We grew up together, in a small neighborhood where summers seemed endless and laughter filled the air. August was my best friend before I even knew what love was. We'd race bikes down the hill, share secrets under the old oak tree, and sneak cookies from his mom's kitchen. Somewhere between our games and the sunsets, something shifted. His hand lingered a little longer in mine, and his smile became the one I looked for the most. We never said the words back then. Maybe we didn't have to. It was just understood, woven into every laugh, every glance, every shared moment. Now, thinking back, I realize that those quiet, simple days held a love that was pure and unspoken, but real all the same...

A poet and his pen

Dylani And Sina. The complete opposite of each other. Sina's dangerous, disrespectful, and cold energy pulls Dylani to wonder why he is this way.

A series of short stories bringing photographs to life featuring August Alsina.

"Blood is thicker than water, but not my pockets." - A.M.

Spirit of Vengeance ::: Viewers Discretion Is Advised :::

This is a sequel to the August Alsina fanfic by me . Book 1 is up and completed on my profile.

Solana is a twenty four year old "sexually fluid" woman with all the confidence in the world. She ends up inserting herself in a very sticky affair. A.A Fanfic..

What happens when a girl falls for the guy who can never commit ? (A reboot)