22 years old
senior in college
love to read and write
just trying to get by in the game of life.
Can two people fall in love after what is only suppose to be a One night stand? Nykia Walden and Antonio Bronson share a night that neither can forget. Was it only a one night stand or did these two share more than lust?
Just wanted to say thank you to everyone who has posted a review. Its really appreciated and I do take the time to read them and answer questions when asked. I will try to get at least two more chapters up before christmas but I've been focusing on finals and the Christmas story.
Once again Thank you!
MHL
Reviewer: MHLoveless SignedThank you all for reading and taking interest in my story.
ghscrubbies: Just a reminder this is a fiction story. I am not promoting unprotected sex. Nykia is already pregnant and Tony's character isn't that of a promiscuous person Though your points are valid sometimes people in love and lust get caught up in the heat of the moment.
Chamber Dames: Wilson's brother thinks he's gay, it was never explicity expressed that he is gay.
It was explained why Nykia didn't tell Tony about the baby in the beginning and later on she didn't get a chance to say anything. that doesn't mean she's not going to tell him.
Brianna is white and so is her cousin.
Melissa and Nicholas's story will be the sequal to this story and will wrap up loose ends.
Thank you all again for reading.
MHL
Reviewer: MHLoveless SignedA single mother is determined to give her sons a father for christmas even if it means reopening old wounds.
I'll be updating this story as soon as I'm finished with Unexpected Love. I only have two chapters left in that story so an update will be in order by next weekend. please bare with me.
Thank you for reading the story!
Reviewer: MHLoveless Signed
I have always been alone and that was all I knew how to be. My mother and father only showed up on two occasions: my dreams and my nightmares. In my dreams, they were normal people who worked nine-to-five jobs. They were always there when I needed someone to talk to. We lived in a suburban area where all the neighbors watched me grow up. We were average people in my dreams, but in my nightmares, the truth came out. My mother was a city prostitute with a drug addiction. She slept with numerous men; consequently, my father had a name or a face. For all I know, he was just a quick [ rendevous ] to help her habit. I have bounced around from different foster homes, never finding a place that I was truly happy with or that was ever happy with me.
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