"Halima just called me." She spoke up, talking about my sister. "She said your mom wanted to talk to me." "Oh yeah.." I trailed off, thinking about what my brother had just told me. "She wun' see you and Mya." I told her, already knowing what it was my mama wanted from her. "Yeah, I know. We just talked." She spoke surely as I licked my lips slowly, waiting for what she was going to say next. I already knew she wasn't feeling it. "It's just-" "I don't want to go down there and you-" She started but stopped as I waited for her to speak. "-you get involved with them again." She spoke truthfully, saying shit that I already knew she would. I already knew she was gone bring that shit up. She always do. "I don't trust Delante or any of your stupid ass friends because they are only interested in taking you backwards, Cain." "And I'm not going for that again." "I'm not." She spoke seriously and I sighed deeply, really used to hearing this shit already. "We're at a better place in our lives and I'm not playing those street games anymore."

𝕀𝕗 𝕀 𝕤𝕒𝕪 𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕀 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕟, 𝕚𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕖 𝕚𝕕 𝕓𝕖 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕚𝕟.

My works #4 //. King Thomas. 21 and already a top drug lord in the streets of Harlem but it's one obstacle that makes this difficult. Not the people or the crimes but his 4 year old daughter , kassidy. It was devastating and a huge stage of depression for them when Kassidy's mother, King first true love horribly got killed in a shootout. King doesn't really look for relationships, he just worry about staying on top of streets along with keeping his daughter safe and taken care of. But this starts to build up on King, becoming difficult to do at once so he's plans is to hire a nanny to watch little Kassidy during his days in the streets . After a first failed try, he finds the nanny he feel kassidy will be safe with and hires her but while their living together, will this hard, broken hearted thug soften up ? Book 1 • Wattpad's original YG love story. YunginDiamond/DiaTheLit ™ ©2014-15 all copyrights reserved Writers : YunginDiamond & bri ✨ Wattys2015 Urban Winner ✨

Book 1, First Generation Gianna Kingsley only came back to the rundown southside neighborhood for a funeral. The man who'd raised her had passed, and she didn't hesitate to leave the office after hearing that news. When she arrived, however, she was forced to conspire with old ghosts to keep Kingsley Cove and her relatives safe from a ruthless drug lord; King. When she meets him face to face, everything changes. Does Gianna have the courage to take down King and save her elderly relatives? Can she resist the feelings she develops for him? - "You don't want no parts of this," he growled, staring down at me while still standing on the porch. "Kamari is my friend-" He was quick on the draw again, aiming his gun straight at my head. My relatives gasped, and even I thought he was going to end me then and there. Okay, maybe I had mouthed off a little too much. Alright, I definitely had. - ratings: bwbm; #1 on 6/23/2020 & #2 on 6/2/2022 blackfiction; #1 on 5/9/2020 & 3/2/2021 kingsley; #2 on 8/25/2020 & 6/2/2022 blackqueen; #2 on 6/29/2020 & #1 on 9/14/2023 gangviolence: #2 on 8/19/2022 - BOOK TWO: "Kayla's Keys"

At age 25, Imani Forde doesn't quite know what to do when a house fire makes her lose everything that she has. She isn't sure how she will cope until she is offered a large amount of money in return for her taking on a job with the iciest human on earth. Handsome, intelligent and complicated are three words that can be used to describe Vincent Pellegrino. Son of multi millionaire Giovanni Pellegrino, taking over the family business is what is expected out of him. But expectations and reality prove to be two different things when it comes to Vincent. When their two worlds collide, an act of kindness begins a spiral of emotions for the both of them. THIS IS IN AN INTERRACIAL BW/WM. I AM SIMPLY MAKING YOU AWARE SO THAT YOU KNOW. IF RACE REALLY PLAYS A BIG PART IN YOUR ENJOYMENT THEN I'M SORRY GUYS, YOU PROBABLY WON'T LIKE IT. :D Happy Reading.

"So when you gon' stop playing and let me hit that shit, Zuria?" Mitch asked while he smoked a blunt in my mother's living room and we both sat on the floor. "Let you hit this?" I asked, raising an eyebrow as I watched him blow smoke into the air. "Yeah." He smirked, cockily. "How about when you learn how to talk to your girlfriend?" I took the blunt out of this hands and smashed it on the ashtray that was on the coffee table. "Whatchu do that for?" He bit his bottom lip, leaning into me. "Hm?" He went on, softly biting my neck. "I've told you, you can't smoke in here, Mitchell." "You're really not even supposed to be here." I said to him, considering my mother did not condone boys in her house but here he was. He'd completely ignored me though as he mushed his head into my neck, leaving small kisses. "Stop." I whined playfully as he pushed himself up onto me and kissed my lips, pushing me backwards with our lips still attached. "Mitch." I spoke nervously as he climbed on top of me while I now laid my back onto the carpet. "Let me hit that shit, ma." He spoke softly into my ear as he continued leaving kisses on my neck. "Mitch, we cant. My mom will be home from work soon." I expressed to him but he ran his hands up my school skirt anyway. "Stop bitchin'." "Let me finally pop that cherry, Z." He spoke, putting his lips on mine as he slowly moved my underwear aside and rubbed his fingers against my Girl. "Mm." I moaned, unfamiliar with this feeling but it felt great. And though I knew my mother would be here soon, I no longer wanted to stop. He continued rubbing it as I laid there, looking up into his eyes. As I did, he smirked down at me and I smiled small, rubbing a hand down his cheek. I was so in love with this boy.

What happens when Landon, one of the University's most attractive men takes a bet to bed Aria, a lowkey girl who keeps her head in the books? What happens when it takes an unexpected turn? Will hearts be broken? Will love be found? All is not fair when gambling with hearts.

You can try and run from the streets, but you can never escape the streets. You see the only way you can escape the streets is if you're dressed in orange or they're dressed in black. ---- Close your eyes and imagine yourself being trapped in a hell and the only place you could escape to is a journal that holds all your darkest flaws. But you're going to have to come up from that journal every once in a while to be met by the man you call the devil but to others is your boyfriend. Now open your eyes and take a breath and answer this question. Will you snap or will you hide behind your journal? REVIEWS: 'When I first read it I already knew it was going to be different. You have a way of ending your chapters with the readers wanting more. --coraazons' 'The Bay was an intriguing read. There were moments when I felt I had the situation figured out only for another layer to reveal itself. --idreamofme' 'This book is so good omg--ChocolatePimp' 'U know I just started reading ur book and I am hooked. I almost didn't want to comment, it's so good. U have me on the edge of my seat. It's crazy but back to the regular program--newmomma29' 'This book is gonna be the death of me--o9ange' 'Loving this story! Suspenseful and action packed! I can't wait to read more, but I will. Thank you!--ANReed1' 'Too excited to breath...girl you're talented. Gladly waiting updates.--ShantaGordon' 'Ohmygosh I love this story! Athena is a tough chick and I love reading about her.--shanticlaire'

nir·va·na a state of perfect happiness; an ideal or idyllic place. where we see what happens when an emptiness that one thought could never be filled is overflowing. when two lost souls find each other. where a broken record plays a perfect harmony. when after years of searching, you find nirvana.

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