a hood famous street rapper makes a lasting impression on a twenty year old female finding her way through life.

ゾ baby , worship my hips & waist, so feminine with grace. i touch your soul when you hear me say, " boy , let me be your woman ! " ⎯ in which toxic meets peace. '*•.¸♡ a certifiedluvababe creation ♡¸.•*'

A young, plus-size, African-American teen strives to live her life. Join her on her journey as she attends college and faces some of the most complex situations.

"I'll play you." Kross challenged with a serious expression on his face, smoothly twirling the basketball on his pointer finger. "For what?" Amiko sighed heavily, a bored look on her face, crossing her arms over her chest, tapping her foot repeatedly on the ground. "𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭."

"𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐆𝐎𝐍' 𝐅𝐈𝐗 𝐌𝐄 𝐒𝐎 𝐈 𝐂𝐀' 𝐁𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐀' 𝐅𝐀' 𝐘𝐎𝐔?" this is a LOVE story, cus ima lover girl!

He slowly backs up until his back is against the wall like my own, "You're..my neighbor?" He points to my door and I nod my head quickly. He hums softly, "You been here a while?" He asks and I nod my head once again. He chuckles, "Ya head hurt?" I nod again but stop as he laughs softly, "I-I mean.. no.. it doesn't." My cheeks burn red as I look at my shoes, "I-It doesn't hurt.." I repeat like a dummy and listen to him clear his throat, "So do you actually live there or was it bull?" He nods to my door and I play with my fingers, "Yeah.. I do.." I feel his eyes watch me and I quickly stop. "You live with your boyfriend or do you like sweatshirts that reach your knees?" He teased, making a giggle slip past my lips. I look away to the floor again, "I-I like big shirts... a lot." I mumble softly and he nods his head, "Hol' up." He puts his box down before walking over to one of the grey bins. I nosily watch as he pulls out a big grey sweatshirt, "Here." He holds it out for me to take and I stare at him with wide eyes, "F-For me?" I hesitantly grab the soft fabric as he chuckles, "Nah for ya mom." I puff my cheeks a little and give him a small glare, "Hush." He leans back against the wall and shakes his head, "It's cold out. You should put it on." ____________________________ She was a shy girl from the city with no spine and a list of problems so long that it could touch the floor and roll off her shoes. Though troublesome, she never truly minded because despite her fears, she was a smart little thing and worked around it. But like many of us, it kept her trapped in a tight little box. The fear of pain, insecurities, and endless thoughts held her back from the life she dreamt of. Until she met him. He was everything she could pray for and more. Tall, dark, handsome, intelligent, and caring. Perhaps she could peek out her little box.. just this once? __________ PLEASE STOP COPY PASTING MY BOOK!!!! THEIF!!! #1 in Daddy (1/1/2021) #1 in Black Romance (5/15/21)

"𝐈 𝐚𝐢𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 .. 𝐬𝐨 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮." - 𝙻𝚊𝚍𝚢𝙽𝚊𝚒𝚒 𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚍𝚞𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 ©2020

After a shocking turn of events and revelations, twin sisters Cilia and Iris Hunter are now at odds. The wildness of Cilia and Allele's attempts at gaining money for Iris's sight, brought the heat down of the New York City police on them; forcing them to flee and become wanted. However, the twins are introduced to their family and third sister-their triplet, White Locus. Thanks to the Hunter cartel, the trio are able to beat their legal troubles with the police; however, Cilia and Allele's past is not far behind them as they still find themselves being hunted by New York City's biggest drug supplier and ex-lover of Cilia, Dion "Breeze" Gray. Unwilling to give Cilia over to Breeze, a war is started. And unknown to the Hunter cartel, Keshawn Gray is also put on a mission to take them down if he wants a final shot at becoming detective. Can the Hunter cartel prevail, even when one of their own are bringing them down from the inside? Cover by: @dragology

𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗱. veryyyy cliche .. lol

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