(𝑉.) 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑜 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑠𝑜𝑢𝑙, 𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑡𝑦,𝑜𝑟 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒. 𝐴 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑖 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑑𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑚𝑦 𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑠. 𝑀𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑠 if requested enough.

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.

19y old Syris has his eyes on 20y old Samaj. Samaj is works for the gang Syris's uncle runs. What happens when Syris and Samaj start to mess with each other and have to keep it on the low from his uncle.

"ᴡᴀꜱꜱᴀᴍ ʙᴀʙʏ"

Cee Ayers doesn't let people in-he's got walls built from years of learning that trust is dangerous. Zeph Carter doesn't need an invitation-he sees through the silence, through the sarcasm, and meets Cee exactly where he is. What starts as an easy friendship shifts into something heavier, something neither of them expected. But love-real love-means letting yourself be seen, even when it's terrifying. Sample Scene: Cee was sprawled on Zeph's bed, noise-canceling headphones on, iPad in hand, locked into his game. He barely noticed when the mattress dipped, barely reacted when Zeph's warmth pressed against him. Then Zeph slid on top of him. Cee exhaled through his nose, adjusting his grip on the iPad, ignoring the weight pressing him into the mattress. A slow, deliberate kiss landed on his neck. Then another. Cee tapped his screen. "Move." Zeph didn't. Instead, he bit down gently, then soothed the spot with his tongue. Cee tensed. "Zeph." Zeph hummed against his skin, pressing more kisses, dragging his lips up the side of Cee's throat. His hands settled on Cee's ribs, thumbs rubbing slow circles. Cee's fingers twitched around the iPad. He tried to focus. He really did. Then Zeph bit again, harder this time. Cee sighed, dropping the iPad onto his chest and yanking off the headphones. "You deadass?" Zeph grinned against his skin. "Been deadass." Cee huffed, tilting his head to the side in surrender. "You so fuckin' annoying." Zeph just chuckled, lips finding Cee's jaw. "Yeah, but you love me though."

Arlo lives under constant pressure, doing his best to hold things together while caring for his 16-year-old sister Moniece and navigating a home shaped by their mother's addiction. When a crisis at home disrupts what little stability he has, Arlo is forced to take on even more responsibility than he ever expected. Cartier's life is shaped by risky choices and misplaced trust, until one night changes everything. Arlo, working a late shift at a gas station, steps in at a critical moment and gets him the help he needs. That single act connects their lives in unexpected ways, setting the stage for a bond that grows deeper as both men struggle with loyalty, survival, and the possibility of something more.

All that matters to Darius is his Uncle, and cousin Devonte. He could care less about everything else, unless it's making money. So when he meets Casius in the club one day, Darius still didn't give two fucks. But Casius kept popping up, and started making him feel....something he couldn't describe. Or Darius is a regular dude who only cares for himself and Casius changes that

Marcus moved out of the neighborhood years ago. He got a nice condo in the city, a nice job working with kids. I mean, he can't keep a girl but he was living good. All until his brother ends up in the hospital, bringing him back to the hood and right into a childhood crush he forgot he had.

" 𝐈 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐈 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠,𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲,𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐝. 𝐈 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐮𝐭 𝐚 𝐩𝐞𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞." 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃 : 𝐀𝐏𝐑 𝟐𝟎𝐓𝐇 𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃 : ??

𝙼𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚘𝚞𝚜: 𝙰 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚛 𝚂𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚢 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚋𝚡𝚋 Flawless book 2