Mal and B - A Toxic Love Story Kamal "Mal" is 25 years old and he still doesn't want to settle down. The drug money is rolling in faster than ever and the new club is thriving. He lives a fast life on and off the street. He's in a better space right now than he's been in for awhile until he meets B. Brandon is 21 and his newest office distraction. But he has a whole lot going on. He's trying to fix his family and has a baby on the way. But he's far from happy. He's fighting for something bigger than himself but everything is lacking and curiosity is drawing him in. What happens when their lives collide. When one can't slow down enough and the other is hurt and still in denial? Can the possessiveness be put to an end? Will curiosity and lies ruin the relationship? How lost can they get? Or does the family come first? How much toxic is too much? Well it can never be too much. Can it? Mal loves Danger and Danger is what B is to him.

They called Alessria a monster. They crowned Kathryn a saint. Accused of poisoning her half-sister - the beloved future queen of Etheria - Alessria is branded a traitor and sentenced to death. No trial. No mercy. No chance to defend herself. The kingdom celebrates as she is left to die in the dungeons, convinced the villain has finally been defeated. But Alessria never touched the poison. Every cruel rumor. Every false accusation. Every moment she was painted as dangerous was part of a flawless lie-one carefully crafted by the very sister she once loved, protected, and trusted. Death should have been the end of her story. Instead, Alessria wakes up fifteen years in the past, trapped in her thirteen-year-old body, with the memories of her death still burning in her mind. This time, she knows the truth. This time, she knows how everything will unfold. And this time, she refuses to lose. Given a second chance by the Gods above, Alessria begins dismantling Kathryn's schemes before they can take root-pulling at loose threads, exposing cracks in the perfect image the kingdom worships. But as fate starts to change, Alessria discovers something far more terrifying than her sister's betrayal. Someone else is watching. Someone else is manipulating the throne. Now, Alessria must do more than survive her past. She must outplay the villain who destroyed her future, uncover the true evil lurking behind Etheria's crown, and reclaim the story that was stolen from her. Because this time? She won't be the villain. She'll be the heroine. (Chapters released every Friday.) (Yes, the cover photo is AI. No, I don't support AI. I am currently looking for an artist to provide me a new cover photo, and I will take the AI one when I do. Thank you.)

"Why?" Kyzzu's voice trembled as he spoke In His language, both from anger and the tears that still streamed down his face. "Why did you do this to me?!" Winston easily sidestepped Kyzzu's attack, his expression shifting into something cold and distant. Kyzzu's strength failed him, and he nearly collapsed, his body giving way to the weight of his emotions. He was such a fool, a stupid, mindless animal that only cared for himself and some foreigner. Renzi was right the whole time. A cruel smile twisted Winston's lips as he looked down at Kyzzu. "You really took our fling too hard." he said, his tone filled with mockery. "Get this straight, little boy, You were nothing more a means of information and a way to get laid in this jungle, Kyzzu. And besides, you were the one moaning and crying under me to release inside you, is this how you usually do for the men of this village?" Kyzzu's world crumbled as Winston's words hit him like a physical blow. He had been deceived, used, and discarded, and the realization of it tore at his heart. "I trusted you!" Kyzzu cried, his voice breaking. "You made me believe-" "Believe what?" Winston cut him off, his voice icy. "That you were special? That I actually cared about you? How naive. You were just something different, something exotic to keep me entertained. And for that you were at least worth something." Kyzzu dropped to his knees, the knife slipping from his hand as he wept. The betrayal was too much to bear. The man who had once made him feel valued, who had filled him with hope and longing, was now tearing him apart with every cruel word. Winston's laughter echoed in the stillness of the night, the sound devoid of warmth. "Pathetic," he sneered. "You're just like the rest of them-weak, Naïve and foolish." *** Enticing... have a read (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧

In his last life he gave it all to his little brother who was kidnapped at the age of five , recused at the age of sixteen. Extra care - Brother needed it. Parent's support - How could he even ask for it when his brother missed it for eleven years. Brother owed it. Arranged marriage with his best friend - He never wanted it in the first place. They are like bros! So, when his brother showed interest in his best friend , he encouraged it. All he wanted was a happy and complete family. But he never realised that all his efforts to give his brother a family , would separate him from his family. "Your brother is sick ! We can't attend your graduation." - Mother "Just come back after taking the certificate. I think it's serious." - Best friend. .... "Bro , we already left for the trip. Why were you so late ?"- Best friend. "Why didn't you pick up your calls ? Your brother was worried to death. He almost had a panic attack. We started the journey to distract him."- mother. ..... "Your brother is new to the family. How would he know you are allergic to eggs?" - Mother. "Just go to the hospital. Don't ruin his birthday." - Father. "Bro , why did you even eat that cake ? I can't leave the party to accompany you now." - Best friend. ...... He had enough. He loves his brother too but his love shouldn't be one sided "Do you all even care about me ?I am dying here. My allergy is severe. I can die." He shouts with a hoarse voice. "Nobody dies from egg allergy. Don't exaggerate." "You all are my family. You all know how serious it is. My limbs are getting numb." "We are sending the driver." "Is dd's birthday more important than my life ?" That was the last question he asked before his senses went shady. "How can you be jealous of your own brother." That's what he heard for the last time before everything went black. He chuckles in his fate. What a joke his life has become ! Wish he could get another chance , another chance to live once again !

He was born to save the world. He was never taught how to live in it. Kim Taehyung died at eighteen, killing a demon that would have swallowed the realm. He never knew a mother's love. He never felt a lover's touch. He watched from the shadows as others held each other, kissed each other, chose each other. Now, centuries later, he serves as a Luminary in the Silent Halls-tending to the living world from the other side, mission after mission, century after century. He is tired. He is ready to ascend. But the Shaper, a reckless deity, has made a mistake. A naive boy with Taehyung's face and name has died with a soul trapped by unintended harm. Now both souls are stuck-the new one cannot move on, and the real Taehyung cannot ascend. The only solution: Taehyung must return to the modern world. He must inhabit the boy's identity. He must find the person who was hurt and make them happy again. He does not want to go. He is exhausted. He has given everything. But somewhere in a world that no longer believes in heroes, a man named Jeon Jungkook is waiting-and he may be the first person to ever see Taehyung not as a weapon, but as someone worth holding. Top Kook Bottom Tae

They didn't end up in the same space on purpose. Brooklynn is the quiet type. Not shy... just tired. Tired in the "life been heavy for a while now" way. He minds his business, goes to work, comes home, and keeps his world small because that's how he breathes. Azyir is the opposite. Loud, funny, always in motion. ADHD running the wheel every day. Talks so much he forgets to say what he really means. Laughs loud so nobody asks if he's okay. They sit in the same trig class at their HBCU, but they don't talk. They don't dislike each other either. They just... live in two different worlds. Messiah Markell is their professor. Older, calm, strict in the quiet way that makes people sit up straighter. He owns a club downtown called Desirable, but in class he keeps everything controlled. He doesn't like watching people drown in silence or noise. He sees them both slipping. Not failing. Slipping. So he tells them to stay after class. Every day. Not for tutoring. Not for discipline. Just to sit, breathe, work, or not work. A room where nobody has to force themselves to be "okay." And somehow, without anybody planning it... The quiet one. The loud one. And the man who teaches them how to stay. Start learning how to need each other. Not in a fast way. Not in a dramatic way. In the way real connections happen: Slow glances. Shared exhaustion. Walking home together because home doesn't feel safe tonight. Sitting in silence that doesn't hurt. Being seen without having to explain. This is a story about: Black boy rest. Soft dominance. Messy feelings. Learning how to stay present. No fake deep. No forced love. Just real people figuring out how to breathe.

Everybody on campus knew Aquarius, Deshawn, and Latavious. Three freshman football stars. Three brothers. Three boys who swore they were straight. Aquarius was the calm one the leader everybody respected. Deshawn was reckless, aggressive, and impossible to control. Latavious was the pretty favorite who could have anybody he wanted. They came to college focused on football, girls, and making it to the league. Not each other. But somewhere between late-night practices, shared dorm rooms, jealousy fueled arguments, and moments that lasted too long... things started changing. Now the line between brotherhood and something deeper is getting blurry. And the worst part? None of them know how to stop it. Helmet On is a slow-burn poly BxB football romance filled with tension, possessiveness, emotional confusion, masculinity, and messy love.

sincere brooks is used to people making assumptions about him. they see his makeup, his nails, the way he loves anything feminine, and decide they already know who he is. but sincere doesn't care. between helping out in a 1st grade disability classroom, doing hair on the side, and trying to survive his senior year, he has bigger things to worry about. like graduating. nasir woods has his own problems. his music is finally taking off, his followers are growing every day, and everyone expects him to become the next big rapper from the city. with tattoos, confidence, and a reputation that follows him everywhere, nasir seems like he has everything figured out. he doesn't. when a fake relationship is suggested to help boost nasir's image before the release of his first mixtape, sincere agrees to help. it should've been simple. a few pictures. a few dates. a few convincing captions. that's it. but the longer they pretend to be together, the harder it becomes to separate what's real from what's fake. because somewhere between late-night phone calls, shared secrets, and stolen glances, sincere starts falling for the one person he was never supposed to. and if he's not careful, project: pretty might end up breaking more than just the rules.

Rohan died for a lack of sugar, only to wake up in a world of honeyed poison. Reborn as Ruhana Nuri Zain, the "second daughter" of a fallen duchy, he is now the unwanted bride of the iron-fisted Sultan Azamaar Sher Surah. In a court where the Queen Mother's word is law and the shadows have eyes, Rohan carries a secret that could turn his wedding robes into a funeral shroud. He knows the ending of this story.... the rain, the stones, and the blood. To survive, he must rewrite a tragedy before the ink dries on his own grave. Rohan ~ The gods gave me a man's heart and a woman's name, then draped them both in the red silk of a sacrificial lamb. In this city of lions, to be found is to be finished.... but to stay hidden is to die a slow, silent death under the weight of a crown that was never meant for my head....

Book 2 "I'm Forever going to be Crazy about you"