💥 Di Don & Di Doll A Jamaican Urban Romance Zariah Myles wasn't looking for trouble when she stepped into Taboo that night. But trouble found her in the form of Kingston's most feared Don, Malik "Ruckus" Hylton. He's dangerous, rich, and cold-blooded. She's bold, sharp-tongued, and not easily impressed. What starts as a game quickly turns into obsession. From luxury getaways to deadly shootouts, Zariah gets pulled into Malik's violent world-but somehow, she feels safer with him than she ever did without him. Enemies are watching. Family is betraying. And Malik's own brother wants what's his. This isn't a fairytale. It's gun smoke, gold chains, heartbreak... and real love. 🔥 Drama. 💔 Betrayal. 🖤 Obsession. This is Di Don & Di Doll. And once you start, you won't stop.

Ameri Jones is new to Chicago, she wanted a change and a change is what she got. Wanting to expand her business in hair, Chicago was a great move...but when someone takes an interest in her things change even more. Chance Smith, a retired gang leader who is now walking a clean life...trying to put his certificate in barbering to use, he books a suite. When the mystery woman in the next room catches his attention he realize he met his match.

𝙪𝙧𝙗𝙖𝙣 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 | 𝙗𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙖 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 I went silent just resting my thoughts on the idea of loving him. Sighing I lifted my head and decided to tell him how I felt. "I love you TreyVon I really do" I whispered to him putting my hands on his chest. I felt him squeeze my waist and move one hand under my chin. Moving to kiss me he moved down on the bed, mid kiss he pulled away both of us kinda out of breath from this passionate kiss, "I love you" he returned putting his lips back on mine before he flipped us over on the bed and this romantic shit wasn't a normal thing that occurred regularly in my life. And when it did I just prayed that this man would be the love of my life till the day I'm off this planet and he's what kept the peace and sanity running in my life everyday. ━━ ranks; #1 shortstory #1 teenromance #1 hoodlove #1 thuglife #1 teenlove #1 hood #1 unedited #1 blackpeople #1 thuglove #1 blacklove #1 clingy #2 urbanstory #2 urbanfiction #2 hoodlovestory #2 smutmaybe #4 newadult #4 teenlove #7 enemiestolovers #7 urbanfantasy # 8 highschool

Tricia Martin, the little sister and doctor of the group, is often seen as reserved and sad. She wasn't always like this; she had a big heart that she gave to Ethan Cunningham, Shanya's brother, who died several years ago. A journey to the past will pay homage to a love that many never experience. Will an acceptance of past events help Tricia to open her heart once more? The man of her dreams awaits with open arms and an open heart to give her all the love that she has ever craved.

𝒚𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒎? 𝒚𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒅𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒂? 𝒚𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒚? 𝒚𝒖𝒉 𝒏𝒐 𝒇𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒅.

𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐘𝐀𝐇 𝐊𝐀𝐈'𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐄 𝐱 𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐈 𝐃𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐋𝐀𝐒 ............ 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 #𝟐 𝐎𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐘𝐮𝐚́𝐧𝐟𝐞̀𝐧 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬. [𝑨𝒏 𝑨𝒍𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝑼𝒏𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒆]

My phone rings seeing zahirie's contact I don't answer but pressed declined, he calls two more times I declined each time Turning off my read receipts also. I search up a random video on Pinterest with a couple it looks like me but it's not "Enjoying my man's company," I post it turning my phone WiFi off closing my phone I placed it down Laying down i felt a rush of excitement . Getting up I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth and get ready for bed I hum Alkaline: Thug loving before exiting the bathroom i smile dancing around. I jump at the figure on my bed i touch the light switch "JESUS!," I exclaimed seeing an angry zahirie sitting on my bed with my phone in his hand. His eyes are red and low, he smells like a mixture of weed and expensive cologne Holding my chest as my heart pounds I don't move towards him. Getting up he comes over to me He grabs me by my throat not hard but so that I can feel a bit pressure "Who yah fuck wid,?" He asks his deep voice sending chills up my spine and down to my coochie. He reaches down touching my front He tilts his head "Betta," he says pulling away Weh him mean by dat? He grips my throat again giving me a look "Who dat yuh post,?" He asks as I don't answer he asks again this time voice getting deeper and grip tighter "A random video mi find," I say struggling to breathe he loosened his grip "Stop fuck wid mi yer," he says letting go of my neck moving towards the door "Suppose mi did ave man yah weh yuh woulda do,?" I ask he stopped turning towards me "Fuck around and find out," his tone is deadly and serious he sounds scary and the look on his face scares me "Turn on yuh WiFi and nuh decline man call ago call yuh as mi reach inna eh car doh mek eh phone ring out," he instructed leaving my room Not even a minute later he calls I answered on the first ring. His face comes in the camera as he smirks "Good girl," he stated driving off Wah kinda mad man dis mi go tek up pon mi head fada God?

Killing people was easy for Kingston Knight, selling drugs was easy...but falling in love was something he knew nothing about. He watches the way his little sister has fallen in love and wonder if he can ever treat a woman like that? Can he put his guard down to let someone other than family in? Promise Marshall is a little rough around the edges, being raised in a orphanage and running away at the age 16 she had no choice but to dance. With her troubled past that makes her the woman she is now...can she also let her guard down? Can she be that soft girl?

Janeisha "Neisha" Bambi has always survived by keeping a low profile. She don't get caught up in the kind of business that comes with bodies, secrets, and street names that echo. But all it takes is one night-one favor for her best friend-to slide her straight into the orbit of Seven "Saint" Carter. Saint is discipline wrapped in menace. A man the streets don't just respect,they fear. The type Neisha promised herself she'd never look at twice. He doesn't chase, beg, or explain. Yet somehow, he does all of this for her. And when that calm, unreadable gaze settles on Neisha, her careful world starts to crack. Now Saint's patience is running out, Neisha's defenses are falling apart and the pull between them is starting to feel less like a choice and more like fate. He's trying to shield her from the life he lives. She's trying to decide if loving him is salvation or self-destruction.

Sa'Lani Monee Jeffries has always been the thick girl who gets overlooked or played. At 27, she's done with love, focused on stacking her money as a nail tech and minding her business. But when a fine, chocolate, six-foot-three gangsta with a low voice and dangerous reputation starts showing up at her job, all of that changes. Kaizer "Kai" Rashaad Wynn isn't the type of man she ever wanted. He's quiet, mean to everybody but her, and runs the streets with a heavy hand. Yet when he looks at her like she's the only woman in the world, Sa'Lani finds herself letting her guard down piece by piece. What starts as playful flirting turns into late-night phone calls, expensive gifts, and nights that leave her body aching for more. But falling for a man like Kai means stepping into a world of hood politics, jealous exes, and enemies who will use anything-including her-to get to him. When street drama hits too close to home, Sa'Lani is forced to decide if she can love a man who lives by a code that could get him killed... or if loving him will be the very thing that breaks her heart. Because Kai doesn't just want her body-he wants all of her. And when a real gangsta falls in love with a thick girl, he ain't letting go, no matter who has to get out of the way.