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85 Stories

  • Just You (BWWM) ON HOLD by trevtrevy
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    I finally had the courage to talk to her, to hug her, to kiss her soft lips. Then she has to leave, I now wish I wasn't a coward at the beginning of my high school life then maybe I would have had more time with her just to have her and hold her tight. "if we are meant to be, we will find our way back to each other" she says with tears in her eyes, I place my hand and she leans unto my touch, her chocolate skin looking so delicate. Bring her full lips to mine one last night enjoying the warmth and comfort it give me, I pull away slowly. "whenever we met again" I said whispering against her lips.
  • The Angel Of Death  by MrHanghim
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    Some say Angels and demons don't get along very much......some say that demons are the most evilest creatures. But what they don't know want hurt them....right?
  • Life Of The Infamous Pimp Chocolate  by Bootylicious234
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    In a city that never stops buzzing, Pimp Chocolate was more than just a name; he was a walking headline. Born on the south side with nothing but a quick tongue and a quicker mind, he learned to turn chaos into currency. Every corner knew his voice, he was always two steps ahead. He didn't just survive the streets, he made them his stage. They said wherever Pimp Chocolate went, something was bound to happen: a deal, a fight, a shoot out, or all three at once. He thrived off drama like it was oxygen, wearing trouble like cologne. With thirteen girlfriends and seven boyfriends, he somehow kept every story straight and every heart hooked. It wasn't about love, it was about keeping the world spinning around him. He wasn't chasing fame - fame chased him. With every scheme and slick one-liner, he built a legend out of laughter, lies, and late nights. Now, standing at the top of his own messy empire, Pimp Chocolate isn't just a man - he's the story the city can't stop telling. Tune in to The Life Of The Infamous Pimp To see what's next on his hit list. Is it a new booty or a new deal??? Read to find out 😏😏
  • The Camden Ghost by LaviniaPhillips
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    Dismissed from boarding school for unladylike behavior, headstrong Susie Phillips is sent to spend the summer in Camden, New Jersey with a famous poet who knows the secrets of the supernatural world. As Susie learns to see and talk to the dead, she's recruited to join the Lovecraft cousins, Scott and Alex, in hunting other creatures of the night. Dispensing of evil is no job for a proper young lady, but proper means nothing if you're dead...
  • I See Through by BarryTudor
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    Poetic musings of Barry Tudor on life and introspection. A journey of a motorcycling American poet lost in the midst of his own country. Hellish past. Glorious present.
  • Assorted Poems by EverettAiles
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    Various short poems dating back to 2014 or so A lot of inspiration from Allen Ginsberg My longer works are in a story titled "Oh Stop Light! and other poems" (some strong language and possible depression related triggers. please be safe, readers!)
  • Tragedies by lexespi17
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  • puzzle  by _aesthetic_rose_
    _aesthetic_rose_
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    -POETRY- FEEDBACK IS APPRECIATED MY LOVES
  • Souls by allthechemicals
    allthechemicals
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    A poem based off of Walt Whitman's "I Hear America Singing".
  • MY UNEXPECTED FUTURE by Jabsiebabsie
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    Read to find out 😊❀️Luv Jessica #3-whiteman
  • Poems By Walt Whitman by gutenberg
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  • BWWM Couple ideas by kiaralotts
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    Need some ideas for a BWWM couple for your book? Well check this out.
  • New and Improved. by elianakimberly
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    I've accepted my fate.
  • Poetry Unit by alexisamanda
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  • The Illusion of Choice by BaldManWishes
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    How life can seem
  • Bruised And Broken by Vampchick201
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    Sixteen year old Lane Whitman has been in an orphanage since she was nine. When she was a little girl, her parents beat her. Now she finds herself being adopted by a nice young couple who are unable to have children of their own. Will Lane's life get better as she tries to heal from her dark past, or will her life take a turn for the worst?
  • America--Merging with Myth by purebloodprincess26
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  • JanaΓ©  (BWWM) by LegallyUrban
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    "If you're looking for the word that means caring about someone beyond all rationality and wanting them to have everything they want no matter how much it destroys you, it's love! And when you love someone, you just, you don't stop, ever. Even when people roll their eyes or call you crazy" - Man (The loudest silence) ---- Heat radiated off her skin as liquor fumes floated off her breath. "S-Stop." She shuddered. He gripped her waist and guided his hands along her body. Placing his fingers around her neck he tightened his grip. "Shut up." He demanded. Her body was weak and out of her control as he pushed her onto the bed. "What are y-you doing?" She slurred. "Stop touching me." She begged.... ------ Cover : Myself PLEASE READ :) and engage in conversation. I respond to ALL.