"Why you always look so serious after church." Roman asked, his eyes low . "You just spent two hours talkin to God." Serene adjusts the strap of her bag, looking around to make sure no one saw them. "You shouldn't even be back here." He smiled at that. "You always say that shit." "I mean it," she said, but her voice was softer than she wanted it to be. Roman stepped close enough so she could smell the weed on him. "You mean it every Sunday, church girl." Her cheeks heated up from the slight embarrassment of him calling her that. "Don't call me that." He tilted his head. "Why not? That's what you are." "I'm not just that," she said a little defensive and unsure; she didn't know what she was, but she didn't want a boy she thinks is cute to think of her as just the quiet preachers daughter who was a square. His smile faded as his eyes narrowed and he tilted his head. "I know." Then, after a beat, "That's why I like you." Serene swallowed and her fingers tightened around her bible. "You shouldn't." "I know," licked his lips, his eyes dropping to her hands before trailing back to her face. "But here we are." ㅤꨄ︎ ʙᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴜɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇɴ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ᴇᴀʀᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀᴇᴀᴄʜᴇʀ, ɪ'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴇᴡ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴄʜᴜʀᴄʜ -Mariah the Scientist

"You gone make a nigga crazy fa you, girl."

"𝐌𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐆𝐎 𝐓𝐎 𝐉𝐀𝐈𝐋, 𝐈𝐅 𝐈 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔, 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐁𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐀 𝐅𝐀 𝐌𝐄?" Started : 6/3/25 Published:12/6/25

A young, plus-size, African-American teen strives to live her life. Join her on her journey as she attends college and faces some of the most complex situations.

.ᐟ ✦ * 𓈒 ── He was a neurosurgeon. Brilliant. Sharp. Untouchable. Until one day, everything started to crack. Strange dreams. A place he doesn't know. Weird events... And an emptiness he can't explain. One small detail changed everything. So he left behind his comfort in the ignorance cycle to follow a blurry path. Like a shadow just ahead of him, like an echo only he can hear. But what if the truth isn't at the end of the road... What if it's buried deep inside himself? HIGHEST RANKINGS : #3 in Psychology 🥉- 01/07/25

𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘮𝘺 "𝘴𝘢𝘧𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯"

Forced into a marriage neither of them wanted, a fierce Greek mafia princess and a ruthless Sicilian underboss must navigate a storm of power, passion, and betrayal-only to discover that their greatest battle might be against their own hearts. *** They hated each other from the moment they met, but little did they know, they were destined to be together. Millicent Rhea Darmos: Princess of the Greek Mafia. At 25 years old, she's established herself as a self proclaimed boss bitch, running her own publishing company. But now it's time she fulfils her duty to her family's organisation. It's time she gets married. Costantino Salvatore Accardi: Underboss and Heir to the Sicilian Mafia. At 28 years old, he has no interest in settling down-he already has it all. He believes in family above all, so why bring in an outsider? Yet, after a strange string of events, the two of them find themselves thrust into married life. It's full of chaos, drama and all kinds of tension. The question is, how do they survive their marriage and the storm that follows? *** "I've never kissed anyone." My voice trembled with a tinge of vulnerability - something I hated. But Costa didn't seem to mind that I was nervous or anxious. "Good. You're mine." He spoke so seriously, without a flicker of doubt as he took my hand in his. "So you want it be special, principessa?" "Every girl's first kiss is special." I whispered, watching as he brought my hand up to his lips. "I only care about yours."

"Can't you just turn it on?" She huffed irritated tapping her foot anxiously. Her red bottom heals were too nice for a place with uneven pavement, tire marks, gas and oil all over the ground. She was humiliated being seen here in this sh*tty shop but she had no choice. She was already running late for her shoot. Kai stared back at her blankly and rolled his eyes in annoyance. The entitled impatient brat was giving him a major head ache. Such a beautiful f*cking headache this woman was and he just met her. "If that was the case you would be gone already and my day would be so much better." Adeline Jones. A pretty name for a pretty woman. Adeline is a black, upper class, young lady who is straight from Manhattan. She is the IT girl and she knows it. A model, an actress, an A lister with a grade A awful personality. She took over 80s and 90s and now is untouchable in the early 2000s. No one is good enough for Adeline and no one tells her no. Except one stubborn, and callous Mechanic named Kai Green.

kis·met /ˈkizmit,ˈkizˌmet/ noun destiny; fate. how do you know when you've met your soulmate?

We ain't on what yo lame ass nigga on.