𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘒𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘺𝘯 𝘢𝘥𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘛𝘢𝘺𝘵𝘶𝘮 𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴-𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘮 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨. 𝘛𝘢𝘺𝘵𝘶𝘮 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘵 𝘒𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘺𝘯, 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨. "𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦, 𝘒𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘺𝘯." 𝘏𝘦 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘶𝘱 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘺, 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘛𝘢𝘺𝘵𝘶𝘮. "𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘵, 𝘛𝘎." (𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝗶𝗻 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝗺𝘆 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝗯𝗼𝗼𝗸, 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗷𝘂𝗱𝗴𝗲😬)

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"𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫" - hunxho

Micah and Maila love story.

"𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥..." Poet was used to being the second choice. Actually, she was used to not being chosen at all. The girl blended into the background easily, it had always been that way. Sometimes, passion wasn't enough to put you in the spotlight and she was okay with that. Riot had always carried the weight of his mother's ways on his shoulders. He was the oldest son. The protector. The rock. He never would have thought these things to push him closer than ever to his soulmate. Not when he wasn't even sure what he wanted his own love story to look like. Their love was never expected to be but maybe it was supposed to happen that way. 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟏 𝐎𝐅 '𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐄' 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒

"𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘵𝘢, 𝘴𝘰 𝘐 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘳." 𝖠𝖯𝖱𝖨𝖫 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟥 － 𝖠𝖴𝖦𝖴𝖲𝖳 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟥

just a typical highschool love story

"Your gun, Christian," I whispered breathlessly, the reality of who he was momentarily flashing in my mind. Even in bed, he was a dangerous man. He didn't stop. I felt the vibration of a low, dark smile against my skin before he spoke, his voice grazing my ear. "Gun's under the pillow," he whispered. ౨ৎ Lelani, 20 never asked for chaos. She wanted a quiet life, a clean future, and a chance to finally breathe. Christian, 24 was the kind of man she promised herself she would never get close to dangerous, secretive, and tied to a world she has no business stepping into. But fate doesn't care about warnings. And he's not good at letting go. Something about her pulls him in. Something about him keeps her from walking away. All she knows is this: The boy she shouldn't want is the only one who touches her right.

- 𝐍𝐎𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐒 𝐖𝐇𝐘 𝐖𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐖𝐄 𝐃𝐎 ..

"𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙩𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙝𝙤𝙚 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙖 𝙝𝙤𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪" 18 year old Nyela grabs the attention of a fuck boy, street nigga named Kadrell. What lengths will they go to have one another? Can bad habits be tamed? Or can good habits be RETRAINED. 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨: •𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙘𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙨 •𝘽𝙖𝙙 𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙪𝙖𝙜𝙚 •𝙎𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙥𝙞𝙘𝙨 •𝙎𝙚𝙭𝙪𝙖𝙡 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩 •𝙑𝙞𝙤𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 #1 in love #2 in trenches #3 in urbanfiction #6 in lifeordeath