"What it's called when the patient grow feelings fa therapist?" He asked, and she chuckled, staring at him. "Transference."

"I know ma. Stop fronting. Tell me you miss me." He kissed her in between his words, in love with the way her brown eyes dazed. "I miss you. And your mouth tastes like pickles." She spoke softly, a smile taking over her face once he laughed. "You wanna taste it again?" He stuck his tongue out at her, and she closed her eyes after sucking it into her mouth. She cradled the side of his face, rubbing over his prominent jawline as the kiss deepened. Dayvon's hands went underneath her tank top, breaking the kiss for a moment to get it off. The way he rubbed on her body made her moan again, missing the feeling of his hands on her skin. He hadn't touched her intimately in so long. She'd missed him.

If I was your best friend, I want you 'round all the time (I want you 'round me all the time) Can I be your best friend, If you promise you'll be mine (Girl promise you'll be mine) Your two average bestfriends, well not your average . Read to find out why 💋

❛𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒆?❜ he asked, voice low like it wasn't meant for nobody but her. 𝒛𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐡 didn't speak, just tilted her head a little and stepped in close. she traced one of the tattoos on his arm, finger light like a whisper...when she finally looked up, slow and lazy, doe eyes glinting beneath her lashes--she kissed the corner of his mouth. once, twice--then pulled back. 𝒐𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐢 smirked. ❛𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒔𝒐.❜ ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ She doesn't speak-not out loud, not anymore. Zariah Hart's been quiet since the night she lost everything, and moving to The Palisade at Skyview Apartments was supposed to give her a fresh start. No expectations. No questions. Just peace. But peace gets complicated when a man like Omarion Jordan starts showing up in it. He's nothing like she expected. Tatted, quiet, with eyes that read people better than they speak. A mechanic with a past he doesn't explain-and a presence that says more than his mouth does. He doesn't ask about her silence. She doesn't flinch at his reputation. Somehow, that's enough. What starts as simple glances turns into shared space. What feels like comfort turns to something neither of them planned for. But Atlanta doesn't forget what people try to bury. And sometimes, the loudest truth is the one you never say out loud. 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃: 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐄 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓

"This is not a sob story, it's a love one." In a world of high societal expectations Malaysia is one of the many fighting to reach the goals expected by her family. After being raised by a single mother for half of her life then transitioning to a world with too many overbearing male figures, she's ready to explode. Seymour is the last person she should be with. From his street affiliation, trauma from abandonment, all the way to his baby momma drama he is the blueprint of what should be avoided by someone who is as perfect as she is. Except Malaysia now understood the reason for true rebellion. Everyone in the world understood the hierarchy of societal grounds and why they would never work, but their connection hit too fast, too deep, and quickly becomes dangerous. She was tired of living up to the expectations of her parents and her brothers. It was time for her to take her life back. There was a long list of reasons why they shouldn't have been involved with each-other, but there was only one reason why they should've. That was enough. STARTED ; JANUARY 5th, 2026 PUBLISHED ; FEBRUARY 11th, 2026 FINISHED; March 19th, 2026

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There's always a hand in the darkness, don't grab it.

𝙖 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙜𝙖? 𝙬𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙝𝙞𝙢𝙢𝙢𝙢!! ━━ "Anyways y'all I'm bouta hop off cause I'm so mother fucking hungry that I would eat pork right now" I swiped off Instagram and turned off my phone. Mir moved to go lean on the counter and I fixed my position so I could see his face "I can ask you some?" Nodding my head I waited for him go say something "you love a nigga for real?" Shit do I lie? Pretend as if it's a joke and I'm playing? Laugh it off? Try act like I couldn't hear him? No hablo inglés? Or just keep smiling? Or tell the truth? I'm sure any will work. ━━ y'all the book is unedited!! ranks 🦋 #1 hoodlovestory #1 clingy #1 blackcouples #1 thuglife #1 smutmaybe #2 hoodlove #2 urbanstory #3 shortstory #3 crazylovestory #3 newyork #4 urbanfiction #4 thuglove #5 lovestory #5 urbanromance #6 possessive #8 hoodromance

In a hood where loyalty is rare and betrayal comes easy, two young souls cross paths with nothing but pain in their past and secrets in their future. After losing her mother, she grows up surrounded by street drama, broken friendships, and family struggles that harden her heart. He grows up knowing loss too, learning early that the streets don't love nobody. When their worlds collide, their bond feels different-real in a place where nothing ever is. But in the hood, love always comes with consequences. As tensions rise, friendships fall apart, and dark secrets surface, their connection is tested by forces bigger than both of them. In a world where silence hides truths and the streets never forget, one thing is clear... Some bonds are deeper than blood. And some stories are never what they seem.

La' Reesha Mercer is a big time CEO and president of MERCER STATE BANK. The torch was passed down to her after her father died a year ago of a heart attack. She has been so focused on her career that she hasn't seriously been involved with anyone. Things rapidly change when someone from her past comes into her bank. August Alsina has grown up and has made a name for himself in the music industry. He has had his fair share of women, but his flame secretly burns for La' Reesha Mercer. He was her first six years ago, but he holds a secret that he thinks La'Reesha never new. What will happen when their paths cross after six long years? Will the flame continue to burn or will secrets cause the burnin' flame to go out? STRONG SEXUAL CONTENT!!