Animo Bloom - To bloom from within I see you I will always see you even in the darkest places , you are my light that helps me see.

Sajani always felt like he was the weird one out well he knew he was the odd one. I mean he was intersex after all #4 bxb #57 interracial #1 intersex #7 gay Top four in U.S.

Sequel/ Book 2 to 'And Beyond' "You showed me what it's like to have something that feel like forever.."

Pornstar, David Leto, is one of the biggest and successful Pornstars to ever be since the early 90s. All David did was top, no verse, no switch, not even think about bottoming, straight topping because who would want to dominate a 6'6 man who could easily beat them up? Nobody. Or atleast that's what David thought until Abel Nicholson, son of the biggest billionaires and crime lord of New York City. Abel wants to try David and David doesn't have a problem until he wants him to bottom. But Abel gives David an offer he can't just walk away on, David might have too. And fuck, it's just for one night right? **** This is a dark-porn GAY romance if you don't like it, don't click. Trigger Warnings are inside book. One of the MCs black so if youn like black people, get off my page.

"Let me get yo' number." I said and he looked back at me with surprise. "Why? You gay?" He asked and I laughed. "Nigga, you my new studio person. I want to stay in contact," I explained and he nodded. "Oh. Cause I could've sworn you were flirtin' wit' me." He muttered and I grinned. "Don't take it to heart, I jus' be bored," I said and he typed in his number. "Well, don't joke wit' me cause I'm really like that." We made eye contact again and a smirk gifted my lips. "Mm," I licked my lips and he bit his. "Bye Tariq. I'll save your number as asshole." He went back to his computer. "And I'll save yours as big ass," he laughed. "See, you provin' my point. Bye." He waved good-bye at me. Asshole: Goodnight ____ It's a lil lame ik buttt Read to find out more !😝😙 Trigger warnings inside the book

Love lingers like ink pressed deep into skin, a mark you can't wash away, an echo that hums beneath every breath. When rain brings Milo into Sakani's shop one night, two worlds collide: the stillness of someone who's learned to guard his heart, and the restless fire of someone desperate to be truly seen. ENJOY!!

/ˌserənˈdipədē/ (n.) To find something good without looking for it "they annoying," I said quietly. He leaned on the counter beside me, close enough I could feel his shoulder. "yeah," he murmured, eyes soft. "but I'm only here for you anyway."

They didn't end up in the same space on purpose. Brooklynn is the quiet type. Not shy... just tired. Tired in the "life been heavy for a while now" way. He minds his business, goes to work, comes home, and keeps his world small because that's how he breathes. Azyir is the opposite. Loud, funny, always in motion. ADHD running the wheel every day. Talks so much he forgets to say what he really means. Laughs loud so nobody asks if he's okay. They sit in the same trig class at their HBCU, but they don't talk. They don't dislike each other either. They just... live in two different worlds. Messiah Markell is their professor. Older, calm, strict in the quiet way that makes people sit up straighter. He owns a club downtown called Desirable, but in class he keeps everything controlled. He doesn't like watching people drown in silence or noise. He sees them both slipping. Not failing. Slipping. So he tells them to stay after class. Every day. Not for tutoring. Not for discipline. Just to sit, breathe, work, or not work. A room where nobody has to force themselves to be "okay." And somehow, without anybody planning it... The quiet one. The loud one. And the man who teaches them how to stay. Start learning how to need each other. Not in a fast way. Not in a dramatic way. In the way real connections happen: Slow glances. Shared exhaustion. Walking home together because home doesn't feel safe tonight. Sitting in silence that doesn't hurt. Being seen without having to explain. This is a story about: Black boy rest. Soft dominance. Messy feelings. Learning how to stay present. No fake deep. No forced love. Just real people figuring out how to breathe.

"jus breathe, i take care of mines."

They've always been close-but never close enough. Ka'Zar "Kaos" Morris is reckless, ruthless, and never the type to settle down. Demetrius "Meech" Hayes is calculated, quiet, and fighting battles nobody knows about. In their world-where loyalty, survival, and power mean everything-neither has the room to admit the truth about what they want. But one moment of passion changes everything. Bound by secrets, jealousy, and the weight of the streets, Ka'Zar and Meech find themselves pulled into a dangerous push-and-pull that could either destroy them-or finally force them to face what's been between them all along. And in a game where one wrong move could cost them their family, their crew, and their lives, love might be the riskiest choice of all.