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Best friends...to lovers...maybe? A gangster love story

Shannon Cole has always survived by noticing what others miss. Numbers stick. Faces linger. Conversations don't fade. In the hood, that kind of mind doesn't stay unnoticed-it gets used. Shannon has become a quiet resource, passed between crews whenever something needs remembering, calculating, or confirming. He tells himself it's temporary. Just helping. Just staying afloat. Until everyone wants him. As gangs begin circling closer, access to Shannon turns into competition-and then into risk. Because when too many people want what you know, someone eventually decides you're too valuable to share. Tiger Laurent doesn't compete. He decides. Tiger runs things with calm precision, and when he claims Shannon, it isn't curiosity-it's control. Pulled out of circulation and placed under Tiger's watch, Shannon finds himself safer than he's ever been-and more trapped than he imagined possible. Protection blurs into possession. Use starts to feel permanent. And the more indispensable Shannon becomes, the harder it is to tell whether he's being kept alive... or quietly erased.

Currently being edited 🤍 & PLEASE READ THE TAGS !! BOOK 1 OF THE CLOVER SERIES " I Always Get What I Want" - C.S For as long as Clover could remember, she had been drawn to females, reveling in their softness and beauty. But when she first laid eyes on Sacred, with his chiseled features and the pretty girlfriend Sinah by his side, something primal stirred within her. An all-consuming want took hold, one she knew she would satiate by any means necessary. Her brother warned her that Sacred was unhinged, dangerous even, and pursuing him would only lead to ruin. But Clover was deaf to reason when desire took the wheel. With a sinister grin, she insinuated herself into their lives, appearing wherever the couple went like a specter. What will happen in Clover ? Everyone has to go through trials and tribulations to get what they want. The true question is will Clover always get what she wants in the end or will it all become ruin. Rankings: #1 bxgxg #1 Healthy Relationships #1 Aspiring Writer #2 Poly Love #5 black Poly Rankings: Aug 30 #1 bxgxg #1 healthy relationships #14 urban poly #1 black poly #2 blackfemaleauthor Started: Feb. 23. 2024 Ended: Aug.24.2024

"something that gives comfort." In the heart of the city, a unique family dynamic thrived amidst the chaos. Clover Assada Saroyan, her two lovers Sinah Marie Luxx and Sacred Amir West, along with their baby boy Q'uran Symeire Saroyan and their four adopted children, forged an unbreakable bond. Four years after the death of Clover's brother Sacree, they navigated life's complexities, each playing a pivotal role. Clover, with her dual-colored eyes mirroring her inner duality, grappled with the lingering sorrow over Santino's demise. Seeking solace in therapy, she learned to coexist with her alter ego, Lucky, who had once taken control during turbulent times. Alongside Sacred, she managed the family's underground operations, filling the void left by her fallen brother. Sinah, having left her former life behind, established a sanctuary for battered women, her empathy stemming from her own harrowing experiences. It was here that she encountered Klarity Naomi Carter, a gentle soul fleeing an abusive ex-girlfriend, Dariah. Sinah's compassion compelled her to offer Klarity refuge within their unconventional household. As Klarity integrated into their lives, an unexpected connection blossomed. The throuple - Clover, Sinah, and Sacred - found themselves inexplicably drawn to Klarity's pure essence. The children, too, embraced her warmth, and a fragile bond formed, defying societal norms. Klarity's integration marked the beginning of a new chapter, one where boundaries were pushed, and love triumphed over adversity. Together, they embarked on a journey of self-discovery, embracing the complexities of their unconventional bond and finding solace in the sanctuary they had created. BOOK 2 OF CLOVER IN THE CLOVER SERIES Started: Ended:

❝ 𝙨𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙬, 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙡 𝙣𝙤𝙬. ❞ - short story. started: november 21, 2021. ended: august 19, 2022.

BOOK 2 What started as a Sudden Attraction... became something Soulbound. But some bonds come with unexpected twists. ----‐------------------------------------ "You done?" Marcus asked, arms crossed as he leaned against the wall. Calm. Unbothered. Andre was pacing the room, one hand running down his face, the other unconsciously resting over his stomach. His fingers pressed in slightly, like he was trying to ground himself. "You don't get it, Marcus. You shouldn't be here. I destroy everything I touch." Marcus sighed and pushed off the wall. He stepped forward, closing the space between them, and cupped Andre's jaw, forcing him to look up. "You done?" he repeated. Andre swallowed hard. "Marcus-" "Nah." Marcus's voice was firm, steady. "You're gonna stand here and tell me all the reasons I should leave. And when you're done, I'm gonna tell you why I'm never going anywhere." Andre stared at him, lips parting, searching for something to say-but nothing came. Marcus smirked, tilting his head. "Now c'mere, lemme rub on you."

They didn't end up in the same space on purpose. Brooklynn is the quiet type. Not shy... just tired. Tired in the "life been heavy for a while now" way. He minds his business, goes to work, comes home, and keeps his world small because that's how he breathes. Azyir is the opposite. Loud, funny, always in motion. ADHD running the wheel every day. Talks so much he forgets to say what he really means. Laughs loud so nobody asks if he's okay. They sit in the same trig class at their HBCU, but they don't talk. They don't dislike each other either. They just... live in two different worlds. Messiah Markell is their professor. Older, calm, strict in the quiet way that makes people sit up straighter. He owns a club downtown called Desirable, but in class he keeps everything controlled. He doesn't like watching people drown in silence or noise. He sees them both slipping. Not failing. Slipping. So he tells them to stay after class. Every day. Not for tutoring. Not for discipline. Just to sit, breathe, work, or not work. A room where nobody has to force themselves to be "okay." And somehow, without anybody planning it... The quiet one. The loud one. And the man who teaches them how to stay. Start learning how to need each other. Not in a fast way. Not in a dramatic way. In the way real connections happen: Slow glances. Shared exhaustion. Walking home together because home doesn't feel safe tonight. Sitting in silence that doesn't hurt. Being seen without having to explain. This is a story about: Black boy rest. Soft dominance. Messy feelings. Learning how to stay present. No fake deep. No forced love. Just real people figuring out how to breathe.

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"BRO WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON??" The man yelled as he was half asleep, trying to figure out why everyone is losing their damn minds. "bruh oh my gawd we finna fucking dieee!!" The gay boy in fifth period yelled, falling to the floor crying dramatically. or The world was forced to play a game. well not forced per say... you could quit... It'll just cost you your life.