Janeisha "Neisha" Bambi has always survived by keeping a low profile. She don't get caught up in the kind of business that comes with bodies, secrets, and street names that echo. But all it takes is one night-one favor for her best friend-to slide her straight into the orbit of Seven "Saint" Carter. Saint is discipline wrapped in menace. A man the streets don't just respect,they fear. The type Neisha promised herself she'd never look at twice. He doesn't chase, beg, or explain. Yet somehow, he does all of this for her. And when that calm, unreadable gaze settles on Neisha, her careful world starts to crack. Now Saint's patience is running out, Neisha's defenses are falling apart and the pull between them is starting to feel less like a choice and more like fate. He's trying to shield her from the life he lives. She's trying to decide if loving him is salvation or self-destruction.

Layla didn't know what peace was, for as long as she could remember she struggled, until she meets Dayvon, a street nigga with a cold heart, but is there more to him?

"You can't see the future. I might have a chance. You don't know for sure." He mumbled, making her expression soften. "M-my mom used to tell me t-that birds still sing even after a storm. Why shouldn't people feel as free t-to delight in whatever sunlight remains to them?" Samir stopped talking for a moment to regather himself so that he didn't stutter, but Nina froze completely. "You don't have to settle with him Nina. It's been five years an-and you're not a-as happy as you should be. You smile differently with me.. and you cry a lot with him. I just think that you deserve to enjoy your time with someone other than h-him for a minute because there's still sunlight out there for you too, even if you can't see it yet." How did he become her source of 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐞 so 𝐞𝐟𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐥𝐲? A short story.

"its fucked up how we met but thats my baby now"

Why you can't leave this shit alone can't you see this shit is tearing us apart" Kai cried begging his boyfriend to stop going down the path he's going "I gotta get out here and get it on tooka I can't go for nun of that shit " he said slamming the door and leaving out the house

Philophobia fear of emotional attachment; fear of being in, or falling in love. This is lowkey a toxic book😫.

In a new city full of cold streets and hotter secrets, four lives get tangled in ways nobody planned. Masai and Koda are building a life together in Toronto - a home, a business, and a future for their son. But when Bry and Azir step into their world, friendship starts to blur into something riskier. Banter turns into heat, glances turn into touches, and trust gets tested in ways that can't be undone. It's Unexpected....

Best friends...to lovers...maybe? A gangster love story

In the East Side Gang, Amir just so happens to be King's favorite.

Sincere wasn't supposed to survive, let alone fall in love with both his roommates. Broke, bold, and barely holdin' it together, Sincere crashes into a life of stability, sex, and chaos with a couple that refuses to play by the rules. Polyamorous book.