Londyn talks too much, pushes too many buttons, and never knows when to walk away. Aries doesn't say much at all. Somewhere between jealousy, late-night arguments, and trouble that refuses to stay gone, the two of them find themselves tangled in something deeper than either expected. And the more they try to ignore it, the harder it becomes to pretend it isn't real.

They were strangers moving through the same crowded streets. Same blinking Christmas lights. Same freezing air. Same damn holiday chaos. Never once noticing each other. Until Mari crashes straight into Talia in the middle of a packed Christmas market, coffee flying everywhere. "Shit-my bad," Mari mutters, grabbing napkins. Talia just stares at her for a second before laughing. "Damn, you always run people over like that or is today special?" What should've been a quick apology somehow turns into a conversation. Then another. Then another. Soon it's late-night walks through quiet streets glowing with Christmas lights. Sharing a blunt behind Talia's bar after closing. Arguing about music in Mari's car with the heat blasting. Cheap drinks. Loud laughter. Soft moments neither of them planned for. Mari was only supposed to be home for the holidays. Talia was never supposed to fall for someone who might leave. But somewhere between the first snowfall and the last night of December, they realize something terrifying: This doesn't feel temporary. It feels real. And sometimes love doesn't show up loud or dramatic. Sometimes it arrives quietly- in shared smoke under cold skies, in hands brushing accidentally, in laughter that lingers too long. Warm. Certain. Like the first snow finally falling.

In a city where loyalty is rare and danger is currency, two women live on opposite sides of survival. A soft-spoken tattoo artist with a steady hand and a guarded heart spends her nights turning pain into art. Her shop is her sanctuary no drama, no trouble, no attachments. Then there's the other woman a feared drug dealer with a reputation that makes people cross the street. She moves fast, thinks faster, and trusts no one. Their worlds collide over something small... a tattoo appointment that wasn't supposed to mean anything. But nothing stays simple when secrets run deep, enemies get closer, and feelings start to blur the lines between survival and surrender. Because in a city like this, love isn't just risky... it's dangerous.

Imani Brooks is quiet, untouchable, and everyone knows her name... but no one knows the truth behind the Brooks Circle. Brooklyn Reyes is chill, clueless, and thinks she's just met another senior-until Imani pulls her into a world she can't fully see. Late nights, laughs, and a connection too intense to ignore... but how far can Brooklyn go before the line between trust and control is crossed? - Was #1 in #blackgxg Was #2 in #urbangxg Was #4 in #femxfem

It was supposed to be just a nail appointment. Quick set, sit down, pick a color, scroll your phone... leave. But the vibe? yeah... that shit ain't leave with her. At nineteen and twenty, two fems cross paths-one behind the nail table, one in her chair. What start as small talk turn into rebooks... then texting... then them late night conversations that be having you smiling and kicking your feet like wtf. In a city where everybody got options and bitches be moving funny... it hit different when somebody feel genuine. Now they both stuck tryna play it cool... knowing damn well it ain't just a vibe no more.

Ashanti Leneé Duvan is tired. Tired of college. Tired of fake connections. Tired of people not taking her seriously. A junior in college working toward becoming a psychologist, Ashanti is already overwhelmed-and the semester barely started. Between her anxiety, academic pressure, and a love life full of unserious hoes, she's starting to wonder if she is the problem... or if people just can't handle her. Then there's Chase Tavonii Jackson. A fine, nonchalant stud with tattoos from head to toe, a successful tattoo shop, and a girlfriend she probably shouldn't have. Chase doesn't do feelings-she does distance, rules, and cheating before she can get hurt again. One slutterparty. One shared bedroom. One twenty-minute dare. Boundaries get set. Lines get crossed. And neither of them is ready for what happens when attraction turns into something real. Sometimes the people who swear they don't want you... want you the most.

One night. One client. One mistake that June thought she left behind. When her past as a call girl collides with Lennox Weatherspoon, powerful, wealthy, and dangerously intrigued. What was meant to be a transaction becomes a fixation. Lennox doesn't chase often, but when she does, she doesn't let go. Started: February 2, 2026 *None of the pictures in this book belongs to me*

just read the story please.. or scroll and read this ig if you want . . . . . . one dom fem, Mariah reconnects with her ex, Stephanie who's a stud that did her dirty but is coming to right her wrongs. another dom fem, Za'nia is later introduced looking for love. after a bit of a situation where Za'nia and Mariah do more than just meet Stephanie and Mariah are on rocky terms. Will Mariah and Za'nia end up together? Will Mariah and Stephanie end up together? Will all three of them figure out a way together? Or.. will they become friends and go separate ways?

She saw her in an alley, covered in blood. And she didn't run. She didn't scream. She didn't call for help. She just looked... and walked away. That should've been the end of it. It wasn't. Because the girl everyone fears? The one they whisper about, the one they run from- She doesn't like being ignored. And the girl who walked away? She's far more dangerous than she looks. What starts as curiosity turns into something worse- something obsessive, dangerous... and impossible to escape. Because some girls don't just fall in love. They consume.