❝𝐈𝐓𝐒 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐔𝐒 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃.❞

Massiah Ira Gray- I always had my eyes on one female. I just hate that I got locked up right after I crushed. Aoki Dream Gates- A one-night stand changed my life forever. He just had to disappear when I found out I was pregnant.

𝖸𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝗒𝗌, 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝗒, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍'𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝗒 𝖨 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝗈𝗒...

"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.

Been Holding The #5 spot down In Shooting for Like a Month an A Half ❤️🤣 #2/ shooting / 314 #1/#2 contemporary lit / 1123 Love ain't always enough to save you. Sometimes, it's the very thing that breaks you. Trenton has spent his whole life surviving-dodging bullets, burying pain, and protecting the people he loves from a world that never protected him. With a criminal record, a temper too hot to tame, and three siblings depending on him, he's got no room for softness. No room for mistakes. Then Angel shows up. Quiet, country-raised, and guarded, Angel is running from her own demons-a controlling home, a past of silence, and a future she desperately wants to claim as her own. She never meant to fall for a street boy with a bad reputation and a guarded heart. But Trenton is more than his past, and she sees the man hiding beneath the violence, the pain, and the anger. Together, they find a rare kind of peace. But peace doesn't last in a world built on loyalty, betrayal, and blood. When secrets unravel and the streets come knocking, Angel is forced to choose between the love that set her free-and the self she finally found without it. Raw, emotional, and unflinchingly real, this urban love story cuts deep into the truths we bury and the hearts we break trying to heal. ● Instagram accts For inspo ~ this isn't A fan fic of any person. So please imagine the people as you want. Swavy.lee Lovechrys Chouxziza Vietsgirlnextdoor Luc_flexem

" 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝑰𝒔 𝒊𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓? 𝑶𝒓 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒂𝒖𝒏𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖? 𝑰 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒂𝒖𝒏𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 " 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒔 - 𝑲𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝑳𝒂𝒎𝒂𝒓, 𝑺𝒁𝑨 "𝑻𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔?" 𝑰 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅, 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒅, 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒖𝒑 𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒎. 𝑯𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅. "𝑯𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒉," .𝑯𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅, 𝒔𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒚 𝒑𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒑 𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒉, 𝒂𝒅𝒎𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒆. 𝑯𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔, 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒆𝒂𝒓, 𝒎𝒚 𝒏𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒕 "𝑶𝒉 𝒆𝒎 𝒈𝒆𝒆, 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒇 𝒘𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌 𝒖𝒑 𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒊 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 -" 𝑰 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝑯𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒊 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒛𝒚. 𝑯𝒆 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒃𝒃𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒃𝒚 𝒎𝒚 𝒘𝒂𝒊𝒔𝒕..

𝖨𝖿 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗂𝗌 𝖺 𝖼𝗋𝗂𝗆𝖾, 𝖳𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗆𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗒 𝖽𝗈 𝖨 𝖻𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎

𝙪𝙧𝙗𝙖𝙣 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 | 𝙗𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙖 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 I went silent just resting my thoughts on the idea of loving him. Sighing I lifted my head and decided to tell him how I felt. "I love you TreyVon I really do" I whispered to him putting my hands on his chest. I felt him squeeze my waist and move one hand under my chin. Moving to kiss me he moved down on the bed, mid kiss he pulled away both of us kinda out of breath from this passionate kiss, "I love you" he returned putting his lips back on mine before he flipped us over on the bed and this romantic shit wasn't a normal thing that occurred regularly in my life. And when it did I just prayed that this man would be the love of my life till the day I'm off this planet and he's what kept the peace and sanity running in my life everyday. ━━ ranks; #1 shortstory #1 teenromance #1 hoodlove #1 thuglife #1 teenlove #1 hood #1 unedited #1 blackpeople #1 thuglove #1 blacklove #1 clingy #2 urbanstory #2 urbanfiction #2 hoodlovestory #2 smutmaybe #4 newadult #4 teenlove #7 enemiestolovers #7 urbanfantasy # 8 highschool