Big Love
When asked to look over Ghost's daughters, Breezy, Yungin' and Kid didn't think they would fall for them.
When asked to look over Ghost's daughters, Breezy, Yungin' and Kid didn't think they would fall for them.
We're not supposed to do this. How could you make me feel this way? I'm not supposed to love you.
PLAYER; A male who is skilled at manipulating ("playing") others, and especially at seducing women by pretending to care about them, when in reality they are only interested in sex.
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The sequel to Suite 103, a Chris Brown love story. © ArtistryByBadu This story is not to be copied, reposted, plagiarized in any form.
Chris is a hard body, he doesn't have feelings. He does but you know, out of 100 he probably shows only 10 percent of it. He's into guns, drugs, one night stands and money. He's rude and doesn't care too much for anyone. He soon meets this girl one day who attempts to turn his life around for him. She doesn't know th...
A little rusty but still a good read regardless! Kyrie. She was brought up on the rich upper east side of manhattan. Her parents, dad especially always wanted to best for her. Everyone wants to make her this ideal housewife, her boyfriend included but she resents the idea. She wants to branch out and make her own mon...
Christian Brown is a wealthy young business man who has most defiant made a name for himself. He's cold and doesn't believe in love, nor opens up to anyone but his own mother. Alexandria Crane is basically a single mother, handling her 4 year old daughter and the bills on her own while her street pharmacist baby dadd...
The sequel to Christopher. Read that before you dive into this or you'll be confused!
Those butterflies you feel in your stomach comes from me, but you fail to realize it because you're selfish. You deny that you want me, but I know that you do. You smile the pain away, but I see right through it. You're broken, but you refuse to show it. Why? Because you, my love, are selfish.