The Diva Den Reads

“Sorry was that…” “Don’t be sorry,” I said, fingers still tangled in the fabric. “Just… don’t stop.” He kissed me again, deeper this time, until I felt dizzy. Until I forgot the taste of caution.”
― L.B. Gaines, Three Months in ACCRA

“You were always going to be mine. Even if I had to hunt you to prove it.”
― L.B. Gaines, Three Months in ACCRA

“Fuck.” I heard him mutter. “Nigga, you was gonna blow my fucking ho… never mind.” I quickly ended the call because the footsteps had stopped, and 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.”
― Jahquel J., Quasim II: King Inferno

“I’d never give yours away either. Even when I hated you a little. Even when I was mad enough to wish I never met you. I didn’t let anybody else touch what was yours.”
― L.B. Gaines, Three Months in ACCRA