In a world where most believed toxicity was necessary to go through in order to find real love, she brought it to him in the purest way possible. His Angel, the Obsession.

Your trust? It's deep, it's clear. Your hope? Look at it, we're still here. Your heart? I got it, no need to fear. Our love? Is it genuine? Is it sincere?

Charmaine a nineteen year old mother of her daughter Malani finally breaks free from her abusive relationship of four years. Now she is on a road of recovery and new beginnings. While she is starting her life over again she meets someone special who turns her life around for the better.

This story contains explicit content. If not able to handle it DO NOT READ! You have been Warned! Tamia Wilson aka Candy was just your normal stripper. She was about her money.Even as a kid it was apart of her life plan. She was one day meets the boss and he's sinfully handsome. Shawn Ewing is handsome and he knows it. He owns Club Pyramids and other stuff. What will happen when he becomes interested in one of his strippers when his life style is fuck and duck? He also isnt the most liked man.His past may come back to haunt him. Will Tamia be willing to fit him into her life? Will the two get together? What dangers do they face? Karma is a B*tch. And it may come back to haunt you. Sex, Betrayal,Lust, etc. Come experience Candy's life.

Kyla Walker is a material girl with a luxurious life full of diamonds, limousines, VIP sections in the hottest clubs in Miami, G5 private jets and expensive houses on the beach. She has the life every girl dreams to have or does she? Behind closed doors she deals with a abusive boyfriend, Dre, who she loves and wants to believe he will change. When the perfect life Kyla used to live scrumbles, Kyla still mending from her past as to deal with the ups and down of a new life, new love, and new stalkler. Copyright © 2013 [memelo11] All Rights Reserved.

it's called life...

"You trust me?" he asked, eyes turning soft once they made contact. "Maj, I-I-" "I said do you trust me, Lucky?" he repeated, voice hard. "...yes," she breathed out, and his next words came without hesitation, sending a chill down her spine. "Then shoot."

'Think I'm better off by myself Think I'm gettin' the gangster fever I think I'm gettin' the gangster fever 🥵 '

He had the whole bad boy/thug thing going on. His pants were sagged just enough and he had multiple gold chains hanging from his neck and a gold watch. He also had 3 phones on him and the muscles in his arms stood out in shirt. Little did I know he's what I need.

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