"𝙏𝙪𝙧𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙩 𝙪𝙥, 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙮'𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙙𝙪𝙢𝙗?" -𝙩𝙮𝙡𝙚𝙧, 𝙘𝙖𝙢𝙥 𝙛𝙡𝙤𝙜 𝙜𝙣𝙖𝙬. Completed July 2020.

Kameron Carter spent three years turning himself into a name the industry couldn't ignore - magazine covers, high fashion campaigns, viral moments, all of it. Fame kept him busy, kept him numb, kept him far away from the one person he could never get over. Saint. He wasn't supposed to see him again. But grief drags Kam back to Chicago, and suddenly the past he buried is standing right in front of him, looking better, looking worse, looking like trouble he still wants. And just like that, everything Kam built starts slipping - the discipline, the distance, the version of himself the world thinks they know. The city is louder, the spotlight harsher, and the internet is watching every move he makes... especially the ones he swears he isn't making with Saint. Between paparazzi flash, industry politics, secret reunions, online chaos, and the kind of chemistry that never learned how to die, Kam finds himself right back where he started: wanting the one man he promised himself he'd never love again. Fame made him shine. Saint makes him unravel. And the line between passion and disaster? Yeah... they're way too good at crossing it.

You know that my body is yours. 🖤 • He quickly reached out to grab my arm. "Where you goin'?" I felt my body freeze under his touch. Looking down, I took note of how close we were in the small door frame. Too close. He let my arm go, raising a hand up apologetically. "Sorry, I ain't mean to grab you like that. I know you 'on really..." he trailed off, running his eyes over my face. He was still too close, but for some reason, I couldn't convince my body to move. This was the third time I've felt like this around him. It was a pattern. "Stay." He gestured for me to come back inside. "Zeke, I'on really think-" "Stay, Jabari." He said firmly. "Ray invited you over here...and I ain't finna tell you to leave. I brought more than enough food. You good, my nigga." "I told you to call me 'Jah'." "Jah," he corrected, looking down as a small chuckle escaped. "My fault." He raised his head back up, but quickly glanced away and cleared his throat. "You should...you should stay." • Spin-off from 'Familiar'

"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

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."

Disclaimer: This story is an mPreg story Cameron Alono Smiths is an innocent, sensitive 16 year old boy from L.A . After living in L.A his whole life, his dad gets a new job out in Brooklyn, New York and they have no choice but to move since things are getting hard. Cameron is scared because all he knows is L.A and worst of all- he's afraid of how Urban the area is. Cameron is NOT racist, but he didn't know how people would react to the new white AND gay boy in school. How would he cope in school? Will he be able to get through it safely and will he meet anyone who he can connect with? ------------------------------------------------------ Anthony D'arell Jackson is a very known senior in West Hills High School. At 18 years old, he has all the ladies, money (from selling illegal substances) , and is captain on the football team. He gives fucks about no one but his family. All he's trying to do is make a living for him and his siblings. Little does he know, his senior year has a few surprises in store. Surprises that he would never think twice about.

Daniel Simmons, better known by his clients as Dr. Diggy, makes his living as a sex therapist with high profile clientele. He works in Los Angeles, the city of angels and the city of stars. He takes his job very seriously, and he's very good at it. He hasn't met anyone whose sex life he couldn't fix. That is until Simon Minsk walked into his office. Simon Minsk is a 20 year old virgin who is looking to finally put his innocence behind him. Diggy is glad to take on a challenge, but it proves to be more difficult than Diggy thought to get Simon laid, especially when his own feelings start to get in the way. Follow these two as they go through a journey of ups and downs, self-exploration, and love. ««•mature content•»»

Tyrell is living to make money, the only thing on his mind is making millions. He's definitely not focused on love. When Tyrell meets sweet Bassir all of that changes for him.

He thought he knew love-until it nearly broke him.

Mal and B - A Toxic Love Story Kamal "Mal" is 25 years old and he still doesn't want to settle down. The drug money is rolling in faster than ever and the new club is thriving. He lives a fast life on and off the street. He's in a better space right now than he's been in for awhile until he meets B. Brandon is 21 and his newest office distraction. But he has a whole lot going on. He's trying to fix his family and has a baby on the way. But he's far from happy. He's fighting for something bigger than himself but everything is lacking and curiosity is drawing him in. What happens when their lives collide. When one can't slow down enough and the other is hurt and still in denial? Can the possessiveness be put to an end? Will curiosity and lies ruin the relationship? How lost can they get? Or does the family come first? How much toxic is too much? Well it can never be too much. Can it? Mal loves Danger and Danger is what B is to him.