Six kids in one house, and somehow he still felt invisible. Taye was always working, always stressed, always trying to hold everything together but never really seeing him. The others were the same. Busy. Distant. Like surviving mattered more than anything else. And maybe it did. But that didn't stop it from messing him up. So he learned quick don't ask for anything, don't expect nothing, and don't let nobody get close enough to leave. That's just how he became Kairo. Rude. Distant. Unbothered. Or at least...that's what everybody thought. Now suddenly, things were different. Taye checking on him. Asking questions. Looking at him like he actually mattered. It didn't sit right. "Where was all that before?" Kairo muttered one night, staring up at the ceiling, phone in his hand but not really looking at it. Because care-real care-was something he didn't know how to trust. And that wasn't even the worst part. The worst part...was him. Kairos best friend. The one person who always stayed. Always showed up. Always saw him even when Kairo tried his hardest to push him away. That was the problem. Because Kairo wasn't supposed to feel like this. Not about him.

Cee Ayers doesn't let people in-he's got walls built from years of learning that trust is dangerous. Zeph Carter doesn't need an invitation-he sees through the silence, through the sarcasm, and meets Cee exactly where he is. What starts as an easy friendship shifts into something heavier, something neither of them expected. But love-real love-means letting yourself be seen, even when it's terrifying. Sample Scene: Cee was sprawled on Zeph's bed, noise-canceling headphones on, iPad in hand, locked into his game. He barely noticed when the mattress dipped, barely reacted when Zeph's warmth pressed against him. Then Zeph slid on top of him. Cee exhaled through his nose, adjusting his grip on the iPad, ignoring the weight pressing him into the mattress. A slow, deliberate kiss landed on his neck. Then another. Cee tapped his screen. "Move." Zeph didn't. Instead, he bit down gently, then soothed the spot with his tongue. Cee tensed. "Zeph." Zeph hummed against his skin, pressing more kisses, dragging his lips up the side of Cee's throat. His hands settled on Cee's ribs, thumbs rubbing slow circles. Cee's fingers twitched around the iPad. He tried to focus. He really did. Then Zeph bit again, harder this time. Cee sighed, dropping the iPad onto his chest and yanking off the headphones. "You deadass?" Zeph grinned against his skin. "Been deadass." Cee huffed, tilting his head to the side in surrender. "You so fuckin' annoying." Zeph just chuckled, lips finding Cee's jaw. "Yeah, but you love me though."

ꜰʟᴀᴡʟᴇꜱꜱ ᵂⁱᵗʰᵒᵘᵗ ᵃⁿʸ ᴵᵐᵖᵉʳᶠᵉᶜᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐁𝐱𝐁

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❝𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭, 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮?" 𝐇𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐝, 𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐩.❞ "Nah.. I asked if you like it?" I repeated, speeding up. My hands was covered in slick by this point. He whimpered. "Y.. Nghh" It seemed like he was having a hard time answering. "Yes." He sputtered out. "You ain't sound too sure, what was that?" I squinted my eyes at him. I think I saw tears coming from the corners of his eyes. . "Yes... yes I do. Fuck, na neomu gakkawo (I'm so close). He whimpered the last part. I don't know what the fuck he said but it was sexy. "Don't make me ask you again." "I-I'm sorry." He gulped as I continued to quicken. My arm was getting tired. "You better be..." I said. If he apologize one more time I might have to go down on that. On some wild shit. . . . An ordinary Walmart employee. A celebrity with the voice of an Angel. Kamari unexpectedly gets thrown into the world of fame along Sonny. It was just one coincidental encounter that turned into something he couldn't even have dreamed of. The world of unconditional love and dark secrets of the industry. Families with a saddening back story. What could go wrong? Completed😊

Dallas and Zymir ain't know it yet, but they needed each other bad. Both of 'em was walkin around with holes in their chest, carryin stuff they ain't know how to put down. Different pain, same weight. They was still strangers to it, still movin like they was on their own. But sooner or later, they was gon' be what the other needed just to breathe again.

𝟎𝟖.𝟎𝟗.𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓- 𝟏𝟐.𝟎𝟗.𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓 "𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐧' 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞."

Marcus moved out of the neighborhood years ago. He got a nice condo in the city, a nice job working with kids. I mean, he can't keep a girl but he was living good. All until his brother ends up in the hospital, bringing him back to the hood and right into a childhood crush he forgot he had.

Trey been grindin' since he was a kid. At 23, he tryna leave that street life alone, workin' at a car shop and keepin' his circle small. He don't trust easy, don't talk much, and damn sure don't got time for drama. Zay, 21, is the type to say whatever on his mind. He loud, got a bad attitude, and stay outside-hustlin', fightin', and talkin' shit. He known in the neighborhood for runnin' his mouth and gettin' into trouble.

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