Destiny never thought she'd end up tangled in Cam Cade's world. He was her best friend-the one who knew her laugh, her late-night secrets, her fears she never said out loud. But somewhere between sneaking into after-parties and helping him patch up his busted knuckles, the lines blurred. "Come on, Des," Cam grinned, leaning against the wall with that reckless confidence only he could pull off. His shirt clung to his chest, damp from the night's chaos. "Don't tell me you're scared." I rolled my eyes, but my heart wasn't listening. It hammered against my ribs, traitorous, every time his gaze locked with mine. Scared? Of him? Please. Okay... maybe a little. Because I wasn't scared of what he'd do. I was scared of what I wanted him to do. And he knew it. The thing about Cam Cade was, he never played fair. He leaned in close, his breath ghosting over my ear, sending shivers straight down my spine. "You trust me, right?" I hated the way my knees weakened at just two words. I hated the way my skin burned for more. We weren't supposed to be more. We weren't supposed to be anything but friends. But tell that to the way his lips lingered just a heartbeat too close to mine. Tell that to the way his hands brushed against me like a spark looking for gasoline. Tell that to my heart-because it already belonged to him.

𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱🕺🏾 𝗔𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗹 𝟮𝟯'-𝗝𝘂𝗹𝘆 𝟮𝟯'

sap·phic /ˈsafik/ adjective 1. relating to sexual attraction or activity between women gxg oneshots

𝑵𝑨𝑯𝑳𝑰𝑨 𝑪𝑳𝑨𝑰𝑴𝑺 𝑻𝑶 𝑩𝑬 𝑎𝑠 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑎𝑠 𝑎𝑛 𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑤, 𝑦𝑒𝑡 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑠 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 𝑜𝑛 𝑡𝑒𝑚𝑝𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑖𝑠𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑘𝑎'𝑚𝑎𝑧𝑖. 𝑰𝑻𝑺 𝑫𝑰𝑶𝑹 𝑩𝑩𝒀.

In the heart of the city, where the streets never sleep and love is as messy as the hustle, two Black women collide - Layla, the fiery fem with a mouth sharper than her eyeliner, and Zay, the tough stud with a past darker than the alleyways she calls home. They're different in every way but drawn together like a magnet-two broken souls trying to find peace in each other's arms. But love in the hood isn't pretty or perfect. It's toxic, it's dramatic, and it burns hotter than the summer sun. Between jealous exes, neighborhood drama, late-night fights, and steamy make-ups, Layla and Zay's relationship is a wild ride of passion and pain. They want to love each other but don't know how without tearing each other apart. This story is about fighting for love when everything else wants to break you - a real Black lesbian romance with all the hood flavor, heat, and heart you crave.

𝚈𝙾𝚄'𝚁𝙴 𝙼𝚈 𝚂𝙰𝙻𝚅𝙰𝙶𝙴, 𝚈𝙾𝚄'𝚁𝙴 𝙼𝚈 𝙱𝙰𝙻𝙰𝙽𝙲𝙴

"Mama, I can't just leave Abir." I admitted, telling her exactly why I couldn't do this. Not only would she be snatching me away from my family and friends but she was taking me away from the person I'd loved for five going on six years. I couldn't just walk away from him. "Baby.." She trailed off, sighing deeply. "I know you love Abir." She stood to her feet to stop packing for a moment and pulled me into her. "But I promise you, there will be other boys. Right now you have to do what's best for you and that's coming with your daddy and I to give you a better life." "Better life for who? You?!" I screamed out, becoming even more angry at her choice of words. As if my feelings were robotic and I could just turn them on and off for any and every person. "My feelings just don't matter to y'all at all, huh?" I asked, crying harder than before now. "Speak to your mother with some respect, Giselle." My father spat to me and I shook my head, watching as they stood there looking at me like some dumb teenager. This wasn't puppy love for me. I didn't spend 5 years building something, just to walk away from it for their dreams. I couldn't do it. Sinner. Book #1

" 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘪 𝘴𝘮𝘰𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘪𝘵" 𝐀𝐏𝐑21 𝐀 𝐑𝐈4𝐕𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐒𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

❞𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐈 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮,𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐞❞

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