"B-But no, why did you hit my mommy?!" The six year old boy whimpered to his dad, earning himself a hard slap onto his face. "Stop fucking crying, you are a boy you can't be shedding no tear like you some type of bitch, you hear me?" The father hovered his height over his son, winning dominance. "Now get ya soft ass on," and with that, Horace did as told, taking off in embarrassment. © A NARDO WICK FANFICTION.

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

જ⁀➴ IN WHICH A psychiatrist falls for her patient, a troubled rapper and love crosses the line between doctor and patient.

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Kaylani has the perfect life everyone else wants-fiancée, career, parents approval. Azariah has the freedom Kaylani secretly craves. When a night at Club Mirage forces their worlds to collide, desire sparks, lies unravel, and Kaylani must choose: the life she was given... or the life she actually wants.

𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 🥀 an urban fanfiction She was supposed to stay focused- sold-out shows, flashing lights, a dream she fought too hard for. But then she met him. Kentrell Gaulden. All red eyes, heavy drawl, and a smirk that stuck in her head long after the stage lights faded. A chance encounter backstage becomes glances in hotel lobbies, stolen words at pit stops, and a late-night text that changes everything. Now Mariah Amani Buckles has to decide- is he just another distraction? Or the one man who could love her like she never knew love before. ✦ trust. loyalty. chaos. fame. ✦

First time we fucked, we ain't really plan it.. But now I'll be making love to you through him...

❛𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒆?❜ he asked, voice low like it wasn't meant for nobody but her. 𝒛𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐡 didn't speak, just tilted her head a little and stepped in close. she traced one of the tattoos on his arm, finger light like a whisper...when she finally looked up, slow and lazy, doe eyes glinting beneath her lashes--she kissed the corner of his mouth. once, twice--then pulled back. 𝒐𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐢 smirked. ❛𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒔𝒐.❜ ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ She doesn't speak-not out loud, not anymore. Zariah Hart's been quiet since the night she lost everything, and moving to The Palisade at Skyview Apartments was supposed to give her a fresh start. No expectations. No questions. Just peace. But peace gets complicated when a man like Omarion Jordan starts showing up in it. He's nothing like she expected. Tatted, quiet, with eyes that read people better than they speak. A mechanic with a past he doesn't explain-and a presence that says more than his mouth does. He doesn't ask about her silence. She doesn't flinch at his reputation. Somehow, that's enough. What starts as simple glances turns into shared space. What feels like comfort turns to something neither of them planned for. But Atlanta doesn't forget what people try to bury. And sometimes, the loudest truth is the one you never say out loud. 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃: 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐄 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓