Luca Moretti survived his inheritance. He survived gangs, blood debts, and a family built from violence. He learned how to keep moving, how not to feel, how to choose loyalty over truth. Then he meets him. A racer who rides like Luca fights. A man who drinks like Luca runs. A mirror with different scars. They hate each other on sight-because recognition is dangerous, and because falling in love with the enemy would destroy everything they're trying to protect. So they hurt each other instead. They race too close. They fight too hard. They say the things meant to cut deepest. And still, they keep finding each other-on the track, in the dark, far from family, far from safety. Because some love stories aren't meant to save you. They're meant to burn you alive.

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.

Keith was the red paladin of small group called "the paladins of Voltron." All his life he assumed he was a human as that's what he was told. Things are revealed and turns out he isn't what he thought he was.. In space there was an intergalactical war between two alien races, the galra and the alteans. Both have one thing in common, when a kid is born until they reach the age of 25 in human years they are classified as a kit, or a baby. Keith happened to be this mix and the possible end to this crazed out war. With his instincts suppressed things could only get worse from where they started. He had to learn how to grow up quickly as he was in the foster care system from a young age, causing his suppressed instincts. What would happen if he met other people like him? His own kind? What if he met allura? His mother? What about lotor? ~READ TO FIND OUT~

"You're so fucking insufferable Nathanael" He lets out a deep chuckle that sends tingles down my back. "That's hilarious coming from you." "What is your fucking problem with me?" I ask slightly pissed off but mostly confused. "What's my problem with you? You're a hotheaded, loudmouth, annoying prick." He steps closer to me with every word. "Yeah, well you're just a condescending, egotistical, full of yourself, little bitch." He walks so close he's between my legs as I'm still seated on the counter, and the distance between us is all I can think about. "I hate you so much Evens." He breathes out, the warmness of his breath fanning over my lips. "The feeling's mutual, Rivers." Our eyes never break contact, and a suffocating silence takes over the little distance between us. His eyes flick down to my lips and then back up to my eyes. Before I can speak his hands grab my waist and pull me closer to him. A soft gasp leaves my lips but it's silenced when his mouth crashes onto mine and without a second thought I kiss him back. ~~~~~ Caiden Evens isn't normal, he's been in the foster care system since he was three, he has no idea of how he ended up there but after more than 20 different placements over his life he's stopped hoping that his real family might be out there. That is until his current foster father moves him across the country and into a school where he meets two strangers who look abnormally like him. What happens when he meets his father after 14 years who he always believed gave him up. Add to that three extra brothers and their arrogant bestfriend who won't seem to leave Caiden alone. All while trying to hide the constant abuse he's put through at home, will he ever find a true family? ~ I know the blurbs pretty shitty but this is my first book so I promise it will get better [DISCONTINUED]

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