In a world where loyalty and danger collide, two hearts find each other when they shouldn't. Torn between duty and desire, they risk everything for a love that could destroy them both. wlw-sxs Alot happens in this book that i could make a whole chapter about triggers, but im not. that being said if you don't like it, don't read it. Completed 10/17/25 #1 s4s #20 violence #48 studxstud

Studxstud

"Come on,You're drunk" I said while trying to take her up off the floor. "You can stay at my place for no-" I was cut by her kissing me. I smiled and deepen the kiss. "You cannot wait?" I laughed after breaking the kiss. "Нет... я не могу ждать... ты мне чертовски нужна прямо сейчас!" (no...I can't wait...I fucking need you now!" "Fuck It."

Stud X Stud 💋 . Every night , a shadow stands in the corner of Mir's room . It never moves . Never speaks . Just watches . Shadow very dark to be seen fully . She tells herself it's nothing , her mind playing tricks when the lights go out . But the presence never leaves . The air grows heavy . The silence feels watched . No matter how many times she rearranges her room , the shadow always returns . Until one night ... it steps forward . What Mir sees isn't a monster , but a beautiful intersex masculine woman , too real to be a dream , too impossible to be alive . Bound to the room and stuck between worlds , the ghost has been watching over her for reasons even she doesn't understand . As fear turns into familiarity, and familiarity into something deeper , the line between the living and the dead begins to blur . Because being seen at your most vulnerable makes attachment dangerous . And some shadows don't leave at sunrise . MUST READ .

"I found yo love when I really needed it." "So did I." #1 in URBAN-07/05/2022 #1 in WLW-25/05/2022

Sa'Lani Monee Jeffries has always been the thick girl who gets overlooked or played. At 27, she's done with love, focused on stacking her money as a nail tech and minding her business. But when a fine, chocolate, six-foot-three gangsta with a low voice and dangerous reputation starts showing up at her job, all of that changes. Kaizer "Kai" Rashaad Wynn isn't the type of man she ever wanted. He's quiet, mean to everybody but her, and runs the streets with a heavy hand. Yet when he looks at her like she's the only woman in the world, Sa'Lani finds herself letting her guard down piece by piece. What starts as playful flirting turns into late-night phone calls, expensive gifts, and nights that leave her body aching for more. But falling for a man like Kai means stepping into a world of hood politics, jealous exes, and enemies who will use anything-including her-to get to him. When street drama hits too close to home, Sa'Lani is forced to decide if she can love a man who lives by a code that could get him killed... or if loving him will be the very thing that breaks her heart. Because Kai doesn't just want her body-he wants all of her. And when a real gangsta falls in love with a thick girl, he ain't letting go, no matter who has to get out of the way.

Murda got ops in every direction, and Taya gotta adjust to loving a man who might not come home one night. The streets talk fast. One day you're in love, next day you trending for all the wrong reasons.

Janeisha "Neisha" Bambi has always survived by keeping a low profile. She don't get caught up in the kind of business that comes with bodies, secrets, and street names that echo. But all it takes is one night-one favor for her best friend-to slide her straight into the orbit of Seven "Saint" Carter. Saint is discipline wrapped in menace. A man the streets don't just respect,they fear. The type Neisha promised herself she'd never look at twice. He doesn't chase, beg, or explain. Yet somehow, he does all of this for her. And when that calm, unreadable gaze settles on Neisha, her careful world starts to crack. Now Saint's patience is running out, Neisha's defenses are falling apart and the pull between them is starting to feel less like a choice and more like fate. He's trying to shield her from the life he lives. She's trying to decide if loving him is salvation or self-destruction.

When Kiki visits Chicago for her cousin's wedding, she never expects to get piped down by a man who talks with his hands and growls her name like he own it. Messiah ain't like these New York dudes she's used to-he move different. Ain't loud, ain't flashy, but got that hood alpha energy that make her melt. She was supposed to be there for five days max... not fall in love with a Chi-Town gangsta who flips bricks and lifts her like she weightless. But when her past follows her to Chicago and his street life bleeds into their sex-fueled situationship, the line between love and lust starts to blur. He never chased women-especially not loud, sex-crazy, no-nonsense New York ones. But Kiki? She got him talkin' about "what we is" and pressin' her spot like he tryna build a future. But love between two people who been hurt don't come easy. And in a city full of secrets, money, and murder? Somebody always gotta pay.

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.