A collection of endless plots, never ending stories and untamed imagination. Enjoy! *Mature audiences only*

Black BxB Love Story 🖤 Time move, people change, new names come in the picture...but some connections don't fade, they just wait for the right silence to speak up again. A year later, two souls that tried to move on find themselves back in the same city, same air, same pull they tried to outgrow. What happens when memories hit harder than the present? When the past don't knock, it just walks right back in? Love, loyalty, and loss collide in this raw, emotional sequel about two men who still learning that moving on don't always mean moving forward.... because sometimes... sometimes you still ridin' even when the road feel like its gone.

After twelve years behind bars, Iman has learned to feel nothing. With only six months left on his sentence, the last thing he expects is a new cell mate who forces him to confront everything he buried for so long.

"I'm gon' always look out cause you was there fa me when shit mattered the most." -Cartier

It began with a kiss. It was a New Year's Eve kiss that he wouldn't forget any time soon. - Bram doesn't like a lot of things. He doesn't like the fact that his boss is always calling him topside to switch on his computer. He doesn't like the way his boss stares at him. Bram doesn't like letting his little self go. He doesn't like being little. Xander Lupo has a lot of things. He has the respect, he has enough money to rule, buy and make his own country. He might be the head of the Lupo mafia family, he might be involved in drugs, guns and a lot of other things. He might have a lot. But he doesn't have a little. It takes a gun to his head, being at the wrong place and some stuffies to change his mind.

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.

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

Sajani always felt like he was the weird one out well he knew he was the odd one. I mean he was intersex after all #4 bxb #57 interracial #1 intersex #7 gay Top four in U.S.

bxb oneshots. created december 2nd, 2025.

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.