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Back 2 You by babeluvlemonade
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When Solè Stayed by tycheaaa
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"SolΓ¨, why'd you stay?" "Because, Zaire... you the first thing that ever felt worth staying for." ❀ 🝳 ❀ Harlem held the noise. SolΓ¨ gave Zaire the quiet. Zaire Knox, Harlem's quiet storm, known for his ties to the streets and a gaze that read people faster than they could lie to him. Respected. Feared. Loved. With scars buried deeper than his tattoos, he never planned to love soft. Until a Harlem vinyl shop left behind by his late grandfather forces him to slow down, to breathe, to find his real purpose in the world beyond the streets. SolΓ¨ Sinclair, soft but unbreakable, raised by her father after loss. By day, she serves warmth behind the counter of a cafΓ©. By night, she disappears into her art, trying to paint the parts of herself no one ever sees. When their worlds cross, the city shifts. What starts off tense and unexpected turns tender. Together, they learn love can hold you just as fierce as the streets ever did, and softer, too. But love in Harlem always asks one question: what are you willing to risk when the heart wants more than the streets ever offered? A Harlem story. A hood love. A soft place to land. ❀ 🝳 ❀
π‹πŽπ•π„ πŒπ„  by trillak
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in Oak Cliff, love doesn't grow quietly. It collides. Love Me follows two teenagers chasing escape in different ways one through money, one through music while pretending they don't need what the other represents. sometimes love isn't enough. sometimes it's everything.
α΄α΄œα΄›α΄›α΄€ Κα΄α΄œΚ€ ΚŸα΄‡α΄€Ι’α΄œα΄‡ by pynknova
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She runs a luxury beauty lounge. He runs routes in the NFL. When soleia Carter and Jeremiah smith cross paths, neither is looking for love - but the chemistry? Instant. She's not impressed by status. He's tired of women chasing his name. But the more they collide, the harder it gets to stay in their own lanes. Because some games aren't played on the field... and hearts don't always follow the rules. πŸ₯‡#1 in athlete πŸ₯‡#1 in latto πŸ₯‡#1 in black fiction πŸ₯‡#1 in Atlanta πŸ₯‡#1 in entrepreneur πŸ₯‡#1 in Jeremiah smith πŸ₯ˆ#2 in romance fiction #4 in urban fiction
𝐋𝐨𝐬𝐭 π‡π¨π©πž by sincerelyky
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" if it's real love, you'll always find your way back to eachother".
ππ€ππ˜ by zyantookyohoe
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"α΄‘α΄€κœ±κœ±α΄€α΄ ʙᴀʙʏ"
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐀𝐓𝐓��π‘π€π‚π“πˆπŽπ  by Mya2tact
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"You want tater tots, I'm finna make some." Kamaria rubbed her stomach feeling hungry. "Why you say it like that?" "Say what, like how?" She questioned, raising her eye brows in confusion since she hadn't said anything out of the ordinary. "You say Ta-ter like Tay-Tah. Like Tayta." He kept his eyes trained on her, not missing how the corners of her mouth twitched trying not to smile. "Imma call you that now." He declared with a shrug. "Uhh no you ain't, and you could've just said you ain't want none." She shut it down waving him off. "Okay...Tayta." He smirked. --- Ever since a small child, Kamaria had always been the feisty middle child bringing life to every situation with her vibrant ways. She never took mess from any one, and was big on defending herself. Toting a big heart, she always saw the good in people, which had to be her best and worst trait wrapped in one. Known for her spirited ways, her life is turned upside down when one deadly night occurs. Changing her life for the worst. Samir was always the outgoing friend of his group. Known for his unapologetic attitude, he never had to feel like an outsider with his two bestfriends. Although the life of the party, Samir struggles to be contempt with living a normal teenage life, always finding himself in the middle of troubling situations. It wasn't until one fatal evening that changed his view on life, forever. Fast forward years later, brilliant and ambitious Kamaria finds herself struggling with her academic life as the trauma she has endured takes a toll on her every day life. Focused on securing her future life throws her in for another loop when the past she had been avoiding shows up with a bright smile on his face, crashing full force into her life. Being back in the presence of one another their worlds collide in a whirlwind of emotions and an undeniable connection between the two of them. Started; October 20th 2023 Published; October 22nd 2023 Finished; February 29th 2024
WE WERE DESTINED by Mya2tact
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" I don't even like you like that." Her face scrunched up in disgust watching water drip from curls in his hair. " 'Cause you love me. Just like I love you." He retorted with a grin, disregarding the deflecting she was doing. --- They were two sides of the same city-until one move split them down the middle. Elijah and London were inseparable once, bonded by childhood summers, beat-up bikes, and secrets too deep for anyone else to know. Unfortunately, when Elijah's mom packed up and moved her family across Onyx to a rival neighborhood, everything changed. She always thought when she spoke to him again he would've changed like her. She was witty, sarcastic, and had a low tolerance, but he was still the same calm , sweet, cute boy with a heart the size of the sun. Some things haven't changed. Some things never change. The pull between them, the memories that still burn etched marks in their brain, and the words they never said out loud. In a world where loyalty can be life or death, and love isn't always enough to cross old lines, Elijah and London find themselves circling each other again. --- STARTED; MAY 26th, 2025 PUBLISHED JUNE 6th, 2025 FINISHED; SEPTEMBER 27th 2025
Her Forever Valentine by TheGheauxstWriter
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"Damn. Hasn't even been that long and you got a whole rock on your finger now, huh?" "...What are you doing here?" She unthinkingly rubbed her swollen belly, the tight knots forming in her stomach at the same time. "What you mean? I came for the art." His tone was sarcastic as he gestured at the paintings on the walls. She watched his eyes drift down her body, before he tightly clenched his jaw. "But I see I have more than one thing to congratulate you on." He said, bitterly. β€’ β€’ β€’ β€’ β€’ β€’ πš†πš‘πšŠπš'𝚜 𝚊 πš•πš’πšπšπš•πšŽ πšπš’πš–πšŽ πšŠπš™πšŠπš›πš πš πš‘πšŽπš— 𝚠𝚎 πš‘πšŠπšŸπšŽ πšπš˜πš›πšŽπšŸπšŽπš›? β€οΈβ€πŸ©ΉπŸ‘» π™±πš˜πš˜πš” 𝟸 𝚘𝚏 πšπš‘πšŽ πš…πšŠπš•πšŽπš—πšπš’πš—πšŽ πšœπšŽπš›πš’πšŽπšœ (πšœπšŽπššπšžπšŽπš•)
His First Valentine by TheGheauxstWriter
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"So you just wanna fuck me forever, and that's it, huh?" "I ain't say-" He sucked his teeth. "We already talked about this shit, Z." "Nah." She chuckled dryly. "You just keep shutting me out." "Why you doin' this to me, Ma?" He closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Hm? Why you tryna fuck everything up?" β€’ β€’ β€’ β€’ β€’ β€’ πš†πš‘πšŽπš— 𝚊 πš—πš˜πš—-πšŒπš˜πš–πš–πš’πšπšπšŽπš› πš–πšŽπšŽπšπšœ 𝚊 πš‘πš˜πš™πšŽπš•πšŽπšœπšœ πš›πš˜πš–πšŠπš—πšπš’πšŒ, 𝚊 πšŒπš•πšŠπšœπšœπš’πšŒ πšπšŠπš•πšŽ 𝚘𝚏 πšπš›πš’πšŽπš—πšπšœ πš πš’πšπš‘ πš‹πšŽπš—πšŽπšπš’πšπšœ πšπšžπš›πš—πšœ πšπš›πšŠπšπš’πšŒ πŸ’ŒπŸ‘» π™±πš˜πš˜πš” 𝟷 𝚘𝚏 πšπš‘πšŽ πš…πšŠπš•πšŽπš—πšπš’πš—πšŽ πšœπšŽπš›πš’πšŽπšœ