"I promise."

A black boy who had a rough upbringing in a small white town finally moves to a big city, Philly, and he almost immediately meets Saint, a rough gang member who doesn't quite know how to deal with a boy who don't know how to be black OR stand up for himself.

"what?" willow laughs, wide-mouthed and unrestricted, throwing his head back, "a doll?" nino smacks his lips, "stop laughin' at me," he shrugs as he makes eye contact with the beautiful boy once again, "but yeah, you look like a doll in my eyes, pretty boy." - asian boy x black boy gay

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝟑 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭 " Ian never experienced nothin like dis before" " So let us be yo first, let us be the one and only experience that you can't get away from"

Black BxB Love Story 🖤 Melly and Nori are best friends who never planned on catching feelings, but once that spark hit, nothing will ever be the same. Now, loyalty, the grind, and a pull they can't fight are testing everything they thought they knew. From business and friendship to love - all mixed in with the streets - they have to figure if they are built for the ride, or is it about to pull them apart?

Black BxB Love Story🖤 Julian "Cash" Ford move with control, patience, and precision. He watch more than he speak, think before he moves, and stay calculated about every step he takes. Cash is more strategic, and always aware of what's happening around him, even when nobody else notices. Isaiah "Tez" Grant lives off instinct and heat. He quick with his mouth, quicker with his reactions, and naturally draws attention without trying. Tez is a flirt by nature, comfortable with women, comfortable with control, and used to moving how he wants without thinking too hard about the consequences. What starts as business puts them in each other's space more than either one expected. Cash notices something he can't name. Tez keeps moving the same way he always do, oblivious at first, and but then the looks start lasting longer, the silence grows heavier, and the attention begins to feel different than before. Now what started as business turns into something they both don't understand...trust becomes personal, and something neither one of them planned slowly starts to surface.

Black BxB Love Story🖤 Kasen "Fetty" Ward been running his side of the city with nothing but heat and instinct. Navion "Siren" Porter runs his by staying ten steps ahead of everybody else - including Fetty. Their beef been active for four straight years. Shootouts, setups, get backs, near deaths. One close encounter in a neutral spot exposes something neither one them planned - a trigger strike between them that ain't got nothing to do with bullets. A war that used to be simple turns into something twisted, personal, and damn near impossible to control. In a city where loyalty is survival and pride is currency, Fetty and Siren gotta face the one thing they never prepared for: Each other.

"This is wrong..." I breathed, but even to my own ears, it didn't sound convincing. My back was pressed against the hallway wall, his body just inches from mine, heat radiating between us. We could get caught. "Then stop me," Everest murmured, his voice tempting and low, swirling around me like smoke. "Tell me to back off. Say the word, and I will." I didn't move or speak. His gaze darkened as a grin crept in. The air between us thickened. It was getting harder to breathe. His fingers brushed along my collarbone, delicately. Then lower-slowly-trailing down to the center of my chest. I shivered beneath his touch. When his hand hovered just above my waistband, his fingertips grazing the fabric, I sucked in a breath. "Being this close to you..." he murmured, his voice turning me on more. His eyes flicked down to where his fingers toyed with the edge of my sweatpants. "Seeing you like this..." he leaned in, his breath brushing my skin, "it drives me crazy." What the hell have I gotten myself into? CONTAINS: bxb, mature themes, strong language, intersex, etc

After twelve years behind bars, Iman has learned to feel nothing. With only six months left on his sentence, the last thing he expects is a new cell mate who forces him to confront everything he buried for so long.

Masai and Koda were supposed to kill each other. Leaders of rival gangs, raised by the streets, built on hate and loyalty. But when a setup turns into something deeper, they find themselves caught in a slow-burning connection that neither of them can explain. They're both dominant. Both dangerous. Both confused as hell. But the more time they spend together, the harder it gets to act like this ain't something. This ain't a love story. It's something... Crazy. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ "Then surprisingly, I wouldn't be upset." His voice lowered a notch. "But maybe I'm just crazy... right along wit you."