- Sequel to Only on camera - In which, They both question if they will ever find their way back to each other

" 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐧' 𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐚 𝐢𝐧 𝐢𝐭."

She arrives in the city, believing distance could keep her untouched. He arrived unconscious, his future already alternated. What connects them is never named, or felt formed in silence, restraint, and moments that were never supposed to happen. This is a story about loss, proximity, and what happens when feelings become unavoidable. © 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟨 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐉𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐋𝐈

In Without Warning, healing is the journey neither of them expected. Amina is sweet, soft, and tired of being hurt. Elias is cold, distant, and convinced he's better off alone. Both scarred by their pasts. Both afraid to trust again. But God has a way of placing exactly who you need right in front of you-even when you swear you don't want them. Thrown together without warning, Amina and Elias are forced to confront their pain, their faith, and each other. What begins as tension slowly shifts into something real, something healing, something they never saw coming. Sometimes love doesn't arrive gently. Sometimes it arrives as the very person who challenges you to finally grow.

"this shit kinda make me feel like I'm at bikini bottom ."

Yanna "Babydoll" Hill has it all-money, beauty, and the kind of privilege that makes the world bend at her feet. As the spoiled daughter of one of Manhattan's richest men, she's used to getting what she wants... except when it comes to her love life. Forced into a fake relationship with Wyatt, the golden boy from another powerful family, Yanna is miserable, rebellious, and ready to risk it all-especially for the right woman. Enter Ren. A 6'0 ex-military bodyguard from Louisiana, Ren is assigned to shadow Yanna's every move after one too many reckless nights out. She's all discipline, muscle, and mystery, and she's making it very hard for Yanna to behave. Between sneaking out to wild parties, dodging her overbearing father, and dealing with a boyfriend she never wanted, Yanna finds herself caught in a game of tension and temptation with the one woman she shouldn't want. But what happens when "babysitting" turns into something else? And when Wyatt starts to notice that Yanna's attention isn't on him anymore, things get dangerous. In a world where image is everything, power is dangerous, and love is a luxury, will Yanna play by the rules-or will she finally take what she wants? WLW urban lesbian blacklove gxg

Widening the door I seen him holding another bag, with flowers in his hand and a blunt behind his ear "really? More peace offerings?" "Ain't none wrong in that" I thanked him for it as I was raised with manners I placed the flowers on the counter alongside the bag not bothered to look inside and see what he got. "That's how you gon do me?" He asked pointing at the flowers on the counter. "I mean flowers really not cutting anything right now" I shrugged. "It better cause I came here to apologise" he walked over and stood in front of me with his tall ass self. "Mhm" I hummed ready to hear what he has to say. "Real shit though. I know I ain't really been on my shit cause I got other shit I'm dealing with so Ion really wanna put that onto you cause you'n deserve none of that. So I told you Ion wanna rush it so I don't become the man that don't treat you good" at this point he put his hand in mine and used his thumb to rub the back of my hand in circular motions. "So I wanna apologise for allat cause I ain't really tell you what's going on but Ion really wanna wait for that date no more". There was just some in his eyes that was getting me especially with his head being slightly tilted not even thinking of trying to break eye contact with me. "So what does that mean?"

"It doesn't matter where we are, I can feel you in a room full of people. Ain't that something baby?"

𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐁𝐲 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝟏𝟗𝟗𝟒 𝐒𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐨𝐦 "𝐒𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫" 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐀𝐧 𝐀𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐓𝐨 𝐈𝐭 : All their lives, people have sworn they've seen them both somewhere before. Two Girls. Different neighborhoods. Different schools. Different lives. But nearly the same face. At first it feels like a simple coincidence. Then it starts happening too often to ignore. When the two girls finally come face to face, the resemblance is impossible to deny. What begins as confusion quickly turns into anger and suspicion as buried secrets begin to surface. Years ago, their mother gave birth to semi-identical twin girls, she was told one of them died during delivery. But the truth is far darker. One baby didn't die. She was kidnapped at birth. As the girls dig deeper into the past, they uncover a web of lies, stolen identities, and a truth that should have never stayed buried. Learning they are twins is only the beginning. Trust doesn't come easy between two strangers forced into sisterhood, and the bond they're trying to build is tested by resentment, jealousy, and the painful realization of everything that was stolen from them. But blood has a way of pulling people back together and when the truth finally comes out, the sisters will have to decide whether the life they lost is worth fighting for... or if the family they found in each other is enough. [ 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 >> 𝟐𝟓-𝟑𝟎 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒. ]

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