Zymir has loved Israel longer than he'll ever admit. He never yells at him. Never stays mad. Never lets him get hurt. But what happens when the streets catch up, secrets spill, and love can't stay unspoken forever.

Kameron Carter spent three years turning himself into a name the industry couldn't ignore - magazine covers, high fashion campaigns, viral moments, all of it. Fame kept him busy, kept him numb, kept him far away from the one person he could never get over. Saint. He wasn't supposed to see him again. But grief drags Kam back to Chicago, and suddenly the past he buried is standing right in front of him, looking better, looking worse, looking like trouble he still wants. And just like that, everything Kam built starts slipping - the discipline, the distance, the version of himself the world thinks they know. The city is louder, the spotlight harsher, and the internet is watching every move he makes... especially the ones he swears he isn't making with Saint. Between paparazzi flash, industry politics, secret reunions, online chaos, and the kind of chemistry that never learned how to die, Kam finds himself right back where he started: wanting the one man he promised himself he'd never love again. Fame made him shine. Saint makes him unravel. And the line between passion and disaster? Yeah... they're way too good at crossing it.

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Prince is a chart-topping rapper hiding behind fame, control, and silence. Trey is a dancer chasing his dreams with nothing but talent and hope. When their paths cross on tour, attraction simmers in stolen glances, quiet moments, and dangerous proximity. As Prince fights the truth he's buried and Trey risks his heart again, love becomes something neither of them can outrun especially in a world watching closely, waiting for them to slip. "Stop actin like you don't wanna be around a nigga," Prince murmured in Trey's ear right before everything changed.

Don't let 'em steal your heart.

"We can have our differences. We can argue, debate, scream, yell, or cry. However, at least we are talking. If we are talking, we will figure it out. Because I like you, Wicked. I like you so much that I can overcome anything with you. I want to become yours. I want to call you my soul."

Josiah came to college for one thing focus, graduate, and stay out of trouble. Omari is trouble. A street-smart gang leader with a reputation that follows him everywhere, Omari isn't the kind of person Josiah should be talking to... let alone laughing with. But somewhere between late-night walks, unexpected conversations, and moments that feel a little too real, lines start to blur. Because this wasn't supposed to happen. Not between them. And definitely not in a world where love like theirs comes with consequences.

Braylon thought a new apartment meant a fresh start. Instead, he ran into Dakota-his neighbor with a smart mouth, a stare that cuts, and a way of getting under his skin. One complex. Two tenants. Too much tension.

❝𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐞. 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬." 𝐈 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐢𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠.❞ "You listening to me for once? Crazyyy." He put his phone down, full attention on me. "C'mere den, sexy. We ain't got nothing but time." He bit his lip. Oh yeah, he was sumn serious cause that lil one two gon get me and him in trouble. . . . Dominic Winters didn't believe in love. Well, that sounded a bit harsh. He just didn't really think it was worth the effort. Why settle for one person when there were so many people who wanted him? So many to romance? He wasn't trying to be a playboy but it just ended up that way. His whole philosophy was "Marriage is a scam. Divorcing is inevitable. Every man and woman alike fell to his feet. There was no discrimination with him. Black, White, They, Them, She, He. He liked them all. It was mere fun to him, like a hobby to go along with his career he was building in college as the quarterback who was on a mission to make it to the big leagues all while keeping his grades in check and hanging with his boys. That's all it ever was for him. Then.. someone new came around. Someone who changed his routine of jumping from one person to the next. Dom was cool with everyone. He said wassup to everyone but when the new sophomore gave him nothing, no reaction, no interest, he was butt hurt to say the least. It even bruised his ego a bit. Messiah Hughes transferred to this new, better college. A fresh start to a shitty past year. It took a toll on him and he needed to get away, he had to. EXTENDES SYNOPSIS INSIDE. Updates every 3-7 days.

Ian's pov *sigh* life is full of adventures, I had a beautiful family, where I used to live with my parents and siblings. I'm the youngest one among the siblings, they all pampers me so much But one day my parents told me I was a part of one of the biggest mafia family in our country and I had to return to them. Since then my life becomes a mess Ian : yes I do "Now I announce you both husband and husband" *everyone starts clapping and cheering for the newly wed couple* "you may kiss your husband" The dangerously hansome man look into my eyes, took my both hands on his and kiss me on the lips "we wish the newly wed couple a very happy married life". Yes I'm married, and my husband is non other than Alberto Romanov, the future leader of Romanov Empire Alberto Romanov: listen I don't love you, this was a forced marriage so don't hope for too much expectations How is Ian going to survive in his adventures life? read to know more hope everyone will like it this is my first ever story that I'm writing on Wattpad