"Daddy was a dope dealer, mama was a dope dealer , daddy fell off then mama started smoking dope while she was pregnant with me maybe that's why I'm such a dope nigga" Life ain't never been that good for Sincere growing up a dope boy without guidance he never envisioned hisself leaving the hood. The hood was all he knew. Santana was the same way. He ain't never had nobody. No family, no friends he was a young nigga with a secret doing whatever he had to do to eat. When they cross paths can they help eachother overcome their situations?

On The Low: Cyrus, a sheltered boy, meets tough Derick after a party, igniting a dangerous, life-changing attraction between them.

Trey been grindin' since he was a kid. At 23, he tryna leave that street life alone, workin' at a car shop and keepin' his circle small. He don't trust easy, don't talk much, and damn sure don't got time for drama. Zay, 21, is the type to say whatever on his mind. He loud, got a bad attitude, and stay outside-hustlin', fightin', and talkin' shit. He known in the neighborhood for runnin' his mouth and gettin' into trouble.

𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐢'𝐦 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧

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."

ᴛʏ ɪs ᴀ ʜᴀɪʀsᴛʏʟɪsᴛ. ᴍᴀʟɪᴋ ɪs ᴀ ᴛᴀᴛᴛᴏᴏ ᴀʀᴛɪsᴛ. ✩｡:•.───── ❁ - ❁ ─────.•:｡✩

Philophobia fear of emotional attachment; fear of being in, or falling in love. This is lowkey a toxic book😫.

Just a Story about a thug who falls in love. Read More to find out..

Story about two thugs who fall in love

"That nigga the 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥."