17 year old virgin Lovely isn't the typical plus size girl from the hood. She is more than these boys and girls give her credit for. As long as she can escape the rumors, and the hurt that comes along with being a teen, than she will show these thots she is more than just a nobody. COPYRIGHT ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @XFLAWLESSS . COPYRIGHT 2013-2014 ~Trice

Independent women meets nigga in the game ... very much similar but very different ... every thug needs a down chick COPYRIGHT© 2015 LoveLiveMindless

Aija Moore is a plus size girl that has many insecurities. She feels as if no one wants her because she's a big girl. What happens when a thug shows interest in her? Will she accept? Or will she remain alone? Read to find out... All characters and events are MADE UP and the photos are NOT mines. Started: September 30, 2017 Ended: July 5, 2018

Jacob is one of those typical guys who never had a thing for girls who weighed more than a hundred and thirty pounds.He always thought that bigger girls only stuffed their faces in junk food,be lazy all the time and never work out at the gym until he ends up meeting a two hundred and thirty pounds girl named Sophia and fell in love with her and realized that all females are equally beautiful no matter what size she is

As a teenager, Lena Young ran away to Texas to start a new life. Now at 26 shes a successful bakery owner and hasn't been happier. Things are going well for her and when a new man moves into town it seems like her love life might start to pick up as well. However, Lena's past is finally starting to catch up with her and she soon finds that love may not be so easy to handle. Will Lena be caught by the things she ran away from? And will her love be strong enough to survive the hurdles she may face? *Under editing, chapters may be reposted with edits*

Ruby Rios is fat(ish) and needs a job. Her nights of wine and Netflix don't pay the bills and don't help her get fit. She applies everywhere, including various gyms, or: the last places she'd ever want to work. Coworkers who talk about protein powder and bulging veins? Pass. That is, until the older and very attractive Tucker DiAngelo gives her a call. Tucker DiAngelo is the owner of Roman Elite Fitness, a rapidly growing chain of gyms that are rapidly giving him more and more headaches. To make things worse, his ex-wife and semi-business partner is making a power play that he can't quite figure out yet. He just wants a little pleasurable peace... and maybe an exciting girl to share it with. ***************************************************** "Do you like to show pride in your work, Ruby?" The question came out of his mouth before his brain could stop it. "Are you asking me professionally or personally?" She put her hand on her hip and rested her hand on the mop. There was authority in the stance. Tucker loved it. "Personally. We don't have to be professional anymore, Ruby." "Oh no, Tucker? Be careful with that. I might tell you all my secrets," Ruby said. She looked him dead in the eye, unflinching, confident. Tucker felt seen and he didn't care. He wanted to know all her secrets and create more for her. With her. She turned from him and started mopping again. Her butt wiggled with every stroke now, like she wanted him to watch her. So much sass in such a mundane movement. "Ruby, I mean it." She looked back at him over her shoulder, her eyes wide and eyelashes batting. She gave a tiny shrug with her whole body. 
 "I don't doubt that you do, Tucker." She turned around, narrowly missing Tucker biting his fist in raw frustration.

"Don't forget me Gemmi!!!" I said as tears streamed down my face "I won't!" He replied back as their car made its way down the road. And that was the last time I saw my best friend. And only at the young age of 6....... I've made a couple of stories on here but didn't really know what to do with them, but this one I want to finish so please just work with me...

A brainiac biker chick who witnesses a murder seeks refuge with a childhood neighbor turned FBI agent and risks her life to help him put the criminals behind bars. ***** Felicity Taylor has a beautiful mind and a future with promise, until something happens to blow it all to hell. How does she respond? She gets inked, buys a Harley, and teams up with a bunch of crooks. Ryan Clark is a federal agent with a taste for single barrel whiskey and one-night stands. He's used to playing rough and taking risks. But when Felicity seeks asylum in Ryan's home, he finds himself practicing restraint. Somehow he knows her badass exterior hides something softer. But is it worth the risk to harbor a fugitive who may end up stealing his heart? If you like your love stories rough and witty with a slice of pie on the side, seek your pleasures here. COPYRIGHT NOTICE: This work is owned by the author. Please do not attempt to plagiarize or you might end up on the wrong side of the law. IN OTHER WORDS: If you find this story on any online platform other than WATTPAD, I did not allow this. You may also be exposing yourself to malware. If you wish to read this story in its original, safe form, do it here on WATTPAD.

"You can do it. Don't stop now." I said to myself as I continued to run. After 2 minutes my legs gave out and I fell. I quickly crawled and hid behind a tree breathing heavily trying to catch my breath. Once my breathing quiet down, I remained silent so I could listen to my surroundings. It was silent. The only thing that could be heard was the birds chirping. I stood up slowly and looked around seeing nothing but trees. Once the coast was clear I started running again looking behind me. That wasn't the best idea because I bumped into a hard chest. Arms immediately wrapped themselves around me. I struggled against the person and then kicked. They released me and fell to the ground. I backed away from the person and saw that it was one of the Head Master's trackers. I was just about to turn around and make a run for it but was caught again. The person put their arms around me squeezing the life out of me. I screamed and fought against the person. "Let me go!!!!" I shouted. The rest of the Head Master's trackers surrounded me coming from behind trees. I continued to struggle trying to break free. I couldn't go back. I knew I was good as dead when I got back. Head Master is going to kill me. "Please let me go!!"