What if the wall you thought will protect you. has fallen what if the people you can trust have turned their back on you. and your closest become enemies and enemies become your great friend. Dear here I am again. taking the craziness out of my brain that bugs me a lot. hope I can make it til till the end. wish me luck. ❤️ I wanna give back all the credits to the original writer of KinnPorsche. All hands up to you "DAEMI". And also again i am borrowing your characters.. :,-)

Hunter and Kaylyn met by chance and have been infatuated with each other ever since... unofficially that is. Hunter has trust issues when it comes to women due to his mother walking out on his family when he was a young child. Kaylyn on the other hand grew up in the foster care system so she's never had a real sense of family or unconditional love. As these two continue to see each other their feelings start to get involved. Hunter begins to pulls away from Kaylyn out of the fear that they are getting too close. But when he sees her out with another man will he change his mind and finally make things official between them and take a chance on what could be true love. (This story will be told in Kaylyn and Hunter's points of view.)

*WARNING this story contains explicit language and detailed sexual content. If you don't like that stuff, DON'T READ IT.

They were sitting on the bleachers a comfortable distance apart. It was a cold November day and she was wondering why they were outside. "Why are we out here again Charlie?" She asked shivering. She scooted closer to him in search for heat. He glanced at her taking off his blue coat wrapping it around her as he rubbed her shoulders to warm her up. He made sure to slowly bring his hands down to her forearms then her hands. They were both looking into each other's eyes as he continued rubbing her hands, her palms, and her fingers. She looked away as she felt the familiar butterflies again, and the warmness in her cheeks. "You like me," he whispered bringing his hand up to her cheek caressing it gently. "What? No, why would you think that?" His cheeks were rosy and his nose was red, "you like me, admit it." "Charlie stop, your a senior and-" she said shaking her head. "And your holding my hand back Lesley," she couldn't help but stare at his full pink lips. "Charlie stop-" she pleaded weakly. He gently brought her face closer to his as moved his lips softly against hers. All she could think about was how soft his lips were and how good everything felt. Lesley placed her hand on his waist as they both enjoyed the warmth of each others mouths. As they pulled away, her eyes fluttered open to meet his pretty green eyes and rosy cheeks. "You like me..."

I was ruthless and she was was wrecked by her past. I never thought twice of anything but I did of her. I wanted her but she was too scared to need me or was it the other way around? A hunger, so deep-engrossing me like madness....I could almost call that feeling love but would she ever love me? There's only one thing for sure. Its either I have her or loose me but what will staying me be without her? My life,my story,my tale. This was how I learnt to love.

To make sure her daughter has a merry Christmas, Stacy gets a second job as a Christmas elf at the mall. She finds herself turning down men more than anything else, even Santa has a thing for her. Being a single mother, with two jobs leaves Stacy with no time for dating, especially with someone as broke as her, but will a tragic accident have her running into Santa's arms? Jake knew from the moment he saw Stacy that he had have her. He wasn't going to take no for answer, but what was she going to think of him, when she finds out his secret.

He was her first love and She was the only girl he ever loved

Things have changed. He's not the same man she married. He was once a caring man now he is a disrespectful, mean man. Mae Wilson has been with Blake Wilson for eight years. They started dating when they were in college and got married right after they graduated. The first year was great, but then he changed.

interracial affair.

MATURE CONTENT! [NO READERS YOUNGER THAN 18] What does one do when they are addicted to that very same thing that can break them. "Does he do this for you?" He asked watching her relaxed face. "No, he is very busy," she sighed as he moved up working on her calves. "Does he pay attention to you except when you are out hunting for investors?" "No...I mean yes," she whispered unconvincingly. "Hmm, do you want me to pay attention to you," he said sliding her skirt up slowly as she held her breath making him smirk.