✰ ❝𝘖𝘰𝘩, 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥'𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘐'𝘥 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶?❞ ✰ ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ ─── 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘮𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘭 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘺 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘍𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘴. ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ 【 ᴛᴡɪʟɪɢʜᴛ ғᴀɴғɪᴄ 】 【 ᴄʜᴀʀʟɪᴇ sᴡᴀɴ x ᴍᴀʟᴇ! ᴏᴄ! 】 【 ᴍxᴍ 】

Kyari is a straight , 20 year old male. He still lives at home with his verbally abusive, alcoholic father that he tries to just ignore. Since he lost his mother he went from the loud, fun, lit friend to the quiet, laid back, more in his shell friend. He went from dating and being a ladies man to really only being around his friend group. Hes about to turn 21 and his friends are tired of him being a shell of himself. Cairo is a straight, 24 year old gang leader. He's finally made it to the top, but he's had a lonely life making getting to the top his priority. After his last breakup, he was left with trust issues and a fucked up heart only adding to his tough demeanor and his attitude problems. His circle is air sealed tight. Cairos best friend since diapers is opening his first club. What happens when Kyari's friends don't listen and plan a celebration anyway at the newest spot in town and the two cross paths.. yet again? Will opinions weigh too heavy? ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️ ⭐️ It's about to get crazy. Let's Read 🍄

In a world full of danger lurking in every corner, Birdie Jackson stayed silent. Learned to keep quiet during the loud, be angry when shown the good. The apocalypse had ripped her out of her childish manners and into a world full of knife-wielding and blood-soaked hands. The woods became her and her father's sanctuary, their car that was running out of fuel being the only thing holding them together. Foods stolen from abandoned houses began to empty out, their chance of survival slim with every passing day. So, Vincent left to go on a run. But he didn't come back. It took three long, excruciating weeks before Birdie left the car - with only a knife for protection and determination fuelling her forward. That was the day she lost something, and gained something else. Something that would not only make her find her voice again, but fill that hole in her chest that had been once carved into her by loss and grief. ꜱɪɴᴄʟᴀɪʀꜱ © 2025 ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ. 26 / 01 / '25 ꜰɪɴɪꜱʜᴇᴅ. ?? ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇꜱ ꜱᴇᴛ ɪɴ ꜱᴇᴀꜱᴏɴ 3.

"Moorti Grimes was more than just a man, he was something else. Most people don't go through the things he has and still find the will to love like he does."

Querencia: a place where you feel most at home, where your soul feels safe 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐁𝐱𝐁

Malik Archer is used to being watched. On the court, off the court, it doesn't matter. Discipline, faith, and routine keep him grounded, but none of that prepared him for wanting someone he can't afford to lose.

" I'm from the city, where you ain't gotta love to love." Running from his dark history of drugs and gang violence, Dakota and his young daughter seeks refuge with a family friend what will become of the two; love, happiness, or betrayal ..

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

AN MXM ROMANCE NOVEL HIS LISCIHKA "I've been married to a woman for 18 years, I-I wouldn't know the first thing about being with a man," I admitted while feeling Ivan's hands making their way under my chin. "I'll teach you, just don't leave me, Oliver," Ivan consoled his voice sounding so gentle yet longing that it drew me in. "This isn't right, Ivan," I muttered positioning my hands on his bare chest. "Why?" Ivan rasped resting his right hand on my waist. "Because... I'm a man, I'm older than you and I have a daughter-" "Why are you making excuses, Doctor?" he growled. "I've never done something like this before Ivan," "As I've said lemme teach you," and with that Ivan gently pressed his lips against mine. His soft lips against mine drew me into an emotion, a feeling I've tried so hard to ignore. His right hand glided down to my ass gripping it hard causing me to groan at such a sensation. "I want to taste your dick, Doctor," he whispered, his baritone singing in my ear. "Ivan," I mumbled breathlessly. "You will let me? Right?" he questioned sinking onto his knees. Oh, God. I gulped as I stared down at the dominating man who kneeled before me. His gorgeous green eyes stared at me while his hands made their way to my zipper. "Ivan," I warned again. "Dah, Lisichka?"