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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.

And in that moment, I realized something that I've always known deep down in my heart. I finally understand why my eyes would always cling to him in a room, why my mood would always lighten up whenever he was around, why my world brightened up when I met him- why the sun shined brighter, trees and grass were greener, flowers smelled better. Why he makes my world more beautiful simply by existing in it. It's because I'm in love with him. The type of love that you never knew existed until you finally experience it yourself, the type of love that's hard to put into words because it's a love you've never had for anyone else. And never will. - JAMISON MACK ... And in which, Jamison Mack drunkly kisses his very much in love bestfriend, Hayden Zhang. Shouldn't be much of a problem, they both agree to forget about it. It was a drunken mistake. Nothing more, nothing less. One problem, neither of them can stop thinking about it. What could go wrong? Or in simpler words, a chaotic bisexual pro basketball player who's in love with his playboy footballer bestfriend. highest rankings #1 - interracialbxb #1 - maybesmut #1 - collegebasketball #2 - collegefootball #2 - interracialbxb #3 - lgbtq #3 - interracialbxb #7 - gayromance #13 - interracialbxb

Harlow "Lo" Shakur and Bronx "North" Davis have been at odds for as long as they can remember. Too young to understand why they irritated each other so deeply, too stubborn to ever let it go. Their rivalry became its own language, sharp words, rolled eyes, a rhythm of tension that never fully settled. Then, at seventeen, Harlow disappeared. No warning. No explanation. No goodbye. He vanished like smoke, and with him went every thought, memory, and feeling Bronx refused to examine. Bronx never asked why. Harlow never told. And time did what time always does - it stretched, blurred, softened the edges until even the memories felt unreliable. Bronx told himself he forgot. Told everyone else he didn't care. Seven years later, the past walks back into his life. The air shifts. The walls close in. Old tension stirs awake. And in the small confines of Southgate Flats, two people who swore they hated each other are forced to confront the one truth they've spent years running from: Some things don't stay buried. Some rivalries don't fade. And some people never really leave you alone. Hai, its my first time writing please be nice 😭

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.

She knew him before the chains. Before the fame. Before the diamonds in his mouth. Some loves don't die. All this time Trying to find A little time To ease your mind

"Nah yeen my girl but you my ride or die, fuck titles and allat cause i know im yours and your mine." -PnB Rock

She was his peace. He was her storm. They found love where thunder never stopped... Just read mf!

𝟎𝟔.𝟎𝟗.𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓-𝟎𝟗.𝟎𝟖.𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓

he only wanted Kylo to himself nobody else should even look at him Sequel to hood love