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Jahquel J.
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July 16 - August 12, 2025
I’m a little messy - just a bit. And Jah’s 305’s (IYKYK) I can promise there is drama in here.
Oh, heads up… The Inferno brothers are yappers when they in some pussy… I love me a nigga that can talk me through it. So, if that’s not for you… welp.
Here’s to being bent over and told ‘lose that fucking attitude’
“I wouldn’t fucking miss this for the world. You fought hard for this, baby… no more. I prayed for this, and God is finally hearing me.”
“And this new nigga is the answer to your problems? Stabby, I think you need to take some time for you, and never date again until you and Sim figure shit out.”
He remained quiet before he blurted. “Why, Blair? I actually fuck with his music, and now I gotta take him out… fuck.”
I looked at my phone and saw the ping of Blair’s anklet that I had given her.
My scriptures every morning always kept me levelheaded, and closer to God. Without it, there would be a lot more dead muthafuckas laying around.
A nigga that wasn’t even worthy of the spit in my mouth.
worse. They couldn’t turn it around because I was the nigga that was here, and owned three houses on this block, including the house that Elijah lived in.
“Thea, we spoke about if he put his hands on Elijah again. I told you that I would burn this bitch to the ground with you in it… right?” I walked over toward the side of the bed her boyfriend was on.
couldn’t look at my baby and tell her that she was going to go somewhere that I couldn’t go. My heart wouldn’t allow me to do it.
The first Inferno boy born to the infamous Papa Inferno, I had no other choice but to hold that shit on my back, never complain and handle what came my way. With Blaze, I never had to be that. He saw me as his big brother, strong, but he gave me room to be a human. A man.
‘So Special’ by Mavado within my chest.
As much as I was in love with Quasim, I wasn’t going to wait for him.
He knew I liked to watch the sun come up and was up at five in the morning with me every day. I would hear his little knock on my room door, and he would be standing there, yawning and ready to watch me jump into the ocean.
“I put enough food on here for you, too,”
“You should know me better than that. No nigga can ever make me jealous of what’s already mine… and you are mine, my love.”
I still wanted to give him some pussy for pulling a move like that. I wanted to give him this pussy for the rest of our lives because I was that caught up in him.
She paused as she got down from the stool. “Fuck you, Quasim. If you don’t trust me then why are you with me? To prove a point to Rich? To show him that you got the prize and you’re not giving it up.” “I don’t have to prove shit. Not when the prize wants a different winner.”
“Then end whatever he thinks you have going on or I’m going to make sure the next time he reaches out, his mom is fucking dead, Cherie.”
“Ain’t shit little about me, baby.” “Hmm, I hear that.”
can’t believe I’m saying this… I miss that damn man.”
‘You’ by Jesse Powell
“You mean everything to me, Blair… fucking everything. I don’t want you to ever think you mean nothing because you mean everything.”
I knew she loved me because I loved her, too, and wanted to tell her.
“One that would kill for that boy… including you.” I smiled, and she looked at me like I was a demon.
She turned to look at me as I smirked. “I’m making it a problem.”
I wore shorts around him, and he slammed my face into the kitchen cabinet, then pushed my face into the dish water.
I needed him to feel what home felt like.
“I love you, Quasim,” I blurted before I could stop myself.
“Nigga, she stabbed a bitch in the head because your name was mentioned… our family’s name was mentioned.
“meu maior bebê.”