If you cool with the shit baby then it's on you

He leaned back, looking at her face again before his fingers slid under her chin, lifting it so she had no choice but to meet his eyes. "You love me." He said, shaking his head in mock sympathy. "& that's the most reckless thing you could've ever done." His grip tightened slightly under her jaw, not hard enough to hurt, just enough to remind her that he could. His thumb grazed her jaw, slower this time, respectful. "Love doesn't make me weak, baby. It makes me more dangerous. Because I love you back, meaning I now have something to lose." He leaned in until his lips hovered just above hers, their breath mingling. "& I don't like that. Not having shit to lose is what kept me untouchable, now I got a weakness & now we gotta die holding hands because you ain't doing this shit without me & I ain't doing it without you. So, Naytiri, you sure you wanna bleed for me?"

just a figment of my imagination 💭

Two energies collide with emotions so strong, neither could understand. Will they allow the charge to reignite their hearts, or will the current cause a dangerous overload...

MY WORKS #8 "For you, I'd ruin myself a million times. You've bewitched me body and soul, Belicia. I love, I love, I 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 you." NINARMANI ©️ 2025. FOR MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY.

"This is just between us, right? Just this once?" "Just this once." Lies spoken in the hopes of truth. The confines of a dark room won't show where the words will land to ignite, still fire knows no boundaries. Much like the two with a taste for the forbidden, some secrets don't stay buried behind closed doors. It becomes your neighbor.

Isis Winters is a mid-twenties common girl struggling with self image and finding the right confidence to live on with her life. Her husband doesn't make things much easier, with his persistent attitude and the harsh way he tells her to change the way she looks. Fed up, she decides to hire a personal trainer, Nasir Evans, to help her gain weight. But what happens when she gets the wrong attention from her newfound helper?

She was forced to turn into him. *Sequel to Relapse*

They were each other's drug, the only choice was to relapse.

"𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞..." compilations of chris brown stories for your own imagination. a much bigger and better version of in my head.