Even when it gets to be too much, don't jump.

"Woah, slow down. What?" I heard him say and I furrowed my eyebrows, looking up. "Ma.." He trailed off and I already knew it was his mother. "That has nothing to do with you." He said and I sat up because I could hear him getting angry. "What's wrong?" I asked him and he put his phone on speaker. "I can't believe you got that little.." She trailed off, too angry to even get her words out. "..whore pregnant, Sage." "And then the little slut gets an abortion, I hope she knows that she will rot in hell." She said and my heart dropped. He hung up the phone on her before she could say anything else. "Baby." He looked at me as I bit my lip, standing to my feet. "Olive." He stood to his feet as well. I quickly walked to the bathroom and closed the door behind me before Sage could catch me. I broke down crying as he stood on the other side of the door. "Babygirl, I love you." "I love you too." I told him, breathing heavily. "Don't cry, love. Nothing she says matters, she's just mad because I love you so much and there's nothing she can say to change that." "Open the door for me please?" I wiped my face before I slowly opened the door for him. "I'm done with her." He said, shaking his head. He pulled me to him, wrapping his arms around my waist as he shoved his head into my neck. "Until she can learn to respect you as my lady, she's out of our life."

All characters and events in this story are completely fictional. If anything seems familiar it is completely coincidental. All situations in this story come completely from my imagination. ________________ "And you need to stop calling me 'shawty', I'm not your girl so stop pushing the issue, I don't want to be just another name in your little black book." I said sounding more appalled than I could ever really be. He started walking closer to me and before I knew it, he had my back against the wall and my left leg wrapped around his waist. The look that he gave made him look so powerful that I couldn't help but be intimidated and turned on at the same time. "Look mami I don't think you really hearin' me so let me break this shit down to you real brief. Imma be around for the time bein' whether you want to be or not, I'm not goin' no where. Just let me have one chance." "Prove it." ________________

(EDITING BUT COMPLETE) Roses Are Red And Violet Is Blue. Doctor Violet Ankamah is a surgeon and a great one at that. Her life is perfect. Her job is perfect. Her poise, natural elegance and cold demeanor, makes everyone around her fawn. It's almost too good to be true... Until it isn't. After what feels like the worst fate comes crashing down on her, Violet must navigate her way again. It won't be a scenic route. She needs a guide.

A good one. And Mr Miller, thinks he's the man for the job...

He slowly backs up until his back is against the wall like my own, "You're..my neighbor?" He points to my door and I nod my head quickly. He hums softly, "You been here a while?" He asks and I nod my head once again. He chuckles, "Ya head hurt?" I nod again but stop as he laughs softly, "I-I mean.. no.. it doesn't." My cheeks burn red as I look at my shoes, "I-It doesn't hurt.." I repeat like a dummy and listen to him clear his throat, "So do you actually live there or was it bull?" He nods to my door and I play with my fingers, "Yeah.. I do.." I feel his eyes watch me and I quickly stop. "You live with your boyfriend or do you like sweatshirts that reach your knees?" He teased, making a giggle slip past my lips. I look away to the floor again, "I-I like big shirts... a lot." I mumble softly and he nods his head, "Hol' up." He puts his box down before walking over to one of the grey bins. I nosily watch as he pulls out a big grey sweatshirt, "Here." He holds it out for me to take and I stare at him with wide eyes, "F-For me?" I hesitantly grab the soft fabric as he chuckles, "Nah for ya mom." I puff my cheeks a little and give him a small glare, "Hush." He leans back against the wall and shakes his head, "It's cold out. You should put it on." ____________________________ She was a shy girl from the city with no spine and a list of problems so long that it could touch the floor and roll off her shoes. Though troublesome, she never truly minded because despite her fears, she was a smart little thing and worked around it. But like many of us, it kept her trapped in a tight little box. The fear of pain, insecurities, and endless thoughts held her back from the life she dreamt of. Until she met him. He was everything she could pray for and more. Tall, dark, handsome, intelligent, and caring. Perhaps she could peek out her little box.. just this once? __________ PLEASE STOP COPY PASTING MY BOOK!!!! THEIF!!! #1 in Daddy (1/1/2021) #1 in Black Romance (5/15/21)

{Ethan} (or Eitan, Eytan or Etan in Hebrew) is a male given name meaning steadfast, strong, firm, and safe. The Name of a wise man in the bible.

A bunch of nasty one shots with the same couple in different situations and senecio's. Multi-Verse fashion that always leaves the pair deeply in love with one another. Chapter will include elements such as 🔽 -vampire / soul ties -werewolves / hybrids / mates / alphas -angels -demons -demigods -mafia bosses -witches -Royalty / prince / princess And whatever my followers want me to include 💀 Most if not all chapters will have BDSM elements but some chapters will completely stray away from genders roles ⚠️ - self inflicted harm, - gore description - trauma - attempts AND A LOT OF OTHER TRIGGERS This is my first story..☺️

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Slumped in his seat, there he was. His side profile had never looked more fascinating. I studied his broad, yet pointy nose as his head cocked to the side; he tapped his pencil rhythmically on the table whilst using his other hand to tap away at his phone, my eyes slid over to his sharp cheekbones which were accentuated by the clench of his jaw and streak of sunlight coming from the window. His beautiful chocolate skin literally glowing in that low-cut tee of his, my eyes then trailed to the tensed veins in his arms before they scanned over to his full pink lips where my eyes rested, lost in the track of my thoughts I wanted nothing more but to edge nearer to him - A/N - So I've been putting of writing for so long in general due to exams, and me losing my 'touch' lmao well now summer is here and I have nothing more to do whilst I await staring dreadful sixth-form I started on this. Eh-heh I've always contemplated uploading just because I didn't feel like my work was 'good enough' or I was scared that I wouldn't finish off my work and lose interest half way... that being said ever since I've started on this piece and got support from my guurl I haven't stopped writing and I have written more than I have for any of my pieces put together, I can't even begin to tell you how excited I am for this piece, I have so many ideas flowing from my head hdjskhdhjhhdheuduheu and I honestly want this to be my first ever completed book seeing as that has always been my goals, so bare with me my lovelies as you begin to read this, it won't be perfect but it will be me pouring my every dedication and love into it, cliche right? lmao cliche as being the same and 'novelty' as being different all in one, I really do hope you enjoy this, leggo. - JJ xo

ATL Stylist Jameka,24, and her boyfriend Rashad,26, has been inseparable since middle school. They have never let anyone or anything come between them and they've always told each other everything. Trying to maintain an lavish lifestyle, having an career as your own boss established for yourself all while having a toddler; you would think it's the perfect picture. RaShad happened to have an twin brother named Kashad that he is back in the streets with , heavy. He now has to move real light so that Jameka doesn't find out about him reclaiming his place as king drug lord in these streets. One night of fun winds Jameka in the hospital almost completely taking her out. Trying to stay mad at her sister, Jade', for all the betrayal, trying not to kill her and shake back , it was hard for her. Just because somebody is in your circle doesn't mean that they are meant to be there. Love, Lies and Family Ties lie beyond a burning pit like the rage of a lion. When you get married it's for better or worse, will they last to get married? or will Rashad ruin everything with his lies and deceit? When dealing with a man you have to decide whether you're going to be a weak bitch or a strong stable woman. Will this be forever?