"If i wear a maid suit you'll give me pussy?" "Yep"I said smiling He nodded signing the agreement i made. "No running and calling me daddy even in front of my friends and your friend. And no teasing me"he proceeded "Deal"I said shaking his hand and signing my part of the paper agreement. JANUARY 25-FEBRUARY 2 Book was written when I was 15 years old so like be aware of cringe😀

Izuku. A vigilante who gets added to a groupchat of pro heroes and turns himself in. Hitoshi. The son of Eraserhead, a hero that had been glitter bombed by the vigilante more times than he wished to admit. Shoto. The son of the #2 pro hero, who was actually pretty chill. Neito. The boy with the 'villainous' copy quirk and a superiority complex. ... Now how the fuck did these four end up together? None of the art is mine. This includes the cover. Poly ship Half chat fic, half normal writing.

𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐬 𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮.

"𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀 𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐃 𝐌𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆," an overly happy girl meets an impolite boy. ❝ you are the only girl i want, i want us to be together. ❞ ❝ you always know what to say. ❞

"𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘭𝘪𝘭 𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘺, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥"

Prince Truth Golsdeen of the Southern Kingdom, which is one fourth of the United States Kingdom, has an infamous reputation for making assigned bodyguards resign before the two weeks' mark. He is a stubborn brat, something everyone who has ever encountered him claimed. However, after a traumatic incident that puts his older brother, future King Izayah Golsdeen, into a coma, his parents decide to assign him Asael Blackhill, a man with a violent past. The 'Spoiled Brat' and 'Seven' don't like each other, initially. However, as time passes, and Asael becomes Truth's 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐨𝐫, will love arise? And if it does, will it survive the wreckage that RĒK, the terrorist organization responsible for the attempted assassination on Prince Izayah, leaves behind? sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ: ᴍᴀʀᴄʜ 𝟸𝟸 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟺 ᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ: ??

𝑅𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑒𝑟, 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑎 𝑠𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑤𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦, 𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑏𝑒𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑟𝑎𝑚𝑎 𝐼 𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑢𝑟𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑛, 𝑀𝑎𝑚𝑎 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑎𝑙𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑦 𝑡𝑜𝑙𝑑 𝑚𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒'𝑑 𝑏𝑒 𝑑𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑖𝑡 𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑠, 𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝑖𝑡𝑠 𝑏𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑐𝑟𝑎𝑧𝑦 ℎ𝑢𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑒𝑠

Twenty-six year old Ja'Marr Phillips, also known as Prodigy, was your typical street dude. Residing in the slums of Philadelphia, PA, the hood life was all Ja'Marr knew and he was fine with that. His life was as cliché as it could ever get. Family was nonexistent, he had one good friend, he sold drugs, he had enemies, and he had a girlfriend who he didn't quite like as much as he should. He was disrespectful, nasty, selfish, and a certified cheater with no heart or soul in this body. Love was never meant for him and neither was settling down which explained the constant cheating he partook in. Though his infidelity wasn't much of a surprise to anyone, the sudden turn of events that occurred when he met her sure was. Twenty-three year old, Jersey Martin, was average. That's it and that's all. There wasn't anything over the top, unique, or extravagant about her. She was a simple young adult who made her money and kept to herself. The only abnormal quantity about her was her sex appeal. Jersey was the type of chick who enjoyed sex, the sexual desire she craved was unlike no other. She would give it to just about anyone. Male. Female. Anyone in between. If she was attracted to them then she was going to bang. Though some may consider her actions disgusting and even say she has a sex addiction, Jersey still didn't care. She wasn't into relationships or long-term sneaky links or committing to anyone at that matter. Yet, she found herself going against her own beliefs after meeting him. This is THE OTHER HER. Started: 8/22/22 Finished: 8/4/23

Definitely wouldnt read, buttttttt .... Together they navigate through the treacherous shadows of love. -Liloandrice