"You know my life just like a book how i'm turning the page, Reading our chapter hoping that i end in a change, You know this shit don't feel right wrapped in my rage" -Rodwave

"Relax," I murmured softly. My voice dropped without me even thinking about it, lower now, closer. "Is this okay?" Charlotte hesitated. I felt it in the way her shoulders shifted beneath the tension, the tiny pause before she answered. Her fingers tightened once more around the armrests. Then loosened slightly. "...Yes." The word came out quieter than before. Careful. Neither of us spoke. Then, after holding there for just a second too long, I leaned forward. Slowly-so slowly it almost felt deliberate enough to give her time to stop me, if she wanted to. The distance between us shrank inch by careful inch, my gaze flickering briefly to her lips before lifting again to her body posture, searching for any sign that I should pull back. But I didn't. And when the last trace of space between us finally disappeared, I kissed her. --- Audrey DuPont is used to the party life, smoking and drinking until the sun comes up, and throwing money without a second thought. But what happens when money can't save her? Charlotte Brown is the polar opposite of the head cheer captain. She's stoic, quiet, smart, and most of all, she isn't a trust fund kid like the rest. The only thing on her mind is graduating and making money. They both want something from each other, but as the thin line blurs between academics and attraction, they'll have to wonder: Is it really worth it?

Dear Big Dick Diary, I've come to the conclusion that not only is she my bestfriend but also my soul mate. My soul mate that will be married within 2 months. I'm embarrassed that I've even kept this from her for 12 years. She's happy. Can't be that happy though, because she still fucking me. London would beat my ass, wait till I'm out the hospital and beat my ass again.. if I told Tiana. I'm such a weirdo, who the fuck falls in love with their bestfriend ? Well I'm Kane Royal and my strange addiction is London's hoe ass.. - "What the fuck did I just read?" London threw the book against the wall.

S4S Short Story♥️ "Promise this only stays between us." I give her a cold glare. "Right," She nods back. "Nah, I'm dead ass. NOBODY knows." I clarify before she nods once more. Then, she leans in to kiss me. I go by Dlicya and this is the story of how I fell in love with my best friend. Setting: Home❣ TRUE STORY BRO!

(StudxStud) home·less:ˈhōmləs adjective (of a person) without a home, and therefore typically living on the streets. "the plight of young homeless people" synonyms: of no fixed address, without a roof over one's head, on the streets, vagrant, displaced, dispossessed, destitute, down-and-out. Caution ⚠⚠ Read At your own risk.

This book is a collaboration! @amidaf x @hoodaville Sometimes, instead of being for yourself, you're meant to help others to bring out yourself. Felicity and Serenity, both come from different backgrounds yet, somehow end up being similar in each others situation. Through the collection finding one self, they both fight out their flaws and insecurities to help bring one another to the light.

Aliyah and Jaylen navigate love, trust, and past secrets in a relationship that challenges their walls and deepens their bond.

Nylah and her best friend Tiana, would always get bullied by Kyle and her group of friends, especially by 'Taylor' who follows Kyle everywhere. They are the popular group of friends while Nylah and Tiana are the supposedly 'nerds'. Nylah meets a new friend on the school bus, from her school's rival school. Jealousy sparks between Kyle the (charismatic stud) and Nylah when Kyle finds out she's talking to her enemy. Nylah the 'nerdy' stud (or atleast a nerd to Kyle only) develops feeling for Kyle even more when she finds out she's jealous. Read to find out what happens between all of them.

She's inches from my lips now, her gaze locked into mine like she's stripping me bare without ever touching me. Her fingers brush my cheek, trail slowly down my neck, and the contact alone sends a shiver straight through me. My lips part without permission, breath turning shallow, uneven - waiting. Hoping. Every second she doesn't kiss me feels intentional... and cruel. And every time she touches me, I can't help but wonder what it felt like for the other woman. ⸻ Read to uncover a forbidden love story where desire refuses to die and hearts remain tethered despite the distance between them. Two souls who know they shouldn't, can't, won't - yet still find themselves drawn together by longing, secrecy, and unfinished love. No matter the risks, no matter the cost, they find ways to reach each other... even when the world says they shouldn't.

Past events have made Shawna Parks into the person she is today; a young prettyboi stud with acid in her mouth, a chip on her shoulder and a temper to do the Irish part of her mixed ancestry proud. She likes her women short with long hair and spiky heels (like any self respecting butch dyke would) and drinks her Whiskey straight with no chaser. Then she meets Dom Fraiser, tall and chiseled and strong with a fondness for pink cocktails and so not her type (why would a stud want another stud anyway?) Maybe she is too hung up about the whole labels thing, but she likes what she likes and nobody is going to change that. That is until the mysterious new 'studmuffin' in town that everyone is talking about starts to make her head spin and her heart race (seriously, the damn workout sessions are killing her). Dominique Fraiser is running from a past that's determined to catch up with her. Can she keep her old life from ruining her new one?