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𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘭𝘺𝘻𝘦𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦, 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘶𝘧𝘧𝘰𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥.

Sincere Barlett, a man in his twenties, simply searching for a regular secret security job. His life took an unexpected turn when he came across a strange being he never even knew existed. This meeting took him into a confusing world where nothing seemed real anymore. As Sincere tried to understand this new situation, he began to question everything he thought he knew. He found himself caught up in a complicated story, leaving him to wonder: 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠? @-𝐊𝐀𝐘𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐀 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬.

Just as Annabeth's hands reached to grab the back of her jacket, Sonya pivoted smoothly, one arm coiling around Annabeth's waist like a whip. There was a sharp gasp-Annabeth's-and then her spine slammed against the edge of the bar, the breath knocked clean from her chest. Sonya's forearm pressed hard across her collarbone, pinning her in place with infuriating ease. "If you wanted my attention, sugar, all you had to do was ask," Sonya murmured, her voice sultry and rough, lips inches from Annabeth's. "Get off me," Annabeth snarled, squirming beneath her hold. Sonya arched a brow, leaning in even closer until her body molded against the younger woman's-thigh to thigh, hip to hip. "You're feistier than the girls next door," she whispered against the shell of Annabeth's ear, her breath hot. "Careful now, Anna. I've always had a thing for resistance." Annabeth jerked against her, face twisting in rage. "Let. Me. Go. You stink of whiskey and whores," she spat, kicking against Sonya's shin. Sonya didn't flinch. "Say please," she drawled, her voice silk and steel, utterly unbothered. "Manners go a long way in this town." "Never," Annabeth hissed.

❛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

𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘬𝘦𝘱𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘦. 𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟔

Ximora ends up falling in love with someone she's not supposed to and unexpected consequences come along with her love.. 𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐙𝐘 ✍︎︎ © -𝙼𝙾𝙽𝙴𝚈𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚂𝙴𝚁 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙳𝚄𝙲𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽

The story of how a shy elementary teacher still exploring her sexuality becomes involved with two of her student's mother. - *Contains strong language, mention of alcohol abuse, and mature scenes solely for the purpose of the storyline I own all the rights to this story. This story is a work of fiction. All characters, names, businesses, events, and incidents are the work of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. - *Originally had over 1 million reads *The story is completed but a rewrite is being considered in the future !! The original cover has been changed. Full credit goes to the owner of the photo (found on Pinterest)

Temptation had always been Lily's hamartia... Just starting her final year of high school, never did she expect to plummet so deep and become so sinfully bound to someone so narcotic yet maliciously heavenly as her. Consequences so seemingly inconsequential, it was futile for Lily to ignore the allure of such an elegant woman. After all, how could she defy a connection so transcendent beyond what words can fathom, and something so... 𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘵. 𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐱 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞. [tw: sex, violence, mature themes, drugs, mental health, self-harm, death.]

Zora Sterling has everything, she is beautiful, she is rich, her parents own the school everyone would kill to get in to, the only thing that makes Zora tick is Jade Winslow, the low life no one who shouldn't even be there, Zora has to break her, ruin her and destroy everything still alive inside her until she runs back to where she came from, far away from her sight. Jade Winslow was lucky enough to get in a school like this with a scholarship, because this way she'll most likely get into her dream school Crownridge in England, that's the only thing that keeps her going that she only needs to survive one more year, only needs to survive one more year with Zora Sterling, who represents everything she hates. It's one more year, everything will go smoothly without any complications, right?