Everybody expected Jalen Carter to crash out after prison. Instead, he came home trying to be a father. Trying to stay free. Trying to move differently. Trying not to lose himself again. But Amir Johnson makes that shit difficult. His best friend has been attached to his side since they were kids, still loud, still reckless, still the only person who can get under Jalen's skin without trying. And the closer they get, the harder it becomes to ignore the tension building between them. Now with his baby mama wanting their family back, old street problems resurfacing, and feelings neither of them knows how to handle... everything they built together could either save them- or destroy them..

Deno is unapologetic about how much he loves Tripp. His feelings are loud, obsessive, and impossible to miss, pushing him to extremes just to make Tripp understand that what he feels is real. Tripp refuses to face it. He dismisses Deno's devotion as too much, too intense, convincing himself that whatever exists between them doesn't mean anything at all. When Deno's presence begins to feel distant, something quietly changes. The shift forces Tripp to sit with emotions he's long ignored, revealing that denial can only last so long before the truth demands to be seen.

Best friends...to lovers...maybe? A gangster love story

This book isn't for yall vanilla "freaks" consider this your warning. What follows is a bold collection of erotic one-shots. NO homophobia, NO kink shaming . AI was used as an editing and writing assistant.

Querencia: a place where you feel most at home, where your soul feels safe 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐁𝐱𝐁

"Let me get yo' number." I said and he looked back at me with surprise. "Why? You gay?" He asked and I laughed. "Nigga, you my new studio person. I want to stay in contact," I explained and he nodded. "Oh. Cause I could've sworn you were flirtin' wit' me." He muttered and I grinned. "Don't take it to heart, I jus' be bored," I said and he typed in his number. "Well, don't joke wit' me cause I'm really like that." We made eye contact again and a smirk gifted my lips. "Mm," I licked my lips and he bit his. "Bye Tariq. I'll save your number as asshole." He went back to his computer. "And I'll save yours as big ass," he laughed. "See, you provin' my point. Bye." He waved good-bye at me. Asshole: Goodnight ____ It's a lil lame ik buttt Read to find out more !😝😙 Trigger warnings inside the book

Besties to lovers "I know it's scary but let's figure this out.. for us"

"Explain to me why this not right baby, please." "Nyzir I'm not suppose to feel this way about you."

Zacari Smith is loud, reckless, and magnetic - the type who knows exactly how to get under your skin and smile while doing it. Ky'Aire Brown is the complete opposite - quiet, sharp-tongued, and always ten steps ahead of his emotions. They weren't friends. They weren't anything... until one day turned into something more. Neither of them is looking for love especially not with each other. But the pull between them is undeniable. What starts as tension builds into something they can't explain, and definitely can't escape. As secrets surface and tempers flare, Zacari and Kyaire are forced to confront the truth: sometimes the person you least expect is the one who sees you the clearest. Set in a world of messy friendships, hidden feelings, and chaotic senior year moments,Nepenthe is a raw, slow-burn story about falling hard, fighting it harder, and what happens when love refuses to play by the rules.

Kairo keep his heart locked up and his circle small. Ain't nobody ever broke through and he likes it that way. Then Zaire show up. " I don't like niggas" "Let me change that" "You lied to my fucking face " "Fuck baby I'm sorry please "