"𝘾'𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙨𝙨" 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘸𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘬 "𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙤 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙮 𝙢𝙖𝙢𝙖"

mal·e·dic·tion /ˌmaləˈdikSHən/ a magical word or phrase uttered with the intention of bringing about evil or destruction; a curse.

"I can't choose I'm sorry" iyana cried wiping her eyes look at both men infront of here "Whatchu mean you can't pick Iyana it ain't that hard" Jaheem sighed dragging his hand down his face, he hated seeing her like this "So Iyana whatchu wanna do" Dontrell asked grabbing her hands " I want you both" Iyana said lifting her head up to look at the both of them. Both Jaheem and Dontrell looked at each other

What you looking at". I say putting the plate in the dishwasher. "Nothing". She says handing me the last dish so I could but it in the dishwasher. I decided to fuck with her so back lil mama into the corner of the kitchen. I lean down towards her ear. "I could feel you starring at me lil mama". I say kissing the skin below her ear I feel lil mama shudder. ******* Key'oni La'shai Davis is a foster child she ran away from the home to Atlanta. One shoot out leaves duchess as a target to a king pin Devil. Through the all out war between Smoke and Devil leaves key'oni to learn the ropes of the game. Ever heard of Bonnie and Clyde yep then let's hear about Duchess and Smoke What happens when love finds its way in to the equation. Will the war between devil and smoke tear their relationship up before it starts? Will everyone stick together or will they disband? Will there be snakes in the grass? Or will the whole thing go down in flames?

"You trust me?" he asked, eyes turning soft once they made contact. "Maj, I-I-" "I said do you trust me, Lucky?" he repeated, voice hard. "...yes," she breathed out, and his next words came without hesitation, sending a chill down her spine. "Then shoot."

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

Lavender has lived her entire life sheltered developing extreme anxiety, what happens when she moves away alone, and meets a professor who sees to her dependency. :') not edited, updates consistently- okay kinda consistently. tysm for giving my book a try & be nice too or else :p

𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙮 - 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙦𝙪𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙮 𝙤𝙧 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙗𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙡 ; 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒎 .

𝐈 𝐝𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞, 𝐓𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭.