I froze. A man was slumped against the graffiti-covered brick wall, blood blooming across his side. His white shirt was soaked through, and there was a gun just inches from his open hand. My heart slammed against my ribs. Run, Skye. You should run. But I didn't. Instead, I dropped my bag and took a cautious step closer. His head lifted. Piercing, icy blue eyes met mine, sharp even through the haze of pain. His face was all sharp edges and shadowed scruff, blood trailing from the corner of his mouth. His accent was thick and rough, like broken glass. "Leave." I shook my head slowly. "You're bleeding. Bad." "Not your concern." His voice was lethal, but he flinched hard when he tried to move. "You're gonna die out here," I whispered, kneeling beside him. My hands trembled as I pressed a napkin from my apron against his side. "I'm studying to be a nurse. Let me help." He stared at me like I was something he couldn't comprehend. A stranger. A softness he didn't trust. Then his hand, heavy and warm, clamped around my wrist-not rough, but firm. "What's your name?" he rasped. "...Skye." A beat passed. Then another. "I am Mikhail." His eyes darkened. "And you shouldn't have found me."

Dark Romance Aziel Cruz never really cared for pretty things, he always thought they break too easy. All he's ever cared for was money, power, and keeping Bed-Stuy afloat. That is until he meets the acclaimed Princess of Manhattan, and she's everything he hates. A polished, and privileged girl bedazzled in pearls. Someone who's never had dirt under her nails or went a day without a meal. But yet, he can't stop watching her. Wanting her. Ruining everything just to get closer. Amara Sinclair had a smile that belonged in front of flashing cameras, and a voice that demanded an audience. All it took was one bad call and Aziel's best worker landed in prison. Her baby brother was stuck in his cross hairs, and so Amara is forced to walk into Aziel's world to fix it, but the Bloodhound Bishop decided right then and there that she wouldn't be leaving it.

*SMUT WARNING* "Breathe, baby, just breathe. You got it. Just inhale and exhale. You've been doing it all your life. You can take it. They're just fingers"...for now When Infinity Maraj sets off for a summer in Spain to celebrate her college graduation take her mind off of a rough break up, she is surprised at the amount of attention she receives as a black woman. At first she drinks it up, finally feeling validated for once. However, that attention soon proves to be too much for her to handle. In this thrilling and sensual cat-and-mouse novela, the stark differences between love and lust are defined and Infinity must learn the hard way, or assume the consequences. ***Don't read this story if you're not ready to have high blood pressure, be horny and shit tears all at the same time.

It was his nickname for you . ( post bp killmonger/reader )

A raw and riveting urban tale where trauma meets tenderness, and two guarded souls find connection in a world of secrets, survival, and slow-burning desire.

Just read * ⚠️ sexual content ⚠️ I don't own these pictures ❌

Brianna is a 22 year old who lives in the hood. She doesn't keep many friends around only her bestfriend Monique. They go to a block party and the biggest drug lord in town backs into her car which causes and argument. They start to hate each other guts, but will things change?

Book 3 of the Girl Next Door series. Ja'lynn and Jakobi are now all grown up.. The 3rd generation.

Started December 27th 2018 Finished January 19th 2019

K'Ari is forced to move back to New York with her grandma after being kicked out by her mother and step father. She soon meets her neighbor, Dave.