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When tragedy strikes Marley's family, the last thing she is looking for is love-until Elijah, her nephew's teacher, shows her it's worth fighting for. ***** 26-year-old Marley Wright's world is flipped upside down when her beloved brother is admitted into rehab and she becomes the primary caregiver for his two teenagers. Little does she know that her nephew's handsome high school teacher, Elijah, is the man who's going to fill her life with unbelievable passion. But when their exes come back with malicious intentions, Marley and Elijah's lives change beyond their wildest imaginations. And when tragedy strikes, will their love withstand the pressure? Content and/or Trigger Warning: mention of substance abuse. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]

"Take care of me Talk all day then at night fall in deep Stimulate me I want you mental and physically Grab hold of me Gentle love but touch passionately I'll give you my blessing Take me person and objectively Ex and internally I belong to you" - Sabrina Claudio Sequel to "If You Let Me"

Sometimes the side chick is better.

Amaris pov "Don't you just want to move away from all this shit we got going on?" Nolan just laughed at her sudden question catching her a bit off guard. "What's so funny?. You don't think we could move away and do something with our life's" "Your pops don't like you looking at me. You think he'd let me move out of here with you?" She remained silent because she new Nolan was right. Her father's name always had a way of appearing into one of their conversations and she hated that "Why you always got to bring him up?" "Because with every idea you come up with involves him coming after me" he said and she ended up laughing "Stop bringing up these crazy ass ideas and let me enjoy the little time I have left with you. Ya know ya pops Finna be calling you any minute now to ask where you at" She smiled laying her head back on his chest falling into deep thought Never did Nolan realize that he and Amaris were meant to be together but what happens when he's not the only one she loves

Book 4 to the Thugged Out Series. Check out 1-3 Remember THIS SHIT IS FREE so keep your negative comments to yourself or simply don't read 😘 Thanks to those who've been along the ride since day 1.

"Things are not always gonna be all peachy so are you willing to ride no matter what?"

Honey Ortiz was raised with a silver spoon in her mouth. Stuck up doesn't even describe her. Always getting what she wants. No isn't in her vocabulary. 23 year old Qasim has always been a product of the street- matter of fact he is the streets! Born and bred in the slums of Ohio- the hustle is all he knows. Having a crack addicted mother he never knew love. Only love he ever knew was his baby mother. But she turned out to be a conniving hoe. The best thing he gained out of that was his 7 year old daughter Trinity. He promised to show her everything he never had. Love, affection, and a structured home. Neither of them were looking for love, but sometimes love can be looking for us. What happens when he crosses paths with bougie ass Honey? He's ill tempered, and she's spoiled as fuck. Could this be a disaster- or an everlasting love? It takes a real nigga to humble a bougie bitch.

Compton changed everything. In Riverdale, I used to be able to walk outside at night without having to worry about anything happening to me. I could walk outside in broad daylight and wouldn't have to worry about drive-by's. I used to be able to come home and be able to rely on a homemade meal made by mother-and my father sitting on the couch with her. But now, everything's changed. My dad dipped out on me and my mom, my mom and I are struggling to make ends meet, and I'm in these streets. Never would I imagined that myself, Egypt, would be out on the streets selling drugs to support myself. But if it helps me support me and my mother, I'm willing to do whatever it takes. Now I have responsibilities that I would've never expected, and people depend on me more than ever before. © all rights reserved // livythecreator