"Saint this wasn't suppose to go this far." "But it did Khalil and ion give a fuck how nobody feel I'm not letting you go."

He was hired to clean up the place, not get swept up in drama.

You know that my body is yours. 🖤 • He quickly reached out to grab my arm. "Where you goin'?" I felt my body freeze under his touch. Looking down, I took note of how close we were in the small door frame. Too close. He let my arm go, raising a hand up apologetically. "Sorry, I ain't mean to grab you like that. I know you 'on really..." he trailed off, running his eyes over my face. He was still too close, but for some reason, I couldn't convince my body to move. This was the third time I've felt like this around him. It was a pattern. "Stay." He gestured for me to come back inside. "Zeke, I'on really think-" "Stay, Jabari." He said firmly. "Ray invited you over here...and I ain't finna tell you to leave. I brought more than enough food. You good, my nigga." "I told you to call me 'Jah'." "Jah," he corrected, looking down as a small chuckle escaped. "My fault." He raised his head back up, but quickly glanced away and cleared his throat. "You should...you should stay." • Spin-off from 'Familiar'

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What happens when college star basketball player, Tray Harris travels to Los Angeles for the very first time ever, and ends up meeting a locally known music producer; Kanacio Martin? Have fun reading!!! badgalfrmmarz

UNDER EDITING!! BOOK 1 In the depths of his desires, a tempest brewed, fueled by an irresistible longing that defied reason and ignited a primal, consuming need. Dis gay (; First book❗❗

(𝐧.) 𝐚 𝐧𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐠𝐢𝐜 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭, 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭; "𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬" "𝐢 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮" "𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞" ʙᴀsᴇᴅ ɪɴ ɴᴏʀᴛʜ ᴛᴇxᴀs

ᴅᴏᴡɴ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪᴅᴇ. ᴅᴏᴡɴ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪᴅᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴀɴʏᴡʜᴇʀᴇ. ɪ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪʟʟ, ɪ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪʟʟ, ɪ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪʟʟ. ʙᴀsᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴄʜɪᴄᴀɢᴏ

In this city, blood is currency. The streets don't forgive, and they certainly don't forget. "Ah got you, pa," Kaelen whispered his chin resting on julian's head "Ain't nobody ever gonna hurt you again."

Eli underestimates the $100k contract he signs with a diabolical, brat-taming dom. Warning: BDSM, Control, Panties