Zayne Sanchez isn't the average "lady's man", he classifies himself as the most honest of them all: a DAWG. He keeps his view on women and his way of life real as he openly confesses and shares his thoughts with whoever dares to become apart of his domain - his mind. He uses his sex appeal and naturally good looks to make women swoon. However, his life seems to come to an abrupt halt when Promise Taylor, a previous one nightstand, reenters his world. She brings along with her something special that grabs his attention. Love perhaps? Take a glimpse into the mindset of a womanizer, and see if love will ever have it's way with him... Wom•an•iz•er;(woo m-uh-nahy-zer) noun. A philanderer. To participate in the act of sex or flirting with a woman one cannot or will not marry. Mistaken for a man who loves.

Kiora had one goal: enjoy the night, scream every lyric, and lose herself in the energy of a Chris Brown concert. At 21, it felt like the moment she'd waited her whole life for-and with her best friend Harmony by her side, nothing could top it. Or so she thought. One unexpected moment. One wrong hallway. And suddenly, Kiora finds herself backstage... staring into the eyes of the man she never thought she'd meet.

He's the devil in disguise... or so they say. Follow Alex as he navigates life in a way that is foreign to him with a person that he didn't quite know he needed in his life, Cyn.

(Spin off to Do Better) Growing up in Slauson Hills wasn't easy. Losing the man that raised him out a dent in his heart, leaving the family in his hands Chris has his work cut out for him. Avoiding all of these feelings he has for his best friend, those feelings somehow resurface again and Chris soon finds himself in a love rectangle. Jhene is blunt, crazy, but not the one to say too much. She's crazy about the people she cares about, especially Chris. She finds her self moving from her hometown for him, she was bringing out the best in Chris, with her own drama she finds herself having to choose between Chris and another man who she thought had her heart. (COMPLETED)

The perfect man? Impossible, but what happens when she meets the perfect man? He seems too perfect, sweet, caring, loyal, respectful, the only thing wrong is that he doesn't make as much money as she does. (COMPLETED)

A little rusty but still a good read regardless! Kyrie. She was brought up on the rich upper east side of manhattan. Her parents, dad especially always wanted to best for her. Everyone wants to make her this ideal housewife, her boyfriend included but she resents the idea. She wants to branch out and make her own money on her own terms while utilizing her nursing degree in mental health. Christopher. Dropped on his head as a toddler he never really got the chance to experience life. His mother checked him into a mental facility early on and left him there while she continued on with her life. Christopher is kind, sweet, and caring and has wanted nothing more than someone to love him despite his disability. What will happen when Kyrie gets assigned to Christopher?

'Could you tell where my head was at when you found me? Me and you went to hell and back just to find peace.'

"I'm not asking you to choose me over him, I'm asking you to choose love over convenience!" She stared down at her tattooed palms watching as the crimson blood rushed to her clenched fists. His long, perfect fingers grabbed ahold of her hand, placing a trail of kisses along the old English writing. "The world is yours, Mya. I'm just living in it."

Innocence is something that you see in fairytales so is honesty, but that innocent mindset disappears in your teen years. As for Moani's family and friends, they're all going down the same difficult path of finding themselves. Their back story will reveal that their lives aren't so innocent as they perceive to make it. Will there lost innocence cause deprivation to their lives? My grandmother handed me a thorny rose, "Uh-Uh" -she wagged her finger- "Be careful it has thorns now, they'll cut you." I nodded my head and held the rose in the palms of my hands, "You're a Rose Nene.." she said as we continued to walk in her garden. I shook my head, "I'm not a Rose granny, I'm Moani." She chuckled and patted my head before stooping down. She took the Rose from my hands, "You see how beautiful it is..." -she held it to the light as I nodded my head- "...Beautiful just like you, but it has thorns to protect its self from the bad things and people. " "Can Zelda be a Rose too?" I questioned and she moved my thick hair from my face. "Yes, deary everyone is a Rose, but some welt for water." She claimed "I drink a lot of water granny! Ill never welt!" She smiled, "Don't let anyone take your water away, you need it to survive. I do ask that you lead other welting Roses to water." I crinkled my face not understanding her.... "You nothing to me. Fuck you!" he yelled in my face. I sat there looking dumbfounded I was now 3 weeks pregnant. "What you mean?" - I stuttered- "You just mad you don't mean that" He grabbed my chin and leaned in like he was about to kiss me but, roughly pushed my face away. ⚠️ WARNING!!⚠️ Story Contains mature content such as violence, self-harm, abuse, and profanity.

Robyn's irresponsible ways causes her car to run out of gas. With Jaylen being the dick that he is, he doesn't want to give her a ride, but he ends up doing so. Let's see where this wonderful ride takes them :)