"I got one big ass album for you, It got over 900 pictures of you." He confessed making her jaw drop. "Do you even be picking out the best pictures and delete the rest of the ugly ones??" She looked at him in shock. "Fuck no, I keep every picture of you." He said while opening the house door and let her walk in first. "You're so crazy inlove, it's okay though me too." She smiled softly at him. "I thought you only liked me a lil bit." He locked the doors and followed her to the bedroom. "I changed my mind. I can do that." She flipped her hair over her shoulder and walked in the bedroom. "Type shit." He laughed and shook his head at her. Messiah was so deeply in love with Juani, nobody could tell him anything about her. He loved her with all his heart and felt like she was the reason he had smiled so much in what felt like forever. 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝- March 20, 2024 𝐏𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝- March 24, 2024 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝-June 16, 2024 @𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒✰

"𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞..." Trinity knew that love wasn't easy. She had witnessed it before. She saw the ache it brought, the consideration it needed and she knew the toll it took on a person mentally. The girl had vowed herself that she would never fall in love. She didn't need a reason to grow resentment. But sometimes, when done right, love didn't look like its expectations. Sometimes, it came slowly and forcefully in a way that you just can't stop. Her grandmother had always told her that one day she would meet someone who would sweep her off her feet. Trinity laughed. Told her that would never happen as long as men kept giving her reasons to think the opposite. But when the right person comes, they will give you a thousand reasons to love them even when you try not to. 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟐 𝐎𝐅 '𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐄' 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒

After moving to Chicago to start a new life, Sveya isn't looking for nothing beyond a fresh start. Between church, school, and learning how to exist without losing herself, her life feels limited...until she meets Solomon.

"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

Ameira was a girl who practically lived in her own world where everything was about her. She didn't boast about it though, she just knew that it was her world and everyone else was living in it. You couldn't necessarily blame her though. She was the baby of the family, always being pampered and spoiled, always getting everything she wanted and desired. Being raised from money made her understand that with a little bit of cash, everything can be handled. When she opened a little floral shop out of boredom, but then it began bringing in real money. Which led her to becoming a florist in Miami, thanks to her parents having money all she needed was a little input from her father and her business was top in Miami. That's where she came across Khiyan. Khiyan who wasn't raised from money, who was forced to raise his siblings and pave the way to get the money that he has now. He knew the dangers of the world, having to fight and even go as far as murder. When Khiyan was driving down just trying to get from one place to another. But then boom. His car jolted forward when another car hit the back of his. He automatically exited his vehicle ready to ruin someone else's day just as much as they ruined his. But when he came across the sweet florist? Oh he knew he had to get her. MY SWEET AMEIRA.

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Just a girl NOT trying to find love. "Oh wow." Patrick and Dontay said at the same time, getting up walking into the kitchen. Kelsey soon followed with big eyes and a smile, while Zakai watched Amiri's facial expressions morph. He slowly slid close to Amiri behind Zakori's back, catching about five seconds of Zakori laying on her side thrashing a small purple dildo, covered in cum, into her greedy pussy. He also saw the black rose toy she had pressed against her clit. She was oiled to perfection but what took the cake was the glimpse of the green plug she had inserted in her butt. The timer set on Kelsey's phone went off making Zakori quickly jack her phone from Amiri. She then realized Zakai had also saw something because he was now behind her instead of on side of her. They both looked at her shocked. "Oh you be tearing that lil muhfucka up, huh?" Zakai said with dazed eyes, head tilted. She quickly grabbed his lips and pinched them together. "Speak nothing of this." She said looking between the two, embarrassed.

𝔦'𝔪 𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔬 𝔟𝔢𝔩𝔦𝔢𝔳𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔦 𝔪𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔟𝔢 𝔤𝔬𝔡𝔰 𝔣𝔞𝔳𝔬𝔯𝔦𝔱𝔢 ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴛʜᴇ ANGEL ᴏꜰ ꜰᴏʀᴋꜱ ᴄᴀʟɪꜰᴏʀɴɪᴀ ᴀᴄᴄɪᴅᴇɴᴛᴀʟʟʏ ɢᴇᴛꜱ ɪɴᴠᴏʟᴠᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴠᴀᴍᴘɪʀᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴇʀᴇᴡᴏʟꜰ ʙᴜꜱɪɴᴇꜱꜱ. multiple x fem!oc

noun the state of being calm, peaceful, and untroubled Something Maleeya never felt, having to move from state to state due to her father being in the navy, Maleeya never knew true peace, that was until she moves to Atlanta and runs into Nasir.