Shayla a senior in high school left to take care of her 3 year old sister falls for a drug lord named Kasen ...... is life with a thug better

*Not edited* I snuggled into the pillow before I felt his arm wrap around me, pulling me closer. My head now in his chest as he pulled my leg over him. "I love you," he whispered with his eyes closed. "Why?" I whispered back and he opened his eyes, looking at me and chuckling a little. "Gabriella, if you don't say it back and stop playing," he mugged and I laughed. "I'm not playing. Why?" I smiled looking up at him and he let out a deep sigh. "I love you because you're the best thing that's ever happened to me...because I was lost before you...because I can't go a second without thinking about you...because my mind goes foggy when I'm not around you...because there is nothing in this world, or any other, I wouldn't do for you...because I know you always got me...because you're my baby and all I'm ever gonna do is love you," he smiled kissing my temple ::: Gabriella Rae Mason is a dancer who moved from New York to LA to follow her dreams. She ran away from a past that still has a hold on her. Although she finds it hard to let her guard down, her life it going well with what she's built for herself. That's until she meet a man who pulls her life in all different directions. Jordan is an artist. He's good at painting and interior design, his way with prints and patterns warm you. The colors of his work paint a rainbow but his insides are coated grey. A cloud of darkness filled with pain and trauma follows him. Will the new girl he meets be able to halt the precipitation? #1 Black Writer(8/1/22)

when 2 girls go into a dorm seems like people had already moved in...

It's finna be bussin bussin if u don't like them then u can leave respectfully. But these finna come from Twitter. FYI : not my threads Ima leave the people names who I got them from in the bottom of the pages once done.💖

This is the real way to be loved 🥰❣️ And I refuse to let it go❤️‍🩹🫶🏽 { SLOW UPDATES 🥲}

In the gutta streets in Harlem New York , David "East" Brewster was like a Ghost. Rarely to almost never seen unless you were close to death. With him behind the trigger of course. East was the type of man that like a move in silence with only a hand full of trustworthy people in his corner. And even they didn't know his every move. When the sun was up he was only known as Dave. A young man of owns a Car Repair Shop. But at night was when let's his demons out to play. What happens to a young woman by the name of Danaye Jordan returns back to Harlem after 5 years looking for the best friend she left behind ? What happens when she finds out her old best friend isn't so friendly anymore. A lot has changed since Danaye has been gone. Most of it is for the worst , the sweet boy she once knew was now the one that had the NYC shook and wants nothing to do with her. Can she bring her David back or will she get lost in the web of the East side ?

"How are you supposed to keep your man with your hair in that mess, Tamia?" "And has your hair been looking like that all week?" She went on talking about my hair now, considering it was blown-out instead of well kept, hot combed and straightened the way that she liked. "No, mama." I dragged, annoyed completely now with all of my peace gone in this moment. "I just got out of the shower and I just finished washing and blow-drying my hair." "I'm going to hot comb it and then flat iron it when I'm finished doing my skincare." "Yasin's not going to be home until tomorrow probably anyway." I threw in there but of course she wouldn't chastise him about why and where.

❞𝙖𝙞𝙣'𝙩 𝙣𝙤 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙞𝙣 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙝𝙤𝙢𝙚... 𝙞 𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙞 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚.❞

If you just focus on the smallest details you'll never get the picture right.

kind of a sequel to poetic pain but you don't HAVE to read it to understand what's going on. 🫶🏾