Always and forever...a saying that's said way to often only for it not to be true, well in dej and Shawn case Read to find out what dej and Shawn has been up too...

just read it , this book is old est 2018 and it was my first book

𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘨𝘰 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘵, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦.

Age ain't nothing but a number ! Why can't you see that the love I have for you is real

I found my homie and my best friend I'mma be there for ya till the very end No matter what, no matter what , no matter what.

[ COMPLETED ] Eliana Oakley and Casen Walker couldn't be further on the other's spectrum. Eliana is twenty-one years old and in her last year of college. An artist at heart, she uses that to her advantage to further her early fashion design career. A protégé under Florence Harvey, internationally known luxury designer, Eliana doesn't have much time for anything other than burying her face into her sewing machine. Casen - otherwise known as Case to his football buddies - is twenty-two and on track to the NFL as a rookie Wide Receiver, just preparing to graduate with his degree in engineering. Oh, let's not forget his minor in hoe behavior. They roll with different social cliques - there was supposed to be no chance of them meeting. Especially in their final year in college. But one faithful friends night out at a bowling alley changes everything. COPYRIGHT © MIDNXGHTSUN

✥ The Mob Boss & His Therapist ✥ [part one/ unedited] BEING EDITED FOR FURTHER PUBLISHING Rafael Rossi, a glass like fragile Italian mob boss, who has sworn to never let anyone on his demons that have only resulted him post traumatic stress disorder. He had one promise, to make those bleed who have made him bleed and his biggest motive being to never let anyone on the pain he has been carrying in his heart that has been bleeding for stitches till this day. He had grown out of love with the concept of love which had him only suffer. Little did the heartless mob boss know he would find someone who knew him more than he knew himself. Ravenna Romano, a kind & loving therapist, who had made a mission to help others escape their pain and make them fall in love with the idea of love once again. Losing her baby brother, Beau, at a young age had given her the curse of a bleeding heart which after a long toll, she learned pain can be only subsided by love. She knew darkness can only be taken away by the light of hope. Hope of a new fresh start. But she did not know that she would be helping the heartless Italian realise that his heart was waiting to be healed. Little did she know that she was going to be the therapist of Rafael Rossi. But would she be able to be his remedy when she choose the sweetest words to heal his brittle heart when he choose the most poisonous actions to break it. ﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎ "Mr.Rossi I really need you to open up to me for our sessions to work." She said in her sweet innocent voice as he felt himself rage at her pointless efforts on healing something that doesn't exist. "How about you start by opening up to me?" He asked while his eyes traveled down her ripe body. "Mr.Rossi, I don't understand." The caring heart of the therapist spoke as she felt his greedy gaze upon her untouched shrine . "Open up your legs Ms.Romano."

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐈'𝐦 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐝? 𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡? 𝐅𝐥𝐚𝐰𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐥" • A student on scholarship and a shy university professor. An almost very unlikely pair. • "You don't understand how important she is to me" I clenched my jaw, feeling the urge to throw something. "She's everything to me and I just...I just ruined it!" My voice ripped through my throat as I flung the glass of whiskey at the wall and I watched it shatter while the golden liquid stained the neat white walls. "She's gonna be fine, Theodore" Asher said with a somber and empathetic expression on his face and I scoffed. "Fuck yes, she's gonna be fine! But what about me?" I tilted my head at him and he inhaled. "You'll be fine, Theo." he spoke so softly I wished I was that calm. I wished I could be. "Not without her I'm not" I dropped back in my chair, my hands shaking violently and she wasn't around to help me get through it. PS: Lyrics of a song by Nasty C- Flaws and All. 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 - 22𝐫𝐝 𝐃𝐞𝐜, 2020 Completed - 17th Oct, 2021

𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐄𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝟏𝟎/𝟐𝟓/𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟎 𝐄𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝟏/𝟑𝟎/𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏

"Ever seen a gangsta die? Nigga, that's rhetorical. Watched too many gangstas die, seen too many mommas cry. I'm gon' chase a hunnid million, I don't wanna be no homicide"