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three's a crowd by salhtwattrr
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love, obsession & deceit. saint, psalm & kataya
𝐌𝐘 π…π€π•πŽπ‘πˆπ“π„ π’πˆπ. by idkaskchris
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𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 πŽππ„ βŒ– π™¨π™–π™¬π™šπ™šπ™©π™žπ™š 𝙭 π™˜π™π™§π™žπ™¨ 𝙗𝙧𝙀𝙬𝙣. ❦ | 𝐔𝐑𝐁𝐀𝐍 π…πˆπ‚π“πˆπŽπ . αΆœΚ°Κ³β±α΅ƒα΅α΅’βΏα΅—α΅‰ ʳᡉᡃˑ ᡍʰᡉᡗᡗᡒ 𝐌𝐘 π…π€π•πŽπ‘πˆπ“π„ π’πˆπ is a haunting, slow burn descent into the kind of love that feels more like a loaded gun than a safe place to land. Set in the shadows of Los Angeles, where palm trees line the blocks but can't cover up the sirens, body bags & trauma, it follows the twisted, all consuming bond between two souls, two victims of life's circumstances, too damaged to love right, but too addicted to let go. This ain't ALL fiction. It's the unfiltered truth of what happens when love turns toxic, when passion is laced with pain, & when walking away could save your life, but staying feels like the only way to breathe. It's about being hooked on someone who breaks you in pieces, slowly, until you don't even recognize your own reflection. What makes it worse for them? The violence didn't just live outside their door. Both were born into a family war where colors, street names, & grudges were damn near inherited. Their love was always a risk, always a target. They tried to escape it, to build something that didn't echo their past with one other, but still, the pain followed. Loss piled up. Friends, family, pieces of themselves, until even love felt like another battlefield. The streets never really let go of their past. Not when last names are triggers. Not when loyalty is life or death. In this story, heartbreak isn't some poetic lifetime script, it's violent & real. Mental peace is a luxury, & the heart's pull feels more like a curse than a blessing. 𝐌𝐘 π…π€π•πŽπ‘πˆπ“π„ π’πˆπ is for the ones who loved past the red flags, stayed through the damage, & bled for a connection that was never safe to begin with.
π’ππ„π€πŠβ„’οΈ by melaninhoodrat
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"πšπš‘πšŽ πšœπš’πš•πšŽπš—πš πšŒπšŠπš— πš‹πšŽ πš•πš˜πšžπš 𝚝𝚘𝚘." - - most impressive rankingπŸ“Œ #10 in hood - - #3 in hood romance #3 in urban romance #4 in black love #12 in urban
War Zone [ Key Glock Fanfiction ]  by bougiexboogie
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They both love each other...but what they want they can't have...
ππ€π‘π“πˆπ“πˆπŽπ | πŠπ• by jasthepoet
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"Took forty-five minutes to get all dressed up, we ain't even gon' make it to this club."