𝙪𝙧𝙗𝙖𝙣 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 | 𝙗𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙖 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 I went silent just resting my thoughts on the idea of loving him. Sighing I lifted my head and decided to tell him how I felt. "I love you TreyVon I really do" I whispered to him putting my hands on his chest. I felt him squeeze my waist and move one hand under my chin. Moving to kiss me he moved down on the bed, mid kiss he pulled away both of us kinda out of breath from this passionate kiss, "I love you" he returned putting his lips back on mine before he flipped us over on the bed and this romantic shit wasn't a normal thing that occurred regularly in my life. And when it did I just prayed that this man would be the love of my life till the day I'm off this planet and he's what kept the peace and sanity running in my life everyday. ━━ ranks; #1 shortstory #1 teenromance #1 hoodlove #1 thuglife #1 teenlove #1 hood #1 unedited #1 blackpeople #1 thuglove #1 blacklove #1 clingy #2 urbanstory #2 urbanfiction #2 hoodlovestory #2 smutmaybe #4 newadult #4 teenlove #7 enemiestolovers #7 urbanfantasy # 8 highschool

*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)

"I'll never snitch on you daddy, I'll hold a brick for you, daddy"

𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒖𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒇𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒂𝒍 ✨

When Aria Jennings loses her previous job because she repeatedly came in late, she has to find a new job as soon as possible because she has to take care of her son. On a night out at the bar, when she was drinking her miseries away, she meets a handsome stranger, to who she spills her problems. To help, he offers her a card to one of the biggest companies and asks her to contact them for a job. Desperate, she does exactly what the stranger tells her to do, and surprisingly, she gets the job, only to start working and find out that the handsome stranger is her new boss. How does she fit in with her new colleagues when it is obvious to everyone that she is her boss's favorite?

Meet Camille Davis. 16, 5'2, with a body like whoa. Camille doesn't have your average teenage life. Behind her pretty smile, is a lot of pain & suffering. With her horrible mother beating her, stepfather raping her & constantly having to manage making up excuses to her teachers at school about why her grades have been dropping. The only thing Camille really has, is her bestfriend Brielle. But will that change, when Camille meets Brandon Williams a well-known drug lord who has a heart of stone? Read & Find Out ❤️

'Mam , it seems that you're pregnant"Doctor Johnson spoke while looking down at his clipboard . My eyes grew huge as Tip gave me a death look . "I feel that there's a lot of tense in the room right now , so I'll just leave you two your privacy"Doctor Johnson said as he exited out his office . I turnt my attention towards Tip's , he wouldn't even look at me . How could I explain this ? No , I didn't cheat . I pulled his sweater and he angrily snatched his arm away from me . "Terrance , I can explain"I mumbled messing with my fingers . Nah , I really couldn't to be honest but it was worth a shot . "I don't wanna fucking hear it ! I never cheated on you Chasity"he spoke calmly which made me feel calm . "If I told you , you wouldn't believe me"I answered truthfully . "Fuck it"he spoke getting up to leave . "Terrance , I promise to god I didn't cheat"I started ."I'm still a virgin-------" ..... €CopyrightHoneybabyy2014 *Short Novel*

After many let downs in men, Diamond has finally met the man of her dreams, Kai Mitchell, and with their daughter, life couldn't be any sweeter - but there's only one small problem; her dream man is a drug kingpin. Living a life looking over your shoulder is straining and with sudden murderous threats to her family, Diamond finds her self in the middle of a cross fire and does everything to protect her loved ones... even if it means taking a bullet for her man. Good girl gone bad, the ordeal changes her to something she thought she'd never be. But will it all be worth it in the end?

Abrielle is used as collateral for a debt that her father has accrued. But when the time of collection comes, he refuses to give her up, and she is kidnapped. Abrielle is confused, unknowing of her father's deal with some bad men. She is told that she never gets a chance to say goodbye, and she can never go back.

'Use that body' was the best advice Marisol could give her daughter before abandoning her. With only an eviction notice, a pair of heels and a dress to her name, Ariana is forced to leave her sheltered fairy land and adjust to the world outside, Brooklyn. When she thinks things have hit rock bottom, it only gets worse and in the midst of her drama, when love awaits, will she abandon it; the same way she was abandoned. In her world, used and damaged goods don't get packaged.