Mal and B - A Toxic Love Story Kamal "Mal" is 25 years old and he still doesn't want to settle down. The drug money is rolling in faster than ever and the new club is thriving. He lives a fast life on and off the street. He's in a better space right now than he's been in for awhile until he meets B. Brandon is 21 and his newest office distraction. But he has a whole lot going on. He's trying to fix his family and has a baby on the way. But he's far from happy. He's fighting for something bigger than himself but everything is lacking and curiosity is drawing him in. What happens when their lives collide. When one can't slow down enough and the other is hurt and still in denial? Can the possessiveness be put to an end? Will curiosity and lies ruin the relationship? How lost can they get? Or does the family come first? How much toxic is too much? Well it can never be too much. Can it? Mal loves Danger and Danger is what B is to him.

Quincy was a single dad trying his hardest to provide for his kids while makin sure to spend time with him. he never expected to find love thru his struggles. until Tavaris came along

They didn't end up in the same space on purpose. Brooklynn is the quiet type. Not shy... just tired. Tired in the "life been heavy for a while now" way. He minds his business, goes to work, comes home, and keeps his world small because that's how he breathes. Azyir is the opposite. Loud, funny, always in motion. ADHD running the wheel every day. Talks so much he forgets to say what he really means. Laughs loud so nobody asks if he's okay. They sit in the same trig class at their HBCU, but they don't talk. They don't dislike each other either. They just... live in two different worlds. Messiah Markell is their professor. Older, calm, strict in the quiet way that makes people sit up straighter. He owns a club downtown called Desirable, but in class he keeps everything controlled. He doesn't like watching people drown in silence or noise. He sees them both slipping. Not failing. Slipping. So he tells them to stay after class. Every day. Not for tutoring. Not for discipline. Just to sit, breathe, work, or not work. A room where nobody has to force themselves to be "okay." And somehow, without anybody planning it... The quiet one. The loud one. And the man who teaches them how to stay. Start learning how to need each other. Not in a fast way. Not in a dramatic way. In the way real connections happen: Slow glances. Shared exhaustion. Walking home together because home doesn't feel safe tonight. Sitting in silence that doesn't hurt. Being seen without having to explain. This is a story about: Black boy rest. Soft dominance. Messy feelings. Learning how to stay present. No fake deep. No forced love. Just real people figuring out how to breathe.

In this black college romance, former childhood friends Marcus and Elijah reconnect after a bitter fallout. As they navigate old wounds, new challenges, and their growing feelings, they find love and trust again with the support of friends like Marcus's loyal and humorous best friend, Tyrell.

"A bet was all i was to you Ameri?" Genesis says with hurt in his voice. "I don't know how you believe I would actually date you." Ameri laughed.

One hotbox. One secret. Two boys who swore they were straight-until the smoke started messing with more than just their heads. Nic parties hard and lives louder, chasing highs and avoiding anything that feels too real. KT stays lowkey and unreadable, carrying a past he never talks about. They're nothing alike-but something clicks when they end up hotboxing in Nic's car at a random party. It was supposed to be just a vibe. But the more nights they spend together-talking, laughing, sharing things they shouldn't-the harder it gets to ignore the tension in the air. Glances last too long. Touches get bolder. And suddenly, nothing about being "just friends" feels right anymore. They've never looked at a guy like this before. Then again... they've never met someone like each other.

Sajani always felt like he was the weird one out well he knew he was the odd one. I mean he was intersex after all #4 bxb #57 interracial #1 intersex #7 gay Top four in U.S.

"Y'all niggas crazy asf!"

I've dropped this book. I no longer have interest on writing it and the plot is lost and it's trash! 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐅𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐆𝐎𝐓 𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐊𝐈𝐃𝐍𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐃. 𝐇𝐄'𝐒 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐑, 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐀 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐔𝐆 𝐖𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐆𝐎. 𝐇𝐄'𝐒 𝐒𝐔𝐏𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐌𝐘... 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐇𝐎𝐖, 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇 𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑.

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