I dragged my nails lightly over his chest, slow, my eyes locked on his. "You told me I was in control, remember?" My voice dipped lower, sultry, daring. I leaned close enough that my lips brushed his ear. "Then say it, baby. Say you're my bitch." A dark laugh rumbled from his lips, low and sinful, the kind that made my stomach flip. His eyes didn't waver, didn't blink. "I'm your bitch," he said...calm, but hot as fuck. The words rolled off his tongue like he'd been waiting to say them, and God, the way he said it almost made me melt right there.

After surviving the streets and a brutal attack, Duke and Brooklyn face new battles-inside and out. As old wounds resurface and loyalties are tested, their love is pushed to the edge. Will they hold on, or lose everything they've fought for? © 𝑷𝑼𝑹𝑷𝑳𝑬𝑹𝑨𝑨𝑰𝑵 _ Published: 10-10-24 End:-

BOOK 1 "This is what you wanted hmm?" he asked breathlessly whispering in my ear. "For me to fuck this tight little pussy." THIS STORY IS NOT EDITIED‼️

"Look at me.Get a real good look. Because that's all you'll ever get." I blew the smoke from his blunt right back into his face...slow, deliberate, sweet little smirk curving my mouth...and then lowered myself onto his lap. His jaw flexed. Hard. Eyes burning into mine like he wanted to snap my neck. Cute. I leaned in until my lips almost brushed his, my voice low and sugary, the kind of soft that slices deeper than yelling ever could. "I don't give a fuck who you are... what you do... what you own..." My gaze dropped to his holster. "...or that little toy gun you carry around like an accessory." His brows tightened-just a twitch-but it was enough to make me smile wider. I dragged a single nail down his chest, slow. Then whispered in his ear: "It'll be a cold day in hell, Mr. Grey...before I ever allow you to fuck me."

❝𝖠nd you gotta love me easy, I've been hurt too many times, been cursed too many times❞ ©𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒𝐁𝐘𝐊𝐀𝐘 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒 Dayvon, a former gang member turned mechanic, has left the streets behind, determined to live a clean life after a dangerous past. But when he meets Patience, a high-maintenance, boujee woman from the hood, their world's collide.

"Fuck dem people. Everybody go through shit, whether you got money or not. You not exempt just cause you rich." He licked his lips, "say what you gotta say." Smiling at his words, she let out a short breath. "When you put it like that, I guess it's no point. I was gonna say I wish I could switch lives with someone else, but like you said 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑏𝑜𝑑𝑦 ℎ𝑎𝑠 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑚𝑠．" -- Jaziah Jacobi "Jazz" is a twenty year old woman who works full time at her family's jewelry store, Jacobi jewelers. Now being a new young adult, Jaziah is trying her best to navigate through life. Despite her privileged upbringing and seemingly perfect life from the outside, Jaziah yearns for something more In life that she just can't seem to fully grasp or put her finger on. Twenty-two year old Makhai Harris, also known as "Makk", didn't have the same up bringing as the many peers that surrounded him. A skilled tattoo artist with the hopes of one day opening his own tattoo and piercing shop, makk was born and raised in a modest low income neighborhood. He was known for his honesty, and unwavering dedication to providing for his abnormal family. Life hasn't always been easy for him, but his determination to succeed in life, keeps him moving forward with his eye on the bigger picture. When fate brings the duo together in an unusual way, sparks seem to fly. Despite the predicament they were in, both each see something different about the other. As their worlds entwine, Jaziah and Makhai face societal expectations, financial strains, and personal insecurities that threaten to keep them apart. With Jaziah having her only unusual tendencies, Makhai is unsure if it will work between them because of the fact. Princess and the dog is a heartfelt and inspiring tale of love that bridges societal divides, proving that true happiness comes from staying true to oneself and fighting for what matters most. STARTED; JUNE 25th, 2024 PUBLISHED ; JUNE 27th,

'𝐅𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐈𝐍𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑..

"I know ma. Stop fronting. Tell me you miss me." He kissed her in between his words, in love with the way her brown eyes dazed. "I miss you. And your mouth tastes like pickles." She spoke softly, a smile taking over her face once he laughed. "You wanna taste it again?" He stuck his tongue out at her, and she closed her eyes after sucking it into her mouth. She cradled the side of his face, rubbing over his prominent jawline as the kiss deepened. Dayvon's hands went underneath her tank top, breaking the kiss for a moment to get it off. The way he rubbed on her body made her moan again, missing the feeling of his hands on her skin. He hadn't touched her intimately in so long. She'd missed him.

"You really think I'm out here giving this dick to anybody else, beautiful?" She swallowed, watching my hands go to my zipper. I smirked, leaning down, dragging my fingers up her thigh, over her soaked panties. "Look at yourself in the mirror, Jade."

𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞,𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐮𝐩𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐟 𝐚 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐚 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐲. -𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐳 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝- June 18, 2024 𝐏𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝- June 23, 2024 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝- @𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐞 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒 ✰