"So when you gon' stop playing and let me hit that shit, Zuria?" Mitch asked while he smoked a blunt in my mother's living room and we both sat on the floor. "Let you hit this?" I asked, raising an eyebrow as I watched him blow smoke into the air. "Yeah." He smirked, cockily. "How about when you learn how to talk to your girlfriend?" I took the blunt out of this hands and smashed it on the ashtray that was on the coffee table. "Whatchu do that for?" He bit his bottom lip, leaning into me. "Hm?" He went on, softly biting my neck. "I've told you, you can't smoke in here, Mitchell." "You're really not even supposed to be here." I said to him, considering my mother did not condone boys in her house but here he was. He'd completely ignored me though as he mushed his head into my neck, leaving small kisses. "Stop." I whined playfully as he pushed himself up onto me and kissed my lips, pushing me backwards with our lips still attached. "Mitch." I spoke nervously as he climbed on top of me while I now laid my back onto the carpet. "Let me hit that shit, ma." He spoke softly into my ear as he continued leaving kisses on my neck. "Mitch, we cant. My mom will be home from work soon." I expressed to him but he ran his hands up my school skirt anyway. "Stop bitchin'." "Let me finally pop that cherry, Z." He spoke, putting his lips on mine as he slowly moved my underwear aside and rubbed his fingers against my Girl. "Mm." I moaned, unfamiliar with this feeling but it felt great. And though I knew my mother would be here soon, I no longer wanted to stop. He continued rubbing it as I laid there, looking up into his eyes. As I did, he smirked down at me and I smiled small, rubbing a hand down his cheek. I was so in love with this boy.

"Hello Mr and Mrs Moore. Do you know why my father and I have called you here this evening?" I said as I sat down and reached for my cigar box. "No Mr Bianchi we have no idea why, we must admit it came as quite a shock when we heard you wanted to talk business with us." The pretty African American woman said from across him. Hm, he didn't tell her. What a shame. Not wanting to be the barer of bad news I slowly clipped the end of my cigar watching as the tip of it fell in the ashtray. I leaned over the table and pulled my lighter from the box and lit it while the cigar hung from my mouth. I took a few puffs still stalling since I didn't want to see my future mother in law cry. Because with the news I bare she surely will. ___________________________________ A story where a made man has come to collect what is his from a deal made long ago.

An autistic girl sheltered her whole life gets a taste of danger once she meets a thug named Santiago Perez. ​Santiago "Ghost" Perez set his eyes on Zari one time and has never left her alone since "Checkin' your location, I'm wishin' I was close to you I left my heart on the West End, I can't wait to get home to you"

"Cain, if you can't leave the streets for me and our baby, then me and you, we're done." I pointed between the two of us as tears streamed down my face and he bit his lip, looking down at the floor before he looked back up into my eyes. "Aight." "Shit over then, babygirl."

Ciara, Ends up falling pregnant with her abusive boyfriends baby. She left with the baby but is he truly gone out their life? Zane, Famous model, bunch of family secrets + history with mafia. He ends up noticing Ciara from a mile away.

Recently moving to the west coast, Daniela Parker expected a shift when moving with her mother and brother to Los Angeles. Daniela didn't think she had anything to worry about since her brother is an A+ student, and she stayed out of people's business. But when a known gangster, Enrique González, put his eyes on her, she had trouble avoiding the charming brown-eyed man with a background of violence. *black female lead and latino male lead* #1 in the U.S 4/25/25

Thirteen years have passed, and the Brewster kids once innocent and wide-eyed are now bold, bruised, and brilliantly complex adults and teenagers, each carrying the weight of their family's turbulent past. Set against the glittering yet gritty backdrop of Southern California, The Street: Book 2 follows the next generation as they fiercely navigate fame, betrayal, love, and legacy. Now living under the golden sun of Los Angeles, the Brewsters try desperately to rebuild trust, reconnect emotionally, and rediscover themselves.