𝐃𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐄𝐚𝐬𝐭.
6 stories
Irreplaceable (DAVE EAST) by homegworl
homegworl
  • WpView
    Reads 6,010,797
  • WpVote
    Votes 248,409
  • WpPart
    Parts 89
Eh, this rude, but, if you comment something rude or something I don't like, you getting "muted" as Wattpad calls it. ir·re·place·a·ble /ˌi(r)rəˈplāsəb(ə)l/ adjective -impossible to replace if lost or damaged. 17 Year old Zaidee Carter had been a good girl all her life. She had the best reputation and had no dirt on her name. She was shy and humble, and sometimes she let people do her dirty. She was a girl who was struggling but still smiled. A lot of guys wanted her because she was still a virgin and not many girls at her school still owned their innocence. But Zaidee wouldn't let them get to her just so they could use her. 18 Year old Kofi Azeem had spent his junior year locked up. Kofi was young but his name was ringing fear and terror in niggas' hearts. He was a cold hearted nigga who had spent most of his life struggling and when he finally came up off a check he chased the money and didn't let no bitch or nigga stop him from getting his bills. Kofi was that nigga who only fucked bad bitches- he didn't do relationships but bitches were quick to go crazy over him even if he'd never given them any attention. Kofi comes back to school his senior year. Tune in to find out what happens when him and Zaidee cross paths. Of course they're gonna fall in love. Read to find out how it all comes about. How the both of them end up Irreplaceable for one another.
The Harlem Way by CHOCstories
CHOCstories
  • WpView
    Reads 849,661
  • WpVote
    Votes 31,872
  • WpPart
    Parts 124
If I tell you, you belong to me. Would you be mine in reality? And not just in my mind. I'm so tired of being invisible to you- Teyana Taylor| Outta My League
Keep To Be Kept (ON HOLD)  by CHOCstories
CHOCstories
  • WpView
    Reads 18,554
  • WpVote
    Votes 877
  • WpPart
    Parts 7
Love doesn't make you do crazy things, people do. Well, in Logan's eyes. Being the first man Noelle has ever loved, he feels that no one can amount to what they share. To him, love without fear isn't worth having. Not being able to let go, Noelle continues to stick by her first and only love. She too believes that no one can love her the way that Logan does. Even with his shortcomings, she believes that their love knows no boundaries.
Living Vicariously by TonedPeach
TonedPeach
  • WpView
    Reads 715,728
  • WpVote
    Votes 28,386
  • WpPart
    Parts 36
Twenty one year old Kacey Hines living her life through her mother and forced to marry a guy she doesn't love.
Living Affair by TonedPeach
TonedPeach
  • WpView
    Reads 459,488
  • WpVote
    Votes 20,921
  • WpPart
    Parts 78
Book Two of the Living Vicariously series. It's two years later since Montana and Kacey have been married. Two years later where some secrets come to life.
Ungodly Hour | d.e. by lisha-stories
lisha-stories
  • WpView
    Reads 266,927
  • WpVote
    Votes 20,141
  • WpPart
    Parts 21
Success doesn't equate happiness. I've had to learn that the hard way over the years. With every disappointment, every let down, every heartbreak, my solution was to just achieve something. Gain a new award, a higher accolade, a bigger position. The distractions only work temporarily, but once it dies down you realize that you're left with just you. You realize that you're still alone, still a failure in other aspects of life, and still hiding from the past. My name is Brynn. I got married at nineteen to my college sweetheart, and at the age of twenty four I found myself packing up and leaving him in the middle of the night. During that ungodly hour is when everything starts to hit you, when everything begins to resurface. My husband never attempted to come after me, never even attempted to reach out to me. Yet I still find myself going to sleep with him on my mind. I can still feel his touch if I dream hard enough. I still find myself keeping up with his social media, following his life from a distance. Only in that ungodly hour do I let my fantasies roam free and allow myself to miss him. I allow myself to still love him, still care for him. As long as I know that once morning hits it's back to business, back to being distracted, and back to being alone.