❝ It's 2 AM, it's 2 AM and I'm on you, you, you, you. Thinkin bout you. Never knew another nigga that I want bad as I want you, baby. It's 2 AM and I confess I want you ❞ A book full of very nasty one shots.

18 year old Nevaeh has always played by the rules. But rules don't matter when Kentrell Gaulden enters the room-Miami's most feared drug kingpin, manipulative, untouchable, and impossible to resist. Soft, cautious, and loyal, Nevaeh should run... but she doesn't. And in his world, no one stays innocent for long.

"you're married. I can't be a mistress, I don't wanna settle for somebody's else's property. You have to let me go." konamie sniffled, wiping the tears that spilled from her eyes. Kentrell grabbed her wrist, pulling her closer to him. "you not a mistress, nami. Please just give me a chance to fix all this. I don't wanna let you go. I love you." but he also loved her and he can't have both so what he pose to do. HIS MISSES, HIS MISTRESS.

Trinity has learned that love can be soft... until it isn't. She wasn't looking for forever when Kysean stepped into her life-loud laughter, warm touch, dangerous past and all. But somehow he became the one thing she never thought she'd have: a place to rest her heart. They loved each other in a way the world didn't always understand. A way that felt too deep, too heavy, too fragile to survive the streets that shaped them. And somewhere between the late-night confessions, the promises whispered against skin, and the secrets Kysean kept buried, something changed. Something broke. Now Trinity moves through her days with a quiet ache, carrying the weight of a love she can't speak on and memories she can't escape. People say she's colder now, softer in places she used to be strong, strong in places she used to be soft. But they don't know what she lost. What she lived through. What she loved enough to grieve forever. Kysean left her with questions she'll never get answers to and a silence that feels louder than his voice ever did. And as Trinity tries to rebuild the pieces of herself he touched, she learns the hardest truth of all: Grief is nothing but love persevering. Now she must decide whether to hold on to the love that changed her, or finally let go of the ghost that still has her heart. ©️

❝𝖨𝖥 𝖸𝖮𝖴 𝖫𝖨𝖪𝖤 𝖸𝖮𝖴𝖱 𝖢𝖮𝖥𝖥𝖤 𝖧𝖮𝖳, 𝗟𝗘𝗧 𝗠𝗘 𝗕𝗘 𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗥 𝗖𝗢𝗙𝗙𝗘𝗘 𝗣𝗢𝗧. 𝖸𝖮𝖴 𝖢𝖠𝖫𝖫 𝖳𝖧𝖤 𝖲𝖧𝖮𝖳𝖲 𝖡𝖠𝖡𝖤, 𝗜 𝗝𝗨𝗦𝗧 𝗪𝗔𝗡𝗡𝗔 𝗕𝗘 𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗥𝗦.❞ SHORT/QUICK STORY 𝐃𝐄𝐂 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐

❝ 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐌𝐄, 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐌𝐘 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐎𝐋𝐃. ❞ DISCONTINUED

✩°｡⋆⸜ 🪩 ✮: 𝐒 𝐘 𝐍 𝐎 𝐏 𝐒 𝐈 𝐒 : ᴀᴜʀᴏʀᴀ ꜱɪɴᴄʟᴀɪʀ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴛᴇᴘ ɪɴᴛᴏ ɴᴏʙᴏᴅʏ'ꜱ ꜱᴘᴏᴛʟɪɢʜᴛ. ꜱʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇ Qᴜɪᴇᴛ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴇᴇʀ ᴛᴇᴀᴍ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ, ꜱᴏꜰᴛ-ꜱᴘᴏᴋᴇɴ, ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ ꜱᴛᴀɴᴅɪɴɢ ɴᴇxᴛ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʀ ʙᴇꜱᴛ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ ᴅᴀʀɪʏᴀʜ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀᴘᴛᴀɪɴ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏʙᴏᴅʏ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴏʀ ʙᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ. ᴛʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ'ꜱ ᴋᴀᴍᴀʀɪ ɢᴀᴜʟᴅᴇɴ ꜱᴛᴀʀ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀꜱᴋᴇᴛʙᴀʟʟ ᴛᴇᴀᴍ, ʟᴏᴜᴅ ʟᴏᴜɪꜱɪᴀɴᴀ ᴇɴᴇʀɢʏ, ᴄᴀᴍᴘᴜꜱ ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴀʀɪʏᴀʜ'ꜱ ʟᴏɴɢᴛᴇʀᴍ ʙᴏʏꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ... ᴀᴛ ʟᴇᴀꜱᴛ ᴏɴ ᴘᴀᴘᴇʀ. ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇᴅ ᴅᴏᴏʀꜱ, ᴛʜᴇʏ'ʀᴇ ʜᴀɴɢɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ʙʏ ᴀ ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴅ. ꜱᴏ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴀᴜʀᴏʀᴀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴋᴀᴍᴀʀɪ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛ ᴄʀᴏꜱꜱɪɴɢ ʟɪɴᴇꜱ ᴛʜᴇʏ ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ʙᴇ ɴᴇᴀʀ, ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ꜱʜɪꜰᴛꜱ. ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜɪɴɢ. ʀᴜᴍᴏʀꜱ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛ ꜰᴏʀᴍɪɴɢ. ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴇʀꜰᴇᴄᴛ ᴘɪᴄᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴅᴀʀɪʏᴀʜ ʙᴜɪʟᴛ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛꜱ ᴄʀᴀᴄᴋɪɴɢ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ɪɴꜱɪᴅᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ.