Thee Stories

Organized crime is decreasing, elections approaches, but it is another case that quickly grabs the attention of the country: an aggressor dies after attempting to kill t...

Sequel to Jealous. Beyonce find a herself falling into a deep depression after realizing her life with Megan was just a figment of her imagination. Read to find out wha...

Jeff and Jane have been at ever since they met until one night jeff has a dreamworld where jane is in different versions as in different bodies and color skin tones and...

Do you believe in soulmates? Someone that is put in this world for you to love . Well this group of friends will get the surprise of a lifetime when they are the soul bo...

This is the second book to my Earth Devil series which is Bellamy Blake story. So far Cassie has been working her way back into the heart of the older Blake as she fight...

This is my delusional thoughts of how Chenford gets back together its not as accurate as it would be in the show but I need something to get me through the rest of the y...

How this poem describes how sometimes love can be confusing no ,matter how we try to understand, it tells the intra conflict that happens with in a person that's tryna f...

My first (and most likely only) MeganxNormani book with my own twist on it. A normal day in the life of Megan thee stallion and Normani goes wrong when they find theirs...

Two childhood friends finally meet again but their current circumstances are a lot different that what they hoped as kids

"so many curves."

Megan thee stallion and Pardi

Saweetie is that bitch she dont give a fuck who you are she will fuck you up omm she grow up a hard life so thats just how she is .she come from a broken house she b...

I'm pretty bad at writing- so please excuse my A W F U L N E S S. I was really bored and I was hungry, so here we are. :D

Just a short poem, inspired by the poem How Do I Love thee by Elizabeth Barrett Browning, titled How Do I Hate Thee. I hope you my relate and possibly enjoy.

My name is Tia. I never in my life thought as myself as a killer, but I guess its possible to surprise yourself. I know nobody will ever understand me, my story... why...

A sonnet about something very important. Can you interpret what it is?

I stopped and I turned around and I asked her 'do you remember me?. I asked her one last time and she said 'no'