Thug Besties

Thug Besties

  • WpView
    Reads 102,856
  • WpVote
    Votes 3,551
  • WpPart
    Parts 18
WpMetadataReadMatureOngoing2h 55m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Aug 18, 2015
WpInfo
Fiction
Romance
Kharter is a regular teenager who lives the life most teenage girls would love to. She wears expensive things and has everything she could ever ask for. Only thing different is she grinds for what she wants. She doesn't live off her mom's paycheck. She makes her own money. But unlike a lot of teenagers, she'd never let greed get to her. Kharter is wise and patient. And with her bestfriend/ R.O.D. she can get through all the obstacles heading her way.
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • Sinner (Completed)
  • His  Love
  • My Life As A Hoe
  • Sinner 2 (Completed)
  • Sweetest Dreams
  • thug love
  • In Love With a Thug
  • Thugs Can Love
  • LIFE OF SIN
  • INNERMOST SAVAGE (Complete)

"Mama, I can't just leave Abir." I admitted, telling her exactly why I couldn't do this. Not only would she be snatching me away from my family and friends but she was taking me away from the person I'd loved for five going on six years. I couldn't just walk away from him. "Baby.." She trailed off, sighing deeply. "I know you love Abir." She stood to her feet to stop packing for a moment and pulled me into her. "But I promise you, there will be other boys. Right now you have to do what's best for you and that's coming with your daddy and I to give you a better life." "Better life for who? You?!" I screamed out, becoming even more angry at her choice of words. As if my feelings were robotic and I could just turn them on and off for any and every person. "My feelings just don't matter to y'all at all, huh?" I asked, crying harder than before now. "Speak to your mother with some respect, Giselle." My father spat to me and I shook my head, watching as they stood there looking at me like some dumb teenager. This wasn't puppy love for me. I didn't spend 5 years building something, just to walk away from it for their dreams. I couldn't do it. Sinner. Book #1

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines