Michael B. Jordan Fanfic.

Wicked Games 2 Fanfic.

Another Sisterwives of MBJ Collaboration is here! A compilation of short stories featuring none other than Michael B. Jordan as expected. If you enjoyed our last installment, then you're familiar with the smut, fluff, and humor we have to offer. Only this time, there's a New theme: Public Affairs.

"You're an angel, You're our angel. A santos angel." - PSA- I am not fluent in Spanish so please don't hesitate to correct me but also don't be a bitch about it.☺️ Published- December 29, 2018

Collaboration with @princessstevens Mahari Khamisi Owens is an undergraduate biology pre-med student with aspirations of becoming a neonatologist. Reserved, and a lover of all things anime, her junior year at Oakland University takes an interesting turn when she develops a crush on the Graduate Assistant for her least favorite class. Erik Stevens is charming and charismatic, but is harboring a secret that changes Hari's entire perspective on him and awakens a side of her she never knew existed. Can she keep this secret or will the obsession consume her?

It was his nickname for you . ( post bp killmonger/reader )

Jasmine Green has been unlucky in love for as long as she can remember. When she is dumped unceremoniously by text three years ago, she decides to only focus on friends, work, and law school. While on her first girls' trip to Essence Fest, she bumps into Montana Keyes, a handsome, charming, NBA player with the Knicks. There is instant chemistry between them and they enjoy a passion-filled weekend. She is content to leave their weekend as a pleasant memory while he promises a future. Although she finds herself drawn to him and wants to see what could happen, past hurts resurface. Can she trust herself enough to take a chance on love? Excerpt: Montana focused on my lips. "Like, I said, I'm in front of you right now." "Oh, so you trying to tell me you still want to be with me?" "What do you think?" He leaned to kiss me slowly and the moment his lips touched mine I was lost in emotion and I welcomed his kiss. We kissed heavily for a while as the ocean continued to wave around us. Montana then began to use his tongue and had moved on top of me in between my legs. It was almost like we were naked since his pants were thin and I could feel his hard length directly against my center. I had both hands rubbing the back of his head enjoying the kiss and the passion he could evoke from me. He ran his hand up my bare thigh toward my apex and toyed with the edge of my thin fabric. Then reality dawned that soon he would be inside of me and I wouldn't be able to leave him again. I pushed him off of me before I succumbed to my need for him. "Please, stop. It's me and not you, okay? You have done nothing wrong but I can't do this. " "Damn it, Jasmine!" He cursed in frustration. "Why are you such a coward?" I flinched at his anger and quickly got up and took off running in my bare feet back to my suite. I could hear his footsteps behind me and I only ran faster. I couldn't let him catch me...

"What do you want, N'Jadaka-" "Erik." He corrected, making her smirk. "For someone who is so against the colonizers, you wear your colonized name with such pride-" "That colonized name holds more pride and honor than my birth name."

"You had the chance to get out of this lifestyle. Why didn't you take that chance?" "A dog always returns to its vomit. Plus, this is my empire and he owes me. He thinks he's the kingpin, well I'm the fucking queen pin. I helped build all of this from the ground, up. I just want what's due."

He was standing so close i could feel his body heat through my thin dress his cologne clouded my mind and my senses were drowning in everything that was him. Large hand cupping my chin i think nothing of it until he pulls my bottom lip down. "Youre a long way from home...arent you sweetheart?" Or that fic where the bad guy finds someone who understands him... Somewhat