"You trust me?" I look up at him, staring into his light brown eyes that stared directly at me. It felt like he was staring into my soul trying to read me. I could barely answer his question because I was busy looking at him. Once I realized I was staring like crazy, I quickly look down. "I do." ----------------------------- She's the girl you never saw coming, the unexpected one who calms you, centers you, and still she turns out to be the surprise love of your love. She gets you, really gets you like no one ever has. She is your best friend, lover, and soulmate all wrapped in the prettiest package. She is unforgettable, she is like no one, which is why you are addicted to her mind, her soul, her body, and her presence. You can't get her out of your system. You taste her and she runs through you hot like blood and fire. She never leaves you no matter what, because she too, knows how rare the connection is. You have never had anyone stick by you like that before. She is the safest place you ever know. You are soft for her no matter how hard life gets, she is there and your feelings never change. She loves you fiercely and you feel her love deep in your bones and in your soul. She is the one who makes you feel whole in a way you never have before and that terrifies you. But, what terrifies you even more...is losing her. 03/12/21-04/25/21 Rankings: #9 in africanamerican 9-16-21 #84 in urban 9-16-21 #113 in blacklove 9-16-21 #1 in blacklovestory 9-16-21 #45 in contemporarylit 9-16-21 #18 in blackcouple 9-16-21 #218 in urbanromance 9-16-21 #1 in saveblackcharacters 9-16-21

"Hey umm Sincere? Thank you for.. you know helping me back there." She said looking at his hair she had a bad habit of staring at people hair since she's a hair stylist it's always been a habit of hers, but she really liked his it was different you don't see hair like his in Birmingham a lot... "I ain't do it for you I just ain't want y'all to beat the nigga up and start a brawl in here." He said looking at all her features but mugging her at the same time. He was mad as fuck and didn't know why. "Well never mind then nigga!" She spouted, finally looking at his face features. She turned around ready to walk away and he grabbed her arm. "You mad or some?" He asked looking confused. "Yea nigga you act like you don't know how to just say you welcome." She said mugging him and he laughed. "What's funny?" She asked, confused. "You.. Let me ask you some, you mad that I didn't say you welcome or because I said I ain't do it for you?" "Obviously because you ain't say you welcome instead of all that extra stuff this conversation could've been over with." Lyric spouted watching him lick his lips staring down at her. "Maybe I didn't want the conversation to be over fast." He teased. "Well, if you just wanted to talk to me, you could've just said that too" Lyric joked, and they both laughed. "You welcome pretty and I wanna talk to you is that cool with you?" He asked smirking. "Is that why you been staring at me all night?" Lyric accused and just when he was about to respond they heard gunshots. Sin grabbed Lyric and put her in a room told her to stay on the floor and ran back out taking his gun out of his Nike Tech pants. ~ Lyric is an introverted girl from Birmingham Alabama with a mental illness that prevents her from leaving her house. What happens when she meets Sincere a persistent hood dude from Florida who just wants to be whatever she needs him to be.

❛𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒆?❜ he asked, voice low like it wasn't meant for nobody but her. 𝒛𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐡 didn't speak, just tilted her head a little and stepped in close. she traced one of the tattoos on his arm, finger light like a whisper...when she finally looked up, slow and lazy, doe eyes glinting beneath her lashes--she kissed the corner of his mouth. once, twice--then pulled back. 𝒐𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐢 smirked. ❛𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒔𝒐.❜ ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ She doesn't speak-not out loud, not anymore. Zariah Hart's been quiet since the night she lost everything, and moving to The Palisade at Skyview Apartments was supposed to give her a fresh start. No expectations. No questions. Just peace. But peace gets complicated when a man like Omarion Jordan starts showing up in it. He's nothing like she expected. Tatted, quiet, with eyes that read people better than they speak. A mechanic with a past he doesn't explain-and a presence that says more than his mouth does. He doesn't ask about her silence. She doesn't flinch at his reputation. Somehow, that's enough. What starts as simple glances turns into shared space. What feels like comfort turns to something neither of them planned for. But Atlanta doesn't forget what people try to bury. And sometimes, the loudest truth is the one you never say out loud. 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃: 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐄 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓

❝ My li baby g. ❞ ❥ ®𝙠𝙝𝙖𝙢𝙥𝙩𝙤𝙣𝙣 #13 in loving. #3 in nasty.

A hood romance filled with love, loyalty, tears, kisses, gang tension, and moments that'll have you screaming, sobbing, and screenshotting. Tink & Donk gonna make you BELIEVE in ride-or-die love again. I ain't ask to be protected. I asked to be loved. There's a difference." Kamari's been raised by the streets, molded by four overprotective gangsta brothers, and hardened by a life where loyalty means survival. After her mama's death, she's just tryna breathe-but Trey, her oldest brother, swears he gotta play daddy now. That's until one argument sends her storming out the house... and straight into Brandon. Brandon's quiet, dark-skinned, and nothing like the boys Kamari knows. He minds his business, hoops like his life depends on it, and lives with a strict father who thinks feelings make you weak. But the second he locks eyes with Kamari-everything changes. They're from two different worlds, but the streets don't care about love stories. Now it's Tink & Donk vs. everybody. Her brothers want him gone. His past won't stay buried. And when love starts feeling like war- will they fight for each other, or fold under the pressure?

She was only 8 years old. 8 years old and she saw her mother get killed by a drive by. From that day poor Nova has been traumatized and has been to foster home to foster home. At the age of 12, Nova has anger and trust issues, never letting anyone into her life, and wanting to be alone. What Nova didn't know is that she wasn't alone. She had not one, not two, but SEVEN half-brothers . It came to a shock to Nova to know she had brothers this whole time and is just now hearing about it after her 9th foster father is found dead and killed. She has no choice now to go to California and live with her seven brothers. They are not very fond of the idea of her living with them, but they are just following orders from 'someone'. Nova is still not going to let her guard down with her new so called ' family'. The longer she stays with them she notices things that are ......strange. ( images are not mine, mostly from Pinterest and google)

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In these streets you either thought 2 steps ahead or got left behind in a body bag. Love was filled with nothing but false hopes and dreams. I could never have that. I could never let myself experience that. It's a rough world we live in, filled with hunger and survival. I am willing to survive, no matter the cost, no matter the outcome. Next in line to run the streets, Chance.. A cold lethal killer who made the world bleed, who didn't believe in love.. That's until he met her. But The Streets claimed him first.

Janelle isn't searching for love-she's searching for survival. Growing up between Miami grit and New York ambition, she knows the rules of the game: never trust too easily, never get too comfortable, and never let your guard down for a man. But then there's Malik. Dangerous, magnetic, and carved straight out of every bad decision a girl swears she'll never make twice. One night is all it takes-one dinner, one kiss, one glance that lingers too long-for her carefully built walls to start crumbling. And Malik? He's hooked from the moment she walks into his world, leaving him restless, addicted, and craving more. As their worlds collide-his empire built on shadows, hers balanced between loyalty and survival-Nelle is pulled deeper into a love she doesn't know if she can trust. Between late-night texts, roses at her door, and secrets she refuses to force him to confess, a spark ignites into something dangerous... something consuming. But in a city where every glance could be a warning and every touch could cost everything, can passion survive the truth? Or will desire become the most dangerous trap of all? A story of heat, hustle, and heartbreak-where the line between power and vulnerability blurs, and love feels as intoxicating as the city itself.

Both of them were just looking for sex until feelings got involved, secrets unfolded, and unconditional love was thrown into their whirlwind of violence, trust issues, and revenge. No matter the circumstances, the two were drawn together like magnets; the attraction between them was undeniable. There's just two problems: he has a fiancé and she's the type to hit it and quit it. Dallas Jacobs goes through hell and back to keep Milani Ross in his life. Every time, shit gets sweet there's always someone lurking in the shadows, waiting to get their revenge. His friendships and relationships are put to the test when he's threatened by having his deepest, darkest secrets exposed. Just when he has it all, he loses it within the blink of an eye. He quickly learns a valuable life lesson: "An eye for an eye mentality doesn't solve anything. It just makes the whole world blind." **** -Urban Romance❤️ -18+ DISCLAIMER: The images used in this book are not mine. They are used for the sole purpose of portraying characters and will not be used by me, outside of wattpad. The information in this book is fictional and is not affiliated with any of the face claims in this book. In other words, the information is about the fictional characters in the book, NOT about the face claims that are portraying the characters.