𝙀𝙘𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙨𝙮 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦 𝘦𝘹𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴. 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐛𝐱𝐛

Animo Bloom - To bloom from within I see you I will always see you even in the darkest places , you are my light that helps me see.

Kion, a hardened gang member, and AJ, a new recruit, find their relationship evolving from simple camaraderie to something deeper. As they navigate their complicated lives, they begin to confront emotions they never expected.

Kameron Carter was never meant for the streets-but the streets got a hold on his heart. With money, status, and a life most teens would kill for, Kam should've felt untouchable. But late nights, whispered secrets, and a boy with a gun and too many enemies changed everything. Now Kam's caught between two worlds-one that raised him, and one that wants to destroy him. As love resurfaces and blood is shed, Kam finds himself at the center of a war he never asked to fight. Friends are turning into suspects. Lovers are holding back truths. And survival might come with a price Kam's not ready to pay. In the city, love don't come soft-and falling for a thug might just be the most dangerous thing Kam's ever done. (**editing**)

In a city that never slows down, respect is earned, not given. Two studs both used to being in control, both used to getting what they want keep crossing paths in all the wrong (or right) places. What starts as tension, ego, and side-eyes slowly turns into something neither of them planned for. Late nights, loud parties, smoke-filled rooms, and feelings they don't know how to handle... every oneshot dives into a different moment of their story before, during, and after they fall.

SXS (studxstud) • they only see each other at family reunions, cookouts, or trips back home. every year, they're a little older, a little braver. • • • • • - MATURE AUDIENCE -DRUG USE -SEX -STRONG LANGUAGE -VIOLENCE - WEAPONS

This book contains sexual content if you don't like that then click off of my page and this book, but this will have scissoring, strap-on intersex and more 

StudxNolabel - Zamari is a high school senior known for her knack for sabotaging her relationships. With a fear of commitment, she finds herself perpetually stuck in a cycle of uncertainty-always half in, half out. On the other hand, there's Jordan, also a senior but with a completely different approach to love. Bold and fearless, she's been harboring feelings for Zamari since their sophomore year. When the two finally got together, Jordan poured her heart and soul into the relationship, giving it her all. Will Zamari finally take a leap of faith and embrace the love that Jordan offers, or will she retreat once again, pushing her away just when it matters most?

Two studs from rival sides of the city never planned on falling for each other. Khaori is reckless, feared, and known for handling problems with her fists before words. Nyla is colder, smarter, and tied deep into street business she can't escape. What starts as sneaky link-ups, late-night rides, and tension-filled arguments turns into obsession, jealousy, loyalty, and violence. The streets talk too much, exes want revenge, and both girls got tempers that destroy everything they touch. Love in their world isn't soft. It's screaming matches in parking lots, busted lips after fights, guns tucked under car seats, and still choosing each other at the end of the night. But toxic love always comes with a price.

Kameron Zion Lewis thought transferring schools was supposed to be a fresh start. New campus. New faces. No drama. Yeah... that shit lasted all of five minutes. The second she crosses paths with Malachi "Mal" Brooks-Williams, everything goes left. Mal is the loudest stud in the damn school, always got a blunt tucked somewhere, a drink in her hand after school, and enough confidence to make anybody sick. She swears everybody wants her, talks the most shit, and always has the last damn word. Kameron can't stand her cocky ass. Mal thinks Kameron's attitude is funny as hell. Every hallway turns into an argument. Every class becomes a competition. Their friends are tired of breaking up almost-fights. Teachers already know their names for all the wrong reasons. They talk shit. They bump shoulders on purpose. They dare each other. They push every damn button they can find. But somewhere between all the arguing, smart-ass comments, jealousy they refuse to admit, and late-night run-ins, that hate starts looking a little too much like something else. Now they're stuck wondering how the fuck you go from wanting to swing on somebody... to wanting to kiss them or fuck them. Sometimes the person you hate the most is the same person you can't stay the hell away from.