"no, more than emotionally invested, showing you all my imperfections.." my works #4.

Mate's by fate, lovers by choice

Kofi and Niyla meet and sparks fly instantly. He's never experienced real love and she has more than she knows what to do with. He's her dream man and she's his breath of fresh air. Follow the couple as they navigate through this new found love that knows no bounds. *Disclaimer: This is an insta-love. Do what you want with that information.

Philophobia fear of emotional attachment; fear of being in, or falling in love. This is lowkey a toxic book😫.

Deno is unapologetic about how much he loves Tripp. His feelings are loud, obsessive, and impossible to miss, pushing him to extremes just to make Tripp understand that what he feels is real. Tripp refuses to face it. He dismisses Deno's devotion as too much, too intense, convincing himself that whatever exists between them doesn't mean anything at all. When Deno's presence begins to feel distant, something quietly changes. The shift forces Tripp to sit with emotions he's long ignored, revealing that denial can only last so long before the truth demands to be seen.

Now baby would you ride for me?

I don't want to say too much so just follow these reading instructions precisely. First read "Warning" page!! IMPORTANT Second read "Synopsis" page Third read "Characters" page (Carefully) Fourth read ON-> Hope you love it <3 badgalfrmmarz

❝𝐈 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐞.. 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠.❞ 𝐀 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬. 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐈 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐜𝐫𝐲.. 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 "𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐲.. 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐨. 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐮𝐬, 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧." 𝐈 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐳𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝, 𝐰𝐢𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐤. 𝐌𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦. . . . Z'airee was a caretaker at a old people's home and he took care of many patients. The only thing was that it happened to be one of the few nursing in homes in NYC. So many patients wounded up from the hood where many of the patients were from different gangs. Z'airee wasn't supposed to have favorites but he always had this particular one.. Mr. Sinaloa. Heaven was a drug dealer who visited his grandpa, Tyreek Sinaloa everyday. His grandpa was everything that his parents wasn't to him. The trenches of New York was where he came from. All his mom cared about was drugs and his dad walked out on him. He grew up running the streets because his mom was too high one everything to care, with men coming in and out they house. He never had that support system so he was wit older kids for as long as he could remember. So as soon as his grandpa got custody he was good but he always knew he wanted to move out as soon as possible..Or so he thought. EXT

"𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙩𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙝𝙤𝙚 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙖 𝙝𝙤𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪" 18 year old Nyela grabs the attention of a fuck boy, street nigga named Kadrell. What lengths will they go to have one another? Can bad habits be tamed? Or can good habits be RETRAINED. 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨: •𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙘𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙨 •𝘽𝙖𝙙 𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙪𝙖𝙜𝙚 •𝙎𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙥𝙞𝙘𝙨 •𝙎𝙚𝙭𝙪𝙖𝙡 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩 •𝙑𝙞𝙤𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 #1 in love #2 in trenches #3 in urbanfiction #6 in lifeordeath

Sincere wasn't supposed to survive, let alone fall in love with both his roommates. Broke, bold, and barely holdin' it together, Sincere crashes into a life of stability, sex, and chaos with a couple that refuses to play by the rules. Polyamorous book.