Eh, this rude, but, if you comment something rude or something I don't like, you getting "muted" as Wattpad calls it. ir·re·place·a·ble /ˌi(r)rəˈplāsəb(ə)l/ adjective -impossible to replace if lost or damaged. 17 Year old Zaidee Carter had been a good girl all her life. She had the best reputation and had no dirt on her name. She was shy and humble, and sometimes she let people do her dirty. She was a girl who was struggling but still smiled. A lot of guys wanted her because she was still a virgin and not many girls at her school still owned their innocence. But Zaidee wouldn't let them get to her just so they could use her. 18 Year old Kofi Azeem had spent his junior year locked up. Kofi was young but his name was ringing fear and terror in niggas' hearts. He was a cold hearted nigga who had spent most of his life struggling and when he finally came up off a check he chased the money and didn't let no bitch or nigga stop him from getting his bills. Kofi was that nigga who only fucked bad bitches- he didn't do relationships but bitches were quick to go crazy over him even if he'd never given them any attention. Kofi comes back to school his senior year. Tune in to find out what happens when him and Zaidee cross paths. Of course they're gonna fall in love. Read to find out how it all comes about. How the both of them end up Irreplaceable for one another.

"Mama, I can't just leave Abir." I admitted, telling her exactly why I couldn't do this. Not only would she be snatching me away from my family and friends but she was taking me away from the person I'd loved for five going on six years. I couldn't just walk away from him. "Baby.." She trailed off, sighing deeply. "I know you love Abir." She stood to her feet to stop packing for a moment and pulled me into her. "But I promise you, there will be other boys. Right now you have to do what's best for you and that's coming with your daddy and I to give you a better life." "Better life for who? You?!" I screamed out, becoming even more angry at her choice of words. As if my feelings were robotic and I could just turn them on and off for any and every person. "My feelings just don't matter to y'all at all, huh?" I asked, crying harder than before now. "Speak to your mother with some respect, Giselle." My father spat to me and I shook my head, watching as they stood there looking at me like some dumb teenager. This wasn't puppy love for me. I didn't spend 5 years building something, just to walk away from it for their dreams. I couldn't do it. Sinner. Book #1