❝𝐈 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐞.. 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠.❞ 𝐀 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬. 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐈 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐜𝐫𝐲.. 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 "𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐲.. 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐨. 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐮𝐬, 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧." 𝐈 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐳𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝, 𝐰𝐢𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐤. 𝐌𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦. . . . Z'airee was a caretaker at a old people's home and he took care of many patients. The only thing was that it happened to be one of the few nursing in homes in NYC. So many patients wounded up from the hood where many of the patients were from different gangs. Z'airee wasn't supposed to have favorites but he always had this particular one.. Mr. Sinaloa. Heaven was a drug dealer who visited his grandpa, Tyreek Sinaloa everyday. His grandpa was everything that his parents wasn't to him. The trenches of New York was where he came from. All his mom cared about was drugs and his dad walked out on him. He grew up running the streets because his mom was too high one everything to care, with men coming in and out they house. He never had that support system so he was wit older kids for as long as he could remember. So as soon as his grandpa got custody he was good but he always knew he wanted to move out as soon as possible..Or so he thought. EXT

Can we be lovers and friends? 𝐌𝐱𝐌 .

Jada, a tough girl with a guarded heart, meets Xavier, a quiet, mysterious boy with a painful past. Amid school, friends, and life in their Atlanta neighborhood, their bond grows through late-night talks and shared moments, turning into a powerful, unexpected connection that changes everything.

Book 1 In Miami's heat, where bodies drop and secrets burn, Brycier finds himself tangled in the arms of the city's most dangerous man-the one who was never supposed to care. A slow-burn hood romance soaked in blood, fear, and first love.

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."

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 a teenage girl found the courage to write a heartfelt letter to her favorite artist and sent it to his P.O. Box, making sure to include her social medias. Despite not having much hope that he would respond, she was surprised when, a couple of weeks later, the artist not only received her letter but also reached out to her through a message. 𝐂𝐎𝐏𝐘𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓, to yaendairy "hope you guys enjoy this book, i will and did try my hardest, depending on when you're reading!"

(𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐗 𝐅. 𝐎𝐂) ❝ Is there anything I could do for you, Kyung-mi? ❞ IN WHICH A GIRL TRYING TO win money for her brothers meets the man behind the games and finds herself the focus of his obsession. ❝ I mean... you could choke. ❞︎

World ended, zombies everywhere, and I'm stuck tryna figure out who the hell I can trust. Camp supposed to be "safe," but it's full of drama, lies, and people losin' their minds. And then there's Asaan-quiet, fine, mysterious. I ain't expect to catch feelings out here, but now it's like survival ain't just about killin' zombies. It's about who gon' ride for you when the dead close in.

"if i was meant to be alone, please take away my desire to be loved. because it hurts to crave something that never stays, to keep hoping someone will choose me and mean it. i'm tired of giving love that isn't returned, of pretending i'm okay with being the one who always understands. i just want peace, not this constant ache of wanting to be held and chosen. if loneliness is my path, then at least make it feel less heavy." season three - complete !! season four - writing.. season five - coming soon!