Imperfect flowers follows different young adults as they navigate grief, growth, and survival at pivotal moments in their lives. Among them is Sterling Waters, a privileged African American woman raised in a sheltered world shaped by wealth, structure, and expectation, and Arzen "Ace" Suárez, a young man carrying the weight of a turbulent past he's been trying to outrun. Their stories intersect with others who are searching for purpose, healing, and connection, revealing how lives overlap, influence, and fracture in ways no one sees coming.

A raw and riveting urban tale where trauma meets tenderness, and two guarded souls find connection in a world of secrets, survival, and slow-burning desire.

"And it doesn't matter how much time passed or how much time will pass-it's him. It always has been him and it always will be him...I just don't know how to tell him," When it's more than a like, and they're more than a friend. When they know you better than you know yourself and just the thought of them is all you need to put a smile on your face-telling your best friend you're in love with them should be simple. Right?

𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙤𝙣𝙚. 𝙍𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙚, 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚.

"If you need ah nigga to, I'll move ah mountain." Armani Lewis a 19 yr old, a gorgeous plus size girl that has a bit of a temper, while trying to better her life and clean up the street act she bumps into Prosper "Saint" Collins. Saint a 21 yr old heir to a kingpin but also known for spazzing out develops a soft spot for Armani. Could they overcome the obstacles thrown their way?

𝙇𝙪𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙩 4 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣', 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙚𝙙 '𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙮 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙚.

noun: weakness. /ˈwēknəs/ -a person or thing that one is unable to resist or likes excessively.

"You could tell me you love me a million times over, but them words don't hold no weight in my heart till you show me. Show me you love me, and you can have all of me." cover by: @britxcvi

A promise. It seems like the simplest thing in the world to keep. But so often, they're broken, empty and hollow. They seem like the easiest thing in the world to believe, but after the words are left out to bleed, after they leave you waiting and wanting, after all the emptiness and hollow words-how are you going to believe the one who actually say what they mean?