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."

Trey been grindin' since he was a kid. At 23, he tryna leave that street life alone, workin' at a car shop and keepin' his circle small. He don't trust easy, don't talk much, and damn sure don't got time for drama. Zay, 21, is the type to say whatever on his mind. He loud, got a bad attitude, and stay outside-hustlin', fightin', and talkin' shit. He known in the neighborhood for runnin' his mouth and gettin' into trouble.

"I shoot yo ass right na slime" "do it"

(𝐧.) 𝐚 𝐧𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐠𝐢𝐜 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭, 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭; "𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬" "𝐢 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮" "𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞" ʙᴀsᴇᴅ ɪɴ ɴᴏʀᴛʜ ᴛᴇxᴀs

Here's to denying feelings, avoiding confrontation, exes and (old) hookups being added to the equation, minor and major mistakes being made, attachment issues, trust issues, abandonment issues - all types of issues and so much more. Follow Joshiah, Noah and their friends in a book in which they laugh because of happiness; cry because of sadness; fight their own battles; deny most of their feelings; struggle with what's right and what's wrong; and eventually learn how to love. All Rights Reserved by Honey (writtenbyhoney) on Wattpad © May 16, 2021 DISCLAIMERS: - this story contains strong language and possibly sexually explicit content. - everything that happens in the story is STRICTLY FICTIONAL and takes place in an alternative universe. thank you for checking in & have a blast reading, baby ✨

Chrisanto and Kingston eventually find their way around after years of friendship and everything in between. copyright © writtenbyhoney on wattpad all rights reserved

"𝐌𝐲 𝐆𝐨𝐝, 𝐈'𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐝, 𝐈 𝐜𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐚𝐫. 𝐋𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐈 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐚𝐫. 𝐌𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬, 𝐈 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬."

Prince Truth Golsdeen of the Southern Kingdom, which is one fourth of the United States Kingdom, has an infamous reputation for making assigned bodyguards resign before the two weeks' mark. He is a stubborn brat, something everyone who has ever encountered him claimed. However, after a traumatic incident that puts his older brother, future King Izayah Golsdeen, into a coma, his parents decide to assign him Asael Blackhill, a man with a violent past. The 'Spoiled Brat' and 'Seven' don't like each other, initially. However, as time passes, and Asael becomes Truth's 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐨𝐫, will love arise? And if it does, will it survive the wreckage that RĒK, the terrorist organization responsible for the attempted assassination on Prince Izayah, leaves behind? sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ: ᴍᴀʀᴄʜ 𝟸𝟸 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟺 ᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ: ??

There a reason the nickname for Southside Chicago is Chiraq Maybe it's because death and violence make this neighbourhood the most dangerous place in America. These blocks take getting used to whether it is selling drugs or up the your enemies known the -Opps" . What do you do when surrounded by and just happen to be gay? Five block' tn Chiraq are the he home Of multiple eay youth in this Story. In one of the dangerous cities in the world, several urban youth learn to deal with and They all have different stories They all havedifferent backerounds. They all have different motivations. But they have one thine in common: they need to survive these 5 blocks.

Being that he was troubled by his sexuality, and his parents had recently passed in a shooting, Ma'Kai was as lost as ever. Nevertheless, he still had the help of this three older brothers. Not only was he tolled with depression, and his freshman year in college, but his love life wasn't on his side either. With a mixture of drugs, love, and certain fate. You could do nothing but wonder, is he gonna make it?