They say there's a very thin line between love and hate, once you cross over that line it's hard to jump back. However, they never say which side you can't jump back from; is it love that you can't escape or is it hate? His arrogance was what made people hate him, the cocky stare of a man who was given everything in a basket... a man with the world on his shoulders but he has no clue what to do with it but to piss all over his blessings. However, they say time can change people, but what if someone doesn't have time? What if all those broken pieces can't be put together again?

❝on the dead homies.❞ a book comprised of black excellence and the defiance of blackness throughout history. pages telling the truth of unspoken and ignored issues of the black community while covering every inch of black history and the future of black people. every day is black history month in Hood Politics. - heaven ✧

WARNING: Tereny will piss you off throughout this book. So if ya don't have patience, this ain't for you lmao! Read at ya own risk tho. Being a side chick comes with many holes and hurdles. For Tereny, she's been dealing with them ever since she's met her man. Although he is married, it doesn't stop her from being happy with what she has. But let's just say, when a wife finds out about a mistress, all hell breaks loose. But Tereny rather fight for her man, even if it takes losing herself. That is, until she's blindsided by the perfect young gentleman in disguise. Things just may take a turn for better. But we all know, nothing ends well when Karma rears her head.

Brooklyn x July This is a [MPREG]. This book included fantasy male pregnancy.

I was only 15 years old when he made a promise. His name is John. We were in a relationship during our high school years but it didn't last because his family needed to migrate to New York. Before he left the country he promised that after 10 years, he'll come back and meet me.

I moved to new town with my uncle and bumped into him. We hated each other from the start. When we bumped again it was the worst part of my life, it made me his slave........I thought bumping into him was the worst but the worst was ahead of me...... Thanks to MartaxSofia for such an amazing cover pic!!!!!!

My mother named me Karma. She said I was living proof that what goes around truly did come back around: that I symbolised all that was right in a world of wrong. But in this last year I've grown to hate my name. Not because of my mother but because of what my name now stands for. The past. And that's something I'd rather not invest in. But lately, things I'd rather forget are returning to me. Sounds, names, faces, people. And it seems that the meaning of my name is catching up on me.

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"my goodness you are such a divine bee, blessing me with your golden nectar." - huvy (me) "why don't you believe your people are being oppsessed?" "because we ain't no good." "well, everyone's not good. but that's not an excuse not to believe us." ____________________ the journey of malik milton, a self-hated black boy who finds interest in a pro-black queen, kiyonna. [started: feb. 12. 17] [finished:] author :: -huvvy // hhuey-

I have no clue where I am going with this, except to California to find her.