Unfinished Writings - Which One[s] Should be Completed?

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So these are the stories i never got around to finishing, i have a few more but have lost intrest in them [sad, i know]. some of them date back to like, 08 lol. FYI - I was in lovveee with Trey so he was like "my" main character's bf no matter what scernario. If you read some of High Skool Heart Break on my board then you are familiar with Florie, shes in a few of my stories, thtz the bestie XD.

so, i guess we all can add to them as we go by or just talk about them. Yall can give me ideas on what should happen next, idc! =D i am sure there are plenty of typos, soooo sorry, ddnt have time to read all and correct all, forgive me Surprised

. Prob wont post all of them tonight, so get ready for the rest =].

click the pic to read the story [if its been added =)]....

Unfinished Writings - Which One[s] Should be Completed? Room1

Unfinished Writings - Which One[s] Should be Completed? Lovelost

Rihanna as Florie; Drake as Braylon; Lauren as Jasmyn

Unfinished Writings - Which One[s] Should be Completed? M

K.Cole as Kendal; Monica as Brea; Tyson as Dru; Tyrese as Nathan

Unfinished Writings - Which One[s] Should be Completed? Games

[Left is Hazel, Right is Zion]

Unfinished Writings - Which One[s] Should be Completed? Dd

Unfinished Writings - Which One[s] Should be Completed? Dark

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Room 69: Sex. Secret. & Scandal.

.INTRODUCTION.
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Bumping and grinding in the 69th room of the Golden Gates Hotel.
Sex sounds heard through the walls, vibrations from the head board.
Secrets lie and accumulate in the hands of two unexpected people.
Lost for words, eyes watch as lust fills the room. Secrets are held
until there's no other option to take when crisis shows it's ugly face.
Money is the solution, and it will be made under any circumstances,
even if it means putting relationships in danger. Be careful where you
minaj, you never know who's watching.
-XXX-
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Amani [4/28/10]

    I tapped my freshly polished nails on the Cherry Wood front desk of the Golden Gates hotel as I waited for the next check in. This was my 9 to 5, and every hour brought in a new face. Some stay, some leave, and for some...lets just say I know them by name and room. Like Mr.Harper here. "Good morning Mr.Harper" I said with a smile. "Morning Amani" he said fiddling in his wallet, looking for his Master Card. "Room 69? 3rd floor?" I asked. "You know it angel" he said finally finding his card. He placed it in my hand, "All day?" I asked. "Nah, just a few hours, maybe, 4." I looked at him as he looked away. He was nervous and timid, just like always. He silently hit one fist on the desk while his other hand tapped it. "For 4 hours, $87.57" I said handing him his card back. He nodded and began to head for his room. "Mr. Harper! Your room key?" I said waving it in my hand. He smiled and came back, "Thanks Amani" he took the black card glittered in gold. "Dont you want your receipt?!" He shook his head no & continued to the elevator. He never does want it. It was obvious he had a separate bank account from his wife.

    Mr.Harper was smart though, I must admit, though he was well into his forties, he still had game. He always leaves his receipt's here, that way, wifey wont find them when she's washing his dirty underwear at night. He resemble Blair Underwood, sexy mocha complexion with waves that'll leave you sea sick. When I first started here, he could have very well had me cooped up in there, from his looks. But his status was a huge no. Married with kids, im no home wrecker. Speaking of which, here comes one now.

    Rachell, or as she says, Raachelll, "It rolls sweet heart" she says in a fake French accent. Girl, your black, never stepped a foot out of America a day in your life, Give It Up! I put on a fake smile as she pranced up to the front desk wearing Versace shades, a Louis Vuitton hair scarf stepping in knock off Jimmy Choo pumps. She posed in front of the desk, "You know why im here" she said with such a snobby attitude. "Can I help you?" I asked. She took off her shades and rolled her eyes. "My man got me a room, I want my key. I dont see why your acting so brand new, Im a regular customer, and you know it" she said pointing her boney finger at me. I eyed her finger, which she pulled back immediately. "Hmm" I said as I pretended to search the computer, "What's your name?" I asked as I laughed inside. She rolled her eyes, "Rachell, dont play with me. I dont have time for this." I smirked, "No Rachell I Dont Have Time For This in my system." She growled, "Look under Micheal Harper." I looked at her, "Please" she spat. I picked up the phone a dailed the room. "Mr.Harper a woman by the name of" i stopped myself, "whats your name again?" I asked her, she rolled her eyes again, "Rachell, he knows!" I put the phone back to my ear, "Rachell wants your room key, do you even know her?"

I gave her the key, "Bout time!" she said taking it and prancing off.

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Phase 1. Sex:
Mr.Harper & Rachell

    Rachell walked into the famous Room 69, "Baby" she said softly as she walked deeper into the condo styled hotel room. "Baby? Where are you?" she said. She laid her eyes on Mr.Harper, sitting on the couch, jerking off to a Pay-Per-View porno. She chuckled as she walked behind the couch he rested his back on. "Need some help with that daddy?" she asked leaning over the couch. He smiled as he grabbed the back of her head, pulling her closer to him, tongue kissing her hard as he continued to jerk off. She moaned as he groaned, finally letting the back of her head go. She walked around the couch seductively as she watched her man slowly stroke his penis up and down. She stood in front of him, his boxers around his ankles, shirt thrown to the side. "Strip for daddy" he said as he studied her body as if she were fresh meat. She giggled and slowly reached for her thin shirt. Her full breast fell from her shirt, still held together by her bra. She began to twist her body as she removed her shorts. She unhooked her bra, letting her breast fall freely. Pulling down her panties, she bent down, and shook her ass. She came back up and tossed them on his chest. He bit his bottom lip as he took a deep whiff of her under garment. She leaned over him and kissed him. Taking his penis in her hand, she began to stroke it for him. Up and down, slowly. He groaned as he pulled her down, gripping her bare breast. She kissed his lips once more, while slowly kissing lower and lower. From his lips to his neck, down to his well built chest. She wasted no time after kissing below his belly bottom to become acquainted with an old friend. She was face to face with Mr.Harper's penis, still stroking it as pre-cum eased its way down his shaft and in between her slipery fingers. She slid her tongue from the beginning of his testicles to the tip of his penis. Taking it into her mouth, she slowly welcomed him inch by inch until Mr.Harper's penis was no longer visible.

    She gagged not once as she began to slowly lift her head, while rolling her tongue up and down. His penis escaped her mouth for a moment as she gripped him with her hand tighter and began to lick his penis like a cherry lollipop. Flickering her tongue as it lapped up his pre-cum, Rachell began to pleasure her self with her index and middle fingers. Mr.Harper crowned the back of her head and began to force her head down, inflicting his 9 1/2" dick down her throat. Once he had gotten enough of this intense four play the two had endured, he pushed her head back. Shinning, his manhood stood straight. He began to jerk off once more as she climbed on top. She opened her self as she slowly slid down his enticing dick. She groaned at his entrance. No matter how many times the two slept together, his size always surprised her tight love box. Mr.Harper waited impatiently, he gripped her waist and pushed her body down, welcoming himself into her pussy. She threw her head back as she hissed. He gripped her ass and began to grind. Stroke by stroke he began to pick up his speed as the sounds of his erect dick pushing inside of her wet box chanted him on. They moved in unison as sweat beads formed all over their bodies. Mr.Harper rolled over, now positioned in missionary. He dicked her down as he held her legs up to her chest. She screamed and moaned until her body had taken enough pleasure, she came without verbal warning. He grunted with each stroke as the sweat from his forehead ran down to his chin, and dripped down on her stomach. "Ohh cum baby pleasee" Rachell pleaded. She could fill his dick jerk inside of her, and she knew her wish, and her pussy, was about to be filled. He stroked inside of her faster & harder, for he knew they would be the last of this sexual expedition. He exploded inside of her, with out a condom, his cum warmed her insides, leaving a tingling feeling inside of her...

Amani

    I watched at my desk as Rachell walked out of the elevator and over to the front desk. Sex scents hugged her body as she gave me the key and walked off. I sprayed Llysol and squirted Germ X in the palm of my hand. Stank hoe didn't shower afterword, ugh. I waited for Mr.Harper to appear, and that he did. He placed the key on the counter and a $50 bill on top. "You have a good day sweet heart" he said winking, then turning around to leave.

    I wasn't sure if he was coming on to me or not. But I was sure that money was money, no matter who gave it. I placed the money in my pocket as i looked at the time on the computer screen, 1:00. I was on my break, sad thing was, I couldn't leave until the next girl showed up...

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Love Lost
♥X♥
They say when your love is lost, your whole world is thrown off....
but for me, a whole new world was found.

"When I first saw you, I had to know you. Your smile was beautiful, your eyes were like stars. I loved you on the first date" he said smirking, "I was just to cocky to admit it" he laughed, as well as his best man and grooms.

I turned off the tv that played Braylon and I's wedding. I wiped a tear as I got off of the couch, the clock read 12:27. I shook my head as I wrapped my arms around myself. I headed up to our bedroom and called Jas.

"Hello?" She answered

"H-hey, you up?" I asked as she yawned, "Im sorry, i'll just call you in the morning"

"No, Florie, Im already up now...what's wrong babe?"

"He's not home" I said softly

"What?! Where is he?"

"I dont know!" I yelled

"Dont yell at me, I am not your problem"

"Im sorry..im just, tired of being alone. He's my husband for goodness sake"

"That's why im not married. Nigga fuck and leave!" she said making me laugh.

"Jas, we all know you a hoe" I said giggling

"But seriously, you need to get him in check. Ya'll been married for what? A year now? I barely even see you anymore" she said. Braylon walked into the room, looking like the devil. I ignored him as I rolled my eyes. He slammed the door and I jumped. Dropping my phone, causing the back to come off and the battery to come out. Bye Jas.

"Ion no who you rolling yo' eyes at" He said. I just starred at him. "Who you was talking to? Huh?" he said walking over to me.

"Nobody...where were you?" I asked him

"Dont worry about where I was. Just know you better be in this house when I get here."

"And if Im not?" I said raising one eye brow, and folding my arms. He looked at me. "You are not my damn daddy! I come and go when ever the fuck I please!" I began to walk out of the room as I threw my hand up in his face. He grabbed my arm and pulled me back.

"Who the fuck you talking to? Huh!?" he asked shaking me

"Let me go!" I said. Finally, I bit into his chest. He pushed me off of him and then, slapped me. I fell back on the bed. First in shock. I held my stinging face as I looked up at him. He showed no remorse. I pushed myself off of the bed, sitting up. He rubbed the bridge of his nose as he walked over to me, the tension in his face had left. He reached for my face, but I turned quickly, holding in tears. He grabbed my chin and made me face him.

"See what you made me do?" he said as he rubbed the side of my face. I could hold onto them no longer, I let my tears flow. The fact that he felt it was my fault hurt the worst. He kissed my lips. I pushed him away, I didn't want him touching me. I laid on my side and cried silently. He began to take off his jacket. He kicked off his shoes as well. He climbed on top of me.

"No" I said sniffing, pushing him away.

"Im sorry baby" he said ignoring me.

"Braylon, stop" I said. He covered my mouth and continued.

"Shhhh" he said, "You always complainin bout me being out, now im here and you want me to stop?"
I didnt say anything more. I knew i couldnt resist him once he had me. So I let him slide my clothes off. He made passionate love to me, which I had craved for so long. My body needed it, but my mind with disgusted, at myself. I moaned intensively as he stroked inside, I was ready to release myself, as well as he. He wrapped his big strong arms around me as I laced my soft arms under one of his, and over his other shoulder. My legs remained tightly around his waist as we both came in unison. He rolled over, where I was on top. I laid my head on his sweaty chest as I listened to the rhythm of his heart beat. Braylon kissed my forehead, "Im sorry, Florie" I said nothing for a moment. He tighten his grip around me. "It's...ok"

Jasmyn [Lauren London]

"Im listening to you!" I said as Trey continued to yell at me over the phone. "Im not yelling, Trey" I said through my teeth as I began to bald up my fist. "Ok ok, I get it. It's all my fault....well if you were here instead of there we wouldn't have that problem!" I yelled back. I shook my head and hung up the phone. This was our worst fight ever. I crawled into bed, holding the teddy bear Trey had gotten me on our first date, years ago. I wore an old tee shirt of his. I held the teddy bear tightly as I fought back tears. I was taught by my single mother to never cry over a man. The fact that I couldn't keep a steady relationship was because she never did. I grew up watching her. I became uncomfortable with a man after a while. I hadn't seen my mother in years, not since I ran away that night. Leon was my mother's boyfriend. He tried to rape me one night and my mother caught him. It's funny how a man could have so much power over a woman, to make her believe that her own daughter is at fault of him trying to rape her. That day I was called every name in the book. I refused to face the damsel I once called mother again, and for the past seven years, I haven't. Trey was the only man I let get close to my heart, and that has proved to be a mistake in many ways. The thunder roared loudly as the rain hit my window. I drifted off to sleep, deep in the covers of my king sized bed.

I woke up to loud furious knocks on my front door. I grabbed my robe as I exited my room. I raced down the stairs holding my ears, trying to protect them from the harsh knocking coming from the opposite side of the door. I looked at the green lcd screen on my security system, it read 3:47 am. Who in the hell decided to get cursed out? I opened the door, about to start a riot, until my eyes fell on, Trey. He walked in as I stepped back. He was soaked from the rain, and the redness in his eyes told me he had been either drinking or smoking, or maybe even both. He closed the door behind him, locking it as well. "Trey." I said. He stepped closer to me. "Look at me. Im a mess!" he yelled, "Well. Im here now. Get over here" he said. I shook my head, "No. Trey, just leave" I said. "Leave? Girl is you crazy? Get ova' here!" he said yelling. I could handle him yelling at me over the phone, but in person, it was something different. I dashed for the stairs and Trey was right behind me. He grabbed my robe mid way into the staircase. I slipped my arms out of it and continued to run to my room. I slammed the door locking it a fast as I could.

Trey banged on the door. "Open the fuckin door!" he yelled. "Baby..open the door..I just wanna talk" he said. I shook my head as I slid into a corner of the room. "Baby, pleeasee open this door before I knock it down. I just wanna' see your face, that's all baby girl" he said. He hit the door once more, "If I break this door down, you not gon like what im gonna' do when I get up in there. Im tryna be reasonable" he said jiggling the the door knob. "You got 10 seconds" he said. "10...9..." I held my ears as he began to count. I hated when he counted. "7...6...5..." I closed my eyes and covered my ears. "2." Trey kicked the door so hard screws popped out. I screamed as I began to panic. I was gonna' get it to the fullest tonight. I ran towards the door, and tried to keep it from falling. But I was to weak. After 5 kicks, the door was open, and I was backing up, as Trey walked in. He stared at me, the veins in his arm muscles popped out, his chest out, his fists bald. "Come here" he said, tears ran down my face, but still, I shook my head no...

I looked at myself in the bathroom mirror. My neck held Trey's hand print. I pulled up the tee shirt, my stomach had been kissed with busies. My legs were weak, my thighs bruised up. Trey walked into the bathroom and stood behind me. He grabbed my aching waist, pulling me to him from behind. I groaned as he pulled my messy hair from my face and leaned over and kissed my neck. He kissed my ear and whispered, "I love you, Jas."

–

Jasmyn sat at the opposite side of Trey at the table. She didn't touch the breakfast he had prepared, but he on the other hand, ate as if nothing was wrong. She stared at him with hate in her eyes. This was what she was destined to be. Her parents fought, so statistically speaking, she was bound to be in an abusive relationship too. That's why she never got too comfortable with one person, she wanted to avoid any feelings outside of sexual pleasure. She didn't want to be her mother, accidentally becoming pregnant by someone she never intended to love. But she had become her mother. She let herself love Trey a long time ago. But people change over time, she and Trey both. She tried to stop her love for Trey but he wouldn't allow it. He wanted her, and Trey always got what he wanted. Jasmyn was the wife she never knew she could be, according to Trey, and he would mold her into the wife he needed her to be. He wiped his mouth with the napkin and tossed it on his plate. He leaned back and looked at her.

Trey

I stared at her as she stared back at me. I never wanted it to get this far. I never wanted that side of me to ever show. I never wanted to be the cause of her expression now. She wore her hair up purposely, she wanted me to see everything I was responsible for.

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Murderous Infidelity

Mr. Nathan Z. West

It was 11 o'clock on a Thursday night, there was no one here but her & I. I had only agreed to see her after hours, my day hours were all occupied with paying customer's. But I still wanted her side of the story. I had saw many follow-ups on her case, but the media's "facts" weren't her voice. That's what I wanted, that's what every lawyer wants, besides the clients rights, and of course, their money. Winning a case like this could give me all the advertisement I need. This small figured beauty had caused the city to pause, as well as I, and tune in everyday for the past 3 days to channel 11 at 5 o'clock only to hear mere facts.

I sat back and looked at the young lady before me. I propped my head on both my thumb and forefinger, with my elbow leaning on the arm of my leather chair, as I tried to figure out how she could do such a thing. She sat up straight, leg's crossed, hair jet black, with brown highlights styled down with feathers. Her eyes were dark brown; almond cut. Her lips were light cherry, her attire; a Dereon black dress, that hugged her hips, a white belt that complemented her small waistline, and black tights take took shape in her lovely legs. Her whole persona was innocent. She couldn't have done it, there's no way. But, as I've learned with other clients, looks can very well be deceiving. I tapped her file with my index finder of my left hand, while I supported my head with the right. "Tell me what happened, before this." She took a deep breath, "The beginning?" she asked. "Where ever this comes to play. Leave no fact or thought unsaid, this determines your freedom Mrs. Darnel" I said. "Please, call me, Brae" she paused for a second, "can I have some water?"

Mrs. Brae A. Darnel

I sipped the cold water from the Dasani bottle Mr. West had given me. This was gonna be long, so I sat back and became comfortable, I advised him to the same. I could barely look at him. He resembled Dru so much. They both were covered in milk chocolate. I guess I'll to get use to it. I sat the sweating bottle on the coaster which laid on Mr. West's desk. "This all started about, 4 months ago, back in August..."

Saturday, August 6, 2009

I pulled up to the hotel with Kendal in the passenger side of my Lexus. We both got out of the car and immediately I noticed his Benz. “I told you his ass was here,” I said as I slammed my door while looking at her. I pulled my phone out and pulled up his email he had sent to his side woman. “Room 247.” I said aloud.

The two of us walked in and took the elevator to the second floor.

“They in there alright,” Kendal said as she pressed her ear against the door. Another door closed down the hall and we both looked back. Kendal smiled as she raised her eye brow. She walked past me and to the maid's cart, quickly she snatched the master key card from the cart as swiftly walked back. “That's why I love you.” I smiled. I slide they key in the slot and the green light lit up, access granted.

“Well well well,” I said nonchalant as I watched my husband sex his assistant. I must admit, he was all into it until he turned around.

“Brae!” He yelled as he pushed himself off of her. She grabbed the covers to cover her own naked body as he stood fully nude, only covering his latex covered member.

“Don't worry 'bout that bitch, cause I got that hoe!” Kendal said as she began to take off her earrings. “Nah, bitch, dont run!” She said chasing Dru's assistant, only to be greeted by a slammed bathroom door. Kendal beat on the door, allowing every profanity she had learned in the streets as a child, along with her slick ass southern swag to flow out.

“Brae what you doing here?” Dru asked. I could only shake my head at him.

“Well I guess I know why your here,” I spoke. He tried to say something but I only put my hand up, “Save it, I knew this was going on, I just needed the proof. And here it is. Your shit is packed and at your mama's house, K lets go, I promise you the bitch ain't worth it.” I said as I turned around.

“Lucky ass,” she said looking the door up and down before walking away. She shook her head at Dru before walking out.

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Hell all of them woman...lol I read the first two and is n love with them got to read the other one tonight

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ALL OF THEM!!!!!!!

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Im glad yall like them =]
I see Love Lost is a fav =]
gonna try and add the others soon =)

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Hopefully I can type up an add for all of these, and post what I have for the others on here too. Some time this weekend i hope.

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Forgive me for this rush add i'm about to post =)

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The Dirty Games We Play

Hazel -

    There's a lot of things I've regretted in my life. At 17, Giving my virginity to the cute older guy next door, thinking we would get married. Crying over him when he left for college a few months after; me not telling him what he should have know. At 18, selling drugs just to pay my mothers debt, and Amir's birth. 19, sweet 19 is just a regret by its self ; i had to grow up. 20, I was stripping at Diamonds and Pearls, to put a roof over Amir's head. My mother ran off with some guy, leaving Amir and I in a world of trouble. My aunt had offered to care for Amir, though I had pride, I wanted to raise Amir on my own, but I knew I couldn't anymore, so I agreed. We stayed in touch for about two months, but I never had a stable place to call home, hopping from house to house...our relationship soon faded away, I hear they've moved up North. I hope one day Amir will understand why I did the things I did, but even leaving him isn't my biggest regret. Tyreke Austin Daniels, is my biggest regret, ever. I met him when I was 18, selling rocks, but he was nothing to me. We butted heads again when I turned 21, at a club called Heat in Atlanta, Ga. His status was higher than before, he was beyond the ideal sugar daddy, his swag was so out there, and never once did you catch him half stepping. For a man to be this perfect to the eye, he has to have some type of flaws, right?. You still following me? Tell me if I should stop now, because like my sex, when I start, I like no, interruptions. As I start, i need your fully undivided attention, every detail is important, so if you slip up, i dont back up, or repeat myself. Im not to fond of my begining, so pay attention, I’ll go by this quickly...

In The beginning.

    He cornered me and lifted my chin. "I could hurt you in a real bad way" he said, then he paused for a second as his eyes searched for an emotion in mines, "Or in a real good way, take it how you want it," he kissed me gently and left me there watching his fine ass. He teased me, and left me "unsatisfied" or should i say, unsexed. He had me wet, he knew it, but he was gonna let me crave him, he was gonna make me beg for it. Usually, I was the one followed around the club, but tonight, the tables were turned on me, and that never happened. That night, I was his. Mama may have been a world wide whore, but she didn't raise a fool. I knew a good deal when I saw one, I wasn't passing him up for anything. I didn't let a hoe touch him, I was on him like he was on his grind. I left my girl to go back to his place, one thing better than him, his sex!

    I woke up wrapped in his satin sheets naked, my mind blazed from the weed, and the memories of last night. I walked into the bathroom, there were clothes just my size, so i showered, and had breakfast, alone. Where was he? A woman in a black skirt suit that fitted her well, walked into the kitchen. "Good morning Ms.Hazel" she said, "Mr.Daniels is waiting for you by the pool" she said with a smile. I followed her out to the beautiful pool. There he was, Tyreke Daniels. I walked over to him. "Morning beautiful" he said, I blushed, "morning Tyreke" i said. He pulled me into his lap and kissed me on my shoulder. We talked, he was 23, I was 21, 2 years older, according to moms, he was still worth some of my time. May 25, 2008, Tyreke made me his.

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