A collection of short stories, some written with new characters and some with familiar faces

THIS IS A DARK ROMANCE. CONTAINS MATURE AND GRAPHIC SCENES SUCH AS ABUSE, MURDER, RÁPE, SUICIDAL THOUGHTS/ACTIONS. Kane has never had an easy life. His biological parents were killed in a driveby shooting, he was sold for drugs by his foster parents, and moved in and out of foster homes. Now 22 years old, Kane fights in the basement of Essence Night Club and lives with his uncle, Damien, who is a gambler. When Damien gambles Kane's life away to a ruthless gang leader, Alexander Ross, Kane's entire life crumbles, or what was left of it anyway. Can Kane stay afloat while dealing with Alexander's ways and facing his past? Or will all his pain cause him to sink?

In which Jayhden doesn't understand why Algee won't sell him any more drugs. Will the title of this story change from fuck you to love you? 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐱𝐛𝐥𝐞

He slowly backs up until his back is against the wall like my own, "You're..my neighbor?" He points to my door and I nod my head quickly. He hums softly, "You been here a while?" He asks and I nod my head once again. He chuckles, "Ya head hurt?" I nod again but stop as he laughs softly, "I-I mean.. no.. it doesn't." My cheeks burn red as I look at my shoes, "I-It doesn't hurt.." I repeat like a dummy and listen to him clear his throat, "So do you actually live there or was it bull?" He nods to my door and I play with my fingers, "Yeah.. I do.." I feel his eyes watch me and I quickly stop. "You live with your boyfriend or do you like sweatshirts that reach your knees?" He teased, making a giggle slip past my lips. I look away to the floor again, "I-I like big shirts... a lot." I mumble softly and he nods his head, "Hol' up." He puts his box down before walking over to one of the grey bins. I nosily watch as he pulls out a big grey sweatshirt, "Here." He holds it out for me to take and I stare at him with wide eyes, "F-For me?" I hesitantly grab the soft fabric as he chuckles, "Nah for ya mom." I puff my cheeks a little and give him a small glare, "Hush." He leans back against the wall and shakes his head, "It's cold out. You should put it on." ____________________________ She was a shy girl from the city with no spine and a list of problems so long that it could touch the floor and roll off her shoes. Though troublesome, she never truly minded because despite her fears, she was a smart little thing and worked around it. But like many of us, it kept her trapped in a tight little box. The fear of pain, insecurities, and endless thoughts held her back from the life she dreamt of. Until she met him. He was everything she could pray for and more. Tall, dark, handsome, intelligent, and caring. Perhaps she could peek out her little box.. just this once? __________ PLEASE STOP COPY PASTING MY BOOK!!!! THEIF!!! #1 in Daddy (1/1/2021) #1 in Black Romance (5/15/21)

from the swahili word meaning "bridge." let this connect my queerness to my blackness. let this connect all those that are different. let this connect you to me.

The story is about a girl who is trying to help her friends by helping there little brother break out of his shell, will it work though?

Melody,Latrell,duck,and China are now in college all living together but there friendship takes a fast turn when they realize they all want to be more than just friends

Why not ? Two simple words that got out of Cora McKall's mouth and caused a dramatic change in her life. The power of the tongue is real and its consequences can cause chaos that you never expected. That's why you always need to weight down your words before they escape your mouth. If needed, even turn your tongue seven times before speaking. Because once they're out, you can't take them back. Copyright © 2015 by M.C.N.L (CissyItsMe here on Wattpad) All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used without the prior written permission of the publisher, except of the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews or certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law. For permission requests, contact the publisher on this website or by email (private message me to get it please). And for copyright purposes, I do not own any of the media used in this book. All of the images, pictures, videos, etc... have been found via Internet (i.e. Tumblr, Google, Pinterest, Youtube, Instagram, Twitter, etc...)

Why do people criticize big girls? We nothing different. We can dance in the club, cook in the kitchen, and make love in the bedroom. We loyal too! Gorgeous hair, beautiful face, wonderful personality, and chunky in the waist. Fat? You right. Happy? Duh. In this story you will see how a teenage girl finally realizes how beautiful she really is and how a big girl can get any man! Enjoy

Hi gays so I'm new at this wattpad thing .And also this is like a first story I'm writing about its called Journal of an African slave . It's a really good story . I hope you guys like it .you should really read my story because it's hart touching and it's sooo awesome!!!!!! Love yous sooo much !!!!!!!:)