Just a bunch of short stories I've come up with about jayoncé

Beyoncé is a student at Syracuse university in New York. Mr. Carter? He's her English literature teacher. It can only work if they can keep a secret.

These are one shots ,Enjoy🎀

In the midst of a dangerous, drug-infested neighborhood, 20-year-old Beyoncé dreams of a better life. But when she catches the eye of Jay, a notorious drug dealer and gangster, they both find themselves caught up in a forbidden romance. As their love grows, the 23-year-old starts to see a future beyond his criminal life, while Beyoncé must navigate the dangers of being involved with someone from the other side of the tracks. Will their love be enough to overcome their differences and the dangerous world they live in? Only time will tell in this thrilling tale of love and danger.

Hope you enjoy! Fan requested💕

"you know how much this means to me." "Nah how much?" She smirks at him, and throws her arms around his neck "I can show you, better than I can tell you." "Ok bet. Come show me then." "Ok but we have to keep it on the DL, I don't want Remy to find out."

This is a collection of my most intimate, testing, and true to time stories. Stories of black love- deep, raw, uncut. So grab a cup of coffee, sit back and relax, as you endulge in these sweet short stories for the black community.

"No," he rumbled in my ear. "I have to fuck you. Now." "Why? Are you marking your territory?" I'd only been half serious with the comment, but he pulled back and the look in his eyes said that was exactly what he was doing. I wriggled out of his grip, the nausea returning in painful waves. "You don't own me, Shawn! Stop messing with me like I'm one of your other women. Not with me, remember?" "Don't you think I know that? Every minute of every day I remind myself that I can't conquer you. That I can't do that to you." His jaw twitched. "But it doesn't mean that I don't want to." Note: This is a fanfiction none of the pictures used belong to me 😘 Disclaimer :: very mature themes and sexual language used in this book, if you feel uncomfortable reading such themes this might not be a book for you

A love story of two teens in 6th form college (high school). 18+ readers - Strong sexual content - Strong language - Adult content. Set in 2008 in London. Follow Ally's hectic life filled with BOYS, SEX, and WILD ADVENTURES as she finds herself in crazy situations with her two best friends! Aaliyah Davies, who goes by 'Ally', is a 17 year old black girl who feels unconfident.. under appreciated and unworthy of true love. At a time when black girls failed to see the beauty in their dark skin, things take a turn when Ally's beauty doesn't go unnoticed. Follow her journey to romance as she reveals her secret love for her childhood best friend. Will her love confession blow up in smoke and ruin the friendship forever? Or will she get the relationship she's been longing for and finally lose her virginity? Characters: Ally played by Ryan Destiny Jay played by Quincy Brown Ryan played by Keith Powers

in the glittering chaos of New York's skyline, Shawn "Jay" Carter reigns-a brooding mogul with a penthouse fortress and a heart scarred by betrayal, his sheets a sacred no-go since his late wife Kimberly's sting. Enter Beyoncé Knowles, his new secretary-sassy, sharp, and dripping with charm-whose flirty jabs and swaying hips dare him to break his own rules. What starts as a late-night work tussle explodes into a steamy showdown when she teases, "Catch me if you can, Carter," and he does, unleashing a demon in the sheets that flips her world-eighteen years of dull lays torched by his relentless heat, every quip ("You're trouble!" "And you're panting!") fueling a wild dance of dares and desire. By day, he's her stoic taskmaster, piling files with a smug, "Earn it, queen," while she fires back, "Torture king!"-but by night, their penthouse becomes a playground of spicy banter and sultry grazes, cleaners gawking as glass shatters and trust teeters over her murky Vortex past and that tall shadow, Julius. He offers her everything-cash, protection, his unshakable claim-snarling, "You're mine," met with her breathy, "Prove it, hotshot," in a fling that's no fling, a fiery spiral neither can stop. fast-talking romp where passion reigns, secrets lurk, and one truth burns-this devil's game is just getting started.