***THIS CONTENT CONTAINS MATURE SCENES IN IT, ALONG WITH VIOLENCE ***** Asia Carter is 18 and a senior in High School. Asia loves to sing and dance. Although she's captain of the dance team, nobody knows about her great voice. Asia has many friends and many enemies. The only thing she doesn't have is a boyfriend. Her past relationships were... annoying, drama filling, and heartbreaking, therefore, she decided that she was going to work on her self before she falls for another soul. She planned on achieving goals no one in her family ever achieved. She planned on getting out of the hood and having a struggle free life. She wanted to make something out of her life, which wasn't working at Walmart for the rest of her life. One day, things came about that made her begin to think she never will. Will Asia have the life she dreamed of ? Or will she end up in the same struggle she had always endured? Read to find out about the challenges that occurs on Asia's journey to happiness. **this story is completed and there will be a book 2 to this story***

Kimberly sit pon di veranda, di night air cool and calm. Di stars dem a shine bright, and di moon cast a soft glow pon everything. Dante walk up to her slowly, di sound of him footsteps quiet as him approach. Him look at her, smile soft, and say, "Kim, yuh beautiful tonight." Kimberly raise up her head, look at him with a soft smile. "Yuh always know how fi mek mi feel special," she reply, voice gentle. Dante kneel down beside her, his hand reaching out to hold hers. "Mi nuh tek yuh for granted, Kim. Every moment mi spend wid yuh blessing," him whisper, his thumb gently brushing across her hand. "Mi waan yuh fi know seh mi care fi yuh deeply." Kimberly heart skip a beat, feeling di warmth of his words. She squeeze his hand back, her voice barely above a whisper. "Mi care fi yuh too, Dante. It feels good fi know someone understand mi like dis." Him lean in closer, their faces inches apart. Di night air shift, and di only sound is di beat of their hearts. "Yuh ready fi mek more memories with mi?" Dante ask, his eyes searching hers. "Mi always ready, Dante," Kimberly respond, voice steady, but her heart racing. In dat moment, time seem fi slow down as he lean in and kiss her softly, di kiss full of love and warmth. It wasn't just a kiss, but a promise - a promise of more moments together, of growing closer and finding peace in each other's arms.

Zurianne never imagined that saving her mother's life would cost her own freedom. Forced into an arranged marriage with Christopher Whyte the infamous Jamaican Don feared by many,she braces herself for a life of cold stares and ruthless commands. But when she meets him on their wedding day, he isn't the monster she expected. His eyes hold secrets, his touch isn't cruel, and for a moment, she wonders if the rumors were wrong. But Christopher is not a man to be deceived. Beneath his tailored suits and calm demeanor lies a heart as cold as steel. He knows exactly why Zurianne is here his wealth, his power, his connections. Love is out of the question, and trust? Impossible. She may wear his ring, but she'll never have his heart. In a world where loyalty is everything and betrayal is a death sentence, Zurianne must decide: play the game or risk losing everything, including the man she swore she would never love.

"wah mek me one suh salt? how mi reach yah suh? kelesi weh yah do yah suh... how mi drop mi guard and fall in love wid a murderer?" come along with kelesi to experience with her how one boy changed her life completely. This is a Jamaican novel about a girl who fell in love with a killer risking everything she had. This is the beginning of a *Soul ties*.

PUBLISHED : 25Jul2025 Urban Fantasy Romance (18+), LGBTQ+, Magical Realism Hood, sensual, raw, emotional, mystical New Orleans (7th Ward, Treme, Bywater, Frenchmen Street, Bayous) Queer Black love, ancestral magic, street loyalty, self-discovery, hood justice, and sexy chaos

"Kiss?" I asked as I grabbed her neck pecking her lips multiple times before taking her bottom lip into my mouth lightly biting down. Her hands gripped my waist before slipping my top off leaving me in only my panties. "Stand up and turn around," she demanded placing my hands on the desk and lifting my ass in the air only to place light kisses down my spine, then deliver a heavy slap to my ass. "Novaaaa," I whined as she trailed kisses to the back of my thighs and anywhere and everywhere she could. I felt her blow on my pussy before sending slow kisses to clit as I arched my back. "Fuckinggggg hell." I moaned while gripping the edge of the table. The tip of her tongue slid from my opening to my clit circling her tongue around it then flicking it. She used both her hands to spread my ass cheeks to get a better angle. "Ohhh myyyy Godddd" I moaned dropping my head on the desk. She took her middle finger sliding it inside of me while sucking my clit. I felt my insides warming up causing my muscles to tense up. "Fuck brooo" I belt out as she ate me from the back.

ROOM 409 A messy, obsessive, sapphic college drama at NCAT.

𝐰𝐥𝐰 • 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐱𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝 • 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐱 --- When two ex-best friends are reunited, an obvious attraction has grown. For them to love each other would be wrong though...right? After all, they are opps by association. Maybe keeping their love hidden from their brothers who are beefing, will allow them to be together. Or maybe it will ruin everything, ending in chaos and causing hell. • • • 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐈𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞... - Mature/Strong Language - Mature Content (18+ Recommended) - Sex/Smut (Detailed) - Substances (Alcohol, drugs, etc) - Violence (Including weapons) - Other Possible Triggering Content REACHED: ----- #𝟏 in 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐱𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝 #𝟏 in 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐛𝐢𝐚𝐧 #𝟐𝟖 in 𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲