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Hey guys! So if you didn’t know I am signed with Curvy Girl Publications. Above are snippets of my stories that are available on Amazon! Get this it’s free if you have kindle unlimited! If you looking to kill some time check out my books and the rest of the Curvy Girl Publications catalogs I promise you won’t be disappointed!

💜 Her Thickness, His Weakness — http://a.co/11qKIeP

💜 Her Thickness, His Weakness 2 — https://amzn.to/2vYVWqN

💜 Her Heaven: A Love Without Betrayal — http://a.co/e3n2aMN

💜 Her Heaven: A Love Without Betrayal 2 — http://a.co/8wrSItf

💜 Curves of Destruction Vol. 2 — http://a.co/6HH0GEw

💜 Caught Up In His Thug Love — https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07JGDCSRN

💜 Caught Up In His Thug Love 2 — https://amzn.to/2QiYaxi

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Part 2 Coming soon! Did you get part 1?! http://a.co/e3n2aMN

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Support ya girl! ☺️

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🌺⭐️ Synopsis⭐️🌺

Love. Is something we all want and what we need. Some people want it and crave it. This falls nothing short of the story of Onita & DeShawn. He was her first and she wanted him to be her last.

A new relationship is a beautiful thing! Like a picnic on a beautiful sunny summer day. Then when you realize everything isn’t all it’s cracked up to be it’s like a storm drenching everything as far as the eye can see.

Just like that storm lies and secrets brew beneath the facade portrayed by DeShawn that Onita is just too blind to see.

Can she find her way out the dark? Will she discover the true meaning of love? Will she ever know her worth?

All for this thing we call…love.

[mollyshaj]

My girl is published! Yall go support one of the best writers in this fanfic shit and get her new book. Im proud of you Nita!

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Thank you so much hun!

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I know it's been awhile, but lawd I got a "fantasy" for ya'll! Stay tuned. 😉

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Can u talk dirty to me or send m photos

My daily rates are $25 per photo and a additional $5 for anything special. And $15 per half hour of the conversation.

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Hard To Walk Away - Trey Songz

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🌺02: Can I have this?

Josephine My aunt ended up picking me up and since I been here I’ve gotten a lecture from her, my granny and my uncle. That was well over three hours ago and they’re still talking! I eventually tuned them out; well I tried to anyway. “You know yo Momma gon’ beat yo ass.” My uncle snickered and I rolled my eyes ignoring them and their remarks. 

Eventually I migrated outside and sat on the porch before my mouth wrote another check my ass couldn’t cash. “Flo Jo what’s shaking baby.” I smiled somewhat before my eyes fell on Abel. He’s like the local big brother around here. 

My mother and his mother are best friends and have been for years. He was about six when I came into the picture and since then we’ve never really separated. He’s like a leaf in fall. Blowing wherever the wind pushes him until another breeze comes along.

“Abe you have to save me!” I pouted with a slight laugh. 

“I can’t help you. Auntie crazy as hell and I ain’t even about to dodge no punches today,” He chuckled loudly; I whined in response. “She might take it easy on you. Didn’t you fight chicken heads daughter?” He inquired and I nodded. 

Toni’s mother and my Momma hated each other for as long as I can remember. I don’t know what happened between them I just know when Toni and I got called to the principal’s office in middle school Momma told me if she bothers me to beat her ass. 

From then up until this point I never really fought back. Momma hated that, but she also said she don’t want me to get into any trouble this year since I’m a punk.

“Walk with me.” He nodded his head towards the gas station. I had my purse and phone with me so I just got up and went. Abel asked me about school and I gave him a quick run down before telling him about the fight. 

“I hear you whooped her ass and broke her finger,” He dapped me with a chuckle. “Remember what I say ‘bout them power hits.” He pointed and nodded. I know I can fight because he taught me since elementary school. He brought him some swishers and got me a cup of ice, juice, and chips.

I swear I feel so safe with my big brother! I hate when he leaves because that’s when shit seems to hit the fan. Six o'clock seemed to roll around and right on the dot my Momma’s car pulled into Granny’s driveway. Talk about a dead girl walking.

“Oh shit. She look mad as fuck.” He sucked in air through his teeth.

“No she just got resting bitch face.” I sighed rising off his porch. He laughed and patted my shoulder. His mother works crazy shifts at White Castle so he goes back and forth between there and his girlfriend’s place just to make sure ain’t nobody messing with his Momma or her shit. I made my way across the street sluggishly and inhaled deeply before walking into the house.

“Josephine Yvette Jenks!”

Damn it! ___

A Week Later

I know you’re wondering how much trouble I got into. At first it wasn’t bad until Toni’s Mom wanted to press charges that’s when shit got bad! Momma beat my ass I swear I could not sit for entire week I was out of school. When I got to school this morning I sat in the car with Abel for a few minutes before I had to get out. 

Like the first day I went straight to my locker and got out what I would need for Language Arts and headed straight to that class. “Good morning.” Mr. Brown said before taking a sip from his thermal cup. 

“Morning.” I went to take my seat in the back in the last row near the chalk board. “Jo we have a seating plan now and you’re right here.” He pointed to the desk right beside the podium. 

“Oh okay.” I trailed off taking my new seat. I pulled out my spare notebook and started to draw something random. I settled for a portrait of a random girl I saw on tumblr.

I felt his presence at the podium, but I continued drawing. Voices started to get louder signaling more people came in. “That’s really good, Josephine.” Mr. Brown complimented as he walked past. “Thank you.” I smiled softly starting to do some shading for her hair. 

The bell rang and he closed the door. If you aren’t here when the bell rings you have to get a pass. “Alright pass up yesterday’s homework to the front. Then start your bellringer.” He instructed then cut the lights off. I took out a loose piece of paper and copied the bell work. ___

AP Art.

My last class of the day and I’m so ready to go home! I did and turned in all the work from last week so that’s off my to do list. Mr. Brown smiled at me as I entered the art room. “You’re always early.” He noted and I shrugged. “There isn’t anything out there for me.” I laughed somewhat honestly. 

I mean I could socialize and attempt to make some friends, but for what? Some of the females in here don’t know how to be a real friend and I will not put myself in a position to have to whoop someone’s ass because they’re being fake. “You don’t have or don’t want to make any friends?” He polled somewhat in shock.

“I don’t trust people honestly. I observe and I can tell right off the bat if I like a person. Everyone here is fake as hell and so are the teachers.”

“Ouch.” He put his hand on his chest faking a pain. 

“I wasn’t talking about you, but if the shoe fits.” I shrugged with sly smile. 

“Fair enough,” he chuckled putting his hands up in defense. “Did you finish the picture you started earlier?” He asked and I nodded and flipped open my notebook. I showed him the page and he got up from his desk to get a closer look. 

“You’re really good girl. Serious talent.” He admired the drawing. “Thank you.” I felt an unknown emotion course through me. Besides Abel I don’t let other people see my drawings.

Momma calls it mindless garbage. A couple years ago I drew her a picture of her as a African Queen. She hated it and tossed it in the basement. I had it blown up and put it in a gold frame for her. So now I just get her a card and turtles from Fannie May.

“Can I keep it?” He looked at me and it caught me off guard a bit. “Yeah be my guest.” I smiled and he gave it back to me to peel out the notebook. “Sign it for me?” He asked and I smiled.

“I did. It’s just hidden.”

“Where?”

“Not telling. You have to find it.”

He grinned at me and nodded before taking it to his desk. Everyone seemed to be coming in last minute because there was a fight in the hallway. Because the room is set up with tables with four chairs to each table a group of three guys sat at the table with me. 

The one that sat beside me was dark skinned and he had a pretty smile and handsome chocolate orbs. Most people don’t see the beauty in dark brown eyes, but his has this twinkle to them that matches his smile. Mr. Brown continued to go on to recap what they did last week while I drew in my notepad as I listened.

“Hey, how you doing baby?” A voice asked lowly, but I didn’t think they were talking to me until it felt like someone was staring at me. I glanced around and noticed the guy beside me was looking dead at me. “We’re you talking to me?” I asked and he nodded with a chuckle leaving his full lips. “I’m sorry I didn’t know.” I apologized completely embarrassed and confused. “What’s your name baby girl?” He licked his lips and shifted in his seat. 

“Josephine.” I shook his outreach hand.

“Kenneth.” He smiled a toothy grin. 

His bottom lip embedded itself between his teeth. I instantly had the urge to swipe my tongue across my lips slowly. I looked down shyly at my drawing and nibbled on the inside of my bottom lip. “You drew that?” He spoke again and I nodded looking down to see what I was drawing. 

Sometimes I forget what I’m drawing and just draw out of habit. This time it happened to be a rose. Kenneth went to open his mouth, but the sound of someone clearing their throat grasped our attention. 

“Mr. James and Miss Jenks. Do I need to separate you two?” Mr. Brown scolded; my head hung low slightly and I shook my head no. “Nah you ain’t gotta do that. I can’t promise to behave, but I’ll try.” Kenneth looked me up and down and my cheeks grew warm. It didn’t help that other people were ooohing and going oh snap! Mr. Brown dimmed his eyes at us, his state firmer on me, before going back into his lesson.I’m so embarrassed!! ___

After class Kenneth told me he was new here and the two guys with him are his brothers. They’re new here obviously and he thought he’d speak to a friendly face. I don’t know if that’s him flirting or what. According to Abel I got resting bitch face like my Momma. “Where you stay?” Kenneth leaned against some lockers beside mine. “Over by Kennedy. I’m a couple blocks away from Anthony’s.” I referred to the restaurant on the boulevard.

“No bullshitting I live over there too. You wanna walk with us? Or we can ride the bus.”

“I don’t think I can my brother is supposed to pick me up and before I even attempt to hang with anyone he has to meet them. It’s mandatory.” I giggled shyly because anyone who comes near me heads for the hills once they realize he’s my brother. 

“I ain’t scared to meet yo brother. I’ll meet him now.” I laughed at his confidence.“You’re so confident! That’s cute!” I cooed patting his shoulder. “Cute? Baby girl I’m sexy.” He smoothed his brows and posing. Indeed he is. I laughed and looked at my iPhone 6 Plus Abel gotten me.

Big Bruh 💪😚: I’m outside c'mon a nigga hungry. I’m tryna get to Pepe’s!

“Well he’s outside. If you’re serious about meeting him lets go.” I gestured for them to follow me. Sure enough he was right behind me his brothers decided to take the bus. I spotted Abe’s car right out front of the double doors. When he saw me he instantly got out of the car; “Who this?”

“Abel this is Kenneth. Kenneth, Abel.” I introduced the two. Ken stuck his hand out for a shake but Abe just looked at his hand. I narrowed my eyes at him telling him to be nice and he reluctantly shook his hand. 

“He wants to be my friend and I told him the rule. He had to meet you first.” I informed and a wicked grin came across his face.

“Yup and you will only hang with her if I say so. Is that clear?” He directed his attention to Kenneth. “Good. C'mon I’m hungry as fuck and I gotta get you home before both our Momma’s beat my ass.” He waved us over to the car. I hopped in the front and Ken hopped in the back. Abel gave me a look and I smiled big.

He better be nice or I’ll whoop his ass.

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🌺01: Fuck my life.🌺

Josephine

Waiting at the bus stop I nervously bit my lips avoiding eyes with anyone by kicking at the few pebbles at my feet. My stomach began to churn and my hands grew clammy. 

I can feel my mouth go dry and my heart thud in my ears over the music playing in my ears. I don’t want to go. I hate it and always will. Nothing good can come of it as long as I’m surrounded by these people. Never in my life have I witnessed people pick on a person so much! I don’t bother anybody let alone talk to anyone so that gives you grounds to make my life hell? It’s not fair.

The low rumbling of an engine made me look up. I spotted the big bright dingy yellow school bus make its way down the street. Another reason I hate the school is taking the bus. Where always the last group to get picked up which means sometimes there isn’t always enough seats and being that half of my ass can take up half of the seat that doesn’t leave much room for sharing seats with anyone.

I don’t like sharing anyway.

Unfortunately the bus pulled into the school’s parking lot right on time. I was really hoping we’d get caught by a train and would at least twenty to thirty minutes late. 

Being one of the first people off the bus I quickly made my way inside. There’s absolutely nothing out here for me. I found my locker upstairs and three bays over. I felt my nerves spike up at the group around the lockers.

In and out is the trick.

I did just that. I slipped in and put away my things and kept a pen, pencil, and a notebook to take to my first class of the day. Like any other time I was the first student there. Some people manage to beat me every now and again but it’s only two or three. 

My first class being Language Arts I took a seat in the last row near the window and sat at the very back on the right side of the room. Other people began to file into the room and there was still no teacher. 

The bell rang and at least twenty minutes went by so everyone talked amongst themselves before someone walked in. “Sorry I’m late class. I was caught by a train.” A males voice spoke and I noticed the girls reaction instantly. They shut up and shared a look.

Code: Fine ass nigga alert.

“I’m Mr. Brown and I will be your Language Arts teacher and also your AP Art teacher. For those of you taking that course,” he walked through the middle of the room and stood at the podium in front of the chalkboard. 

“My rules are very simple. You respect and I’ll respect you. If you on some other stuff I will gladly send your ass out of here and you can discuss your malfunction with the Dean. I won’t put up with bullshit. Most of you all are seniors and expect for y'all to be on y'all shit.” He paused and brought the thermal cup to his lips; I think it’s coffee, yuck.

He wore a collared white button up tucked into a pair of black skinny jeans and the latest Jordan’s on his feet. A small nose piercing on the right side of his nostril and from what I can see his skin is covered in tattoos.

He went on to tell us about himself and I listened somewhat whilst studying his features. I peeped some of the girls drooling and some guys taking in his lecture then the goofballs dreaming in lala land.

“I’m gon take attendance real quick. If you would like me to call you by something else let me know. Like I said I want yall to feel free to express yourself.” He eyed us then looked through his planner and flipped a few pages.

“Michael?” He called out.

“Here.” Mr. Brown looked over and nodded.

“Kierra?” He called out once more.

“Here.” She purred in a sultry tone. Ew.

“I’m sorry sweetheart I don’t know how to pronounce your name,” he paused and chuckled. “Last name Bell.” He glanced up and lordy behold it was the hoe of the senior class. “Say your name for me sweetheart.” She smiled seductively and twirled some of her tracks around her finger. 

“Terry-ana.” She pronounced and he repeated it a couple times making a mental note for himself. This process went on for another fifteen to twenty minutes and in the pit of my stomach I could feel my name about to roll of his tongue.

“Josephine.” He called out and his eyes seemed to find mine. 

“Here.” I rose my hand slightly. 

“I like that. Beautiful name. It’s classic.” He complimented making my skin grow warm. “Thank you.” I shyly looked at him through my lashes. Something weird resonated in the pit of my stomach. I decided to brush it off. It’s more than likely nothing and it’s just me and my anxiety. ___

“Well, well if it isn’t Fat Jo. Still on your life’s mission to be Miss Piggy’s stunt double?” I rolled my eyes at the sound Toni’s voice. My hate for this hoe burns with the intensity of a thousand suns. We’ve been in majority of the same class throughout our school career. And she always found a way to make my life hell. 

“Still having sex with your step father behind your mothers back?” I shot back before sipping my bottled water. Apparently I struck a nerve because I swear I saw her eyes turn pitch black. Funny she thinks she struck some fear in me, HA! “Bitch I’d beat yo fat ass!” She put her finger in my face and I glanced between her ashy hand her eyes. 

“I’m not going to tell you but one time and one time only to get your dirty, stanky, funky, mildew pussy smelling hand out my face.” I growled. She laughed and continued to pester waving that damn finger in my face. 

So I grabbed it and bent that shit backwards. She grabbed my hair and from then on we were rustling and tussling.

I knew deep down some shit was going to pop off.

I think I heard someone yell for us to stop before I felt myself being pulled away from. Whomever the brave soul is to save her from this ass whooping was getting a run for their money. I am not a weak bitch. 

Once they finally got me away from her and into a hall I paced back and forth fuming. This is such bullshit I already know what’s going to happen. “Can y'all just send me home and give me suspension papers!” I yelled completely over today.

Ugh my momma is going to kick my ass! FML! -.-

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Twenty-six year old Chris is finally getting a job in the career he’s dreamed about. It’s not the most glamorous job in the world, but without it young minds would never know how they can change the world, their lives, and other people’s lives.

Eighteen year old Josephine isn’t the slimmest gal around, but she has a heart of gold and the brightest smile. It’s her senior year and she can’t wait until the last day of school! She hates everyone in the building besides a few close friends. Although she battled some internal struggles she finds it in her heart to for those who won’t do for her. Even when she’s invisible yearning for someone to see her he whispers;

“I see you baby girl. I see you…”

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Please dont go

I won’t

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I almost feel like I should deactivate this blog...

I’m neglecting the fuck out of it...

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Would you believe my grandma put me on this song? Lmaoo

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Do you think you can make a dominant long sex scene with tray bills with a curvy bad bitch!! Look him up on twitter😍

Damn he’s fine af! Tell you what if you can give me his age I’ll see what I can do. He looks young af and I want to keep it realistic as possible.

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Can you do Rae sremmurd fantasies (swae Lee)

No promises...

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Ashley. King. And cb plz

Hmmm.... >:)

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Can u do one with bree. Westbrooks and Chris brown

I don’t know anything about her, but we shall see what I can do.