He is stable, you are deep.

Zoila inherited her autism from her mothe-and a longing for the gentle, steady love her parents share. But loud crowds, sudden noises, and unpredictable days make the world feel overwhelming. Then she meets Ezra, a quiet, patient boy who understands her in ways no one else ever has.

First time we fucked, we ain't really plan it.. But now I'll be making love to you through him...

❝ Numi and Briah stumble across a mysterious man in Miami, and as they grow closer, they discover the hidden battles and secrets he's been fighting. ❞ Published- Feb 9th, 2025 Finished- Aug 30th, 2025 Rankings🏅: 🥇in rappers 🥇in gxgxb 🥇in freaky 🥈in blackromance 🥈in undercover 🥉in polo g

𝐑𝐞𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐥 • 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐱𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝 • 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐱 After losing the one person she believed she could count on through thick and thin, Destiny is left feeling alone while facing life altering events. But she soon acknowledges her true best friend, the one she truly realizes she wants to grow old with. "It's always been you..." • • • • • 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐈𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞... - Mature/Strong Language - Mature Content (18+ Recommended) - Sex/Smut (Detailed) - Substances (Alcohol, drugs, etc) - Violence (Including weapons) - Other Possible Triggering Content

"I treated them bad I wouldn't be mad if i was to get treated the same way... so treat me the same way."

ʜᴇ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜᴇᴅ, ʜᴇ ᴏʙssᴇsᴇᴅ, ʜᴇ ʟᴇᴀʀɴᴇᴅ, ʜᴇ ғɪɢᴜʀᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴏᴜᴛ ʜᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡs ʜᴏᴡ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ʜᴇʀ ᴘᴇʀғᴇᴄᴛ ᴍᴀɴ ɢʀᴏᴏᴍɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ɪɴᴛᴏ ʜɪs ᴘᴇʀғᴇᴄᴛ ᴡᴏᴍᴀɴ sʜᴇs sᴛᴜᴄᴋ ɪɴ ʜɪs ʟɪᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʜɪs ᴛʀᴜᴛʜ ɪs ʀᴇᴠᴇᴀʟᴇᴅ ᴡɪʟʟ sʜᴇ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴏᴜᴛ? ᴏʀ ᴡɪʟʟ sʜᴇ sᴛᴀʏ

What's more dangerous-the boy who wrecked her, or the man he's become? He's back, dragging their past behind him, setting fire to everything she's rebuilt. Hatred is easy. Walking away? Impossible. ________________ Damn him. Damn him for looking at me like that. For touching me like that. For acting as though he cared, when his actions and words spoke volumes to the contrary. I stop walking. The silence between us stretches, pulling tight, thrumming with something I refuse to name. I turn my head, just enough to catch the shape of him in the dying light. He's still standing there, still watching, like he's waiting. I force my voice to stay steady, to cut through the distance between us with all the venom I have left. "I hate you, Skepta Aldridge."