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Morvane wasn’t a safe city for people to associate with strangers. After a few minutes, the streets fell quiet. She was standing by a corner of the road, still thinking about a way out, when a group of men moved past her, tall and broad-shoulders, their presence exuding danger. Cold shivers ran down her spine. It wasn’t safe for her to stay there, on the streets. Her mind raced, searching for someone she could call. Roselyn, her best friend from way back, instantly surfaced in her thoughts, but she doubted whether she still remembered her after many years of silence on her part.

suspiciously at Conrod. Conrod looked down in embarrassment. He stood for a couple of seconds and, unable to bear the ridiculous situation, headed away from this place. The black surface of the polished boots was already covered with a thin layer of dust, it was getting hotter outside. Conrod strolls slowly through the cozy streets of the old part of the city, if you do not go too deep into the slums, this is a very nice place with good architecture. A painfully familiar ringing tone sounds, Conrod picks up his cell phone. The black surface of the polished boots was already covered with a thin layer of dust, it was getting hotter outside. Conrod strolls slowly through the cozy streets of th

Chapter 1: The Chase The narrow alley pulsed with the steady drum of midnight rain, water streaming off fire escapes and turning the cracked pavement into a slick mirror of distant streetlights. Officer Jax Harlan’s boots splashed heavily as he closed the gap, his breath steady despite the chase, heart pounding with something far darker than duty.

to the empty apartment, as if the walls, or the internet, might obey. —End Chapter 8

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*Warning: This chapter contains material you may find distressing, including coarse language and depictions related to themes of sex, rape, abuse and violence. ***** RUM They took the first turn. Which means they'll end up at the alleyway a few lanes from B.A.D's back alley. That's the darkest corner around here, easy to miss, and even easier to rob, take a sniff, kill… and rape. I stepped out from behind the lamp post. Stingy motherfuckers. Can't pay the hookers so they grab any pussy from the streets.

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The people are crowding over the streets, laughing, talking, doing the things they've always done. +Please wait a moment. I will upload the full chapter in the next few hours.+

Turned it once in his hand. Outside the window the city moved through its evening the way cities do — indifferent, continuous, alive with ten thousand small stories running parallel in the dark. In one window, high above a street she couldn't name — A girl sat with her knees pulled to her chest. Not moving away from the glass. The corner of his mouth moved. Good girl, he thought. He set the rose down gently. And waited. END OF CHAPTER 10

CHAPTER 1 I navigated my way through the crowded sidewalk, the sweet scent of food emitting from the food trucks by the side of the street floated through my nostrils, a ghost of breeze blew through my dark brown shoulder-length hair as I sprinted through the bustling streets of Asteria, the capital city of the Varencia Republic, the slit on my dress spread, revealing my caramel thigh as I rush through the crowd, I stumbled slightly when my stilettos painfully pinched my feet.