She was never supposed to end up here. Born and raised in Atlanta, she was used to quiet luxury-polished manners, perfect appearances, and a life where everything had its place. Including her. Until it didn't. When her father loses everything, she's forced to leave behind the only world she's ever known and move to Memphis, Tennessee-into a house that feels too small, too loud, and nothing like home. At her new school, nobody cares about who she used to be. Her accent, her attitude, the way she carries herself-it all makes her stand out. And not in the way she's used to. They call her stuck up. She calls them unbearable. But the more she tries to hold on to the girl she used to be, the more everything starts slipping through her fingers. Especially when she meets him. He doesn't care about her past. Doesn't care about her attitude. And definitely doesn't care about her rules. In a place where she doesn't belong, surrounded by people who refuse to let her hide behind perfection... she's forced to face the one thing she's been avoiding. Maybe she's not just out of place. Maybe she's been misplaced all along.

"𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭." 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐄 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆: 𝐒𝐙𝐀 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐒 𝐅𝐓. 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐓𝐓. 𝐒: 𝐃𝐞𝐜. 𝟓 𝐅: 𝐌𝐚𝐫. 𝟑 (Originally named "Loyalty and Love in the Trenches") -#1 in blackpeople

Definitely wouldnt read, buttttttt .... Together they navigate through the treacherous shadows of love. -Liloandrice

𝐢 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐢 𝐦𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮.

In these streets you either thought 2 steps ahead or got left behind in a body bag. Love was filled with nothing but false hopes and dreams. I could never have that. I could never let myself experience that. It's a rough world we live in, filled with hunger and survival. I am willing to survive, no matter the cost, no matter the outcome. Next in line to run the streets, Chance.. A cold lethal killer who made the world bleed, who didn't believe in love.. That's until he met her. But The Streets claimed him first.

man, it's true, exes change - 𝐛𝐫𝐲𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫

"𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥..." Poet was used to being the second choice. Actually, she was used to not being chosen at all. The girl blended into the background easily, it had always been that way. Sometimes, passion wasn't enough to put you in the spotlight and she was okay with that. Riot had always carried the weight of his mother's ways on his shoulders. He was the oldest son. The protector. The rock. He never would have thought these things to push him closer than ever to his soulmate. Not when he wasn't even sure what he wanted his own love story to look like. Their love was never expected to be but maybe it was supposed to happen that way. 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟏 𝐎𝐅 '𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐄' 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒

With returning home after years away from the death of her grandmother on her birthday. Violet must face her old best friend, Kwame who she despised with her whole gut. Though when staying here in the place she didn't want to come back to, she begins to have dreams of her past about the actual truth on what happened on April 17th.

"What's it gonna take for you to know you're the only one that I want around? What's it gonna take for you to know you're the only one to hold me down? Girl, you don't know, that I know you should know Cause you don't know, you don't know, you don't know" A Bestfriend love story.

He don't talk much. He don't smile either. But when Dre "Ghost" Carter sees Jade for the first time, words ain't even necessary - the look in his eyes says it all: she's his. Dre runs the streets in silence - no noise, no witnesses, no mercy. The kind of man people whisper about but never dare to cross. Jade? She's not from that world. She's quiet, funny, the type who minds her business and stays out the way. Until her best friend drags her to a party that changes everything. One stare across that smoky room, and the most dangerous man in the city decides she belongs to him. Jade swears she's not the "ride or die" type... but Dre's pull feels different. Possessive. Addictive. The kind of love that burns slow - and might just destroy them both. Because in his world, silence can kill... and love can too.