𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐞. ────── 𝘉𝘰𝘰𝘬 2/2 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘈𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘭 𝘈𝘭𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴. Cover by me ᥫ᭡

three years but it feels like forever. ** This fictional book features MATURE THEMES such as violence, sexual content, strong language, etc. Please read at your own discretion. **

𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘦𝘵. 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 II 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐘 𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 find book one on @resupremacy ** This fictional book features MATURE THEMES such as violence, sexual content, strong language, etc. Please read at your own discretion. **

I was a boy when I met her and loving her taught me how to be a man. ** This book features MATURE THEMES including violence, strong language, sexual content and potentially-triggering fictional scenarios. Please read at your own discretion. ** BOOK TWO OF THE STAY DOWN SERIES ON @RE2RAW

"You trust me?" he asked, eyes turning soft once they made contact. "Maj, I-I-" "I said do you trust me, Lucky?" he repeated, voice hard. "...yes," she breathed out, and his next words came without hesitation, sending a chill down her spine. "Then shoot."

nir·va·na a state of perfect happiness; an ideal or idyllic place. where we see what happens when an emptiness that one thought could never be filled is overflowing. when two lost souls find each other. where a broken record plays a perfect harmony. when after years of searching, you find nirvana.

"𝖨𝖿 𝖨 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖾𝗏𝖾, 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝖽 𝖻𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖻𝗂𝖽𝖽𝖾𝗇 𝖿𝗋𝗎𝗂𝗍 - 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗆𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖨'𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗇 𝖺 𝖻𝗂𝗍𝖾." Jayda was your average preachers daughter. Bible study, properly dressed, spoiled. It wasn't until she met King Von, otherwise known as Dayvon-that her life was flipped upside down. Usually, the preachers daughter changed, but it seemed like her good aura rubbed off on Von, who couldn't help but get his act together for the sensitive girl...and it all started with attending...church.

A promise. It seems like the simplest thing in the world to keep. But so often, they're broken, empty and hollow. They seem like the easiest thing in the world to believe, but after the words are left out to bleed, after they leave you waiting and wanting, after all the emptiness and hollow words-how are you going to believe the one who actually say what they mean?