"nah I just like yo accent mans" "is this how they be flirting in the America" "fuck up"

Warning 18+ Recommended- Very Mature Not for sensitive readers SMUT - Dominant/Submissive Book Thee of series Prism Red: ●Dominant Type: Soft, Corrective & Cognitive • Calm & patient • Gentle yet firm • Guides & improves rather than punishes • Notices mistakes and inefficiencies • Uses intelligence & understanding • Likes submissive to use their mind, think and explain themselves ●Stalker Type: Hunter, Observer & Fixation • Patient & Strategic • Plays the long game • Studies before making contact • Fixation starts as curiosity until it becomes fascination • Obsession • Collects information: Routines, habits & behaviour. • Watches before acting Eli: ●Submissive Type: Soft, Cognitive & Responsive • Master kink • Devoted • Hopeless Romantic • Affectionate • Enjoys feeling cared for • Values reassurance • Emotionally open • Thrives under guidance • Doesn't seek out conflict or attention • Enjoys Calm leadership so he can surrender control • Unknowingly enjoys being prey

Ryo harris was an anomaly. One person without a define word. His life was chaotic and indescribable. Every turn he took, he found his self falling deeper and deeper into the abyss. Orchestrating his mind as a whole, leaving him fighting to reach the surface of the beginning. Sex was a start to resurfacing. A lot of it was the key to stay afloat. His professor, taunting and signaling him out in a room filled to the brim with students was the demise. Leaving him gasping for air - sinking, with nothing to fall back on but the teaching's of the person who caused his very end. With nothing left to catch him, he had nothing to lose. In just two words, a footing came to view. Catching him before he fell endlessly. "Teach me." And he was, both taught and caught that is. The very start to what would be the live-hood of ryo's life. He wasn't sinking. He wasn't gasping for air. He wasn't at the surface anymore. He was perched on land. Naked. Tied up. Gagged, and free. Finally out the abyss and into the hands of a whole new world.

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Shannon Cole has always survived by noticing what others miss. Numbers stick. Faces linger. Conversations don't fade. In the hood, that kind of mind doesn't stay unnoticed-it gets used. Shannon has become a quiet resource, passed between crews whenever something needs remembering, calculating, or confirming. He tells himself it's temporary. Just helping. Just staying afloat. Until everyone wants him. As gangs begin circling closer, access to Shannon turns into competition-and then into risk. Because when too many people want what you know, someone eventually decides you're too valuable to share. Tiger Laurent doesn't compete. He decides. Tiger runs things with calm precision, and when he claims Shannon, it isn't curiosity-it's control. Pulled out of circulation and placed under Tiger's watch, Shannon finds himself safer than he's ever been-and more trapped than he imagined possible. Protection blurs into possession. Use starts to feel permanent. And the more indispensable Shannon becomes, the harder it is to tell whether he's being kept alive... or quietly erased.

Cause you give me something familiar 🖤 • "Look, I ain't mean to wake you up. I was just getting my shit and leaving," he said, quickly reaching down to grab his shirt from off of the ground near a fallen lamp. I guess that was what caused the crash earlier. "We don't even have to talk about it, for real," he rushed out. "So, you was just gon' fuck and dip?" My words stopped him in his tracks. "Without sayin' nothin'?" I was lowkey hurt at the realization that he was tryna sneak out of my spot after what we did. "Kofi...we fucked," he whispered the last part guiltily, as if he was afraid to say it out loud. "You're straight. I-" "Obviously, not anymore...after the way I had you screaming last night." . *Spin-off from Waves

𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡: 𝒓𝒆𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒍 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒉𝒚𝒔𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒐𝒄𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒂 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒗𝒂𝒓𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐁𝐱𝐁

❝ 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵, 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭 . ❞ started : april 20, 2026 ended : _____ ' 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐔𝐕 ' prequel.

Elijah has always known who he is. Loved by two fathers, protected, visible, and fearless enough to fight anyone who questions it. Tre, his best friend, has always known too, except his love for Elijah lives in silence, tangled with gang loyalty and a life Elijah was never meant to touch. Then Ty'quan appears. Identical in face but forged by abandonment and survival, Ty'quan is the brother Elijah never knew existed and the proof that one different choice can split a life in two. When Ty'quan is mistaken for Elijah and kidnapped, the mistake ignites a chain of violence that pulls both brothers deeper into the streets. Tonic, a dangerous gang leader, does not just want Ty'quan dead. He wants him close. As obsession tightens and love fractures, Elijah and Tre are forced to confront what their bond really costs, while Ty'quan must decide whether family can save him or if the darkness that recognizes him is the only place he truly belongs. Because sometimes love protects you. And sometimes it is the reason everything burns.