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Love more | Chris Brown love story by MsFanfictional
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Sapphire's a person who needs more love in her life. Her heart has been broken so much. She doesn't want to be around anymore men. Will she let Chris Brown in? Or will he be like all the other men? Read to find out. Copyright © 2013 Msfanfictional
PLAYER by Love_Bri94
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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.
Thoughts of a Stripper by Dollaworth
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#URBAN UNDER CONSTRUCTION First Book. It's more to a stripper than daddy issues and shaking they ass, they do have lives outside of the club, interesting ones if you ask me but read along with Pinky as she struggles to get to know and love her damn self, and then someone else.
No Room For Era by MsChryssieE
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A marriage is not 50/50. A marriage is 100/100. Its about giving everything you got for the love that created the union. No relationship is perfect, this we know,but when it comes to marriage, there is no room for error. Copyright © 2016 by Chrystal-Ann Eversley. All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.
Converting The Rich Boy by Jelli909
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"I can't be with you." I whispered, tracing my hands down his arm. The blank stare he gave me was clear that he was trying to stay strong. He hated showing his feelings and I knew that he did. "Why?" His deep voice cracked. The French accent I grew to love seemed as if it had faded along with his emotions. "We don't come from the same community," Tears trickled at the corner of my eyes. "You're from the richest family in LA and I'm just a transfer from Colorado. I'm in the middle class and for crying sakes, I'm black. You're white and we just don't mix." I lied and with every word my heart broke a bit more. "Does that really matter?" He stepped dangerously close to me. His hot breath fanning down my face now as we locked eyes. His beautiful green eyes staring down at me. I nodded. "Can I tell you something?" Once again I nodded, feeling slightly dumb for repeating the same actions. "I'm in love with you Milan Foster."