Girls Like Me
Allure lightly chuckled, "Cmon Moo, you know you don't like girls like me."
Allure lightly chuckled, "Cmon Moo, you know you don't like girls like me."
"Fuck dem people. Everybody go through shit, whether you got money or not. You not exempt just cause you rich." He licked his lips, "say what you gotta say." Smiling at his words, she let out a short breath. "When you put it like that, I guess it's no point. I was gonna say I wish I could switch lives with someone els...
Xaniyah is finally done serving 3 years in prison now she's ready to get back to life.
Benjiman Cartier Gotti, "BG" to the streets, "Benji" to those he cared about, which was slim to none. A young thug at the age of twenty one with a hustler's mentality, killer demeanor, and the game that could make any girl fall in love. With a heart made of ice and the big dreams of being one of the richest street hus...
"Reciprocate this energy to me, you know I love you." PUBLISHED..- December 18th, 2022. ------- TOP RANK: #1 in '12' TOP RANK: #2 in 'basket ball' TOP RANK: #4 in 'Dearra taylor' TOP RANK: #3 in 'urban romance'
❝THE REALIZATION THAT EACH RANDOM PASSERBY IS LIVING A LIFE AS VIVID AND COMPLEX AS YOUR OWN.❞
Naomi was from Southside Cali, not the good part, but the hood part. Having to hold herself up for most of her life, she's pretty solid. After dreaming of being an entrepreneur for years, she's finally pursing so. Things seem to be right on track just as Mercedes shows up. Will he be a benefit or a cost to her life? ...
"𝘾'𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙨𝙨" 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘸𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘬 "𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙤 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙮 𝙢𝙖𝙢𝙖"
He was bad. He smoked, he broke the law, he drove too fast for his own good. He didn't care because no one taught him how to. But when it came to her, he wanted to be the best man. He couldn't bare the thought of her being hurt by him or by anyone else. He would kill to protect the girl who cared about someone as sin...
"𝘐 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦, 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘥𝘳𝘶𝘨𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥, 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 , 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶." - 𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘦𝘳 a street romance ❤️
Read and find out😉 *this story does contain violence, mature laungue and content. The faces that you see do not belong to me. They are faces that I have found off of the internet please DO NOT STEAL ANY OF MY CONTENT * Thank you enjoy the story. Started APRIL 15 2020 - February 2 2021 Also my first book 😬
-a traphouse production- my works #1 february 2021™️ "that's why i wanna thank you and then give you the best of me ..i can't take back the past but i got the recipe. let's jump on a plane, see the world together..give you my last name, be my girl forever...."
When running a family business like ours, sometimes it's business first and family after. No matter the circumstances
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𝘐𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘢 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘱 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 '𝘦𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘨𝘶𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘶𝘴. NOT EDITED.
𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐦 𝐢 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐢 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟? - 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐎'𝐬 𝐮𝐩 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐝, 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐎 ' 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤. 𝗲𝘀𝘁: 𝗳𝗲𝗯.𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟭 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗱: 𝗷𝘂𝗹𝘆.𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟭
"I don't really f*ck with you new folks , put him in the chair nigga , death row." 𝐀𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐥𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟎. Completed.
"I'll play you." Kross challenged with a serious expression on his face, smoothly twirling the basketball on his pointer finger. "For what?" Amiko sighed heavily, a bored look on her face, crossing her arms over her chest, tapping her foot repeatedly on the ground. "𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭."