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Down For You (Under Construction) by _TayBae_33
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Isis, a beautiful brown skin girl, isn't like other girls in her neighborhood. Most girls would just wanna fight and have sex with any dude they spot but she had morals. Turning 22 and being one of the best volleyball players in her school and is also a straight A student I'd say she's pretty well respected on campus. Cameron, who goes by the name of Cam, is a handsome guy in the neighborhood. All the girls flock over him because he's tall, has tattoos, and of course because he has money. But that's not what he wants. At the age of only 17, he had his own drug business and when he turned 20, he opened up his own barbershop. Turning 23 he wants to be able to come home and see his women cooking for him and love him on the regular. Cam might be a bad boy and Isis be a good girl but maybe these two might need one another in their lives. You know what they say, opposites attract.
His Block by InkD_Roses
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What if the love of your life only stood across the street from you? What would you do? Cross the street or wait for them to do so? Would you guys both make the attempt or let the busy streets wash past you guys and blind your eyes of the future you guys can have? Let the honking block your ears of the expression of love that could be once heard. Let the cars, trucks and buses block the views of the pumping hearts that hold value to you both. Let the bystanders get through you both erasing every memory you guys once accumulated. What would you do as you stand on his block?
Convicted by nonamepages
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She went to prison to see her father. He was sitting right beside him, watching her without her even noticing. He let himself get locked up, but now he had a reason to get out.
Nazir (Creed Family Ties)  by JAmariBooks
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Rumi "Rue" Monroe was a girl who grew up too quick and too soon. When her parents died, all she had left was herself, her overworked aunt, and bills they could never quite outrun. Fresh out of a relationship after catching her man in bed with another woman, Rue is exhausted working herself to the bone, drowning in responsibilities, and done with men altogether. She keeps her head down, minding her business, praying life gives her something better than struggle and disappointment. She isn't looking for love, danger, or anything that can break her again. Until she meets him. Nazir "Naz" Creed is the coldest man in the city a quiet storm with a reputation that speaks louder than he ever needs to. Running the streets with his brothers built him an empire people fear and respect in equal measure. Naz moves with precision, loyalty, and violence when necessary, and he's never cared about much outside money, power, and keeping his circle alive. But then he sees Rue. What starts as a chance encounter turns into a collision neither of them can walk away from. Rue's sweetness clashes with Naz's darkness, her broken hope meets his guarded heart, and suddenly the city's coldest man finds himself warming to the one girl who wasn't looking for him in the first place. And the streets? The streets don't like when the wrong people start caring about each other.
Nina  by taneiartxo
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Don't think that my life is so typical because I once thought that and then everything changed for me. Don't ask me how either because I don't know. I mean.. you could see for yourself. And then you could give me an answer because I obviously don't have one. BOOK ONE COPYRIGHT | I DO NOT OWN ANY PICTURES.
Seperate Myself by SwisherSweetz
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I just wanna separate myself from all this fufu shit