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Jahquel J.
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July 4 - July 4, 2025
Nothing jams my Glock more than someone reading the trigger warnings and author’s notes, then getting on their soap box and proceeding to bash a book they didn’t have to read.
I made a mental note to check his side of the sink for Viagra cause there was no way he wanted it again after we just had sex not even a few hours ago.
Sim: They burned my fucking crib down, Blaze… B inside.
“We burn the faces of our enemies.” “Fucking flames burn slow because the Gods are Inferno,”
“Walk that rocket launcher back in that fucking house, Wy… I want my fucking house at the end of this.”
I was trying to pinpoint where the fuck these niggas were in my crib. I was killing niggas regardless, but if they picked my wife’s panties up from the floor and smelled them, I was really gonna lose my shit.
“Sug, what the fuck?” I whispered. She held her finger to her mouth and pointed around the corner. If I wasn’t so mad at her, I would be turned the fuck on.
“Daddy!!” Peach continued to scream. I never wanted her to witness this shit. Having to see the police with their guns drawn on her father was something she was never supposed to see. Cherry wouldn’t even remember this, but Peach would. She would always see the police and think of the time they had their guns drawn at her father.
Cappadonna had on a pair of pajama pants with his kids’ faces on them, timbs, and his motorcycle vest.
Wylie looked at Cappadonna. “The fuck up with the pants?” “Nigga, my wife got me these for father’s day last year. I’m sorry I was in a rush and couldn’t toss on my three-piece suit.”
“Gods burn the faces of their enemies.”
“The flames burn slow because the Gods are Inferno.”
There was always shit that I found weird when it came to Thea as a mother, even before she found herself heading down the junkie brick road.
“Hey, Meer,” I hugged him. He kissed my forehead. “What up, Stabbalina?”
“She’s fucking with some basketball player that plays for the Los Angeles Porters. She been on her best behavior in hopes that I will allow her to bring Peach to meet him.” I shook my head. “She doesn’t stay down for too long, huh?” “Long as she got three holes, Brandi gonna make sure a nigga is nearby.”
God picked your mommy to be your mommy. For whatever reason,” I mumbled the last part. Elijah took another bite of his burger before looking at me. “Thea isn’t my mommy, Ms. Blair.”
I ran back all the bodies I had been collecting and then stopped. “Damn, Sim… you out here collecting them like fucking Thanos,” Kincaid said.
“Yeah, you bout to go lay in some dirt soon… why the fuck is he here?” Meer finally broke the silence. Red chuckled, clearly used to his nephew not having a filter or a care about him. “I didn’t have shit to do with running in yo spot.” Tookie was the one who spoke instead. “Yeah, and I don’t make my dog shit on the lawns of the neighbors I hate.” Meer stood near his bike next to his wife.
Quasim cleared his throat. “You all see Queen Inferno… let harm come to her and I’m fucking wiping bloodlines and killing fucking cats. No sense behind this one. Dookie, you may act tough, but I’m gonna show you what it feel like to really be high… feel me?”
If you play with fire, the Inferno Gods will show you how it feels to burn.
Syn looked at me. “Are we going to die? Because my bird is expecting me home to watch reruns of Golden Girls while we eat corn.”
Just as I was about to call to check in on him, he came strolling out the house with Elijah behind him. He had on a pair of sweats with no shirt on, and of course, Elijah copied him without any shirt on. “Where my baby, Hav?” A bitch nearly snatched her titties off trying to get this seatbelt from across me.
The sound of him slurping my juices like it was his favorite Italian ice had me scooting back onto the bed.
“I didn’t sleep all that much last night.” I lied. With the way that Anjo sucked the skin off my dick last night, she had me sleep with my thumb in my mouth.
Had I met with a nigga I used to fuck without you knowing, you would have burned this bitch to the ground.” “True.”
She had me there, and I couldn’t front. Being honest, she was nice with how she approached because I would have drove my whip into the restaurant and beat the fuck out the nigga.
“I am grown.” “And?” “Please! You don’t need to protect me… I know how to use a gun, and I’m very good. My daddy being a criminal came in handy for something.”
“You ever been to a Luther Vandross concert?” I looked at him confused. “Baby, he’s dead…Luther been dead for years….”
“Fuck you meannnnn!” I quickly turned to look and heard and saw Goon with Capri and Cappadonna riding behind him.
“Goon’s out of prison?” “Fuck you mean, Queen… they can never hold a nigga down long.”
Zoya came floating back up the steps. “Sigel squeezes the toothpaste, and my brother has always hated that… maybe he should go.”
Zoya had her finger in Goon’s face as he stared down at her. “She sitting on your lap while you telling me that you want chocolate babies?” “And I’m raising them Muslim, so you need to convert.”
As your wedding planner… we need to get you a suit and shit. Cappadonna, my assis—” “Bitch why you lying… I ain’t the assistant, you the fucking assistant,” Cappadonna came back over and snatched his phone he left behind. “Why do you always pop up when someone talking about you?”
