𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐄 𝐗 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗧: 𝟬𝟮.𝟬𝟳.𝟮𝟭 𝗘𝗡𝗗: 𝗢𝗡𝗚𝗢𝗜𝗡𝗚

❝ True love has a body count ❞ A teen couple cross the line in a world divided by rival gangs, resulting in love, heartbreak, and tragedy

Hazel had the perfect life. She has everything she could ever want and more. She never imagined what was missing from her new life until she found herself caught in lie after lie trying to make herself complete. After all, if you forget the past, you're bound to repeat it...right?

"you should get what you deserve and that's a nigga like me. you should get what you deserve and that's some of this D." a story about young adults exploring sexuality, life, and love. disclaimer: this book includes very very VERY graphic sex scenes. frequent profanity mild drug use and violence. triggering/controversial subjects. * - an original writing by me, please do not steal my work. i don't play those games.

Winner of the Watty's 2017 Awards ✿ Destruction is a form of creation; buildings crumbled as he walked past. Khari Spence, trapped in a city steeped in hatred, longs to embrace his true self even if it means risking everything. He finds a fragile refuge in an old apartment with peeling wallpaper and blank journal pages -- and hopefully in a girl. Milo Locke, disillusioned with the hollow lure of materialism, seeks to rid the ideologies her parents forced onto her. When their worlds collide, will they help each other heal from past wounds, or will their secrets tear them apart?

Spiteful words make for lasting first impressions. Is it possible to overcome or will it lay the foundation for mistrust and secrecy? ○○○○○ He takes her hand gently, his eyes unrelenting. She holds her breath, unsure of what was coming next. 'I'll always wait for you.' He whispers softly. 'B-but why?' she questions, averting his eyes. He lifts her chin forcing her to look at him, her eyes brimming with tears. He gently kisses her forehead, placing his against hers. 'Because you're worth every moment.' Cover Art by @suavenovaa on IG 💚

"Open the door." He says again. I twist the knife in my hand. My first instinct is always to protect myself, to have my guard up at all times. And everything about this man screams danger. It's written into his DNA. I hear him sigh. "I just want to talk."

I don't know why I've ended up here// but at least i have you// and you have me// and i know we can face this hell....together - Karma