just read and find out (it might be a little bit rushed)

"So when you gon' stop playing and let me hit that shit, Zuria?" Mitch asked while he smoked a blunt in my mother's living room and we both sat on the floor. "Let you hit this?" I asked, raising an eyebrow as I watched him blow smoke into the air. "Yeah." He smirked, cockily. "How about when you learn how to talk to your girlfriend?" I took the blunt out of this hands and smashed it on the ashtray that was on the coffee table. "Whatchu do that for?" He bit his bottom lip, leaning into me. "Hm?" He went on, softly biting my neck. "I've told you, you can't smoke in here, Mitchell." "You're really not even supposed to be here." I said to him, considering my mother did not condone boys in her house but here he was. He'd completely ignored me though as he mushed his head into my neck, leaving small kisses. "Stop." I whined playfully as he pushed himself up onto me and kissed my lips, pushing me backwards with our lips still attached. "Mitch." I spoke nervously as he climbed on top of me while I now laid my back onto the carpet. "Let me hit that shit, ma." He spoke softly into my ear as he continued leaving kisses on my neck. "Mitch, we cant. My mom will be home from work soon." I expressed to him but he ran his hands up my school skirt anyway. "Stop bitchin'." "Let me finally pop that cherry, Z." He spoke, putting his lips on mine as he slowly moved my underwear aside and rubbed his fingers against my Girl. "Mm." I moaned, unfamiliar with this feeling but it felt great. And though I knew my mother would be here soon, I no longer wanted to stop. He continued rubbing it as I laid there, looking up into his eyes. As I did, he smirked down at me and I smiled small, rubbing a hand down his cheek. I was so in love with this boy.

"Aight bro" Caine waved me off "So what we done?" He looked at me with no emotion "We're done" I nodded "So am I allowed to do my own thing or what? Or is that gonna be cheating" Caine spoke being sarcastic mocking my words "Fuck you Caine" "Fuck you Tiana" *** History. Her-story. His-story. Their-story.

"𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚡𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚜, 𝚖𝚒𝚡𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢'𝚛𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎".

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.

Desiree is nothing but a regular female. It's her final year in high school and she couldn't be more excited about that fact. She then gets the idea of getting a prison pen-pal in which she does. So, in the middle of her senior year, Desiree starts writing to Vance Wright, inmate number 7475. He's serving his last year in Prison so how's it gonna go when he finally gets released and the two get to meet each other face to face? Is he the man she expected him to be? Is she the shordy he expected her to be? **YALL, THIS IS A SHORT STORY. **SOME CHAPTERS MAY BE SHORTER THAN OTHERS.

The 2nd generation.

Jersey Coleman has faced many hardships. From being raised in a brothel to becoming a dope-fiend. She finally gets her life on the right path until she is faced with a difficult challenge.

"When she met him it was like dancing with the devil. When he met her it was like walking with an angel."

"𝖠𝗇𝗒𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗢𝘂𝘁𝘄𝗲𝘀𝘁." | 𝙻𝚊𝚍𝚢𝙽𝚊𝚒𝚒 𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚍𝚞𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 © 2020 | - Book II COMPLETE