June: We never were supposed to see each other again. I agreed to not get attached to make our lives easier, but I ended up doing the opposite. I can never face him again. But, what happens when I finally achieve my dream of opening my own facility and training the professional athletes on the New York Metros and all those old feelings come rushing back. Christian: I've been working my ass off to get drafted to the New York Metros. I promised myself I'd only let loose for one night, but now she's back in my life. And I won't let her get away this time. This is an ongoing story and I will be updating weekly!! Please leave some comments to let me know how I'm doing, how you guys are feeling, and what you guys would like to see from my characters!! Thx, T

Do you remember who you were, 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞? 'Cause 𝐈 do.

"You can't see the future. I might have a chance. You don't know for sure." He mumbled, making her expression soften. "M-my mom used to tell me t-that birds still sing even after a storm. Why shouldn't people feel as free t-to delight in whatever sunlight remains to them?" Samir stopped talking for a moment to regather himself so that he didn't stutter, but Nina froze completely. "You don't have to settle with him Nina. It's been five years an-and you're not a-as happy as you should be. You smile differently with me.. and you cry a lot with him. I just think that you deserve to enjoy your time with someone other than h-him for a minute because there's still sunlight out there for you too, even if you can't see it yet." How did he become her source of 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐞 so 𝐞𝐟𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐥𝐲? A short story.

Erotic acts are instinctive; they fulfil a role in nature. The idea is familiar, but it is one that contains a paradox: there is nothing more natural than sexual desire; there is nothing less natural than the forms in which it is manifest and satisfied. For Avery Morgan, her life was forever changed the night she met desire personified.

Not Used To It - Chris Brown x Saweetie Fan Fiction Sienna Mendoza Davis has a reputation of being perfect. The Perfect Daughter. The Perfect Sister. Perfect. Some might even call her an Angel. Something that she relatively hates about herself because it is slowly becoming her downfall. Genesis McMichael lives to please his father, taking over the business, while trying his best to be perfect. But he's anything but perfect. Some would even call him a Demon. Something he is proud of, but it's not all what it's cracked up to be. What will happen when the two cross paths? Will they save one another from the expectations of their families or will they burn each other down trying to save themselves? Copyright © 2023 by StoriesbyJazz/ StoriestoldbyJazz All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except as permitted by U.S. copyright law. The story, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this production are fictitious. No identification with actual persons (living or deceased), places, buildings, and products is intended or should be inferred.

He's the devil in disguise... or so they say. Follow Alex as he navigates life in a way that is foreign to him with a person that he didn't quite know he needed in his life, Cyn.

What if the love of your life only stood across the street from you? What would you do? Cross the street or wait for them to do so? Would you guys both make the attempt or let the busy streets wash past you guys and blind your eyes of the future you guys can have? Let the honking block your ears of the expression of love that could be once heard. Let the cars, trucks and buses block the views of the pumping hearts that hold value to you both. Let the bystanders get through you both erasing every memory you guys once accumulated. What would you do as you stand on his block?

"And Draya, Dollicia ... The rest of them?" Drake asked as his back was turned to her. Tae sat quiet again unsure of what he was really asking, what he really wanted to know that she hadn't already confessed about. "They were a 'at that moment' thing. That may sound bad, but yeah..." She said shrugging as he voice trailed off. Drake could tell she wanted to say more but he didn't force it. Tae sighed picking up on his silence and spoke again. "Some of them I dated before you got to them, some of them you dated before I got to them, some of them fucked with me while they fucked with you and vise versa." He turned around, she could feel Drake burning a hole in the side of her face. "You took this position KNOWING that we shared the same past... The same women... a lot of the same women, and you said nothing!? Why!? You didn't think that was something you should of mentioned to me!?... oh by the way Aubrey, you and I fucked with the same women!? I couldn't get that!? Are you trying to make them jealous!? You using me for a specific purpose?!..... Get back at them?!... You don't think this is information that I should of known Lashauntae!" Drake's voice grew dark it went deep as he demanded a answer. His many antagonizing malicious filled questions, he cross examined her, with a smug frown yet he wasn't allowing her the opportunity to answer him back, he was so angry assuming her was being used for something like all women eventually used him for.

Works #2 : Ahmad Hassan Sinclair, 29, finally met his goal in becoming happy and finally letting someone into that cold heart of his and fell in love deeply. But of course as we know .. Ahmad's life was never perfect, and will never be perfect .. things don't come easy and shit will always hit the fan and ruin something to knock him off track but the question is will Ahmad bounce back this time? Will he have that will power in him to keep fighting to get where he wants to be in life? He used his determination he had in his blood to find that happiness he needed but will he use the dedication in his system to stay happy? Or will he let everything he has built so far fall apart and crumble at his feet?

"You can't treat me like you treat them Yes, I am the crème de la crème Yes, I am from one to ten, ten You fronting in them streets, keep saying we just friends You can't front like this ain't way realer" - Nicki Minaj