Xolani and Two have been inseparable since they first met in elementary school. Years of sleepovers, inside jokes, and unspoken glances shaped a bond neither of them dared to mess with. But as adult life pulls them into new versions of themselves, Xolani stars to realize it's getting harder to pretend her feelings are just platonic. What she doesn't know is that Two has been doing the same thing- burying his feelings, afraid to risk what they've built. Until one night, when he finally lets it slip. "𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘪𝘯 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨... 𝘐'𝘰𝘯 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥, 𝘟𝘰." Now, with everything out in the open, they have to decide: do they stay in the safety of what they've always been, or step into the love they've always felt?

In a city fueled by speed and rumor, Mina Brooks keeps her head down - until her name ends up trending beside his. Santiago drives like he's running from his past; Mina drives like she's finally found her way. One kiss, one race, one reckless heartbeat... and suddenly everyone's watching to see who crosses the line first.

Janeisha "Neisha" Bambi has always survived by staying small. Head low. Mouth shut. No waves, no risks, no getting 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 quiet 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. He doesn't beg. He doesn't 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. Because in a world built on loyalty, violence, and revenge; love is the most dangerous thing you can touch.

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Who ever said a boy and a girl cant be best friends? Starr and King are best friends! Starr is the baddest chick in the streets of LA and King is literally the Dope King. But they share more than friendship with each other! Read Street Love...

26-year-old Cleo Mitchell was always given everything she wanted. She wanted a new car, it was handed to her. She wanted to go to Paris, her dad personally flew her there. Cleo has gotten accustomed to her luxurious lifestyle. Unfortunately, a few wrong moves from her father land him in prison and the life that Cleo has become accustomed to is ripped away from her. 30-year-old Leo Bradford has worked for everything he's ever received in his life. He lost both of his parents by the time he was 13. He's spent the majority of his life raising his little sister, Auriella, as well as building his ride-share empire. Reeling from the heartbreak of his very first love, Leo, cold-hearted and career-driven, is forced to repay a debt he owes to an old friend and help Cleo Mitchell finally stand on her own two feet. Will Leo be able to put up with the pretentious spoiled brat and will Cleo finally learn how to stand on her own?

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She runs a luxury beauty lounge. He runs routes in the NFL. When soleia Carter and Jeremiah smith cross paths, neither is looking for love - but the chemistry? Instant. She's not impressed by status. He's tired of women chasing his name. But the more they collide, the harder it gets to stay in their own lanes. Because some games aren't played on the field... and hearts don't always follow the rules. 🥇#1 in athlete 🥇#1 in latto 🥇#1 in black fiction 🥇#1 in Atlanta 🥇#1 in entrepreneur 🥇#1 in Jeremiah smith 🥈#2 in romance fiction #4 in urban fiction

"You really think I'm out here giving this dick to anybody else, beautiful?" She swallowed, watching my hands go to my zipper. I smirked, leaning down, dragging my fingers up her thigh, over her soaked panties. "Look at yourself in the mirror, Jade."

New Orleans isn't just a city-it's a pulse. A rhythm. A hunger. And nobody knows that better than Arielle Washington, a tired single mother grinding just to make rent in the Desire Projects. Love left her a long time ago, replaced with diaper bags, house keys, and survival. That is, until a new housekeeping job drops her into the home-and world-of ICE the most dangerous man in the streets. ICE doesn't do mess. Doesn't do feelings. But there's something about Ari-her fire, her silence, her scars-that draws him in. And when business gets bloody and loyalties are tested, the line between protector and predator blurs. Because in the Dirty South, nothing comes clean... not even love.