"You ain't even that cute." Jojo playfully rolled her eyes allowing Dice to pull her arm to wherever he seemed to be leading her. "Where are you taking me!" She grew annoyed with the anticipation. "On a trip, just chill." -- For as long as she can remember, Jojo Rosewood has lived a picture-perfect life in a suburban area located in Chicago-designer clothes, private schools, and a glamorous lifestyle all thanks to her high-powered mother. Evidently her perfect world seems to be a lie when it comes crashing down as her mother's secrets come to the light, forcing her to face reality. Now having all of her family's assets cleared she's every bit of confused on what to do. With nowhere else to turn, Jojo is forced to leave behind everything she knows and move across a plethora of states to live with her father, a man she barely knows due to distance, and his new family. Learning to balance the shift in culture and the chaos of her first year in college all in one, Jojo struggles to adjust to her circumstances and blend into a world where her privilege no longer holds any weight. Things grow even more complicated when she meets Dice, her half-brother's best friend-a well mannered , street-smart young adult who seems to embody everything Jojos maternal side of the family warned her about. Dice is equally frustrating and intriguing, with a no-nonsense attitude that calls Jojo out on her unrealistic expectations. As their chemistry builds, Jojo finds herself questioning everything she thought she knew about family, loyalty, and love while Dice struggles letting Jojo take a trip to his world. Started; December 18th, 2024 Published; January 4th, 2025 Finished; March 2nd, 2025

" 𝐒𝐎 𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐆𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐀 𝐏𝐀𝐘 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐃? " " 𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐓 𝐀𝐒𝐊 𝐌𝐄 𝐍𝐎 𝐃𝐔𝐌𝐁 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐓 , 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐌𝐘 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐀𝐓?"

Marissa Riva is the Italian mafia princess. She has been missing since she was 4. Kidnapped by her own mother. The Riva family was mentally destroyed after her disappearance. Then the father was gone too. Leaving the six brothers with no hope, broken, lost in darkness. And even though they live in the same house, they are all apart. After 11 years, she's found. Alive and wel- maybe not very well but still. Will she reunite them? Will they heal each other? Will they finally see the light and get out of that scary darkness? TW: abuse, self harm, cussing, rape, smut. Started: 25/01/22 Finished: 26/03/23 Most impressive rankings: #1 olderbrother #1 sisterandbrother #1 italian #1 overprotective #3 brothers #1 genius #1 brother #3 drama #1 siblings #1 sister #1 anger #1 drugs #1 onlygirl #1 love

Read to find out :) disclaimer: before reading you might want to read Blessings & Our Blessings but you don't necessarily have to.

"Montana, come here." He nodded his head toward the door, leaving out of the room. Staying silent as Ms. Carol looked at me, I kissed the back of Josiah's hand before leaving out of the room. As I walked out, Messiah stood there looking at me in disgust while I closed the door. "What are you doing that shit for?" "Huh?" I said since I had nothing else to say, just trying to stall time to get my words together. "Why are you stripping, Monty?" Sighing, I decided that I wasn't going to lie like I'd originally planned to do after listening to Chocolate's stupid advice. "Money." I spoke simply and he scoffed as I looked down. "Why not just ask Josiah for money instead doing hoe shit?" "First of all, It's not doing hoe shit. I don't have sex with anyone. I just dance. And I don't want to ask him for any money. It's not his job to take care of me." "So stripping..." He trailed off with a laugh. "..stripping was the last resort? Instead of putting your pride aside?" Saying nothing, I just looked at him with pleading eyes. "Please don't tell him, Messiah." I could already tell by the look on his face that he was going to tell him. "I ain't gon' tell him.." Thank God. I thought. "..you are." "What?!" I shrieked. "No. I'm not." "You are." He spoke in a demanding tone. "Please. You know how he is." I expressed "And you know how he is too but you made that bed." "Messiah, he's going to kill me." I begged. "I know." He shook his head, walking away from me. "Better figure it out. You got until the end of the day to tell him or I will." He mumbled before walking back into the room.

Cleo, a 19 year old college drop out is in desperate need for some money. She's offered a job as a housekeeper for one of the wealthiest men in Atlanta. Of course she takes it Mr.Brewster, a 27 year old married man, the CEO of several businesses and a successful music producer hires Cleo as a helping hand since his are extremely full. The two become dangerously attracted to each other. Their sexual attraction grows vast to the point of no return. Warning: SEXUAL & EXPLICIT CONTENT (Please read at your own risk💦) #1 in Vixen #1 in Asian Doll #3 in Dave East

𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵, 𝘪 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘮 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘨𝘺.

"That's your fucking problem right there, Kai." "You want me to keep chasing you and I'm not doing that shit no more." He spat, looking into my eyes as I looked back into his. "You want to leave without letting me explain, then go ahead and leave, Kai." "I'm not stopping you." "But if you want this shit, Kai.." "Then come get it." He spoke sternly, unbuttoning his button down shirt as I stood there in shock, turning around completely to look up at him. Taking his shirt off, I watched as he stripped himself down as his muscular, tall, fit figure appeared and I can't say this man wasn't drop dead fine. Though I was so mad at him in this moment, my mouth dropped, looking at how good he looked. "I'm done chasing your ass, bruh." "You want me, come get me."

"You taught me the real meaning of love again" 𝗠𝗼𝗱𝗲𝗹 𝗼𝗻 𝗰𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿: @Dreamgirlmyaah

"B-But no, why did you hit my mommy?!" The six year old boy whimpered to his dad, earning himself a hard slap onto his face. "Stop fucking crying, you are a boy you can't be shedding no tear like you some type of bitch, you hear me?" The father hovered his height over his son, winning dominance. "Now get ya soft ass on," and with that, Horace did as told, taking off in embarrassment. © A NARDO WICK FANFICTION.