[SEXUAL CONTENT AND PROFANITY WILL BE USED IN THIS BOOK] commenttttt give me yall feedback//still under construction ------------------------------------ Jadah is a average teenager her life is going decent until she falls for a man 4 years older than her and her life immediately starts to go downhill.She deals with fake friends,betrayal,and surprises left and right.Also having to deal with school all at the same time.How will everything go for her? Will she be able to break the fetish she have for her thug? Find out in the book;Thug fetish!

"Stop fucking playing with me. Niggas up in here starin at you like you ain't my lady but.." "Yo lady? Im not yo lady. Remember we ain't together. So whyyyy is you tripping?" I slurred. Nigga must be bipolar, slipped and bumped his head, or something. How I see you with a thottie & don't trip, but you see me in the club dancing and you mad? Blood didn't reply he just hit the locks on his car shoved me in & pulled off."Did I say I was going with you?" He just gave me one of them shut the fuck up looks and kept driving. We was driving so long I doze off. I woke up to him lifting me up & carrying me into his condo. He laid me down on his bed and said "Baby girl we need to talk cuz you fucking with other niggas ain't gone work for me." "so what you saying ," I asked. "In the famous words of pac i don't wanna be ya man I wanna be ya nigga" he replied back . We looke at eachother and shared a laugh.

As a sixteen and a half year old girl with a four month old brother, she is put through a lot. Without her mother who died of cancer, and her father no where to be found she is forced to fend for herself. To make quick cash she becomes a stripper by night and a mother by day. ✓| THIS STORY IS UNEDITED AND CONTSINS ALOT OF MISTAKES, AND I DO NOT OWN ANY PHOTOS USED IN THIS STORY|✓

THAT Bitch (n) : A woman who consciously gives zero fucks. She says and does as she pleases, while pissing everyone off in the process. Synonyms : Lana "La" Harris

"With him it wasn't about the material shit, or the money. He captured my heart with his..." Growing up in the care of her grandmother because her mom was unfit, Anastasia saw the harsh realities of the 'hood' life. All of the boys had their eyes on her. Anastasia only saw one person, the good boy, Jason. Jason had his fair share of turmoil. With a mother battling addiction, and a hustling big brother who washed his hands of the situation, he had to figure things out on his own. Football was Jason's everything and way out of the hood, but when the bills start piling and his mom spiraling out of control, Jason is forced to make a decision that alters not only his life, but the lives of the ones he love as well. Sometimes love is a dangerous thing, we'd do anything to protect the ones we love. If each moment meant nothing, and the relationship was a fling, Why'd You Call It Love?