Asha Mitchell is all about her education and the next box to check off her list of goals. She never allows anyone to steer her from her path or take her eyes off the prize. She's a big time lover who also knows how to choose herself or play the game if she feels it's necessary. But she rather not. She admires love and wants everything it has to offer if she can. Some of the best relationships are built on friendship, and Asha doesn't realize that until Sanchez Harmon. He's goal oriented and doesn't have time for games. He knows what he wants for all aspects of his life - except his love life. Relationships aren't his strong suit because he's never been in one and never wanted one. Romantic love is a fantasy to him; nice to watch but unrealistic. A few things come to light when the two become friends after a homecoming party. One is an open-hearted lover and the other can't see himself in love. They love different but they'll try to figure out which way is best for them.

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"Hello, Sincere. How are you feeling today?" "Same as everyday, can't sleep, can't eat.." I trailed off, looking down at Sinclair who had a perfect mixture of both V and I. "That's not good." She said and I shrugged. "None of this is." I said and she nodded understandingly. "Have faith." She said, placing her hand on my shoulder and I nodded. I tried hard to keep the tears in because I had to be strong for everybody. The family was really going through it and I just wanted her back in my arms. V had my heart and if I lost her for good, I'd never look for love again. The doctor walked out as I sat there quietly and Clair looked over my face while she made spit bubbles. I bit my bottom lip, holding back tears as I looked at V laying there with tubes in her. Not able to hold on any longer, I broke down. "Baybeh, I need you..." I trailed off, shaking my head. "I need you so bad, I can't do this shit. I can't do life with you." I explained, looking down at the floor. "We need you, ma." My voice cracked, looking over to Sinclair who was still looking up at me. "Our baybeh girl is so beautiful, ma. I want you to see her, I want you to see her grow up. I want you to be here with us.." I trailed off, collecting my words. I wiped my face as more tears poured down and I shook my head, sighing deeply. "Wake up, baybeh." I spoke, breaking down as I bit my bottom lip.

kis·met /ˈkizmit,ˈkizˌmet/ noun destiny; fate. how do you know when you've met your soulmate?

Dave East & Ariana Fletcher 💓

If there has been one word to describe these two.. the word would be strenuous. This pair were like oil and water to one another. One holding onto a dream and still trying to stick by her rules, fixing all that had suddenly become broken while he stood, protected because of the fame, the power that came with his name.. no worries to worry about at all, except a baby with a women he think is too damn stubborn as well as head strong with her own options. Will these two push past their own flaws to co-parent with a child ? Or will there still be hell in their wake as their baby make her way into this world. Follow Chi & Gionni's Story! ( lol p.s. I try my best to give a good description but ya girl just ain't good at these types of things )

"We met in Miami, she was working at the mall at the time and I bumped into her at the gas station on the way home and just couldn't take my mind off of her. I never felt for no other female the way I feel about her, all these women come and go but not Diamonté what we had was solid and I wouldn't be the man I am now if it wasn't for her."

"Whatever bro, you just a hoodrat anyway." 𝙖 𝙡𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙤 𝙗𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙛𝙖𝙣𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣

***WARNING: THIS STORY INCLUDES MATURE CONTENT AND VIOLENCE**** Malaysia grew up in an average household. She hadn't been around of a lot of crime nor ever had anything bad really happen to her. One day she meets a big time drug dealer and within five months her whole world changes.

Santana Harris has had her fair share of relationships. She is 25 and trying so hard not to be the bitter friend but love has bit her in the ass too many times. She isn't trying to give anyone the time of day because once she begins to fall, they always let her land flat on her ass. One drunk night she texts the first ten people in her phone confessions. She soon regrets this decision when the person she least expects to text back does. Easton Brewster is a single father that is trying to balance his barber shop along with newfound fatherhood. It's a lot harder than he thought it would be but he stepped up to the plate without hesitation once his baby mother, Raegan started moving funny. When he receives one of the texts, he begins to look at Santana in a whole new light. Ultimately changing the dynamic of their relationship.