Janeisha "Neisha" Bambi has always survived by keeping a low profile. She don't get caught up in the kind of business that comes with bodies, secrets, and street names that echo. But all it takes is one night-one favor for her best friend-to slide her straight into the orbit of Seven "Saint" Carter. Saint is discipline wrapped in menace. A man the streets don't just respect,they fear. The type Neisha promised herself she'd never look at twice. He doesn't chase, beg, or explain. Yet somehow, he does all of this for her. And when that calm, unreadable gaze settles on Neisha, her careful world starts to crack. Now Saint's patience is running out, Neisha's defenses are falling apart and the pull between them is starting to feel less like a choice and more like fate. He's trying to shield her from the life he lives. She's trying to decide if loving him is salvation or self-destruction.

Just two streamers.. falling in love..

Childhood enemies. Years apart. Now seniors - and the tension between them is nothing like before.

World ended, zombies everywhere, and I'm stuck tryna figure out who the hell I can trust. Camp supposed to be "safe," but it's full of drama, lies, and people losin' their minds. And then there's Asaan-quiet, fine, mysterious. I ain't expect to catch feelings out here, but now it's like survival ain't just about killin' zombies. It's about who gon' ride for you when the dead close in.

It's too late....

Milan Cozart lived on the low-end of Chicago. A part of the city that was unbeknownst to tourists, yet never seemed to leave the front cover of the news... for murders. In this cutthroat slice she called home, there was one rule: Show no mercy. However, when you hold the life of a notorious drug lord in your hands... you may find yourself hesitating. Milan knew the rule, but she also knew who Ramses Young was as well. The man had spared the life of her brother the night her parents had died. Now, he laid bleeding out in her arms. He was meant to die. Because of her, he lived. And, because of her, bodies would drop.

When Yamir gets out of prison he will be required to meet weekly with Dr. Herman Franklin and parole officer Jaylyn Jefferson. What happens when business mixes with pleasure and the three keep finding themselves falling deeper and deeper. It seems that not only Yamir needs.. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚢 𝚂𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜, a ʟᴏᴠᴇᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴏᴛɪᴄꜱ ᴏʀɪɢɪɴᴀʟꜱ

"ℬ𝒶𝒷𝓎 𝓅𝓁ℯ𝒶𝓈ℯ, 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 ℴ𝓃ℯ 𝓂ℴ𝓇ℯ 𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓃𝒸ℯ"

In this heartfelt urban love story, two Black men from very different worlds cross paths in the most unexpected way-and everything changes. Darius Fraser Wright is a divorced father of three, balancing his intense life as a respected architect and firefighter. He's got responsibilities, scars, and a mama who still calls his grown friends "your little play cousins." Braylon Ramon Edwards? He's a bold, soft-hearted waiter with dreams of owning a bakery, a pen tucked behind his ear, and a smile sweet enough to melt stone. When they meet at Mama Jean's Kitchen, it's supposed to be just lunch. But the pull between them is instant-and undeniable. As Darius and Braylon grow closer, their connection is tested by family expectations, unhealed wounds, and a world that's not always kind to Black queer love. But what if fate brought them together for a reason? What if their love could be the healing they've both been searching for? Secrets, sacrifices, and second chances... The story promises a happy ending. Or does it? Tap in to find out if love really is enough.