In which Jayhden doesn't understand why Algee won't sell him any more drugs. Will the title of this story change from fuck you to love you? 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐱𝐛𝐥𝐞

Everybody expected Jalen Carter to crash out after prison. Instead, he came home trying to be a father. Trying to stay free. Trying to move differently. Trying not to lose himself again. But Amir Johnson makes that shit difficult. His best friend has been attached to his side since they were kids, still loud, still reckless, still the only person who can get under Jalen's skin without trying. And the closer they get, the harder it becomes to ignore the tension building between them. Now with his baby mama wanting their family back, old street problems resurfacing, and feelings neither of them knows how to handle... everything they built together could either save them- or destroy them..

Shannon Cole has always survived by noticing what others miss. Numbers stick. Faces linger. Conversations don't fade. In the hood, that kind of mind doesn't stay unnoticed-it gets used. Shannon has become a quiet resource, passed between crews whenever something needs remembering, calculating, or confirming. He tells himself it's temporary. Just helping. Just staying afloat. Until everyone wants him. As gangs begin circling closer, access to Shannon turns into competition-and then into risk. Because when too many people want what you know, someone eventually decides you're too valuable to share. Tiger Laurent doesn't compete. He decides. Tiger runs things with calm precision, and when he claims Shannon, it isn't curiosity-it's control. Pulled out of circulation and placed under Tiger's watch, Shannon finds himself safer than he's ever been-and more trapped than he imagined possible. Protection blurs into possession. Use starts to feel permanent. And the more indispensable Shannon becomes, the harder it is to tell whether he's being kept alive... or quietly erased.

Paris Bennett walked away from the badge the day his older brother Elias was murdered. With no answers, no suspects, and no justice, Paris left the force behind-haunted, disillusioned, and hollow. Now he drifts through life as private security for rich kids with too much money and not enough sense, doing whatever it takes to forget the ghosts that still whisper his name. But the past doesn't stay buried. When the city's police chief corners him with a dangerous offer-go undercover in The Syndicate, one of the most ruthless gangs in the city, in exchange for new information about Elias's killer-Paris is forced to return to the life he thought he left behind. One lie. One name. That's all he needs. What he finds instead is Roman LeRoux. Cold, commanding, and impossible to read, Roman is the gang's enigmatic leader with secrets carved into his skin and blood on his hands. As Paris sinks deeper into Roman's world, the lines between duty and desire begin to blur. Trust becomes a luxury he can't afford-and love, a risk he never intended to take. But the deeper Paris goes, the more the lines blur-and the harder it gets to tell who's using who. In a city ruled by shadows and silence, trust is dangerous, love is deadly, and the truth? It might be the most lethal thing of all.

Dorian Reed lives by reason. A disciplined law professor, his life is ruled by order-until one night he sees something he shouldn't. Diamond de la Vega lives by his own law. Powerful, dangerous, impossible to ignore-he finds Dorian, and instead of silencing him, makes him useful. What begins as blackmail becomes obsession. Caught between fear and desire, Dorian must decide which law to follow: the one in his mind, or the one in his heart.

He was never meant to be mine. But when fate gave me a way in, I stayed. Alexander Kensington was born with everything, wealth, grace, legacy. But beneath the perfection lies ruin. A past no one sees. Scars no one touches. A soul quietly unraveling. When his twin sister vanishes days before her arranged marriage, Alexander is forced to take her place, an act of duty that sends him straight into the orbit of Atlas King. Dangerous. Unforgiving. Trapped in a world of violence and shadows. Atlas was never supposed to want him but Alexander was never supposed to feel like home. What begins as cold tension turns into something far more devastating. A slow, aching pull neither of them can escape. In stolen moments and fractured nights, two men learn to choose each other over and over again, even when the world demands they don't. But love, like ruin, leaves its mark and some scars were made to be worshipped. [ Word Count: 200,000 to 260,000 ] ******************************************************* Author's Note: Marked by Ruin contains mature themes and sensitive subject matter that may be triggering for some readers. This includes but is not limited to: - Depictions of trauma - Sexual assault (non-graphic but emotionally heavy) - Mental health struggles (including depression, PTSD, suicidal ideation) - Abuse of power and manipulation - Scenes of violence and underground fighting - Explicit sexual content (18+) This story is a journey of healing, love, and reclamation, but it does not shy away from the darkness its characters endure. Please read with care, and prioritize your well-being above all.

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❝I know you love God or whatever, but I want to do the most unholy things to you.❞ Small towns harbor two types of people: those that live and die within the confines of it, and those that get the hell out while they can. Hudson is one of the lucky few with the means to pack his bags and run as fast as he can once he graduates high school. Although he can't quite cut ties with his family and leave his past in the past, he can take advantage of a fresh start in the city that never sleeps: New York City. College is a chance for Hudson to find out who he really is--and who he wants to be. He's a good boy with a religious knack and a girlfriend back home who doesn't mind that he's saving himself for marriage. His deepest secret that he likes men is neither new nor surprising, more so downright despicable. Damnable, even. When he meets Zane, an eccentric friend of his roommate, his entire earth is turned on its axis and the life he thought he wanted vanishes. Zane opens his eyes to a world of freedom full of lust and sin. And for the love of all things holy, he likes it.

❝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.

"you was there for me when i needed you, so i was trying to do the same." sequel to bodyguard