𝙏𝙞𝙡 3005, 𝙄 𝙜𝙤𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠, 𝙬𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙙𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨, 𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙪𝙥.....

"𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭." 𝘏𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦. "𝘐 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦. 𝘈𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭." 𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘳𝘶𝘣𝘣𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦.

"𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘪𝘨 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘭, 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯, 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦, 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘶𝘵, 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬."

𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫, 𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐝. 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐦 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐨𝐫...

"Only a coward wait until his enemy have their back turned to make his move, now he's gotta feel a wrath of a menace."

Works #4: He's a man with a heart of gold, and a giving spirit and she's a woman down on her luck but with a hopeful heart for better days.

A composition of erotic stories for my black women. Read the introduction

so many mini-stories and scenes pop into my head & i have absolutely no time to develop them into full novels so I'm making a book of one shots. This book will feature people that I feel should be utilized more in fanfics or be casted in leading roles in novels on here more. This will also be another platform for me to showcase the multi-dimensionality of african americans. so enjoy.

kayonna's parents died in the hood life and she witnessed it all causing her to go mute. Kayonna lives with her big brother Trey, but he goes by ace in the streets. soon Kayonna meets Kash who works for Trey, Kash is cold hearted so the real question is what is Cruel ass Kash doing with Sweet little Kayonna?

He slowly backs up until his back is against the wall like my own, "You're..my neighbor?" He points to my door and I nod my head quickly. He hums softly, "You been here a while?" He asks and I nod my head once again. He chuckles, "Ya head hurt?" I nod again but stop as he laughs softly, "I-I mean.. no.. it doesn't." My cheeks burn red as I look at my shoes, "I-It doesn't hurt.." I repeat like a dummy and listen to him clear his throat, "So do you actually live there or was it bull?" He nods to my door and I play with my fingers, "Yeah.. I do.." I feel his eyes watch me and I quickly stop. "You live with your boyfriend or do you like sweatshirts that reach your knees?" He teased, making a giggle slip past my lips. I look away to the floor again, "I-I like big shirts... a lot." I mumble softly and he nods his head, "Hol' up." He puts his box down before walking over to one of the grey bins. I nosily watch as he pulls out a big grey sweatshirt, "Here." He holds it out for me to take and I stare at him with wide eyes, "F-For me?" I hesitantly grab the soft fabric as he chuckles, "Nah for ya mom." I puff my cheeks a little and give him a small glare, "Hush." He leans back against the wall and shakes his head, "It's cold out. You should put it on." ____________________________ She was a shy girl from the city with no spine and a list of problems so long that it could touch the floor and roll off her shoes. Though troublesome, she never truly minded because despite her fears, she was a smart little thing and worked around it. But like many of us, it kept her trapped in a tight little box. The fear of pain, insecurities, and endless thoughts held her back from the life she dreamt of. Until she met him. He was everything she could pray for and more. Tall, dark, handsome, intelligent, and caring. Perhaps she could peek out her little box.. just this once? __________ PLEASE STOP COPY PASTING MY BOOK!!!! THEIF!!! #1 in Daddy (1/1/2021) #1 in Black Romance (5/15/21)