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Contrary
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Ongoing, First published Mar 23, 2016
Mature
Grief struck Naomi hard, her child's father died and now she's taking on being a single parent. She thought that she may never find love again or anybody who accepts her and her child but Ke'Vint comes along and shows her a different. Please read
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In Love With An Outlaw

25 parts Complete Mature

"Where the hustle brings the dollar." In a city full of money, sex, and drugs..you will get swallowed whole. In Amir Brooks and Asshir Robinson's perspective, the only shit getting swallowed is their nut. Two young hustlers from the dirty south with a plan to take over the whole country. The streets, and hustling is all they ever knew, but what happens when the women in their life want more from them? Their minds are only on that paper, and how to keep their home-front happy. But what happens when..the streets keeping calling them? Will they slow down and think of the bigger picture? Or, will the streets replace the ones they truly love? Kauner Wright and Milan Johnson have it all. When I say all..I mean from the careers right down to the men. Being young successful Black women comes with mo' problems then you can think of. One of the issues is their obsession with street niggas, and the perks that come with it. What happens when their lives are starting get tested in more ways than one? Kauner and Milan love their men, but we all know the streets don't care who you love. Will the girls fold or stay behind their men? The streets ain't never love nobody, and never cared about the ones in it. Welcome to Traplanta.