Quasim III: King Inferno (Season Four: Inferno Gods Book 3)

by Jahquel J.

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.

That was the hardest part of losing someone. You longed to hear them again, knowing that you wouldn’t.

“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.”

“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.

I’m gonna look at his scans and paperwork and make sure shit is right… they don’t call me Dr. Delgato for nothing, feel me?”

“B, just because I’m a dentist doesn’t mean that I’m not skilled in any of this… Hassan ain’t the only doctor around this bitch.”

Fuck soft girl era. He put me in my secure girl era. A place where I felt safe, seen, and secured.

❤️🔒

“Hoe, is you a fucking wizard?” I nearly screamed, trying to understand what the fuck just happened. How the fuck did we come through this door, and everything was completely different? I felt like I stepped into a Granger novel with a talking cat named Quan.

“You said my best friend is a dumb fucking bitch?” Menace questioned me.

Baby Bop is pregnant, too, right?” Me and Corleon both looked at Menace as he stared between us, confused, with a serious expression on his face. “Her name is fucking Blair, Menace!” I couldn’t help but to laugh because he never seemed phased whenever Corleon constantly corrected his ass. “I know how pregnant women can get.” “Very hormonal… they need a lot of support and low stress.” He screwed his face up. “You said you wanna fuck the stress out my wife?”