I can't let go, she mean more than my "h*es" Ninety-nine overall, she 𝙋𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙤.

India Amara Brooks is used to controlling how the world sees her. Saint Calloway sees things differently-he notices what others miss. When their worlds collide during an Atlanta campaign shoot, lines blur between professional and personal. And suddenly, being seen isn't as simple as it used to be. -lifewindia©️

Carmen Davis works at a Suicide Hotline Company, where people take calls from people all around the world that have problems, and thinks of suicide. One day she takes a call from a young boy, Kentrell Gaulden. And somehow, they manage to connect.

𝐀 𝟑𝟖𝐑𝐄𝐈𝐈 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 ™️ ❝ Ion gotta ask you to be my girl, you been mine ❞ 𝐍𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟎

"she party with her friends, but kept her head in them books It never was bout the shape, it always been bout the looks"

He nodded lighting up a blunt and then offered it to me. "Oh nah. I don't smoke." I said. "Why not?" He asked. "Not my thing. I'm more of a drinker." I said pointing at the bottle they had just sitting there. "Go head." He said. I grabbed the bottle and opened it. "You'll take a shot with me?" I asked. "Ion drink ma." He said. "Why not?" I asked. "Not my thing. Im a smoker." He said smirking making me laugh out loud. At that very moment I knew I had fucked up .

Separate not ever you gone be forever mine

Legally, nothing about their relationship was wrong. Morally? That was a different story. She was eleven years older than him, his professor-and yet, she couldn't resist. Kamron, with his irresistible brown eyes, his honeyed voice laced with a hint of southern charm, and a smile that could stop you in your tracks, had her completely ensnared. Robin had seen the way he captivated everyone around him, and now, fate seemed to toy with her: the boy who embodied temptation living just beside her as her next door neighbor, his bedroom window staring straight into hers. Two forbidden hearts. One impossible desire. Window to window.

At Louisiana State University, reputation is everything. Nalani came to Baton Rouge for one thing - her degree. No drama. No distractions. No relationships. Kairo already has everything she doesn't want - fame, attention, and a campus full of girls who know his lyrics better than their textbooks. When a fake relationship turns into the perfect publicity stunt, the rules are simple: no feelings, no complications, no blurred lines. But the one thing they didn't plan for? Each other.

"I don't know this man, I don't know his friends, I don't know his type." No amount of love could replace the past. And they had a lot of that for one another-love that is. The two child hood friends had bonded early on, especially over their love of music. Where one lacked, one had. Mariah was the writer, Kentrell the performer. It's only until a high school talent show that Kentrell performs a song written by his beloved best friend, Mariah...that his career takes off. But it happens to take off without Mariah. And he had promised to take her. Promises were meant to be broken I suppose.