In which, Noah becomes Mar's white boy.

Cee Ayers doesn't let people in-he's got walls built from years of learning that trust is dangerous. Zeph Carter doesn't need an invitation-he sees through the silence, through the sarcasm, and meets Cee exactly where he is. What starts as an easy friendship shifts into something heavier, something neither of them expected. But love-real love-means letting yourself be seen, even when it's terrifying. Sample Scene: Cee was sprawled on Zeph's bed, noise-canceling headphones on, iPad in hand, locked into his game. He barely noticed when the mattress dipped, barely reacted when Zeph's warmth pressed against him. Then Zeph slid on top of him. Cee exhaled through his nose, adjusting his grip on the iPad, ignoring the weight pressing him into the mattress. A slow, deliberate kiss landed on his neck. Then another. Cee tapped his screen. "Move." Zeph didn't. Instead, he bit down gently, then soothed the spot with his tongue. Cee tensed. "Zeph." Zeph hummed against his skin, pressing more kisses, dragging his lips up the side of Cee's throat. His hands settled on Cee's ribs, thumbs rubbing slow circles. Cee's fingers twitched around the iPad. He tried to focus. He really did. Then Zeph bit again, harder this time. Cee sighed, dropping the iPad onto his chest and yanking off the headphones. "You deadass?" Zeph grinned against his skin. "Been deadass." Cee huffed, tilting his head to the side in surrender. "You so fuckin' annoying." Zeph just chuckled, lips finding Cee's jaw. "Yeah, but you love me though."

Kareem and Santi's bond starts off complicated, but as they grow closer, their love becomes undeniable. From casual encounters to living together, they learn that love is in the quiet moments and simple touches.

In this black college romance, former childhood friends Marcus and Elijah reconnect after a bitter fallout. As they navigate old wounds, new challenges, and their growing feelings, they find love and trust again with the support of friends like Marcus's loyal and humorous best friend, Tyrell.

A story of unspoken truths and undeniable connections, where every moment pulls you deeper into lives that feel as raw and real as your own.

A gritty urban romance tracking a barber's unexpected connection with a tough single dad, revealing vulnerability through haircuts, family, and unspoken desires.

Trey been grindin' since he was a kid. At 23, he tryna leave that street life alone, workin' at a car shop and keepin' his circle small. He don't trust easy, don't talk much, and damn sure don't got time for drama. Zay, 21, is the type to say whatever on his mind. He loud, got a bad attitude, and stay outside-hustlin', fightin', and talkin' shit. He known in the neighborhood for runnin' his mouth and gettin' into trouble.

19y old Syris has his eyes on 20y old Samaj. Samaj is works for the gang Syris's uncle runs. What happens when Syris and Samaj start to mess with each other and have to keep it on the low from his uncle.

"I shoot yo ass right na slime" "do it"

The words escaped the pages of a popular webnovel and the peaceful everyday had been corrupted in calamity. In simpler words, there was a damn apocalypse occurring. And in a particular building, overlooking the chaotic streets, two idiots flirted. "Do you want to rebel against your destiny?" the voice is firm and confident in its careless allure, promising a deal among the rubbles of this disaster. The man's lips curved dangerously, and he tilted his chin. "Then I'm in your hands, Joker." --- One sentence summery: In which an apocalypse has begun, and a certain delinquent 'accidentally' seduces his boss. Even shorter summery: deadly insulting machine MC x face looks good to punch (lovingly) ML