"Ian like these other niggas shawty, ion think you can handle a nigga like me". "This ain't no Fairytale love story shawty, everything don't just fall in place" "You the first person I fell in love with" "Imma hood nigga, ion know how to love"...... ___________________________________________ " I may be a street nigga, that don't mean I don't know how to treat a girl right" "I'm a street nigga, not no fuck nigga" "I'm not them other niggas up in Texas. I'm a real nigga" "This just a hood love story baby girl. You're my queen and I'm yo king."...

"Darlin' I don't wish you well when you ain't with me, I want you cryin'. I know it's wrong but I just got to be honest" - Brent Fayiaz *I don't own any pics or vids*

Both of them were just looking for sex until feelings got involved, secrets unfolded, and unconditional love was thrown into their whirlwind of violence, trust issues, and revenge. No matter the circumstances, the two were drawn together like magnets; the attraction between them was undeniable. There's just two problems: he has a fiancé and she's the type to hit it and quit it. Dallas Jacobs goes through hell and back to keep Milani Ross in his life. Every time, shit gets sweet there's always someone lurking in the shadows, waiting to get their revenge. His friendships and relationships are put to the test when he's threatened by having his deepest, darkest secrets exposed. Just when he has it all, he loses it within the blink of an eye. He quickly learns a valuable life lesson: "An eye for an eye mentality doesn't solve anything. It just makes the whole world blind." **** -Urban Romance❤️ -18+ DISCLAIMER: The images used in this book are not mine. They are used for the sole purpose of portraying characters and will not be used by me, outside of wattpad. The information in this book is fictional and is not affiliated with any of the face claims in this book. In other words, the information is about the fictional characters in the book, NOT about the face claims that are portraying the characters.

Delete the old version of me in your head please, I'm not her anymore.

A promise. It seems like the simplest thing in the world to keep. But so often, they're broken, empty and hollow. They seem like the easiest thing in the world to believe, but after the words are left out to bleed, after they leave you waiting and wanting, after all the emptiness and hollow words-how are you going to believe the one who actually say what they mean?

you're just too good to be true... can't take my eyes off of you.

noun: weakness. /ˈwēknəs/ -a person or thing that one is unable to resist or likes excessively.

Before I could walk away completely, he grabbed my arm and pushed me against the wall. My wrists were caught in his grasp as he placed them above my head. I tried my best to avoid eye contact with him, knowing that if I didn't, I'd fall under his spell. My face held a blank stare not trying to give him the satisfaction that he actually had an affect on me. His cool breath spread across my face while his eyes roamed over my body. "Why the fuck do you make it so hard for someone to like you?"I kept my mouth closed irritated that he was actually talking this way to me."How hard is it to show some consideration for others?" "That's rich coming from a nigga who when he first met me, didn't even shake my hand. You're an arrogant, egotistical, asshole, who thinks the only place for a woman is on your penis." "At least I'm not a self centered, power hungry, bitch." "Fuck you."Before I realized what happened, his lips were on mine. The sweet taste of mint gum was being absorbed by my taste buds. Coming down from my high, I pushed him away. Both of us touched our bottom lips looking at each other in confusion.

"Know it's hard to trust but we've been through to much shit, we can't give up." Risk It All On Love.

It's called 'Back to Reality', you'll see why it says that soon