In the East Side Gang, Amir just so happens to be King's favorite.

We keep it gutter We f*** with no rubber We be on top of covers He got a n**** and I got a b**** We don't tell on each other

Tre and Christian were so used to hating each other that as their love grew for one another, so did their hate for one another. Will their love suffice in the face of their hate? started: november 2, 2025

Ziare Emmelle. Street nigga turned club promotor. Sincere Kazzi. King Pin turned strip club owner. When these two worlds collide, it's a story of betrayal, unexpected love and violence.

𝑨𝒈𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒑𝒊𝒂: 𝒂𝒅𝒎𝒊𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒃𝒙𝒃

Elijah has always known who he is. Loved by two fathers, protected, visible, and fearless enough to fight anyone who questions it. Tre, his best friend, has always known too, except his love for Elijah lives in silence, tangled with gang loyalty and a life Elijah was never meant to touch. Then Ty'quan appears. Identical in face but forged by abandonment and survival, Ty'quan is the brother Elijah never knew existed and the proof that one different choice can split a life in two. When Ty'quan is mistaken for Elijah and kidnapped, the mistake ignites a chain of violence that pulls both brothers deeper into the streets. Tonic, a dangerous gang leader, does not just want Ty'quan dead. He wants him close. As obsession tightens and love fractures, Elijah and Tre are forced to confront what their bond really costs, while Ty'quan must decide whether family can save him or if the darkness that recognizes him is the only place he truly belongs. Because sometimes love protects you. And sometimes it is the reason everything burns.

Deno is unapologetic about how much he loves Tripp. His feelings are loud, obsessive, and impossible to miss, pushing him to extremes just to make Tripp understand that what he feels is real. Tripp refuses to face it. He dismisses Deno's devotion as too much, too intense, convincing himself that whatever exists between them doesn't mean anything at all. When Deno's presence begins to feel distant, something quietly changes. The shift forces Tripp to sit with emotions he's long ignored, revealing that denial can only last so long before the truth demands to be seen.

With his life dedicated to the streets, Fetti didn't have time nor the energy for anything else. Determined, cold, and calculated described him when it came to how he moved getting money. He had it all. That is until life took an unexpected turn leaving him to face the consequences. The only thing on Zaytona mind is taking care of his daughter and getting money. But with living in two different states and dealing with a baby mama from hell, it's hard for him to be the good father he's desperately trying to be. When the two worlds collide, things get a little bit messy and very hostile.

"Let me get yo' number." I said and he looked back at me with surprise. "Why? You gay?" He asked and I laughed. "Nigga, you my new studio person. I want to stay in contact," I explained and he nodded. "Oh. Cause I could've sworn you were flirtin' wit' me." He muttered and I grinned. "Don't take it to heart, I jus' be bored," I said and he typed in his number. "Well, don't joke wit' me cause I'm really like that." We made eye contact again and a smirk gifted my lips. "Mm," I licked my lips and he bit his. "Bye Tariq. I'll save your number as asshole." He went back to his computer. "And I'll save yours as big ass," he laughed. "See, you provin' my point. Bye." He waved good-bye at me. Asshole: Goodnight ____ It's a lil lame ik buttt Read to find out more !😝😙 Trigger warnings inside the book