𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞..

"Tempting Fate" follows Sienna, a stripper trapped in an abusive relationship with her dangerous boyfriend, Rico. When she meets the captivating and confident Trevon at the club, she's drawn to him despite her hesitations. Their chemistry is undeniable, but Sienna keeps her distance, fearing the consequences of betraying Rico. As Trevon pursues her, offering a world of love and security, Sienna finds herself torn between the man who hurts her and the one who could save her. When Trevon uncovers the truth about Rico's abuse, he takes drastic action to protect Sienna, forcing her to make a life-altering decision. Will she risk everything for a chance at true love, or remain in the toxic web she's familiar with? 𝐂𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐲:LADYTRILLDGAFF Read boo :)

Y'all this my first time ever writing other than for school but reading different stories on wattpad inspired me to give it a try. So bare with me please 😩😂vote and comment so I can get feedback and improve the little skills I have

I thought i was out I really did. Until you showed up at my doorstep after 2 years with that same damn mean mug that your fans think is sexy, but I know the truth. You are evil and manipulative. You know exactly how to get to me even after all these years. I knew it was about to get much worse as soon as you seen Kairo standing behind me. The son I left with in my stomach and never told you about. "Rian give me on reason why I shouldn't beat yo ass in front of all your neighbors right now"

Reign didn't have any friends except her sister and that was barely. She had been bullied all of her life and it got worse whe she started highschool. The one boy she like never payed her attention or even noticed her. She had always dreamed of dating him but that dream was crushed when he started dating her bully. She stays to herself and doesn't talk to anyone. The only friend she ever had became popular and he hasn't spoke to him since. So now she has no one but herself. Getting her to talk is like getting a fat kid to lose weight. She doesn't talk to anyone so they students call her mute mouth.she felt like she never had a reason to talk to anyone because the conversation would only be irrelevant

Description Jayla has spent years walking on eggshells in a relationship that looks perfect from the outside but feels like a prison behind closed doors. Trapped between obligation to her family and the control of a man who pays their bills, her dreams of freedom and love have faded into background noise. When her childhood crush, Shaq now a rising music producer returns to Jamaica, he awakens the part of her that still believes in more. With every beat he makes and every truth he speaks, Jayla finds herself remembering who she used to be before the fear, before the silence, before the bruises no one sees. But leaving isn't simple. Martin won't let her go easily. And the past has a way of showing up, especially when love starts looking real. Torn between survival and self-worth, loyalty and liberation, Jayla must decide: Will she keep living someone else's version of love or finally risk everything for her own? First love, last escape is a raw, emotional tale of healing, passion, and the power of reclaiming your voice when the world tells you to stay quiet.

A love story between two person that can't bring themselves to be together. Read to find out what happens😉.

BOOK ONE OF THE : Santigo series Nyla Zariah Diaz stood at the edge of her new balcony, overlooking the bustling city of Kingston. The view from Norbrook was nothing like Tivoli Gardens-the air was lighter, the streets quieter, and the people... different. She exhaled, watching the sunset paint the sky in hues of orange and pink. "This is it, Ny," Samoyah said, leaning against the railing beside her. "New life, new opportunities. No more people looking down on you like you don't belong." Mickela nodded, plopping onto the lounge chair. "And no more struggles. We got this, girl." Nyla smiled at her best friends, grateful for their unwavering support. Moving out of her childhood home wasn't easy, but she knew it was necessary. She had bigger dreams-dreams that couldn't grow in a place where people wanted to see her fail. "I just wanna make my mom proud," she murmured, gripping the cool metal of the railing. "And you will," Deja reassured her, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. "You already doing it, Ny. Your nail business is thriving, and your wig page? Blowing up." Nyla nodded. They were right. She had worked too hard to let doubt creep in now. Little did she know, fate had something unexpected in store for her. 9+1.

Every time Isaiah looked at himself in the mirror, he was constantly reminded of the most traumatic moment of his life. He grew to hate himself until Namiko randomly waltzed into his life one day and began teaching him how to love himself again. It was as if she was his second chance. He'd been so pissed off all night to the point where he was physically shaking like a ticking bomb. This one hug from her felt like the rainbow after a severe thunderstorm. He couldn't believe that his sanity really depended on her. He'd never reached this point of love before. She brought him so much peace. That's why he loved her the way that he did; the reason why he couldn't stand to spend a single second away from her and why he depended on her to keep him sane. She was just it; like a breath of fresh air. He never expected the woman that ended up stealing his heart would be a real life Disney Princess wandering cluelessly around New York City; an autistic one, at that.

"You can't see the future. I might have a chance. You don't know for sure." He mumbled, making her expression soften. "M-my mom used to tell me t-that birds still sing even after a storm. Why shouldn't people feel as free t-to delight in whatever sunlight remains to them?" Samir stopped talking for a moment to regather himself so that he didn't stutter, but Nina froze completely. "You don't have to settle with him Nina. It's been five years an-and you're not a-as happy as you should be. You smile differently with me.. and you cry a lot with him. I just think that you deserve to enjoy your time with someone other than h-him for a minute because there's still sunlight out there for you too, even if you can't see it yet." How did he become her source of 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐞 so 𝐞𝐟𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐥𝐲? A short story.