Sincere Brielle White has always been the soft one-gentle voice, pretty smile, big heart. Everyone thinks she has it all together. Nobody knows about the insecurity she hides so deep she can't even say it out loud. She keeps her brightness polished and perfect... scared that if anyone looks too closely, they'll see the cracks underneath. Then there's Terajaie Imani Connell. Silent. Standoffish. Untouchable. The kind of stud who speaks with her eyes more than her mouth, who fights only when she has to, who carries her past like a weight she learned to hide. People fear her before they understand her-but she prefers it that way. Trusting people has never ended well. Until Sincere. A seating change puts them side by side, and Terajaie notices the things everyone else misses-the quiet tremble in Sincere's hands, the way her smile fades when she thinks no one is looking, the exhaustion behind her eyes. And Sincere sees past Terajaie's coldness, past her silence, past her armor... and finds the girl who's been alone for too long. What starts as awkward glances and accidental conversations turns into late-night texts, warm rides home, soft touches, and a connection neither of them were ready for. But loving someone means letting them see the parts you're terrified to show. Sincere's hidden insecurity. Terajaie's guarded heart. Two girls learning what it means to feel safe-really safe-for the first time. Because sometimes love isn't loud. Sometimes it isn't dramatic. Sometimes... it's just warm.

Salae Amira Bennett came to college with a plan. Graduate. Become a neonatologist. Keep her hair laid, lip gloss popping, and maybe find a girlfriend that actually treats her right for once. Simple. But moving into an off-campus house near Peachtree State University with five strangers quickly proves that nothing about college is simple. Especially when one of those strangers is Aaliyah "Liyah" Monroe. Tall. Calm. Flirty. Annoyingly observant. And for some reason... always staring at Salae. At first they can't stand each other. Too many smart comments. Too much tension. Too many arguments in the kitchen at 2AM. But the more time they spend in the same house, the harder it becomes to ignore the pull between them. Between messy friends, ex drama, jealousy, late night confessions, and emotions neither of them fully understand... Salae and Liyah might realize something dangerous: Sometimes the person you swear you'd never fall for... is already unintentionally yours.

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♤♤ MATURE CONTENT warning ♤♤ • • • He's charming. He's handsome, talented, charismatic. People hang on to his every word. A bachelor, stone cold businessman and a man of very few words. A whole package that's definitely way out of her league...should be out of her league yet...why does he seem to be purposely appearing before her everyday as the days go by. Why the hell did this upper echelon businessman suddenly appear inside her complex and how the absolute f*ck was he able to make the hairs on her neck rise and her legs clench whenever she just so happens to coincidentally brush past him on those fleeting days. Sophia thought she had it all figured out, that was until that fateful day. Two paths that were certainly never meant to collide had crashed into each other in the most unexpected of ways. The product of this fateful encounter? A man whose interest could border on obsession and a woman who's hellbent on ignoring and avoiding the man who is solely responsible for making her feel these weird and uncontrollable urges. ■ | ♧ |Status: ongoing | ♧ |Updates: on weekends ● (Also this is a first unedited draft so there might be errors) Lovely cover by Denise~ ■

❝Violet tell me to stop and I will ❞ the feeling of his soft lips igniting flames throughout my body, my lower half becoming warmer every second I felt the delicacy of his touch. "Enzo" I couldn't bring myself to say stop simply because I didn't want him to. I wanted his hands roaming over my body while he held my neck thrusting into me. The erection I feel on my thigh made my mind wonder off. Pinching my hip I moaned lowly when he hooked my legs around his waist. "That's not telling me to stop amore" removing my shirt over my head his lips latched onto my swollen nipples, my hands shot in the softness that was his black hair. "Tell me what you want" "Fuck me Enzo" ᥊ 𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐓 needed the money to pay for her mother's expensive treatments, dancing for a man like Enzo wouldn't be good for her and she knew this. He would be the chaos in her life but she was too addicted to it. 𝐄𝐍𝐙𝐎 understood the consequences it would bring if he got involved with Violet more than what she already was, that was his dancer and nobody else's. 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐎 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 ❦ Highest Ranking! #1 in cocky #2 in passion

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 pooled at the eyes of the seductress in front of me. ❝You still hate me?❞ The poison in my heart moaned as I bottomed out in her, her wetness tightening around me. ❝Of course I do- fuck! Right there!❞ She cried out, biting her lip to quiet her moans, trying her hardest to deprive me of that soul quenching satisfaction. I gently tug at her bottom lip with my thumb, releasing her lip from her teeth, wanting to hear every cry come from that pretty mouth. ❝That pussy of yours says otherwise❞ I moan, repeatedly slamming in and out of her, basking in her seductive aura, feeling myself crumble from her touch. ▂▂▂▂▂ What occurs when two fundamentally different worlds intersect but relate to one another more than anticipated? These two kingdoms will do more than clash when an aspiring mafia boss and the Boss/Daughter of one of the most powerful drug lords in history come into contact. Their lives will twist, turn, and even collapse trying to keep a tight grasp on one another. What happens when one of the most lethal pairings, power, and lust, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐞? 𝐩𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝟏𝟏/𝟐𝟗/𝟐𝟑 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝟎𝟐/𝟐𝟎/𝟐𝟒 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: - #𝟑 𝐢𝐧 𝐀𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐧 - #𝟑 𝐢𝐧 𝐊𝐧𝐢𝐟𝐞 - #𝟕 𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐰𝐰𝐦

************************************************* Amaya Moore wasn't lookin' for love. Fresh outta high school with no car, no solid plans, and too much on her mind, she kept to herself - headphones in, world off. Alejandro Ramirez. Known in the streets for two things: his '98 dark purple 240SX and never catchin' feelings. A 19-year-old street racer with tattoos, family to feed, and zero time for distractions. What starts as a ride home turns into late-night drives, record store dates, and real conversations. Now Amaya's deep in a world she never thought she'd touch - loud engines, underground races, and a boy who shows her love without sayin' much at all. *************************************************

Juniper Perlin - or Junie, as everyone calls her - ruled the halls since elementary school. Loud, bold, unbothered. Ezra Harrison? Quiet. Calculated. Never without a book and never without something smart to say. In middle school, they couldn't stand each other - and honestly, that might be putting it lightly. Junie used to make his life hell. Ezra never forgot. But high school changes people. And when senior Ezra ends up tutoring junior Junie in Algebra and Biology, the old tension turns into something new. Something intense. Something neither of them were ready for. From whispered apologies to secret smiles in art class, to truck rides, late-night study sessions, and a kiss that shifted everything - their story unfolds in slow, soft moments.

She thinks she's invisible-just a waitress working late shifts to pay her bills, slipping through life without being noticed. But she's wrong. Someone sees her. Him. Cold, powerful, and dangerously obsessed, he's watched her for months from the shadows. He knows her routines, her smile, the way she tucks her hair behind her ear when she's nervous. To the world, he's an untouchable billionaire, ruthless and controlled. But when it comes to her, control is slipping. When she accidentally stumbles into his world-an overheard phone call, a mistaken identity, a stormy night-he decides watching isn't enough anymore. He wants her. Needs her. And he'll do anything to keep her close... even if it means unraveling her world to remake it with him at the center.

There was no light within him. From the midnight curls to his charcoal eyes that stalked prey. He was the dark magic mother warned me of, and I wanted to be hexed. He was no match for me. "I want to know you" In which a girl whose only experience lays in fairy tales catches the attention of a towns most prolific underground boxing delinquent Bwwm #18 in Boxing the 22nd of December 2020 #30 in WMBW the 22nd of November 2020 #33 in WattyAwards 11th of December 2020 #51 in WMBW 11th of December 2020