Forbidden, Yet Desired, Jaden Bieber [best romance ebooks .TXT] 📗

He didn't know if this was the right path or not. He followed the two other men, one look about 18 and the other a little over 20. They travled through tunels with walls taken over by graffiti made up of only black and red.

Rain sheeted down on the darkening countryside surrounding the tunnel. They stepped easily over the suken graves and humus of the welcoming cemetery. There was no fog tonight, so making a run for it now and finding his way home would be no problem. Although, the darkness and onslaught of rain were deceiving enough.
The 18 year old look over his shoulder to see if the young new comer was still following. Thinking that he was only going to look, then turn away, the new comer was startled when he heard a rusty voice say, "If you're going to become on of us, you'll need to make up a nick name for yourself."
The other man's mouth hinted at a smile.
"Unless Leo decides to do it for him, if you know what I mean," he laughed and the other chimed in with a chuckle.
The young new comer stayed quiet as if as told. If he was going to have a nick name, it would be of his chosen. Something normal, yet different. Something easy, but dark.
The 18 year old interupted his train of thought when he said, "We've arrived."
They lead him into an abandoned building made up of dry wood and broken brick. The faint instinct to run back ran through his body, but he thought that it was better to be with others like him, then in Hell all alone.
They lead him inside of the building and to a room that a man, probably about thirty, sat circled around by about 15 other people.
"Ah," The man grinned, "This must be the new comer I've heard about." He stood before him. "He's only a kid." The man chuckled.
"He put up quite a fight in the parking lot, Leo." The 20 year old lit up a ciggerette and inhaled. "Put three of our brothers in the hospital."
"Three?" Leo gapped, liking what he heard about him. "What's your name, kid?"
"Nickname or acutal name?" The new comer asked with no emotion, just eye contact.
"Actual name." Leo looked amused. He felt that this kid would be the gang's pet; everyones favorite.
"Felix."
"I like it," Leo smirked, "You have no need for a name. You are just Felix." Leo put an arm around Felix's shoulder. "Time for your task."
"My task?" Felix rose an eye brow.
"What? You thought you can join us just like that? Don't be silly." Leo purred, unhooking his arm around Felix. Leo began to skirt him, their eyes never leaving each other. "To get in, either you must have sex with the gang leader, or kill an innocent human being."
"That's insane!" Felix objected.
"That's the rules, kid." Felix thought long and hard about this. He looked at his toes for at least five minutes, then his eyes met Leo's once again.
"Who's the gang leader?"
"Yours truly." Leo winked. Felix detected humor, but having sex with him? That's gross.
"I think I'm going to have to choose the second one." Felix said, wincing. That got a few chuckles from the rest of the gang.
"Come with me, Felix." Leo started to walk out.
Gee, I hope he's not disapointed

, Felix thought with a weird face.
"Where are we going?" Felix asked, running to catch up with him.
"To find the person you're going to kill." Leo said in a 'duh' tone. Felix kept his arms to his sides as he walk along side of Leo.
After about 30 minutes of walking the back streets, Leo stopped him.
"What?" Felix asked, taken back a bit.
"Hear that?" Felix listened for anything for a minute, and heard laughter. Felix nodded. Leo pointed to a forrest on the side of a milk chocolate colored house. The trees parted enough to see a family playing with a frisbee.
"DAMN IT, JOHN. STOP THROWING IT LIKE THAT!" A girl yelled. She came closer to the forrest, grabbing the frisbee that was thrown far by her brother.
"Her." Leo whispered in my ear. "You will kill her

."

"DAMN IT, JOHN!" I yelled at my step-brother. My two step-brothers and I were playing frisbee out of bordem in the side yard. "STOP THROWING IT LIKE THAT!"
"IT'S NOT ME

," John laughed out, "IT'S THE WIND." The wind, my ass. He just likes to piss me off.
I grabbed the frisbee and ran back to my spot. "Okay!" I threw it perfectly to my younger step brother, Louis.
"Nice throw, Gabby!" Louis cheered for me. Louis takes after his brother with his actions towards other people, but when he's with me, he's nice and acts more himself. Louis is a short, stubby 6 year old with thick dirty blond hair and light blue eyes.
John, on the other hand, goes out of his way to piss someone off. He has some kind of disease and dislexia, so I take it easy on him, but he can really get on your nerves. He has thick, dark brown and nice blue eyes. He's not the best looking kid around, but his eyes are really pretty.
Louis through the frisbee poorly to John, but it was better then how John threw it. This time, it went WAY into the forrest.
"JOHN, I AM GOING TO KILL YOU!" I yelled, storming off into the forrest. I heard their laughter, causing me to groan and curse at them in my head.
I traveled into the forrest, the smell of pine filled my nose. It was about October, the pine kneedles were all over the ground, golder than the specks in my dark brown eyes.
I bent down and picked up the red plastic frisbee, until I heard a twig snap. I snapped up to a boy who looked at me with hate and curiousity. My eyes were wide and my breath was caught into my throat.
He was actually pretty hot. He had glossy, straight black hair that layed gently along his foreheard. His eyes were as blue and dark as the ocean during a storm. His skin was so pale, I would've mistaken him for a vampire.
"Can I help you?" I asked, thinking that he was just lost or something. The boy leaned against a twisted willow tree and gave a lazy shake of his head.
"Who are you, then?" I asked instead, voice shaken a bit. It's not every day you find a hot, yet scary guy, in a black leather jacket and jeans, in the woods by your house.
"That's none of your concern right now." His voice was deep and husky. "What's your name, girl?" He sounded bored, yet he was the one who asked for my attention.
"Why should I tell a complete, not to mention creepy, stranger my name?" That got me a smirk from him.
He crossed his arms and walked closer to me. Soon we were toe-to-toe. He leaned down to level our eyes. His eyes were an icy swiming-pool blue.
Meeting his eyes was an awakening. For the first time in my whole life, I knew what pure, heart-poisoning hatred was.
"I'm going to find out anyway. You might as well tell me." He said, carelessly.
"Who the hell are you?" I asked with a tone laced with icey venom. I was not so brave as I was before. The way he's looking at me, and the tone he uses when he talks to me scared me. It's like he hates me, but he doesn't even know me.
"Your worst night mare." He growled, smirk gone, eyes dark and challenging.
"GABBY, ARE YOU DEAD?" I heard John yell, getting impatient. I swore through my teeth.
"Told you." He whispered through a victorious smile. I clenched my teeth and turned to yell back.
"COMING!"
When I turned back around, the boy was gone. I was officially freaking out. I snatched up the frisbee and ran back into the side yard.
"Gosh, you take forever." Louis sneared playfully, causing me to throw the damn frisbee at his brother.
"I'm going inside." I say, running to the front of the house.
Right now, I was at my dad's house. He moved in with his girlfriend, Heather, and her two kids. Other than her kids are annoying, the house was freaking creepy. It was supposily haunted, along with the house next to it, and the pump house after that.
I opened the front foor and ran up the stairs, Brandy, my boxer, following me to my room. I shut the door behind us both and we jumped on the bed in unison. I imediatly opened my phone and called my bestfriend, Ellie.
The phone rang twice until she picked up, "Hello?"
"ELLIE!" She giggled a little.
"Uh. Yeah?"
"Something strange just happened to me." I said, needing to tell somebody about what I just experienced.
"What?" She asked. I could tell I caught her interest.
Ellie had dark brown hair that almost seemed black, but she'd smack you silly if you said that. She had green eyes with red specks around her iris, that seem to turn brown at times. She had a few freckles along the bridge of her nose and cheeks. I think she's really pretty, but she'll argure with me if I say so.
"I was playing frisbee in the side yard with John and Louis," I explained, but she interupted me.
"You're at your dad's house?" I was speachless for a minute. I really felt like saying, "NO, I'M AT MY MOM'S HOUSE PLAYING WITH MY DAD'S GIRLFRIEND'S SONS", but I bit my tongue.
"Yes, Ellie." She giggled a bit.
"Go on."
"Anyway," I continued, "John stupidly threw the frisbee way into the woods, so I went all the way in them to get it, but a boy was there."
"A boy?"
"Yeah."
"Huh. What did he look like?"
"Uhm...Black hair, blue eyes, pale skin. Wore a white T-shirt and a black leather jacket over it. Along with ripped and faded light blue jeans."
"He sounds kind of hot."
"ELLIE!" I scolded. I am not going to admit that she said what I thought the moment I laid my eyes on him.
"Sorry, sorry. What happened?"
"He asked for my name, then dumbass Louis goes and screams it after I said that I wasn't going to tell him my name." I heard muffled laughs on the other line. "You think this is funny?"
"Pffft... No?" God, what a horrible liar she is. "I'm sorry! Go on."
"I turned around for two seconds and he was gone without a trace. It's scaring me a lot, Ellie."
"What the hell was he doing in your yard?" She said, finnally getting more