"Whatever bro, you just a hoodrat anyway." 𝙖 𝙡𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙤 𝙗𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙛𝙖𝙣𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣

Desiree is nothing but a regular female. It's her final year in high school and she couldn't be more excited about that fact. She then gets the idea of getting a prison pen-pal in which she does. So, in the middle of her senior year, Desiree starts writing to Vance Wright, inmate number 7475. He's serving his last year in Prison so how's it gonna go when he finally gets released and the two get to meet each other face to face? Is he the man she expected him to be? Is she the shordy he expected her to be? **YALL, THIS IS A SHORT STORY. **SOME CHAPTERS MAY BE SHORTER THAN OTHERS.

Follow Zavon and Jaelyn on their engagement journey as they tackle life in the spotlight. 𝑺𝑬𝑸𝑼𝑬𝑳 𝑻𝑶 "𝑨𝑮𝑨𝑰𝑵." **𝑴𝑼𝑺𝑻 𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫 "AGAIN" before "AND AGAIN"** **NEEDS EDITING & REVISION**

Jaelyn has always been the girl to keep to herself and as a result, her list of friends is equivalent to nothing. Since the beginning of high school she has been getting picked on by the same group of people and she just can't seem to shake 'em. As her college life starts, she attempts to live her life quietly without causing any problems or dragging any attention to herself but that attempt is disrupted once she has a run-in with one of her former high school bullies, Zavon Ross. And Zavon is now a man of many surprises. 𝐚•𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 | 𝑎𝑑𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑏 𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆; 𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 **NEEDS EDITING**

𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲, 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡, 𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲, 𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐟.

kayonna's parents died in the hood life and she witnessed it all causing her to go mute. Kayonna lives with her big brother Trey, but he goes by ace in the streets. soon Kayonna meets Kash who works for Trey, Kash is cold hearted so the real question is what is Cruel ass Kash doing with Sweet little Kayonna?

"And if a bitch try to play me then that bitch is a goner" Highest Ranks #2 in Teengirl #3 in Humor and #2 in Money

"And it doesn't matter how much time passed or how much time will pass-it's him. It always has been him and it always will be him...I just don't know how to tell him," When it's more than a like, and they're more than a friend. When they know you better than you know yourself and just the thought of them is all you need to put a smile on your face-telling your best friend you're in love with them should be simple. Right?

Cover by @_itskd Cassidy is a 20 year old girl who grew up without the love of a mother or a father, she never really learned how to love someone because she didn't grow up with that image of what love looked like and that affected her relationships more than anything she didn't know how to communicate or show her emotions but that all changes when she meets....... Read to find out

"Hello, Sincere. How are you feeling today?" "Same as everyday, can't sleep, can't eat.." I trailed off, looking down at Sinclair who had a perfect mixture of both V and I. "That's not good." She said and I shrugged. "None of this is." I said and she nodded understandingly. "Have faith." She said, placing her hand on my shoulder and I nodded. I tried hard to keep the tears in because I had to be strong for everybody. The family was really going through it and I just wanted her back in my arms. V had my heart and if I lost her for good, I'd never look for love again. The doctor walked out as I sat there quietly and Clair looked over my face while she made spit bubbles. I bit my bottom lip, holding back tears as I looked at V laying there with tubes in her. Not able to hold on any longer, I broke down. "Baybeh, I need you..." I trailed off, shaking my head. "I need you so bad, I can't do this shit. I can't do life with you." I explained, looking down at the floor. "We need you, ma." My voice cracked, looking over to Sinclair who was still looking up at me. "Our baybeh girl is so beautiful, ma. I want you to see her, I want you to see her grow up. I want you to be here with us.." I trailed off, collecting my words. I wiped my face as more tears poured down and I shook my head, sighing deeply. "Wake up, baybeh." I spoke, breaking down as I bit my bottom lip.