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by
Jahquel J.
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October 10 - October 27, 2025
Translations:
The moment you borrow another’s flame to light your path, you’ve already dimmed your own. Imitation isn’t inspiration — it’s desperation. There’s only one me. Like there is one you.
I felt a hand slip into mine and looked at Blaze. He had tears in his eyes as he looked at me. “I’m right here, Pop… not going anywhere… swear.”
Capone always told me to be quicker than the next man, pull that trigger before they could even wrap their fingers around theirs.
“You not losing either of them. Quasim just being fucking dramatic. That nigga owe me like ten stacks because I won a bet… his ass better not die.” I looked up at him as he smiled down at me. “Cappy, not funny.” “I’m dead fucking serious… matter fact, let me go ask his new wife where he keep his bread.” He continued as he kissed my forehead a few times, trying to make me feel better. “Meer ain’t going anywhere … he pissy as hell. They not letting him through the pearly gates smelling like that.”
“And three older brothers that’s riding out behind you on your word. I know that’s not how it has always been, but we moving on your word, Capri. Let us know what you thinking, and we blazing behind you and the Infernos… feel me?”
“Cherish is the one on the pink bike… Cherie’s cousin.” “Time to send her with her cousin.” Blair looked straight ahead as a tear slipped down her cheek, and she quickly wiped it away.
Owen Inferno. Madalena
anything, we need to sit in the silence because the minute Sim rises, there won’t be any peace.”
Imagine watching this nigga put the steel to a nigga’s head, and then in the next second, he could comfort you and give you that brotherly love.
Zahir
Shae
He looked over at Hassan. “That man… though a resident, saved his friend’s life without a question.”
“Pop, you said you wouldn’t leave me… promised me you wouldn’t. We breaking promises now?”
He leaned over and kissed him on the forehead. “I want my money, nigga… go on and get your nap in, but I need my bread, and I only want it from your hands, Q.”
When I saw that blacked out bike, I knew it was Capri. I saw her black timbs as she whipped in and out of traffic, leading the Goddesses, as they mixed in with the Reapers.
“Baby, who side you on?” Aimee shook away her trip down memory lane. “Stop playing with me… you know my last name.”
Fuck soft girl era. He put me in my secure girl era. A place where I felt safe, seen, and secured.
“Dad wouldn’t leave me… he… he’s my dad. He promised, he doesn’t break promises… never!” Elijah was screaming so loud and hard that his voice went in and out mid scream.
Capone walked with him in his arms, talking in his ears. I could tell when he first started speaking that Elijah wasn’t trying to hear anything. The more he walked away, giving them space, he started to calm down and roped his arms around Capone’s neck and rested his head while crying.
when I saw Meer’s bed was beside his brother’s bed. “Quameer, what are you doing?” He smirked. “Only way to wake his ass up is to annoy the fuck out of him… your little boyfriend on the news,”
“This is what I want to do… Meer, they tried to kill you. This is less about me, and more about getting it back in blood for our daughters.” “And son?”
Cappadonna took the front, Capone the side, and Corleon behind us.
I watched as she slid the razor across her neck as she screamed, and Mina had this lost look in her eyes.

