I never seen a smile so pretty I need to know I'll always have you wit' me So take your picture on my video phone You can pick your own song And you could be the only one I know you like that Turn you into a star? I got it like that Like that, baby, don't fight it 'Cause when I miss your call, I hit you right back On my video phone Them hustlas keep on talkin' They like the way I'm walkin' You saying that you want me So press record, I'll let you film me

A story in which a woman tries to move on after leaving her cheating husband. *She does not take him back*

When ten rising content creators agree to live together in one mansion with no phones, no cameras, and no internet, it's supposed to be a break from their curated lives. But once the filters come off, the real drama begins. For YN, a bold and flirty creator, things heat up fast when she finds herself caught between two irresistible women... Huda, a stunning fitness influencer with a jealous streak, and Olandria, a smooth-talking Southern belle who knows how to get what she wants. With club shifts, house parties, secret hookups, and explosive confrontations, nothing stays hidden for long. No likes. No edits. Just raw, unfiltered reality.

What Nicolandria could've have been if it was not love island and it was solely focused on Nic and Olandria's connections.

Olandria likes what she has with Taylor, but she feels like she's missing something. Maybe Nic can help her figure it out. (Nicolandria fanfic bc I am a writer with freewill. Also available on ao3 :p)

25 year old Y/N goes out to celebrate her birthday and meets a older fine women who may be a little to mature for her. After one night alone Y/N can't seem to let her go and fights to keep her attention.

"Well, Damn. I didn't think anyone actually used it. What's-What's her name?" "Blue. Blue Ivy"