Six kids in one house, and somehow he still felt invisible. Taye was always working, always stressed, always trying to hold everything together but never really seeing him. The others were the same. Busy. Distant. Like surviving mattered more than anything else. And maybe it did. But that didn't stop it from messing him up. So he learned quick don't ask for anything, don't expect nothing, and don't let nobody get close enough to leave. That's just how he became Kairo. Rude. Distant. Unbothered. Or at least...that's what everybody thought. Now suddenly, things were different. Taye checking on him. Asking questions. Looking at him like he actually mattered. It didn't sit right. "Where was all that before?" Kairo muttered one night, staring up at the ceiling, phone in his hand but not really looking at it. Because care-real care-was something he didn't know how to trust. And that wasn't even the worst part. The worst part...was him. Kairos best friend. The one person who always stayed. Always showed up. Always saw him even when Kairo tried his hardest to push him away. That was the problem. Because Kairo wasn't supposed to feel like this. Not about him.

A broken boy looking for protection in prison..what could go so wrong ? Ready to find out! Newly re-edited and updated! MxM

In this city, blood is currency. The streets don't forgive, and they certainly don't forget. "Ah got you, pa," Kaelen whispered his chin resting on julian's head "Ain't nobody ever gonna hurt you again."

Black BxB Love Story 🖤 Time move, people change, new names come in the picture...but some connections don't fade, they just wait for the right silence to speak up again. A year later, two souls that tried to move on find themselves back in the same city, same air, same pull they tried to outgrow. What happens when memories hit harder than the present? When the past don't knock, it just walks right back in? Love, loyalty, and loss collide in this raw, emotional sequel about two men who still learning that moving on don't always mean moving forward.... because sometimes... sometimes you still ridin' even when the road feel like its gone.

in which the avengers' team doctor is inexplicably hated by a certain ex-assassin and soldier, but for reasons she did not anticipate a bucky barnes fanfiction

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"

"𝖽𝗈𝗇𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝗎𝗉 𝗒𝗈 𝗁𝗈𝗈𝖽" ⚠︎︎A Hᴏᴏᴅғᴀɪʀʀʏʏ Pʀᴏᴅᴜᴄᴛɪᴏɴ

Inaco has been sent to prison, he's guilty of the crimes he's been accused of, but the law is also guilty of not doing its job. His appearance got him noticed, made him a victim, but he got payback, but now his appearance is getting him in trouble again, and his revenge that put him in prison in the first place. Dontrell has been to prison many times, he doesn't think this sentence will be any different than his previous ones. Oh how wrong he is.

In the world's most feared jail, Nate works as a correctional officer against the most feared inmates. He has no fear when it comes to talking down to inmates as he believes they all deserve to be there. That they all are low-lives and need to have authority over them. Nate believes he can fix the corruption. Until he meets the most feared, yet revered inmate dubbed as 'Worth'. He is known to be the leader of every part of the jail and has all the officers not only at his beck-and-call, but on their knees. He's in for a crimes no one is willing to discuss, and yet no one will charge him upon. Nate begins to realize that what is really at play is what they really want to get from Worth - the truth, to snitch. In the process of trying to get the truth and fix the corruption, Nate and Worth strike up a relationship that clashes and brews with tension. Until what really burns beneath begins to come through, and Nate falls into Worth's trap... Or is it the other way around?

"𝐈𝐟 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐀 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐎𝐧 𝐄𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡, 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬, 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞, 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭...𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐒𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭." •MPREG•