She waitressin' at Starlets, ain't too many I ain't had

"I'll always love and protect you"

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐬' 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭, 𝐢𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐧𝐮𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐝𝐨 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐩𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐚' 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞. STARTED: NOV 25TH, 2024. ENDED: MAY 17TH, 2026.

"i'm gon let you have that weak ass joke. i got a girlfriend who will beat you up in real life" he took the blunt from sin "fuck that bitch and fuck you too, y'all can both get wacked" she smiled, showcasing her perfectly straight teeth and deep dimples

Fresh out of prison, Dayvon has nothing-and no one to trust. Amani is the one person who might change that. The calm in the chaos of his life. But past mistakes, danger, and rising fame won't let him have peace easily. In a world that's always ready to break them, can they hold on to what really matters?

Prosper Klarity Athens was supposed to say I do to the man she loved-until the doors of her wedding burst open and a stranger with a devil's smile claimed her as his wife. Kapone Symeer St. James doesn't ask. He takes. And what he takes has already been promised to him in blood. Bound by a vow made before Prosper ever took her first breath, she's forced into a marriage she never agreed to with a man who rules California's streets by fear alone. Kapone is power, control, and calculated violence-everything Prosper swore she'd never bow to. But when lies, betrayal, and obsession start bleeding from inside her own family, Prosper is forced to confront the truth: The real danger isn't the man who claimed her... It's the ones who want to destroy what she's becoming. In a world where love is lethal, loyalty is bought in blood, and obsession is the purest form of devotion-Prosper must decide if she'll keep running from the darkness... Or sit beside it on the throne.

❛𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒆?❜ he asked, voice low like it wasn't meant for nobody but her. 𝒛𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐡 didn't speak, just tilted her head a little and stepped in close. she traced one of the tattoos on his arm, finger light like a whisper...when she finally looked up, slow and lazy, doe eyes glinting beneath her lashes--she kissed the corner of his mouth. once, twice--then pulled back. 𝒐𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐢 smirked. ❛𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒔𝒐.❜ ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ She doesn't speak-not out loud, not anymore. Zariah Hart's been quiet since the night she lost everything, and moving to The Palisade at Skyview Apartments was supposed to give her a fresh start. No expectations. No questions. Just peace. But peace gets complicated when a man like Omarion Jordan starts showing up in it. He's nothing like she expected. Tatted, quiet, with eyes that read people better than they speak. A mechanic with a past he doesn't explain-and a presence that says more than his mouth does. He doesn't ask about her silence. She doesn't flinch at his reputation. Somehow, that's enough. What starts as simple glances turns into shared space. What feels like comfort turns to something neither of them planned for. But Atlanta doesn't forget what people try to bury. And sometimes, the loudest truth is the one you never say out loud. 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃: 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐄 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓

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𝐓𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐧? 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐏𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐡'𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝. Phaith devoted her life to her father's church, she was known for her dedication and unwavering faith, always following the teachings that had built her upbringing. However, as she entered her twenties, Phaith began to experience feelings that left her confused. Phaith wanted to explore these feelings, to understand herself better, but she worried deeply about the consequences. The thought of disappointing her father along with the church community that had been her foundation weighed heavily on her heart. Torn between her desire to embrace her true self and her commitment to her faith. Ultimately, she is searching for a way to align her heart with her belief. @-𝐊𝐀𝐘𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐀 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬.

in Oak Cliff, love doesn't grow quietly. It collides. Love Me follows two teenagers chasing escape in different ways one through money, one through music while pretending they don't need what the other represents. sometimes love isn't enough. sometimes it's everything.