"You're crazy" "Yea, about you" Follow the journey of Mire and Craze.

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

Treyvon and Kaymari have been best friends since they were kids, while they are grown now and still bestfriends they start doing things that so called bestfriends shouldn't be doing together what happens when feelings get involved ?

﹡ ﹡ ﹡ When the weed wears off and the room goes still, it's his name that echoes. His weight against your shoulder. His hand on your chest. And suddenly the line between comfort and something else starts to blur. ﹡ ﹡ ﹡

I always felt like I was carrying something on my back-bills, family, expectations that weighed more than my own body. Being a first-gen student wasn't a dream, it was a debt and graduate school was currently kicking my ass. I kept my head down, locs falling in my face as I scribbled notes, just trying to stay invisible. But when Professor Kyrie Knight leaned against my desk, his eyes steady on mine, I felt seen in a way that scared me. My name's Cameron Cross, and maybe I was meant to carry this weight-but for the first time, I wondered if I had to carry it alone.

I'm catching feelings? for a nigga?? Ain't no way man. Somebody help me.

Braylon thought a new apartment meant a fresh start. Instead, he ran into Dakota-his neighbor with a smart mouth, a stare that cuts, and a way of getting under his skin. One complex. Two tenants. Too much tension.

"i gotchu forever kane...i swear youn gotta worry about nun wit me." "i believe you." "you better nigga i ain't been chasing you my whole life for nun." black bxb

Cee Ayers doesn't let people in-he's got walls built from years of learning that trust is dangerous. Zeph Carter doesn't need an invitation-he sees through the silence, through the sarcasm, and meets Cee exactly where he is. What starts as an easy friendship shifts into something heavier, something neither of them expected. But love-real love-means letting yourself be seen, even when it's terrifying. Sample Scene: Cee was sprawled on Zeph's bed, noise-canceling headphones on, iPad in hand, locked into his game. He barely noticed when the mattress dipped, barely reacted when Zeph's warmth pressed against him. Then Zeph slid on top of him. Cee exhaled through his nose, adjusting his grip on the iPad, ignoring the weight pressing him into the mattress. A slow, deliberate kiss landed on his neck. Then another. Cee tapped his screen. "Move." Zeph didn't. Instead, he bit down gently, then soothed the spot with his tongue. Cee tensed. "Zeph." Zeph hummed against his skin, pressing more kisses, dragging his lips up the side of Cee's throat. His hands settled on Cee's ribs, thumbs rubbing slow circles. Cee's fingers twitched around the iPad. He tried to focus. He really did. Then Zeph bit again, harder this time. Cee sighed, dropping the iPad onto his chest and yanking off the headphones. "You deadass?" Zeph grinned against his skin. "Been deadass." Cee huffed, tilting his head to the side in surrender. "You so fuckin' annoying." Zeph just chuckled, lips finding Cee's jaw. "Yeah, but you love me though."

A gritty urban romance tracking a barber's unexpected connection with a tough single dad, revealing vulnerability through haircuts, family, and unspoken desires.