GHETTO TALES If you see them, don't make eye contact. If you see them, don't say a word. If you see them...run. You don't know what you're getting into. ~2 pov's~ Capri Martin had always strived to be the perfect daughter. With a strict upbringing, she made sure to always please her parents no matter what. That came with a lot of sacrifices she was willing to make. But what happens when her good rep didn't mean that much to her anymore? What happens when she crosses paths with... Quentin and Elijah Grey? COVER BY: @_JRaww

Some people enter your life by chance. Others feel like fate. When Sade crosses paths with Kasaad, neither of them expects much to come from it. After all, timing has never been on their side, and life has a way of complicating even the simplest connections. But the more their paths continue to intertwine, the harder it becomes to ignore the feeling that maybe some people are meant to find each other. Whether that's a blessing or a lesson remains to be seen. One thing is certain: Some connections are impossible to forget.

After moving to Chicago to start a new life, Sveya isn't looking for nothing beyond a fresh start. Between church, school, and learning how to exist without losing herself, her life feels limited...until she meets Solomon.

"You got three seconds to open this door before I kick that bitch in," a deep voice growled through the wood. Zamara's heart jumped. She wasn't expecting nobody-especially not a man with a voice that rough and mean. "Nigga, who the fuck-" she started, yanking the door open. And immediately regretted it. He stood there like a shadow from hell. Tall. Broad. Tatted. And mad as fuck. A black hoodie hugged his body, revealing a Glock tucked at his hip. "Where. The fuck. Is Kyndall?" he asked low and slow. Zamara crossed her arms over her chest, attitude activated. "I don't know, and I damn sure ain't scared of you standing here mean-mugging like you somebody daddy." A smirk curled on his lips. "You should be scared, ma." Then he leaned in, real close. "But lucky for you... I don't hit women. I just fuck 'em crazy and make sure they don't walk right for three days." Her breath caught, but her mouth didn't. "Boy, please." "You gon' be sayin that from my bed soon. Watch."

With my hand on the knob, I twist it open, but the action was interrupted by his voice echoing off the walls. " Come here," I look over my shoulder, " No, I'm not in the mood for this shit." I hissed. " I wasn't askin. Come. Here." He demanded. I huffed, slamming the door shut and leaning against the door. " What?" He gestures towards the seat, " Sit down." " No, I don't have to do a damn thing." I refused, standing far away from him as possible. I wanted to be nowhere near him. " Sit down or I'll sit you down myself." He warns, glaring at me. ------------ #1 in urban romance #1 in black love #1 in glory to God #1 in bwbm #1 in lotsofdrama

" Duke, we can't do this, your my patient " sekai whispers while in his grasp as he held on to her waist while he held her chin with his other hand. " Only for one more day, then you can be mines everyday" Duke said as he pecked her lips once while rubbing her ass. sekai Lenora was a Medical Assistant at Mount Zion Hospital, along with her best friend Maeve. While working her midnight shift, A patient, duke comes in and sekai becomes his nurse. follow sekai as she unwillingly falls in love with her patient. ( NOT A SLOW BURN AT ALL )

Kalia swore she wasn't gonna fall for Namari - then she did. Problem is, he doesn't even like girls... or at least that's what everybody says. But when feelings start mixin' and Kalia steps up, takin' control of what she wants, everything gets messy real quick. "Get on the bed, back arched - and I don't wanna hear no complaints." She's takin' control this time - of her life, her heart, and him.

❝𝐈𝐓𝐒 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐔𝐒 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃.❞

"In a city that never slows down, their love moved at its own pace-real, steady, and unbreakable. He saw her worth, she felt his soul, and together, they built something the streets couldn't touch."