An autistic girl sheltered her whole life gets a taste of danger once she meets a thug named Santiago Perez. ​Santiago "Ghost" Perez set his eyes on Zari one time and has never left her alone since "Checkin' your location, I'm wishin' I was close to you I left my heart on the West End, I can't wait to get home to you"

𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐈 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐟𝐨𝐫. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐩-𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐳, 𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝. 𝐇𝐚𝐬𝐚𝐧 𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞. 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦.

In the East Side Gang, Amir just so happens to be King's favorite.

ꜰʟᴀᴡʟᴇꜱꜱ ᵂⁱᵗʰᵒᵘᵗ ᵃⁿʸ ᴵᵐᵖᵉʳᶠᵉᶜᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐁𝐱𝐁

Kairo is scared his autism will stop him from finding love.

Jada, a tough girl with a guarded heart, meets Xavier, a quiet, mysterious boy with a painful past. Amid school, friends, and life in their Atlanta neighborhood, their bond grows through late-night talks and shared moments, turning into a powerful, unexpected connection that changes everything.

Cee Ayers doesn't let people in-he's got walls built from years of learning that trust is dangerous. Zeph Carter doesn't need an invitation-he sees through the silence, through the sarcasm, and meets Cee exactly where he is. What starts as an easy friendship shifts into something heavier, something neither of them expected. But love-real love-means letting yourself be seen, even when it's terrifying. Sample Scene: Cee was sprawled on Zeph's bed, noise-canceling headphones on, iPad in hand, locked into his game. He barely noticed when the mattress dipped, barely reacted when Zeph's warmth pressed against him. Then Zeph slid on top of him. Cee exhaled through his nose, adjusting his grip on the iPad, ignoring the weight pressing him into the mattress. A slow, deliberate kiss landed on his neck. Then another. Cee tapped his screen. "Move." Zeph didn't. Instead, he bit down gently, then soothed the spot with his tongue. Cee tensed. "Zeph." Zeph hummed against his skin, pressing more kisses, dragging his lips up the side of Cee's throat. His hands settled on Cee's ribs, thumbs rubbing slow circles. Cee's fingers twitched around the iPad. He tried to focus. He really did. Then Zeph bit again, harder this time. Cee sighed, dropping the iPad onto his chest and yanking off the headphones. "You deadass?" Zeph grinned against his skin. "Been deadass." Cee huffed, tilting his head to the side in surrender. "You so fuckin' annoying." Zeph just chuckled, lips finding Cee's jaw. "Yeah, but you love me though."

Trey been grindin' since he was a kid. At 23, he tryna leave that street life alone, workin' at a car shop and keepin' his circle small. He don't trust easy, don't talk much, and damn sure don't got time for drama. Zay, 21, is the type to say whatever on his mind. He loud, got a bad attitude, and stay outside-hustlin', fightin', and talkin' shit. He known in the neighborhood for runnin' his mouth and gettin' into trouble.

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