Before the pleasure there is consent whispered to the wrong voice.There is heat that doesn't soothe- it threatens. There is the body learning how to ache without asking to be spared. Before the pleasure there is restraint tightened until it bruises, discipline mistaken for holiness, obedience rehearsed like a seduction. Mouths stop just short of ruin. Hands hover, trembling- not from fear, but from knowing what will be unleashed once they land. Before the pleasure there is control pressed against the throat of desire, and chaos grinding its teeth, waiting for permission to bite. There is a girl who confuses numbness for power, who burns herself quiet just to feel something sharp enough to count. There is a boy who has mastered command but never surrender, who mistakes dominance for safety, and discipline for love. Before the pleasure there is ritual: the inhale, the hesitation, the lie that this is still optional. Because once it begins-it won't feel like falling. It will feel like being claimed by the thing that's been watching you the entire time. And the pleasure? The pleasure comes later. After the damage. After the confession. After you realize you were never in control-only prepared.

Lies, sex , betrayal, abuse. Falling in love with a sibling is dangerous but they didn't show a lack of care. Building secrets and trust but what happens when being toxic takes the trust away ? No matter how much they argue they would forever be weak to eachother. Nothing would keep them away until they drifted apart over one thing.

"you stay on my mind" - drive by

He leaned back, looking at her face again before his fingers slid under her chin, lifting it so she had no choice but to meet his eyes. "You love me." He said, shaking his head in mock sympathy. "& that's the most reckless thing you could've ever done." His grip tightened slightly under her jaw, not hard enough to hurt, just enough to remind her that he could. His thumb grazed her jaw, slower this time, respectful. "Love doesn't make me weak, baby. It makes me more dangerous. Because I love you back, meaning I now have something to lose." He leaned in until his lips hovered just above hers, their breath mingling. "& I don't like that. Not having shit to lose is what kept me untouchable, now I got a weakness & now we gotta die holding hands because you ain't doing this shit without me & I ain't doing it without you. So, Naytiri, you sure you wanna bleed for me?"

Can a promise made over a century ago still be fulfilled in today's modern world that is now ruled by lust, greed, cheap thrills and meaningless sex ?? Read to find out. Started April 9th 2024 Ended April 20th 2025

The blood is the life. J. Cole x Chris Brown x Karrueche x Trey Songz

Meet Karrueche Tientrese Tran, a 23 year old upcoming model/stylist. With the dream of becoming one of the biggest celebrity fashion stylist known to mankind. Uninterested in falling in love due to a past relationship, Karrueche stays focused on the prize ahead. But what happens when she mixes business with pleasure? Disrespect, Heartbreak, Lies and Betrayal will soon consume Karrueche's life. But is this new love worth losing everything she's worked for?

I lifted my head. Our eyes met. He stared at me for a moment as if he was trying to come up with another way to hurt me. Blood leaked from my open wounds. My arms were restrained by the ropes that rubbed at my skin and had now created reddish rope burns on my wrists from my constant pulling. I was ready to tell him what he wanted to hear. But he had to promise me one thing... protect me Read and Enjoy

Isabella Mia Smith finds herself trying to regroup after losing her mother to cancer six months ago. Raising her beautiful daughter all alone after a drunk one night stand three years ago. She runs miles away from Cali to the big apple for a new start. Life may get better but its all a LEAP OF FAITH. Complete.

"What I got to do to get some pussy?" I asked her and she just stared at me. "We're back to this shit." She said rolling her eyes and I chuckled. "I'm for real let a nigga know." I told her sitting up looking into her eyes which sat low cuh she was fucked up. "30 days." She said and I looked at her confused. "What?" "Show me your worth my pussy." She said leaving me still confused and I guess she knew cuh she went on. "No kissing, feeling, or no sexual intercourse with me or any other bitch for 30 days." She told me making me laugh. "I'm serious." She said as I still laughed. "Is yo shit even that good?" I asked her already knowing the answer. "Hell yeah if it wasn't you wouldn't have ate it and still came back for more." She said and I chuckled and shook my head thinking about this shit. "So a month with no pussy or head from Nobody? And if I do, I can do whatever I want to you?" I asked her then bitting my bottom lip thinking about it. "Yep." She said nodding her head and poring us both shots. "Deal." I told her and she smiled. I grabbed my shot and we tapped our shots together then threw them down our throat.