Masai and Koda were supposed to kill each other. Leaders of rival gangs, raised by the streets, built on hate and loyalty. But when a setup turns into something deeper, they find themselves caught in a slow-burning connection that neither of them can explain. They're both dominant. Both dangerous. Both confused as hell. But the more time they spend together, the harder it gets to act like this ain't something. This ain't a love story. It's something... Crazy. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ "Then surprisingly, I wouldn't be upset." His voice lowered a notch. "But maybe I'm just crazy... right along wit you."

Ve don't smile in pictures. Don't like mirrors either. With acne that feels louder than her voice some days, she learned early how to fade into the background and clown first so nobody could clown her. Then Gwap walked in - gold chain, slick Charger, hood energy heavy - and stared dead at her face like it was art. He don't talk much. Ain't friendly to nobody. But somehow, with her, he's soft. Now Ve's stuck between believing his words or the voice in her head that's been dragging her since middle school. 'Cause loving herself? That was never part of the plan. Not until him. Start: June 5, 2025 End:

"Threw away your love letters, I thought it'd made me feel better..."

"𝙄𝙣 𝙖 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 𝙛𝙪𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙛 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙤𝙨, 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙗𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙢𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙚."

𝐰𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲. ɴᴏᴇʟʟᴇ & ɴᴀʀᴅᴏ ʟɪᴠᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀᴍᴇ ᴀʀᴇᴀ ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇɴ'ᴛ ᴍᴇᴛ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ɪɴ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ. ᴏɴᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴡᴏ ꜰɪɴᴀʟʟʏ ᴍᴇᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ ɢᴇᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛᴜᴀʟʟʏ ᴄᴏɴɴᴇᴄᴛ ᴏɴ ᴀ ᴅᴇᴇᴘᴇʀ ʟᴇᴠᴇʟ. ɴᴀʀᴅᴏ's ᴄᴀʀᴇᴇʀ ɪs sᴛᴀʀᴛɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴏꜰꜰ ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴏᴇʟʟᴇ ɪs ʀɪɢʜᴛ ʙʏ ʜɪs sɪᴅᴇ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴜᴘ. ᴛʜʀᴜ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴇs ᴡɪᴛʜ ꜰᴀᴍᴇ: ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏɴᴇʏ, ʜᴀᴛᴇ, ꜰᴀɴs, ᴅɪsᴛᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ, ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ꜰɪɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴡᴀʏ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ. 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚 𝐭𝐫𝐲, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐭.

"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.

I'll be your woman, always NEW CHAPTERS COMING SOON

At 17 years old Amina faced a tragedy that changed the outlook of her life forever, or maybe so what she thought was forever. 8 years later the outlook is challenged by a walking paradox.

"𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝"

Citrine is a quiet girl that owns a flower shop in Detroit. Her world flips when a man comes in to buy a boutique and the next day a woman comes in demanding to know who sent it to her. Citrine is thrown into the world of crime in the Detroit area and doesn't know how to handle it or what to do. However, she can't fight the feelings she develops for the man, who introduced himself as Rio. CURRENTLY FIXING GRAMMAR MISTAKES, STORY WILL REMAIN THE SAME. #2 in Rio #1 in GoodGirls #1 in mannymontana