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

𝙄 𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙜𝙖𝙨 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙮𝙤𝙪 #1 in STREETS-20/03/22

Best friends...to lovers...maybe? A gangster love story

-a traphouse production- my works #1 february 2021™️ "that's why i wanna thank you and then give you the best of me ..i can't take back the past but i got the recipe. let's jump on a plane, see the world together..give you my last name, be my girl forever...."

Dave east fanfic w his two girlies 😩

𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 a new teacher walks into a classroom she prayed for, a mother watches her family shift beneath her feet, and a man with blood on his hands tries to keep them clean. until feelings get tangled, truths unravel, and love starts showing up in places it shouldn't.

Maddie Wilson is a quiet, hard-working 17-year-old with strict parents and a talent for doing nails. She stays out of the spotlight, focused on her goals-until she catches the attention of Six, an 18-year-old drug lord known for his dangerous lifestyle, designer clothes, and undeniable charm. Six is trying to provide for his younger siblings while navigating the streets of Chicago, but something about Maddie makes him want more than the life he's always known. Despite coming from two different worlds, their connection is undeniable. What starts as a slow friendship quickly turns into a deep, passionate love. But with exes, street drama, and Six's dangerous past catching up to them, Maddie finds herself pulled into a world she never imagined.

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐟𝐟-𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐲. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 -𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝.

"I know ma. Stop fronting. Tell me you miss me." He kissed her in between his words, in love with the way her brown eyes dazed. "I miss you. And your mouth tastes like pickles." She spoke softly, a smile taking over her face once he laughed. "You wanna taste it again?" He stuck his tongue out at her, and she closed her eyes after sucking it into her mouth. She cradled the side of his face, rubbing over his prominent jawline as the kiss deepened. Dayvon's hands went underneath her tank top, breaking the kiss for a moment to get it off. The way he rubbed on her body made her moan again, missing the feeling of his hands on her skin. He hadn't touched her intimately in so long. She'd missed 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