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There were two pistols in the safe, some more money and a very important thing for any business - an account book, which included not only numbers, but also a bunch of necessary information. Pimple tucked his pistols into his belt and brought me a book. I skimmed through it and nodded to Chechik. The automatic burst was short and the issue with the old management was resolved. The issue with the surveillance camera was also resolved. Everything that was needed was seen on the other side. Zoya and the girls worked quickly and almost finished stuffing bags with money, and I returned to the prostitutes. Among them were both human women and half-breeds, but they did not look particularly frighte

I locked my car door before I walk inside. What I have thought about this place isn't the same when I came in. It's like a place for wild people. At the entrance, different menus were all displayed in one row and after the food area there is a little karaoke bar where anyone could sing. You only need to put coins to play any song you like and the last part, it's a disco bar. When I got inside, someone pulled my hands into the crowd of people. "Hey! Wait!" I protested. She's a girl wearing a black cocktail dress. Her lips painted with a black lipstick, she had also a black eyeliner around her color brown eyes and its eyeshadow were black too. She looked like a goddess vampire in the"Vampire D

So Good day to everyone of you reading. I'm done with lipsticks and gun hence I present you book 2 of the Lipstick series. It is a sequel and I'll be starting to write that soon. For now this is a blurb: Lipsticks and rings (Happily never Afters) Jasmine and Taiwo's relationship had started with a contract that was solely just based on sex but it had ended with the both of them realizing just how much they felt for each other and now they are as happy as they can be. What could possibly go wrong? One guess. Everything.

FIND OUT IN THE BOOK 2" THE END?... TO BE CONTINUED! ___&&____ Insights from Book 2 Title: Tinted to the Sniper's Dons Daisy Vipers, the offspring of Lilith and Thierry Vipers, is a 22-year-old businesswoman in the city and a secret assassin known and feared in mob society. She has everything a good life could offer, but she lacks true love.

“He’s too quiet. That’s creepy.” “He probably talks to ghosts.” I held my breath the entire walk to the therapy office so I wouldn’t cry. The school therapist’s room had this warm smell… lavender mixed with something else I couldn’t name. The walls were painted soft cream, and the shelves were full of books with titles like Healing the Inner Wolf and Silver Moons, Heavy Hearts. Dr. Fox sat behind a polished wooden desk. He had curly brown hair and glasses too big for his face, but somehow they made him look kind. He smiled when he saw me.

That was his hand. The bile came up fast. I swallowed it back down hard and looked away and tried to think about something else and couldn't. Varek had moved to the desk. He dropped a thick leather book onto the granite and the sound of it made me flinch. He didn't look at me. Just stood there flipping it open like I wasn't bleeding on his floor. Like the thing on the marble behind me wasn't there. "Your father was a thief," he said. Flat. Like he was reading a shopping list.

"He's mine!" the rogue vamp yelled through gritted teeth, his glowing green eyes boring into mine. Then, he hit me in the chest with his fist, sending me flying into the parking lot, as I slid across the hard pavement, trying to regain consciousness. He was definitely one of The Others, rogue vamps who didn't care about human life. Having completely lost their humanity, they cared for nothing more than self gratification and the kill. "Hey, you're pretty!" he said with a half smile as he started toward me, arms outstretched, grinning seductively.