My works #3 infatuation /ɪnˌfatjʊˈeɪʃn/ noun an intense but short-lived passion or admiration for someone or something. first it was infatuation, then it was love.

The world is chaotic and cold. No love to give and no warmth to feel. It was easy to live in that kind of world when it was the environment you were raised in-it's just sad for the ones who were thrown into the mix without warning. The only advice you could truly give someone who was new and foreign to that kind of setting is to make sure every choice you make is made with purpose or else, what the hell are you still living for? (❗️𝑃𝑅𝐸𝑉𝐼𝑂𝑈𝑆𝐿𝑌 𝑇𝐼𝑇𝐿𝐸𝐷 𝑍𝑈𝑅𝐼'𝑆 𝑃𝑈𝑅𝑃𝑂𝑆𝐸❗️) ~High Rankings~ #3 africanamerican #1 blackwoman #2 africanamerican

" 𝘪 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥'𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘣𝘢𝘥 𝘪𝘧 𝘪 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘶𝘨𝘴."

𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘶𝘴 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘻𝘺.... 𝘸𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝗰𝗿𝗮𝘇𝘆 𝗶𝗻 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲. 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘸𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘦.... 𝘸𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗮𝗻𝗲 𝘁𝗼𝗴𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿.

Everyone knows how dangerous a killer is, expecially a serial killer

•Completed with incoming edits• "Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies." - Aristotle They say everything happens for a reason, and the universe makes no mistakes. This is a different take on a black love story because we are not a monolith. Warning: This story does include mature content including adult scenes and situations. Please be advised.

"He was a great lion and she was merely a gazelle. He was stalking her in the tall grass, crouching on his mighty hinges, his claws extended, his teeth bared. She sensed him, peered through the tall greenery for him but saw nothing, confusion clouding her senses. Was there nothing there? Was she merely guessing at nothing? Being deceived by her own fear and paranoia? Then she heard a growl, the sound of crunching grass growing near. But she could not run, it was too late, she was pounced on. And then she screamed, her cries ignored, for she was the prey of a predator, a meal for a starving creature." -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ife was gifted, she had sight and the ability to read eyes. She had been taught all her life that soul did not lie... Prince Fumnaya was filled with a growing idleness that he could not seem to fill. No amount of respect or bed partners could quite encompass the void he had in him....until the night he laid eyes on Ife. Moonlight bouncing off of soft brown skin tended to raise any man's libido but what he felt for her was so quick, so carnal, he had to have her. Ife had seen him before, in her dreams, dreams that haunted her constantly, his eyes called to her, beckoned her closer. Begging her to save him, to wash away the melancholy inside him, to brighten his view of the world. All her life, she thought she knew what she was to do, to save other, to give advice . But now that she has fallen into Fumnaya's explosively passionate haze of desire, she is lost. She wants to save him...the need is stronger than anything in the world but his sexual passion frightens her, for his need of her is far too great. Will he fall victim to his dull view on life, tarnishing his soul or will she finally realize that what he needs most in life is her?

Read to find out.

Hendrichs is an egotistical man hiring a skilled mechanic for his automotive shop, more specifically a male mechanic. Shane finds herself going for the interview, with a hundred percent confidence she will get the job. Pride meets Fierce when he does not think she can do the job, nor does he want her to be a part of the business. Wanting to prove the man wrong, and in desperate need for the job, she asks him to allow her to prove her skills and if she does not measure up, she'd resign with immediate effect. With no pay for the work she had done. This is an offer he cannot resist, and thus finds himself taking the offer. What he did not know was that, he had finally met his match. #1 Urban Drama - 07.30.22 #2 poc - 03.23.23 cover by: @xoroyaltywrites