Stuck on Broke
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Last published Tue, Dec 23, 2014
I'm James. James Johnson. Growin up in the ATL, all I ever wanted to be was the man. I wanted to get my mama out the hood, and give her all the nice things she wanted.
And that's exactly what I did. I was like the black scarface. Couldn't nobody touch me! Once I got some money In my pockets, I had everybody lookin at me. They all wanted a piece of me.
But all that slipped through my fingers 6 months later, when I got got.
This is my story, so I'm gone tell it. Up to you weather you wanna listen or not.
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Based in 2020, outskirts of Atlanta, Georgia Capri Laurent, a 19 year old community college student pursuing a degree with no real end goal in mind. Living at home with his parents, sister and baby bo, his life isn't as easy as it appears to be. Having his son at the ripe age of 17, Capri has to make ends meet for his kid, especially when the mother wasn't exactly in the picture. As if his life wasn't hard enough, after his son is diagnosed with autism Capri isn't sure how their lives will look for them. Playing the cards he was dealt, he grows, like a rose through concrete- with help of course. Harlem Santino, a 20 year old with dreams higher than he can reach. Harlem had always been amazing in sports, you name it- football, soccer, baseball, but basketball owned his heart. It was his passion, what kept the light shining bright in his big brown eyes. With a once in a lifetime opportunity with a full basketball scholarship to GSU Harlem would have been stupid to turn it down. However life had a twisted and fucked up way of making good people hurt. When his mother and only living family member is diagnosed with stage 3 breast cancer Harlem is forced to touch bases with old connects and pick up a not so safe side hustle. All while balancing his sport management degree and his grilling basketball requirements. Seemingly both alone in their own ways, who knew that an old hardly in use skating rink, a few joints, and good old r&b story telling would bring two drowning souls together and make life seem all the more bearable.
Bad To The Bone (Urban) (Edited and Completed)
Many people say I'm stubborn. Some might say I'm arrogant, mean, expensive, or maybe even evil. Now I don't know about evil, but I can say nothing gets pass me without my input. And if you cross the line, that's your ass who's gone have to pay. I'm a big finesser. I get what I want, and then some out of everybody without doing anything. It makes my panties melt when I satisfy other women's men. I think that's why I don't have one myself. My stripping and head game is so good, I'll have your man reconsidering your relationship. Now I know that's bad, but it brings me money. And you have no choice but to deal with it like the rest of them. My name is Diamond am I'm YOUR man's best friend.. But how did it get that far? Is the question that keeps everyone on edge.Complete
Money Makin' (Completed)
"So when you gon' stop playing and let me hit that shit, Zuria?" Mitch asked while he smoked a blunt in my mother's living room and we both sat on the floor. "Let you hit this?" I asked, raising an eyebrow as I watched him blow smoke into the air. "Yeah." He smirked, cockily. "How about when you learn how to talk to your girlfriend?" I took the blunt out of this hands and smashed it on the ashtray that was on the coffee table. "Whatchu do that for?" He bit his bottom lip, leaning into me. "Hm?" He went on, softly biting my neck. "I've told you, you can't smoke in here, Mitchell." "You're really not even supposed to be here." I said to him, considering my mother did not condone boys in her house but here he was. He'd completely ignored me though as he mushed his head into my neck, leaving small kisses. "Stop." I whined playfully as he pushed himself up onto me and kissed my lips, pushing me backwards with our lips still attached. "Mitch." I spoke nervously as he climbed on top of me while I now laid my back onto the carpet. "Let me hit that shit, ma." He spoke softly into my ear as he continued leaving kisses on my neck. "Mitch, we cant. My mom will be home from work soon." I expressed to him but he ran his hands up my school skirt anyway. "Stop bitchin'." "Let me finally pop that cherry, Z." He spoke, putting his lips on mine as he slowly moved my underwear aside and rubbed his fingers against my Girl. "Mm." I moaned, unfamiliar with this feeling but it felt great. And though I knew my mother would be here soon, I no longer wanted to stop. He continued rubbing it as I laid there, looking up into his eyes. As I did, he smirked down at me and I smiled small, rubbing a hand down his cheek. I was so in love with this boy.Complete
In Love With An Outlaw
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Sinner 2 (Completed)
Sinner 2. (The Sequel) "Aight, baby." He reluctantly grumbled, looking down into my eyes. "Whatever you want, I'a do it." Was all he said and I raised my eyes in shock. "You want me to leave this shit alone, you want me to leave this game? I'a do it." He looked down into my eyes seriously. "You hear me?" "It's done, baby. It's over." "What?" "Really?" I asked in disbelief, considering he was so content last night and this morning about his initial decision. "Yes, G." "You want me to stop? Then it's over." He said, licking his lips and I couldn't help to smile small, feeling 100% better. Apart of me believed him but a small part of me felt like he was just trying to make things better for the moment. "Do you promise, Abir?" I spoke barely above a whisper now and he nodded, looking away from me. "Yeah, ma." "Whatever you want." Then it's settled.Complete
Sinner (Completed)
"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 #1Complete
Breathe (Tay K)~COMPLETED
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"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.Complete
Based in 2020, outskirts of Atlanta, Georgia Capri Laurent, a 19 year old community college student pursuing a degree with no real end goal in mind. Living at home with his parents, sister and baby bo, his life isn't as easy as it appears to be. Having his son at the ripe age of 17, Capri has to make ends meet for his kid, especially when the mother wasn't exactly in the picture. As if his life wasn't hard enough, after his son is diagnosed with autism Capri isn't sure how their lives will look for them. Playing the cards he was dealt, he grows, like a rose through concrete- with help of course. Harlem Santino, a 20 year old with dreams higher than he can reach. Harlem had always been amazing in sports, you name it- football, soccer, baseball, but basketball owned his heart. It was his passion, what kept the light shining bright in his big brown eyes. With a once in a lifetime opportunity with a full basketball scholarship to GSU Harlem would have been stupid to turn it down. However life had a twisted and fucked up way of making good people hurt. When his mother and only living family member is diagnosed with stage 3 breast cancer Harlem is forced to touch bases with old connects and pick up a not so safe side hustle. All while balancing his sport management degree and his grilling basketball requirements. Seemingly both alone in their own ways, who knew that an old hardly in use skating rink, a few joints, and good old r&b story telling would bring two drowning souls together and make life seem all the more bearable.
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