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Hood Redemption by dream_outlouddd
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Hood Redemption
Victoria by EtherealExpressions
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"You could never love all of me, and I'm sure of that." _____________________________________ In a world of a preference of doing everything but the right thing and being everything that she's not, 26 year old Victoria Marshall is just trying to remain on the right path and be confident in herself. She defies society's expectations by being a full figured, dark skinned woman. When she meets 27 year old Kareem Thompson, the man who had his own issues too, he wants to show her that he is man enough to handle all of her and her enticing curves and sassy attitude. How will Victoria respond? Will she allow herself to believe that he loves her, or will she continue to think that she is better off without someone to love her and push him away? *I own none of the photos used in this book.
Badder than Bad (Plus size story) by Undiscoveredbeauty_
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"One day l decided that I was beautiful, and so I carried out my life as if I was a beautiful girl. I wear colors that I really like, I wear makeup that makes me feel pretty and it really helps. It doesn't have anything to do with how the world perceives you. What matters is what you see. Your body is your temple, it's your home and you must decorate it." -Gabourey Sidibe Ebony is a big carmel skin girl. She wasn't ugly she was beyond beautiful let's just say she thought she had a pretty face with a ugly body. She been called fat mostly all her life. Until she meets the thug she never thought would care for her.
Mine Too (Mine, #4) by colormePlNK
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Karmen Jay-Milan King Karma - baby girl of Jazmine and King, twenty-three years old, working at her mom's hair salon, and a mother of two. She shared her first kiss with him in kindergarten. They become friends over the next few years only for him to end up moving away, but when they cross paths again at 17 and 18 his occupation involves the streets and the streets always catch up when you don't wanna get out in time. Karma knew the risks of being with a man heavy in the streets, but may have got more than she bargained for when it came time to spend time apart and deal with drama from each other's families. ..... Book #4 in the Mine Series.
Learning by _TrillQueen
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book 2 to "teach me" series.
The Publicist by intellectual212
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After getting into a fight that went viral almost ruining his career, August Alsina's manager D calls on Jazmine to be his publicist. Can Jazmine fix August's image and find love in the process?
Teach me by _TrillQueen
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I shook my head " there's no right or wrong when it comes to defending your self " " But I don't know how " " Everybody knows how " " Not me " she argued. " Simple,don't show them fear " " Well uh can you uh-" " What girl damn? " I snapped. "Teach me" ••• book one of "teach me" series.
Finding Joy by dream_outlouddd
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Lauren Joy Carter She seems to have it all. A great big family, great friends but something is still missing. Joy. Until Devin Thomas, an up in coming power house lawyer comes along and gives her a taste of just that. What will happen on this venture of Finding Joy.
Mr. Panty Dropper [(Interracial)B.1/2] (CURRENTLY RE-EDITING) by icytsm
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"This is our secret and if you squeal, I'll make you regret your entire life." Darren whispered in my ear. The feeling of his breath made my skin tingle at his thick accent. Juliana Garrett has decided in order to get a boyfriend, she would have to stand out like a fish out of water. But what happens when the boy she would never think liked her wanted her all to himself? And what happens when he takes everything away that she's ever loved in order for her to love him? High school is almost over but will she eventually drop her panties for this hot psycho?
Healing Ivan Wattys2015 by suckerforfictions
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*please I wrote this story at 16/17. I'm 28 and I crying because I would rewrite this in a heartbeat especially coz I sound crazy* so read with caution* I fell in love. I fell in love with a fairytale. Oh Yes I did. You know that one story that gives every little girl hope out there that good things comes to those who wait even in rare but simple gems like a glass slipper. This hope carried me far and beyond. It's a fairytale that is relatable to any prospect of life. There will be your evil stepmother and evil stepsisters, your fairy godmother and your one true prince. It is a fairytale that understands the element of surprise: That what we seek can sometimes appear right in front of us without knocking on our doors. Most especially, it's a fairytale that understand the importance of love: A true prince may not come in shape of perfection but regardless of the imperfections and flaws, he would still remain perfect in your eyes. Regardless of its flaws, Africa was my father and Nigeria was my prince. Africa was my birthplace, born to the greatest warriors on the planet: Shaka Zulu, Nelson Mandela, Cleopatra, Kofi Annan even Didier Drogba the famous footballer. Most especially it was my home. It was the place I learnt to walk, talk, run and now 200000 feet above the ground I look down at my home. Little lights flickering everywhere like fireflies contrasting with the dark night. Maybe one day I will come back to my father. My prince. My Ile.