𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘶𝘮𝘢 𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.

𝘏𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘧 𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘮.

They come from two different worlds. What she knew was foreign to him but it was something about him that she couldn't get enough of.

"Montana, come here." He nodded his head toward the door, leaving out of the room. Staying silent as Ms. Carol looked at me, I kissed the back of Josiah's hand before leaving out of the room. As I walked out, Messiah stood there looking at me in disgust while I closed the door. "What are you doing that shit for?" "Huh?" I said since I had nothing else to say, just trying to stall time to get my words together. "Why are you stripping, Monty?" Sighing, I decided that I wasn't going to lie like I'd originally planned to do after listening to Chocolate's stupid advice. "Money." I spoke simply and he scoffed as I looked down. "Why not just ask Josiah for money instead doing hoe shit?" "First of all, It's not doing hoe shit. I don't have sex with anyone. I just dance. And I don't want to ask him for any money. It's not his job to take care of me." "So stripping..." He trailed off with a laugh. "..stripping was the last resort? Instead of putting your pride aside?" Saying nothing, I just looked at him with pleading eyes. "Please don't tell him, Messiah." I could already tell by the look on his face that he was going to tell him. "I ain't gon' tell him.." Thank God. I thought. "..you are." "What?!" I shrieked. "No. I'm not." "You are." He spoke in a demanding tone. "Please. You know how he is." I expressed "And you know how he is too but you made that bed." "Messiah, he's going to kill me." I begged. "I know." He shook his head, walking away from me. "Better figure it out. You got until the end of the day to tell him or I will." He mumbled before walking back into the room.

𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚊 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚌𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚌𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟶

With two differnt lives that ran the streets, Draco and Kayla had finally met in the day of light. They never knew that they would be forced to hurt themselves and then each other. The people they called friends and family would soonly walk differently from them. There was no escaping the lives they were forced into. Minipulation is the devils game. The devil was once a serpant, who tricked. 🦎 Book #1

His whole life Braylen has felt as if he were a misfit not knowing who he was, or the reason why he is the way that he is. But like they say the apple doesn't fall to far from the tree or like some say.. Like father, Like son. #1 in urban fiction As of Sept 7, 2020

-"𝐈 𝐂𝐚𝐧 𝐁𝐞 𝐌𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐀𝐬 𝐅𝐮𝐜𝐤, 𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐀𝐬 𝐂𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐲, 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐄𝐯𝐢𝐥 𝐀𝐬 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐎𝐫 𝐋𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐀 𝐒𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐫... 𝐈𝐭 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐃𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐎𝐧 𝐘𝐨𝐮". -𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐞💋