"I would die for her. I would kill for her. I would bleed to death for her if she told me to. I would bleed red. I would bleed any color she wanted me to for her."

When Two Opposites Attract

"You don't know what you do to me," he murmured against my skin. "You really don't." - Honesty, a Black girl with a sharp tongue and a bad attitude. lives in Brick City, a row of red-brick apartments know for gangbangers and old grandmothers who yearn for a better place to live. She works nights at a corner store, saving every dollar to get her little brother out of the environment before he becomes part of it. She doesn't have time for love, drama, or distractions. Then Cesar, a quiet white boy with a raspy voice and sweet way with words, moves into the building next door. Who is just trying to make a living off his mechanic job. What happens when these two cross paths and fall in love? Read to find out

Haven Miller was in love with Jung Hoseok. Or more specifically, his writing. He was a famous author of erotic poems, novels and short stories. All of which displaying sexual behaviors between both he and an whomever just so happened to be reading at the time. It was a known factor that he was her favorite of all time, and his work always threw her in for a loop. But what she didn't expect was to get involved with the Jung Hoseok himself, and experience another side of him that nobody else has ever seen or read of before. A darker side of him. The real him.

Originally - you need me Synopsis "Why should I do this for you? What's in it for me?" I cross my arms, frustrated that I have to interact with Xander. "Because whether you like it or not, you need me," he says, stepping closer. I instinctively step back. "For one, Bianca and her minions will leave you alone." I back up until I hit the wall, and Xander places his hand beside my head. "And two, you know that since you moved next door, our moms have been wanting us to be together." Damn, he's right. Bianca has been more bothersome, now that we are seniors, I know she plans to make this school year a living hell. I look down at the floor, deep in thought. Xander lifts my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze. His green eyes are flecked with gold and brown. "Fine, but we need to talk about conditions first." He takes a step back, but his face remains close to mine. "That's fine with me," Xander lifts his hand for me to shake. "So, do we have a deal?" I just fucked up the rest of my high school experience, didn't I. (More detailed description inside)

He's the shy one. She's the quiet one. A late night grocery run turns into a awkward moment. And a stare that says, "Relax. I got you."

After getting in trouble for the millionth time, Landon's mother makes the decision to ship him off to Montana to stay with his father for the summer. The thought of spending those long, sweltering days in the middle of nowhere, far from the comforts of city life-complete with relentless heat, annoying bugs, and the occasional wild animal-was far from what Landon had envisioned for his summer break. But as fate would have it, he wasn't prepared for what lay ahead, especially not for meeting Clementine. As Landon steps out of the dinner, he notices a group of boys. And one of them hops off the truck's hood, his mischievous smile lighting up a face. "Looky here, we got us a city boy," he mocks, sizing Landon up with a scrutinizing gaze. Landon feels the defiance sparking within him. "A city boy that can whoop your ass," he retorts, his voice stead. He squares his shoulders. "Guys, leave him alone," a voice cuts through the tension as a dark-skinned beauty jumps out of the truck, her presence commanding the group's attention. Landon's gaze drifts toward her, and he can't help but take her in fully from her slicked-back curly hair to her dusty boots that tell stories of their own. There's a fierce spark in her eyes, as if she can see right through him-confronting any lingering uncertainty he has about being here. He watches her engage with the boys, still keeping an eye on the one that spoke. Suddenly, the summer landscape doesn't feel so indifferent, and the oppressive heat seems a little less daunting. Maybe this summer won't be so bad after all.

A single mother of a newborn moves in next door to an exhausted surgeon cover idea by @nonamefetus

Solange Vale dances for a living-stripping at night to pay suffocating student loans and her father's medical bills. It's not glamorous, but it's hers. Then one night, a stranger shows up in the club-a cold, unreadable, and surprisingly intrigued one. She never expects to see him again. Until he shows up outside her college classroom-no longer a stranger, but her equal. What begins as tension ultimately comes apart and turns out to be something significant, forcing Solange to confront all that she had thought about love, survival, and herself. 🥇 in #dark #5 in Book #7 in BWAM #6 in Curvy