"ion give a fuck, she all mines no matter how much we argue."

𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 a girl who went from Detroit to Chicago is a new student at her new Highschool where she meets a couple of kids but later finds out one of the boy who wanted to talk to turns out to her brother

𝗜 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝘀𝗺𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝖿̶𝖾̶𝖺̶𝗋̶𝗌̶.

" If I'm not the one, then I'm the best mistake u ever had "

jeff is set to kill one of his female opps who's collecting bloodhound bodies. though genesis is the least catchable back door females in the raq, he is a fein for her demise. will he get that or will he uncover more desires in the midst?

Esme Presley always despised her clumsiness, it was inconvenient and an embarrassing trait to have as an adult. Little did she know her burden may have been a blessing in disguise... bwbm urbanromance agegap

Watched the world from the sidelines, had nothing to prove, till you came into my life, gave me something to lose.

￶￶ ￶ ￶ ￶ ￶𝗈𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 & 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋

𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐈𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄: Just a regular girl who braids hair, has her own little shop to do what she loves, braiding, chatting and living a peaceful life, happy with her small world, until Kay Flock the well-known drill rapper walks into her shop.

"She never asked to be chosen second. He never asked to love soft." Ka'Lani Simone Harris spent her whole life watching boys pick her brownskin twin, Imani, first. Every text, every glance, every "you cute but..." - it all ended the same. But when Juelz Amir Thompson steps into her world - quiet, tattooed, hood-smart, and realer than any man she's known - he flips her entire mindset. Only... Ka'Lani ain't sure if he really sees her, or just another shadow of her sister. Juelz got demons. A past that moves quiet but dangerous. And love? That shit was never part of the plan. But Ka'Lani pulls something out of him nobody's ever touched - not his exes, not his block, not even his blood. Now the city watching. Girls throwing shade. Secrets resurfacing. And his enemies? They don't like seeing him soft. But love like this? Ain't soft. It's bold. It's bruised. And it refuses to be background. This ain't no fairytale. This is hood love