"𝐢'𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲"

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.

Drama. Secrets. Passion. Zay isn't just a story... he's an experience. When Zay walks into a room, hearts race, secrets unravel, and the past refuses to stay buried. Torn between loyalty and desire, love and survival, he's about to discover that some rules are meant to be broken-and some hearts are impossible to resist.

"Me or him?"

Hearing about your homie-your lover, being killed is a sad situation. Spending your time grieving over them only makes you want justice. Who knew the dead would come back and handle some unfinished business and hold secrets that weren't meant to be shared.

Kai refuses to let him disappear. He finds him, sits beside him, and says: "You don't scare me. You just... act like you don't deserve good things."

/ˌserənˈdipədē/ (n.) To find something good without looking for it "they annoying," I said quietly. He leaned on the counter beside me, close enough I could feel his shoulder. "yeah," he murmured, eyes soft. "but I'm only here for you anyway."

Not everyone on earth is perfect. Disorders come in any shape or form. People amongst you could be suffering in silence, and you wouldn't even know...