Bahja Rodriguez is 18 and transgender that doesn't give a fuck about them boys, she the lesbian pimp of Georgia. She fell into depression at the age of 13 which made her do some things that got her and her sister Lourdes that followed in her foot steps kicked out the house. Now there off! Off to Cali to live with th...
Bahja Rodriguez is a 18 transgender that doesn't give a fuck about them boys, she the lesbian pimp of Georgia. She fell into a depression which made her do some things which got her kicked out with her sister Lourdes. Now there off to California to live with there rich dad! Learn what happens in Bahja lived meeting n...
When magic turns Zayn into a woman, she and Harry must learn to understand women. Zayn always had trouble understanding women. Mostly because he never bothered with trying. Then one day during an intense breakup with his girlfriend Perrie, he jokingly makes a request to be changed to a woman to help him understand fem...
Zonnique never knew it was all for her, now Bahja's alone wondering why she gave her all to her.... . You have to read the 1st book on this page and on @Ganese to be able to understand this one.
Friends with benefits never looked so good. Hey guys! My name is Parker and I am soooo excited to be collaborating with the very beautiful and talented Annaleese_Parker!!
Zayn had everything under control. He doesn’t get distracted by customers, and he definitely doesn't let it effect his studies. Work is work. Until a mysterious business owner comes into the club demanding his attention.
When Charlotte decided to start over in New York City, she expected a challenge... but she didn't expect this. Henry Hart is the furthest thing from Charlotte's type. He's a suave, sarcastic ladies' man with a bit of a bad boy complex and way too many tattoos. While she would prefer to spend her time reading, writing...
"Everything inside of my body screams of pain. There's no one to blame for the shattered pieces of my heart except him. To hurt physically by his hand is less painful because it's easier to endure. Much less his words were like cuts to my wounds to which he ripped open. But I love him. As sick as my mentality was, I...
" Look at me."he ordered. I raised my eyes to his locking our gaze. " I gotchu yah heard? Don forget me."he said firmly. I nodded wiping my continuously falling tears. I watched them lead him away. "I'm sorry."I mumbled breaking down on my knees." I love you."I finally admitted it but it was too late.
