"Kaden what abou- "Nah rae'quan ion give a fuck what nobody got to say when it and comes to me and u." - Kaden and Rae have been in the same friend group since growing up, they never really talked to eachother other than if it was about work, what happens when they start to get to know one another more and they start wanting to know more about each other more than they let on ?

𝐝𝐞•𝐯𝐨•𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐧; 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐥𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐲, 𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐚𝐬𝐦 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧, 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐲, 𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞. - "𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞,"

Her back rested upon his front, he wrapped one hand around her throat and the other hand cupped her heat. He leaned his tall frame down to her petite figure before letting out a low growl. "You better learn some respect before I fuck that tight pussy of yours." Ignoring the moisture between her legs and urge to be touched in ways she could never imagine, Dream spun around and mirrored his previous actions in an act of defiance and wrapped 𝗵𝗲𝗿 hand around 𝗵𝗶𝘀 throat, tip toed to reach his height and whispered in his ear... "I dare you bitch." _________☘︎︎♧︎☘︎︎_________ Dream Carter is a boss in a mans world and doesn't take shit from anyone but what happens when a certain 6'5 grey-eyed billionaire who is what every woman wants and what every man wants to be, walks into her life and turns shit upside down? well read to find out motherfucker. (completed and edited.) WARNING! MATURE CONTENT.

You can change your name, Change your mind, And leave this fucked up place behind, But I'll know, I'll know.

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏. 𝐎𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐊𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫.. 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬, 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐚 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐊𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐥'𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲.. 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝟓 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐠𝐨 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐥 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧. 𝐀 𝐃𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐄𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐊𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧 𝐉𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐢 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲. 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝: 𝟏𝟐/𝟐𝟖/𝟐𝟎 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝: 𝟑/𝟐𝟐/𝟐𝟏 ~𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐮𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞~

"ᴡᴀꜱꜱᴀᴍ ʙᴀʙʏ"

𝐖𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫

Disclaimer: This story is an mPreg story Cameron Alono Smiths is an innocent, sensitive 16 year old boy from L.A . After living in L.A his whole life, his dad gets a new job out in Brooklyn, New York and they have no choice but to move since things are getting hard. Cameron is scared because all he knows is L.A and worst of all- he's afraid of how Urban the area is. Cameron is NOT racist, but he didn't know how people would react to the new white AND gay boy in school. How would he cope in school? Will he be able to get through it safely and will he meet anyone who he can connect with? ------------------------------------------------------ Anthony D'arell Jackson is a very known senior in West Hills High School. At 18 years old, he has all the ladies, money (from selling illegal substances) , and is captain on the football team. He gives fucks about no one but his family. All he's trying to do is make a living for him and his siblings. Little does he know, his senior year has a few surprises in store. Surprises that he would never think twice about.

"What are you?" the older man questioned, his voice a chilling blend of authority and amusement, like a knife wrapped in silk. "Your wife," I replied softly, my tone laced with the submission he seemed to crave. "No," he murmured, his lips brushing mine, the words a dark caress that sent shivers through me. "You are my doll, milaya." He towered over me, his intimidating presence both suffocating and intoxicating. The nickname, spoken in that deep, accented voice, wrapped around me like a chain I couldn't help but love. "You are the only woman who is allowed to warm my bed at night," he said, his voice a dark melody, smooth but unnerving. "The only woman who's allowed to step into my office and bend over my desk, waiting for me to come home so I can fuck you." A cold, low chuckle rumbled from his chest, the sound as sinister as it was intoxicating, sending shivers down my spine. ♡ Dimitri Mikhailov, the russian mobster. His presence filled the room like a storm. He didn't have to move or speak to dominate the room. Broad-shouldered and imposing, his scarred face told a thousand stories that he'd never waste words on. He was my husband and I was his precious doll.

I ran away because I couldn't bear the thought of staying with someone who had betrayed me. Kayden Hawkins, my best friend and the guy I thought I would marry, knocked up Amber Smith during our high school graduation, so I fled our small town, I fled the heartbreak and pain. Ten years later, I'm back in town, and now everything has changed.