Everything Or Nothing cap 1- I'm alive
Going after a drug cartel in mogadisu?" jorek's ears pinned themselves back, gut sinking further down. “vaugley."
Did he hurt you?: Part 1
Every time he went 'home', he found himself surrounded by pictures of young boys and girls, sifting through the files of spread legs, tearstained faces, an illegal sex cartel he was forced to be part of.
Los Señores Del El Diablo
cartel? the fucking mafia? no one is interested in me anymore, so what do you perras want?" i took in deep breaths seething with anger. who the fuck does this puta think he's doing?
Did he hurt you? Part 2
He would quit this cartel, stop hurting children, stop taking their innocence. he would run away from this, and be safe, he knew, because gray would not follow. he ruled over only new england and could not chase joel.
The Hollowed Out Chest Of A Dead Cat
In the streets outside he could hear yelling, desperate to search for the one who had slaughtered so many cartel members in their own refuge.
Do You Love Me 10
He was saying something about a cartel years ago..." "exactly! years ago. i'm clean! i don't deal. i haven't done any of that crazy shit!" finnick argued, but his words fell on deaf ears. "well.
Tales from Silicon City 7: Juniata Trasero
A mexican ex-pat living in america, hiding from the cartels, tren has so far been able to avoid directly confronting her pursuers... at least until tonight.
A New destiny part 1
How much time its gonna be before the police catches my drug cartel?
Midnight Riders
"i figured there would be other vagrants, scavengers, but cartels? no. do you think they're out here?" it took konrad several seconds to register who he was referring to before it finally clicked. "not sure.
Ch 13. Lesson Seven. Always Follow Through
I send the money via electronic deposit and transfer into rakes account, then i send that to the cartel?" aden nodded.
The Dead Among Us (Chapter 7: Enter Sandman)
You don't run a cartel without speaking at least two languages fluently. what if you end up in court?" i grabbed out a few golden coins from my vest pocket, antiques handed down to me by my grand father. "you see this?" i laid them all out on the table.
Where Angels Fear
This story was originally slated for submission to [!["was1"](%5C ""was1"")](%5C)'s Anthro Dreams anthology, but since his plans for the book changed, he freed it up for me to post on here. Hope you like it, and it's not too depressing. The story...