"𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙄, 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙠 𝙢𝙮 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩.." - 𝘾𝙞𝙖𝙧𝙖

𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝗜 𝗦𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝗹.

"𝙻-𝙾-𝚅-𝙴, 𝚍𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎?"

"You could tell me you love me a million times over, but them words don't hold no weight in my heart till you show me. Show me you love me, and you can have all of me." cover by: @britxcvi

"Don't worry baby, you know that you got me," Sequel/Spinoff for Kismet

It's 'Killed or be Killed' and living in New Orleans, you start to live by the 'Survival of The Fittest' mentality. Everyone's trying to make it and be something, but there's only ever room for one person to be on top. August Alsina, only 19-years-old, the hardest thing out in New Orleans, that is after his brother Mel, who was gunned down at the local corner store. No one saw anything and of course the cops never caught the perpetrator, so he's on a mission. Kill anyone who tried to stop him and find the person who took his best friend's life and make him suffer for all those years he had to. Skylar Matthews only 17 and in her last few months of school. Life gets hard when it takes a turn for the complete worse. It was unexpected, horrid and downright traumatizing, but one person knew it would happen that's why he left her a note... Will she get the Justice she deserves or will she be stuck wondering who and why forever? When you come face to face with the Devil just how far are you really willing to go? ©️2018 _jasthewriter

You can take the man out the hood, but you can't take the hood out the man. Every time we're trying to do better for ourselves, there's always something or someone out there ready to bring us back to our old bad habits. Isn't it funny when you're constantly trying to do good by people there's always Satan and his minions in the corner plotting and preying on your downfall? In this case, just how much can a person take when they're trying to do better but a certain group just won't let them? You see people don't ever speak up when you're silent while being picked on, they call you weak for not going back and forth. But when enough is enough and you finally fight back then they criticize and jump down your throat. Like Nicki said "They paint me out to be the bad guy," You can't keep poking a bear and not expect for it to bite back, that's like robbing a bank and thinking the police will just let you go. Every dog has their day... right? ©️2018 _jasthewriter I do not own the photos or videos, this story is fiction and came strictly from my thoughts.

College is a time to grow while being wild and free. Still living reckless comes with consequences. It's all a part of life's cruel game. The question still remains: who will win and who will lose. Both Pharaoh and Essence have the highest to lose.

"You no tell this girl that I said, I want no relations with a darkie?" She spat to me, making my eyes go wide. What? I thought to myself and Gio tried pulling me away but I snatched away from him, knowing I heard right this time. "Wait, what?" I spoke out loud and Gi grabbed me roughly, trying to pull me away again. "Why you saying these things? She's beautiful." I heard his abuelita sticking up for me as she stood to her feet and all the guys began to as well, telling their mom that she was wrong for what she was doing. "That puta heard me." She spat, pointing her finger at me. "You're too dark." She held up a brown paper bag that she was drinking her beer out of. "You no match this bag or lighter, you're too dark." "You look too much like his father. I no want you around me." She shooed me off, instantly breaking my heart into a billion pieces as I looked up at Giovanni who was looking down at me with hurt in his eyes. "Baby, please." He begged and I shook my head at him in disgust before putting my attention back onto her. "Get that darkness out of here, Giovanni. She's a demon." "Only demons have her color." She kept on going and I felt sick to my stomach in this moment as I stood there in complete shock.

"Hello, Sincere. How are you feeling today?" "Same as everyday, can't sleep, can't eat.." I trailed off, looking down at Sinclair who had a perfect mixture of both V and I. "That's not good." She said and I shrugged. "None of this is." I said and she nodded understandingly. "Have faith." She said, placing her hand on my shoulder and I nodded. I tried hard to keep the tears in because I had to be strong for everybody. The family was really going through it and I just wanted her back in my arms. V had my heart and if I lost her for good, I'd never look for love again. The doctor walked out as I sat there quietly and Clair looked over my face while she made spit bubbles. I bit my bottom lip, holding back tears as I looked at V laying there with tubes in her. Not able to hold on any longer, I broke down. "Baybeh, I need you..." I trailed off, shaking my head. "I need you so bad, I can't do this shit. I can't do life with you." I explained, looking down at the floor. "We need you, ma." My voice cracked, looking over to Sinclair who was still looking up at me. "Our baybeh girl is so beautiful, ma. I want you to see her, I want you to see her grow up. I want you to be here with us.." I trailed off, collecting my words. I wiped my face as more tears poured down and I shook my head, sighing deeply. "Wake up, baybeh." I spoke, breaking down as I bit my bottom lip.