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𝑷𝑹𝑰𝑽𝑨𝑻𝑬, 𝒏𝒐 π’Žπ’‚π’•π’•π’†π’“ π’˜π’‰π’‚π’• 𝟐.𝟎 by genbenwroteit
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π‘·π’“π’Šπ’—π’‚π’•π’† 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒅 π’ƒπ’π’π’Œ
𝐈𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 by eyeluvboof
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Amaris moving to Chicago with her brother starting her new college life and gets tangled up in a life of secrets
Concrete & Silk by kayytricceee
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STORY ON PAUSE!!! When the streets raise you hard, and love tries to soften the blow... Kael Carter is the king of the block-a drug empire under his command, respect in every corner, and loyalty that runs deeper than blood. Feared by many and trusted by few, Kael isn't used to wanting anything he can't control. But when he crosses paths with Amira Brooks, a successful, soft-spoken nurse with a sharp tongue and a softer heart, he finds himself craving something the streets never taught him how to hold: real love. Amira lives a life of discipline, luxury, and peace earned through years of hustle and heartbreak. She's plus-size, proud, and not interested in being anyone's project or prize. When Kael enters her world-hood charm, quiet power, and a dangerous past in tow-he turns everything upside down. Despite his intensity, his clinginess, and the ever-present shadow of his baby mother, something in him makes her pause. He's rough. She's refined. He runs the block. She runs the halls of the ER. And in a world where loyalty often masquerades as love, both will have to learn the difference. With jealousy brewing, secrets rising, and emotions growing deeper than either expected, Kael and Amira must decide if love is worth the risk-or just another loss waiting to happen.
Protection by LayLemons2
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"I'll always love and protect you"
4 You by trintheebrat_
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a traphouse production #5 "Nothing in this world that I ever wanted more, nothing like them girls you ever loved before."
Built From Broken by braatasf
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A young mother rebuilds her life after heartbreak, only to fall for a quiet street dude who teaches her love all over again but they struggle to deal with the reality of his lifestyle. Started: 4/13/25 Second time writing this as it was deleted the first time.
Inmate 524937 by braatasf
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Milan, a successful lash tech in Atlanta, meets Saint, a man serving time in prison, through a random TikTok Live.
Through the 305 by efelons
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"Everybody had something to say about us. A senior and a scammer? They swore it wouldn't last. But we ain't built like them. We don't fold under pressure. We ride through the hate, through the chaose, through the 305 together."
Nova by aphroditesdesires
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A gang banger and a stripper what can go wrong?...
beneath his gun  by Cynthia944138
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She was hired to care for his children, not capture his heart. Imani Blake thought she was just a temporary babysitter-just a curvy, quiet 22-year-old doing her job and staying out of trouble. She didn't expect her boss to be Massimo Rossetti, the cold, dangerous, and devastatingly gorgeous head of the Italian mafia. He didn't want a babysitter. He didn't want her smile, her softness, or the way she made his broken sons laugh. And he definitely didn't want to feel something for her. But some things-like fate, lust, and love-can't be controlled. And once Massimo decides Imani is his, nothing and no one-not her innocence, not her fear, not the blood in his world-can stop him from claiming her. Even if it means war Teaser: Watching her try to move was the sexiest fucking thing I'd ever seen. She lifted her hips awkwardly, dropped down with a soft moan. I groaned, tightening my grip. "Just like that. Keep going." Her hands clutched my chest, nails digging into my skin. Her movements were unsure-slow, stuttering, but so goddamn raw. Pure. And then she found the right angle. She gasped. "Oh-right there," she whimpered. "There?" I asked, thrusting up a little. "You mean here?" She screamed. Fuck. I did it again. Her thighs shook. "You gonna come for me, baby?" I whispered against her mouth. "I-I don't know," she cried out. And then- Her body jerked, legs trembling as she squirted all over me. Eyes wide, mouth open in shock. "Oh my God," she gasped, covering her face. She tried to pull away. "Did I just-?" "Yes," I growled, flipping her onto her back. "And you're gonna do it again."