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  • Alana's Scent
    233K 11.8K 122

    "What we have needs no title and never did." Yet, as the days ran into weeks which quickly ran into months, it seemed like the only thing we needed was... a title. A title that would express every word left unspoken. A title that would see every gem we overlooked. A title that would speak words even when our prides p...

    Completed   Mature
  • Do You Remember Me?
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    "We build sandcastles in the Serengeti, Don't you remember me? You splashed my face with Nile water, Daughter of Diaspora, You named me, Claimed me, Do you remember me?..." -Jill Scott

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  • The Nanny [COMPLETED]
    244K 8.7K 116

    Pop icon, Janet Jackson, had been having trouble balancing a distraught marriage, parenthood, and being a performer. Of course, this was before Grace came into the picture.

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  • Don't Bet On It
    6.1K 434 14

    The story of Clarke and Janet continues...

  • The Bet
    51.2K 2.4K 62

    Clarke and Emory met a few weeks ago and hit it off instantly. They have been best friends ever since. Emory however has had eyes for Clarke a lot longer the just a few weeks. An attempt to impress Clarke back fires and changes things for the both of them. Main Characters: Janet Jackson, Clarke Dubious and Emory Matth...

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  • Love In A Silent Place (Slow Updates)
    8.7K 482 12

    "I finished writing down some of my notes in his charts as I was walking out of the room. As I was turning the corner someone ran into me in a hurry knocking me down. I fell flat onto my back dropping his chart as all the air momentarily left my body. After the initial shock I caught my breath and coherency only to be...

  • Silk Sheets [Janet FanFic]
    242K 9.2K 62

    Janet has always been one to put on a brave face and use her name for weight but little did she know- she was about to meet her match... And then some. Completed 08.12.19

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  • The Unforgettable
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    Nothing ever felt quite right...nothing but her... Her lips fit perfectly with mine, as if God were an artist molding us like clay, saving our lips for last as if to make for certain that they were perfect for one another. My hand still rested on her chest and I could still feel her heartbeat through the tips of my fi...