love is giving someone the power to destroy you and trusting they won't use it.

"You can't see the future. I might have a chance. You don't know for sure." He mumbled, making her expression soften. "M-my mom used to tell me t-that birds still sing even after a storm. Why shouldn't people feel as free t-to delight in whatever sunlight remains to them?" Samir stopped talking for a moment to regather himself so that he didn't stutter, but Nina froze completely. "You don't have to settle with him Nina. It's been five years an-and you're not a-as happy as you should be. You smile differently with me.. and you cry a lot with him. I just think that you deserve to enjoy your time with someone other than h-him for a minute because there's still sunlight out there for you too, even if you can't see it yet." How did he become her source of 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐞 so 𝐞𝐟𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐥𝐲? A short story.

♡ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ౨ৎ ‧₊ .ᐟ ↳ ❝ {𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐲 𝐟𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐰𝐨𝐜𝐜} ☙✔︎ '𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝. ' ... '𝐍𝐚𝐡, 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐮 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥'

𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, heartbroken ahmya thinks she's found the perfect match-until she realizes jeffery is not who he claims to be. (on hold)

"𝙈𝙮 𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙮 𝙞𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙮 & 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙮 𝙞𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙮 𝙢𝙖𝙢𝙞.

NARDO WICK & @shvnorri.a || PLUS SIZE 18+ Roman (24) & Shiloh (22) || BOOK 1 & 2 I just let 'em talk, but it bothers me 'Cause it ain't love, it ain't love, it ain't love they see But it ain't nothin' to discuss 'cause it is to me, and so what? •••••••••••••••••••••••• "Lo ion give a fuck bout you havin a nigga, it's THAT nigga I have a problem wit. He don't belong round here and you just had that nigga in our house."

𝗥𝗮𝗲𝗴𝗮𝗻'𝘀 𝗣𝗢𝗩 Abel walked over to his couch and took a seat next to me. I looked everywhere but at his face. Butterflies fluttered in my stomach, and my left leg shook uncontrollably. "Why are you so nervous around me?" he asked, chuckling as if amused. I didn't say anything, wiping my sweaty palms on my jeans. "You could keep ignoring me if you want to... but I'm not going anywhere until you say something," he said. I looked back at him, his intense gaze boring into me. Those red eyes were definitely captivating. I wished I'd smoked a blunt before coming to this party. I'd been itching to ask him about what happened at the studio. I knew I was nervous, but I had to know. "Why did you kiss me at the studio like that?" I asked, crossing my arms and demanding a direct answer. He was taken aback by my question but said nothing, lost in thought. I looked down at his beard and dreads, realizing he was actually quite cute up close-wait, I need to stop. "I don't know," he mumbled, scratching his head. I knew he was 𝚕𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐.... __________________________________________ 𝗙𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗻𝘀 𝗻𝗲𝘅𝘁 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗯𝗼𝗼𝗸 👀📖 (𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗱𝗼 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗖𝗢𝗣𝗬 𝗠𝗬 𝗕𝗢𝗢𝗞) ! 📚 [𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗼𝗻𝗴𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴] Most Impressive Ranking: 📚𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 #1/63,000+ 🏆theweeknd #1/1,000+ 🎖️sza #1/1,000+ 🥇 solanarowe #1/20 (stories) 🥇 Abel #1/835+ 🥈 ctrl #1-#2/35 🥉 xotwod #1/314 🏅Abel Tesfaye #4/660 🏅 trilogy #53/1,000+ 🏆 SOS #1/400+

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