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"Move from in front a mi," I say. But it comes out softer. Weaker. More honest than I intended. I'd be on the first plane out of here tomorrow. Nothing that we've said in the past twenty minutes would matter once I am on that plane. We are tied to each other, and our pasts don't have to intertwine any more than they already have. He doesn't move. I step sideways. He mirrors me, like he's tethered to the same gravity. "Kymani-" "Selah" My name in his mouth feels like a dare. A part of me wants it to feel like a promise. I shake the thought. After what feels like a standoff written in the marrow between us, he finally exhales and steps back. Barely. But enough. I don't waste it. I slip from his hold, my heartbeat pounding in my throat, in my ears, in the soles of my feet as I bolt toward the door. I leave him there. Leave the house. Leave the heat still burning between us. And I run. Fast, desperate, the same way I did the first time I left this place. The same way I survived. I don't look back. Not at him. Not at the house. Not at the version of myself that's still trembling inside those walls. Not anymore.

Love built them. Danger surrounds them. Three years after choosing each other, Naiari and Zayvion are still holding it down and parenting a daughter who fights harder than most grown folks. But peace doesn't last long in their world. Old enemies resurface, new threats slip in unnoticed, and the past has a way of showing up uninvited. As the lines between loyalty and survival blur, Naiari starts to question how much more she's willing to sacrifice for love... and whether love alone is enough.

Remember that regular degular 21-year-old who had it all figured out? Well, surprise! Back to 16 we go, where teenage chaos reigns supreme and I'm just your average girl, in an alternate world as St. Hugh's pride and joy and head girl extraordinate. Then bam! Nickoi Jacobs happened. The notorious bad boy 'Prezzi' and track star from Kingston College. Speeding tickets? Check. Gang banging? Check. Fast life? Check. Heartbreaker? Double check. How did I end up tripping over him in my perfectly planned world? Again... Bwoy, look like we mek fi each other. Nickoi is trouble with a capital T, the epitome of a walking red flag. But that smile? Sends my heart on a math vacation every single time! He's got more baggage than an airport carousel, and yet, there's this pull between us, breaking every rule I've ever known. What's a girl to do when Mr. Wrong feels so right? Hmm, well dive into the drama because with Nickoi, logic's on vacation and my heart's along for the ride. When it comes to him, Life's anything but predictable. So strap in, folks. Yuh think you see nutt'n yet? Think again. Ready for the twists and turns of "Not My Type 3 the Alternate World"? Because I am! I think?

"How the fuck dis happen and mi have so much ahead a mi!" 𝘠𝘶𝘩 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘺𝘶𝘩 𝘵𝘦𝘬 𝘢 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘨𝘢𝘩 𝘥𝘦𝘮 𝘺𝘢𝘢𝘥 𝘥𝘰𝘦? 𝘔𝘦 𝘈𝘻𝘺𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘢 𝘈𝘯𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘞𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘳 𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘦 at 19 𝘨𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘥?? 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘪 𝘧𝘪 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘮𝘪 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘭 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦! 🏅 #𝟐 (#𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫) - 𝟓/𝟐𝟏/𝟐𝟓 🏅#𝟒 (#𝐧𝐞𝐰𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫) - 𝟓/𝟏𝟓/𝟐𝟓

Preview -> "mi madda deh outta gate" i mutter while he continues leaving hickeys all over my neck. "mi nuh bizniz, just keep quiet." _____________________________________ Miss Margaret good girl wah nuh leff yaad, everybody seh she gwaan like she betta than people. All she do is guh school and come back home. Life good till she cross paths wid Shellaz son and him mek up him mind seh him nah leff ar alone till she deh wid him.

"Ahh fuck Nick tek out sum nuh, u wah kill mi" I moan out as I feel my pussy being stretched out to accomodate Nic's big cock. I moaned out in the pillow and arched my back more as I feel him land a heavy slap to my ass "Come on luv am not even half way in yet" he said in a breathy raspy tone while leaning over to place a delicate kiss on my neck that causes my pussy to automatically clench around him. - This story is about a girl by the name of Nevaeh Thompson that grew up watching people fall in love only to get hurt in the end, to avoid getting hurt and to protect her heart she distanced herself from people, boy especially and never took a chance at love. That was before she met Nikolai Russo a billionaire who gave up on love after he caught his highschool sweetheart in bed with one of his close friends. After that he became distanced and found it hard to trust people. Two damage people that gave up on love but who knows maybe they are what each other need to finally heal and find peace. Join me on a journey filled with a few twist and turns. Will love conquer or will love slowly witter away. ACHEIVEMENTS: #1in creole #5 in gunman #9 in mxf #35 in good girl #42 in Jamaica #307 in mafia #439 in slowburn

"Whats wrong with you?" She asked. Leaning back in my chair I allowed the smoke to exit through my nose. Mi nuh know "Your sick Ai'janie!" She yelled walking away. Mi know