COMPLETED "You tryna fuck suhm?" "No Assiana. Watch the movie" "Mm..... I think you're lying" she hummed as her hand moves up to his hard on, massaging it. Ares sucks in a breath of air at the action, before looking at her. "If you knew anything about me, you'd know my dick is always hard around you. Now get off, you're high" A cliche thug love story? Nah, not even close. _______________________________________________ Assiana always hated thugs, especially their lifestyle. And Ares couldn't stand older girls, having seen that if a girl is too good to be true- it was often exactly that. Put these two together in a house and as expected, they clash. But will these enemies turn lovers? And how will that love fare, amidst possessiveness, jealousy, toxicity and betrayal. With a boy fighting addiction and a girl struggling with mental health, will they be able to help each other? Or will everything come crashing down around them, in a world that has already proven itself less than kind. Read to find out. Thug Like You- Highest ranks: #1 in thuglove #5 in violence ______________________________________________ (I suck at descriptions. I promise it's good. JUST GIVE IT A READ😓🌸❤️🙏)

"You got three seconds to open this door before I kick that bitch in," a deep voice growled through the wood. Zamara's heart jumped. She wasn't expecting nobody-especially not a man with a voice that rough and mean. "Nigga, who the fuck-" she started, yanking the door open. And immediately regretted it. He stood there like a shadow from hell. Tall. Broad. Tatted. And mad as fuck. A black hoodie hugged his body, revealing a Glock tucked at his hip. "Where. The fuck. Is Kyndall?" he asked low and slow. Zamara crossed her arms over her chest, attitude activated. "I don't know, and I damn sure ain't scared of you standing here mean-mugging like you somebody daddy." A smirk curled on his lips. "You should be scared, ma." Then he leaned in, real close. "But lucky for you... I don't hit women. I just fuck 'em crazy and make sure they don't walk right for three days." Her breath caught, but her mouth didn't. "Boy, please." "You gon' be sayin that from my bed soon. Watch."

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In which I wrote imagines bout fine shytt

Seven chaotic roommates, three enemies-to-lovers pairs, and way too many stolen hoodies. Love was never part of the lease-but neither was catching feelings for your favorite annoyance.

"Fine shyt , pretty face , adorable"

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