Four years ago, they burned everything-love, trust, promises... and each other. Now fate throws them back into the same college, same campus, same air they once shared like it was oxygen. What was supposed to stay buried comes back loud, messy, and unfinished. They were toxic. Addictive. The kind of love that felt like fire in your lungs. And the worst part? It still does.

Two studs from rival sides of the city never planned on falling for each other. Khaori is reckless, feared, and known for handling problems with her fists before words. Nyla is colder, smarter, and tied deep into street business she can't escape. What starts as sneaky link-ups, late-night rides, and tension-filled arguments turns into obsession, jealousy, loyalty, and violence. The streets talk too much, exes want revenge, and both girls got tempers that destroy everything they touch. Love in their world isn't soft. It's screaming matches in parking lots, busted lips after fights, guns tucked under car seats, and still choosing each other at the end of the night. But toxic love always comes with a price.

In the quiet glow of a city loft, power shifts not through force, but through gaze, breath, and the heat of unspoken understanding. Tay is calm, deliberate - a woman who commands without raising her voice. Her presence alone is enough to unravel Miyra, the sharp-tongued rebel who swore no one could ever tame her. But when the silence thickens and the air turns heavy, Miyra finds herself yielding - not out of weakness, but trust. There's a tension between them that hums just beneath the surface: one forged in restraint, laced with hunger, and bound by the kind of connection that strips a person bare. What happens between them isn't a game - it's surrender in its purest form. And tonight, with every word and every glance, Tay makes one thing clear: Miyra doesn't need to be conquered. She just needs to be seen. And Tay sees everything.

Kairo "Kai" Bennett doesn't believe in being chosen anymore. She's the one girls talk to when they're bored. The one they like in secret but never in public. The one they say "you're different" to-right before they leave. She's tired of being the almost. Then Talia Monroe walks into her life - not loud, not flashy, not playing games. Just steady. Soft in places Kai never got to be soft. Strong in places she's still learning to stand. They both carry heavy minds. Overthinking. Old wounds. Nights where everything feels too loud inside their heads. But instead of running from the hard conversations, they sit in them. Sometimes they argue. Sometimes they cry. Sometimes they go quiet. But they always come back and say: "Talk to me. Don't shut me out." This isn't a love that avoids the storm. It's the kind that holds hands in the rain. For the first time, Kai isn't chasing. She's chosen.

"If i was your best friend.."

Jade thinks that there's nothing wrong with stud on stud relationships because it's still a girl under the clothes. But Jae thinks that you should just date a man and it is nasty until someone changes her mind.

Intersex , girl on girl , stud on stud , no label on no label

stud𝐱stud𝐱nolabel • wlw --- 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐚 • 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 • 𝐌𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐲 Death usually tears people apart...but what if it were to bring them together instead? Grieving after losing a sister, a best friend and more, they notice themselves becoming closer. Hanging out more. Feeling like one's other half yet, something was still missing. Or someone. And they knew her all along. • • • • • • This Story Includes ~•~•~•~•~ - Talk About Suicide - Smut/Sexual Language - Substance Abuse - Bullying - Violence - Other Possible Triggers

𝑓𝑜𝑐𝑢𝑠 𝑜𝑛 𝑚𝑒.