𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭.... dave east x latto fanfic. 2/6/24

Once upon a time, on the iconic Ed Sullivan show, Tisha Campbell and Michael Jackson crossed paths. They were both young and full of talent. As the years went by, their paths continued to intertwine in the entertainment industry. They collaborated on music, danced together, and shared moments of laughter and joy. Gradually, a deep connection blossomed between them, and they fell in love. Their love story was a beautiful blend of music, creativity, and shared dreams. They supported each other's careers and brought out the best in one another. It was a love story that captivated the world and left a lasting legacy in the hearts of their fans. ❤️🎶

" i gotta take ya from your man that's my mission if his love is real he got ta handle competition you only knew him 5 months besides he drinks too much and smokes too many blunts and I've been workin' out everyday thinkin' 'bout you lookin' at my own eyes in the rear view catchin' flash backs of our eye contact wish i could lay ya on your stomach and caress your back i would hold ya in my arms and ease your fears i can't believe it, i aint had a crush in years hey lover. " aaliyahxbeyoncé

Studio, where dreams get made, enemies multiply, and love is the most dangerous track of all. // beyonce x G!P aaliyah

What happens when the King of Pop meets the Princess of R&B?

Imagine being married off to a Mafia King just to pay off someone else's debt. Enzo Liu is the most coldest man anyone has ever met and the most dangerous too, but that doesn't hide the fact of how fucking attractive he is. The man can ruin lives with just the snap of his fingers and a simple order, but it takes one useless barista to make him fall to his knees just for her. *More of a romance than smut* #1 in burn #1 in asianboy

Evangeline has always walked the straight path church on Sundays, top of her class, a future so bright it blinds her. Stack is the opposite. Cold stares, dirty hands, and a reputation soaked in sin. They were never meant to cross paths until a favor turns into a deal, and a deal turns into something neither of them can name. He's the kind of boy girls are warned about. She's the kind of girl he never thought he deserved. But some flames burn too hot to ignore... even if they leave scars.

''Open your legs,'' I order, and she looks at me like I'm insane. "Open. Them. Now."I warn, and she rolls her eyes and does as told. Did She just roll her eyes at me? "Baby, I know you're mad that I hung up on you today, but I was pissed, I'm over it now I just need to get some sleep." She says softly. I scoff, pulling out my nine inches of dick. Her eyes move from mine to it, and she looks at me and caught an attitude. ------------ Destiny and Adonyjah are both products of Atlanta. They made it out of the ghetto before it was too late and grasping at opportunities, illegal and otherwise. They've been together for years and were happy--they are crazy about each other. He was a successful lawyer and drug dealer, and she was a former pageant queen turned, pageant coach and TV host. She loved him...though his temper would sometimes get out of hand- and he loved her, even though he sometimes hurts her. They make it work. But how long can they both compromise? Something has got to change.

She rules the city with her mouth stained red and her hands clean of mercy. Seraphine rouge isn't a legend, but a law. An immortal vampire queen who feeds in velvet-lined rooms, seals contracts in blood, and decides who lives long enough to beg. Nightclubs are her altars. Red envelopes are her verdicts. If you receive one, your fate has already been chosen. She does not give her body without taking something in return. But there was always someone who disobeyed. Kingston Blackwell, a human kingpin with a drug empire, dirty money, and a hunger that rattles her more than the smell of blood. Kingston is violent, obsessive, and dangerously unafraid. Their connection is toxic and consuming; he wants to own her, and she wants to ruin him. And then there is Lucian Fox. The enemy's son. The forbidden love. His desire for her is quieter, deadlier, and written in prophecy sealed in blood magic rituals that feel far too intimate. Loving him could start a war, and his touch could end the world. As witches betray, demons collect their debts, bodies pile up, and the city begins to bleed. Seraphine is forced to confront the one thing no crown can protect them from. Because power is intoxicating, love is weakness, and the queen who lets herself burn, everything she rules with her. This is not a love story. This is a story about obsession, dominance, and the cost of sitting on a throne soaked in blood.

the title. 🔝