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Taniya Parker is gifted, young, and beautiful, but she's also incredibly independent and can come off a little hardcore sometimes. She graduated high school at the age of fifteen and attended the HBCU, Hampton University the following year. Now, starting her residency at Berry-View Hospital, she meets her longtime academic Rival, Christian Young. Christian Young is the male version of her, except a more conceited and arrogant version. Just as she graduated high school at the age of fifteen so did he, It was uncanny really. They'd met in college when his school, Virginia State, visited a local Medical fair. The fair was an opportunity for all Pre-Med students to learn from actual doctors who worked in the field. That was when Taniya accidentally bumped into Christian after staring at her notes and walking at the same time. "Oh, I'm sorry." She said, clearly distracted. "You good, just watch your step next time princess." He gave her a smug smile, then she just rolled her eyes and walked away. Little did she know, that's where it would all begin.

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Lanae and Ahmad are miles apart, but their love refuses to fade. From late night calls to the fiery reunions they crave, their long distance romance is filled with passion, laughter, and the kind of intimate moments that make the wait worth it.

Esme Presley always despised her clumsiness, it was inconvenient and an embarrassing trait to have as an adult. Little did she know her burden may have been a blessing in disguise... bwbm urbanromance agegap

"And, yeah, my type, I like 'em brown Just like my drink, the fuck you think?" soraya was a pretty girl trying to figure out her life and raise her siblings, moving them to a new state was a big step. ricardo ran the city, and there's only 2 things he never played about. 1. his money 2. la familia but as soon as he saw her, he knew there'd be one more thing. #1 in hispanicman #4 in blacklead #2 in hmbw #3 in hispanic #1 in interraciallovestory

xolani and two have been each other's person since they were kids running around third ward and trading inside jokes nobody else got. over a decade of history between them: sleepovers, middle of the night phone calls, the kind of comfort within each other that made everything else feel like silly noise. they know each other in that deep, embarrassing way: each other's nervous habits, the laughs that don't come out right, the silences that don't need filling. it was never supposed to be more than that. but somewhere between growing up and growing into themselves, the lines started blurring. xo starts noticing things she has no business noticing; the way he looks at her when she's not paying attention, the way his hand always finds her without thinking, but she buries it. they've got something too good to gamble with, and she knows it. what she doesn't know is that two's been fighting the same feelings too. longer than she has, way quieter than she'd ever expect from him. he's been loving her in the margins for years. carefully, willfully, without ever letting it show. until one night it just... slips out. i've loved you in quiet ways for so long... i'on know how to be anything else when you around, xo. and now it's out there. sitting between them, too big to ignore and too damn real to take back. they've survived everything together: loss, distance, the messy in between years of figuring out who they were as they grew up. but this? this is the one thing that could actually change everything. the question isn't whether they love each other-they're both well aware of the answer to that. whether they're brave enough to stop pretending they don't, though, is up to nobody but them.

"Solè, why'd you stay?" "Because, Zaire... you the first thing that ever felt worth staying for." ❀ 🝳 ❀ Harlem held the noise. Solè 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. Solè Sinclair, soft but unbreakable, raised by her father after loss. By day, she serves warmth behind the counter of a café. 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. ❀ 🝳 ❀

"𝘕𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘕𝘪𝘯𝘦, 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨... ...𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨, ...𝘴𝘰, 𝘐'𝘮 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘳." BWWM Where two different people meet, and subsequently...fall in love. @n0tte_n3ra for the cover! No age requirement!!!

"Baby you on my mind Long as we spending time, girl 'cause (I gotta be next to you) Baby you on my mind Long as we spending time, girl 'cause (I gotta be next to you)"