Rumi "Rue" Monroe was a girl who grew up too quick and too soon. When her parents died, all she had left was herself, her overworked aunt, and bills they could never quite outrun. Fresh out of a relationship after catching her man in bed with another woman, Rue is exhausted working herself to the bone, drowning in responsibilities, and done with men altogether. She keeps her head down, minding her business, praying life gives her something better than struggle and disappointment. She isn't looking for love, danger, or anything that can break her again. Until she meets him. Nazir "Naz" Creed is the coldest man in the city a quiet storm with a reputation that speaks louder than he ever needs to. Running the streets with his brothers built him an empire people fear and respect in equal measure. Naz moves with precision, loyalty, and violence when necessary, and he's never cared about much outside money, power, and keeping his circle alive. But then he sees Rue. What starts as a chance encounter turns into a collision neither of them can walk away from. Rue's sweetness clashes with Naz's darkness, her broken hope meets his guarded heart, and suddenly the city's coldest man finds himself warming to the one girl who wasn't looking for him in the first place. And the streets? The streets don't like when the wrong people start caring about each other.

All rights go to me: • Aaliyah aka angelswearpradas • don't steal my shit, in any way or form. S: March 9th 2021 E: July 29th 2023

Noel Reed was a 28 year old kindergarten teacher located in Atlanta, Georgia. Going through a rough separation begging and pleading to get divorced from her cheater of a husband she had a lot going on, one day a new student comes into her class room as shy as they come with the same name as hers . What happens when she meet this young students father ? Read more to find out ✨ Ari fletcher || Dave East

❝ A journey with Kasiani as she finds harmony, peace, and safety in the arms of the man who once led her life recklessly, and together, they rebuild a better future. ❞ Published: Jul 29th, 2025 Finished: May 9, 2026 Rankings🏅: 🥇 in Freaky 🥇 in newyorklovestory 🥇 in blackcomedy 🥈 in daveeast 🥈 in Ganglove 🥉 in Urban #4 in Toxiclove #4 in Hoodlove

"𝗛𝗲𝗿 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗱 𝗺𝗲, 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹." 𝗖𝗿𝗮𝘇𝘆 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗛𝗲𝗿 𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗱𝗼... 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝗹 𝘁𝗼 𝗛𝗶𝘀 𝗦𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁 𝗔𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗕𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗼𝗻 𝗳𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗯𝗮𝗯𝘆-𝗺𝗮𝗺𝗮 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱, 𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗵𝘂𝗿𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗱𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗮𝗺𝗲, 𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝗭𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗮 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗱𝗮𝘆𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝘄𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗼. 𝗭𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗮 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗮 𝗾𝘂𝗶𝗲𝘁, 𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗰, 𝗶𝗻𝗻𝗼𝗰𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗸𝗻𝗲𝘄 𝗯𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗹𝘆 𝗮𝗻𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽𝘀, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗮𝗹, 𝗱𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗱 𝗕𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗼𝗻 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿. 𝘇𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗮𝘅𝗯𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗼𝗻

"It's hard to change, I can't expect you to fix all of my issues." -H.E.R He fell in love with his sister's neighbor.

"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

"Solè, why'd you stay?" "Because, Zaire... you the first thing that ever felt worth staying for." ❀ 🝳 ❀ Harlem held the noise. Solè gave Zaire the quiet. Zaire Knox, Harlem's quiet storm, known for his ties to the streets and a gaze that read people faster than they could lie to him. Respected. Feared. Loved. With scars buried deeper than his tattoos, he never planned to love soft. Until a Harlem vinyl shop left behind by his late grandfather forces him to slow down, to breathe, to find his real purpose in the world beyond the streets. Solè Sinclair, soft but unbreakable, raised by her father after loss. By day, she serves warmth behind the counter of a café. By night, she disappears into her art, trying to paint the parts of herself no one ever sees. When their worlds cross, the city shifts. What starts off tense and unexpected turns tender. Together, they learn love can hold you just as fierce as the streets ever did, and softer, too. But love in Harlem always asks one question: what are you willing to risk when the heart wants more than the streets ever offered? A Harlem story. A hood love. A soft place to land. ❀ 🝳 ❀

"I don't know how to do this." He was almost embarrassed to admit it. "I ain't been right with you in a long time, but I'm gon' ask anyway. Please don't take her from me." His plea cracked something open inside of his chest. "I know I ain't a good man. I done did some shit that I can't take back and I can't make it right. But she is, she's good. She's the light in so many places I didn't know were dark." "So if there's a price that needs to be paid for all the pain that I have caused in this word and done onto others put it on me. I'll pay it. I swear I will. I'll protect her with my last breath. I'll listen and heed her warnings. I'll slow down and come home more and stop thinking that I'm alone in this world." "Just please let my baby wake up. I love her, I'm in love with her and I can't do this without her. If waking her up means I got to sacrifice letting her go so she can be safe. I'll do that. Just don't take her from this earth." "In Jesus name I pray. Amen."

Beneath the surface of anger and resentment, a different kind of fire burned. A fire of passion, waiting to be ignited.