I let out a quiet breath as my back hit against the wall, but I didn't move. His sharp light blue ones never left mine, his jaw tightening as he stared at me. And like always, his face gave away nothing. Completely unreadable. For a second, his gaze flickered past me, landing on the guy standing a few feet behind me. Then it returned to mine. He took another step forward until there was barely any space left between us. His hand came up, fingers settling firmly around my neck, not enough to hurt, but enough to make my breath catch. I hated how much I liked it. How the warmth of his hand against my neck made me feel things down there. "I feel like you playing with me, Amara." His voice was low and calm, somehow making the words sound more threatening. "How, Sebastian?" I used his full name on purpose. His jaw ticked again. "Kissing another man tonight?" he asked quietly, his eyes dropping to my glossed lips, lingering there for a second before lifting back to mine. "You serious, Sarai?" A small grin pulled at my lips. "So now you care?" His fingers tightened ever so slightly. "I asked you a question." "And I asked you one first." Silence. The kind that somehow said more than words ever could. Neither of us looked away. I tilted my head, pretending his hand wasn't doing something to me. "I thought we wasn't together." His tongue pressed against the inside of his cheek. "We not." "So why you mad and in my business about who I lay my lips on?" His eyes searched mine, his gaze dropping to my lips again. Then he leaned in. Not enough to kiss me. Just enough that his voice brushed against my skin when he spoke. "Don't test me, Amara." His voice was barely above a whisper. My pulse stumbled. I hated that he could do that. Hated it even more because I was almost sure he knew. And for the first time since I'd met Sebastian Moretti, I couldn't tell if I'd won or if I'd just pushed him a little too far.

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From the moment Cherish walked into the classroom, the air shifted. Chrissy felt it before she understood it, an unfamiliar heat crawling up her spine, a pull she couldn't look away from. Cherish wasn't just pretty; she carried herself like she knew the effect she had on people. Her voice was low and smooth, her presence heavy, almost intoxicating. Every glance lingered a second too long. Every smile felt intentional. Chrissy tried to focus on her work, but her thoughts kept drifting back to soft lips, confident eyes, and the way Cherish's name sounded in her head. What started as curiosity quickly turned into obsession, an unspoken tension building with every shared look. This wasn't just a crush. This was desire. And it was only the beginning. 👩🏾‍❤️‍💋‍👩🏽👩🏾‍❤️‍💋‍👩🏽

𝐁𝐚𝐛𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐞'𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐖𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐮𝐦𝐛 | 𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐘 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒 |

Yanna "Babydoll" Hill has it all-money, beauty, and the kind of privilege that makes the world bend at her feet. As the spoiled daughter of one of Manhattan's richest men, she's used to getting what she wants... except when it comes to her love life. Forced into a fake relationship with Wyatt, the golden boy from another powerful family, Yanna is miserable, rebellious, and ready to risk it all-especially for the right woman. Enter Ren. A 6'0 ex-military bodyguard from Louisiana, Ren is assigned to shadow Yanna's every move after one too many reckless nights out. She's all discipline, muscle, and mystery, and she's making it very hard for Yanna to behave. Between sneaking out to wild parties, dodging her overbearing father, and dealing with a boyfriend she never wanted, Yanna finds herself caught in a game of tension and temptation with the one woman she shouldn't want. But what happens when "babysitting" turns into something else? And when Wyatt starts to notice that Yanna's attention isn't on him anymore, things get dangerous. In a world where image is everything, power is dangerous, and love is a luxury, will Yanna play by the rules-or will she finally take what she wants? WLW urban lesbian blacklove gxg

"Can you come over?" "Can you stay?" "I just want to be around you." 𝘡𝘖𝘙𝘐 𝘈𝘔𝘈𝘙𝘐𝘈 𝘞𝘏𝘐𝘛𝘔𝘖𝘙𝘌 is Charlotte's golden girl. With wealthy parents, a picture perfect reputation, and a thriving side hustle doing flawless wig installs, she has the kind of life everyone envies. But behind the polished image and warm smile, Zori is secretly saving every dollar because she knows the love in her house comes with conditions. 𝘑𝘈𝘐𝘋𝘈 𝘕𝘖𝘌𝘓𝘓𝘌 𝘙𝘐𝘝𝘌𝘙𝘚 has learned the hard way not to depend on anyone. Growing up in the foster care system, her survival guide is simple: don't get comfortable, and don't expect people to stay. She keeps her circle small, her words careful, and her guard up while working her shifts at Foot Locker and counting down the days until graduation. They live in completely different worlds, but senior year has a way of blurring the lines. Between late night food runs, R&B playing through car speakers, and the chaotic energy of their friend groups merging, Zori and Jaida find themselves pulled into each other's orbit. Zori talks. Jaida listens. Zori makes Jaida feel chosen. Jaida makes Zori feel accepted. But when senior year ends and the safety nets fall away, the real world hits harder than either of them expected. When Zori's perfect life shatters after coming out, and Jaida officially ages out of the system, they're left with nothing but each other and the keys to a small apartment. Together, they have to learn that love isn't something you should have to earn and that home was never a place. It was a person. -lifewindia©️

"Bitches aint shit." Kahdaija, constantly hurt after only giving love. Yet when she does, it goes good...but only for a while. So called in love with Karmen - Until, a girl named Reizya enters her life. Unexpectedly at that. So ... maybe she will allow Reziya to change her perspective , or just be disappointed with Karmen.

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Ashanti Leneé Duvan is tired. Tired of college. Tired of fake connections. Tired of people not taking her seriously. A junior in college working toward becoming a psychologist, Ashanti is already overwhelmed-and the semester barely started. Between her anxiety, academic pressure, and a love life full of unserious hoes, she's starting to wonder if she is the problem... or if people just can't handle her. Then there's Chase Tavonii Jackson. A fine, nonchalant stud with tattoos from head to toe, a successful tattoo shop, and a girlfriend she probably shouldn't have. Chase doesn't do feelings-she does distance, rules, and cheating before she can get hurt again. One slutterparty. One shared bedroom. One twenty-minute dare. Boundaries get set. Lines get crossed. And neither of them is ready for what happens when attraction turns into something real. Sometimes the people who swear they don't want you... want you the most.

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