Urban Stories

She saw her in an alley, covered in blood. And she didn't run. She didn't scream. She didn't call for help. She just looked... and walked away. That should've been the end of it. It wasn't. Because the girl everyone fears? The one they whisper about, the one they run from- She doesn't like being ignored. And the girl who walked away? She's far more dangerous than she looks. What starts as curiosity turns into something worse- something obsessive, dangerous... and impossible to escape. Because some girls don't just fall in love. They consume.

Esme Presley always despised her clumsiness, it was inconvenient and an embarrassing trait to have as an adult. Little did she know her burden may have been a blessing in disguise... bwbm urbanromance agegap

"𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖 made me soft, mama" I said, locking my eyes with Kalani's. Real talk, I love her more than myself. I don't even know who I'd be if she never walked into my life. "I ain't never been soft for nobody, babygirl," I added, just to hear her laugh. Why not read? You may like it.🤭

Darius Cole is in prison-but he never stopped being part of Alina Brooks' life. Raising their three-year-old son alone, Alina tries to move forward, but one phone call is all it takes for Darius to pull her right back into his world. To him, she still belongs to him. To her, escaping him was never that simple. A dark romance about obsession, control, and a love that refuses to let go-even from behind bars.

18 year old Seven is the pride of 12th Street. With a 4.0 GPA, a clean record, and a future that stretches far beyond the projects, she's the "good girl" everyone points to. She lives her life by the book, tucked safely behind the protection of her brother, Serge, and the iron gate of her porch. She's a goldfish in a shark tank, and she knows it. But the walls Serge built are starting to feel thin. Ghost is the first crack in her foundation. He's Serge's right hand, a man who has known Seven since she was in pigtails. He's respectful, steady, and moves through their house with a silent, predatory grace. He knows the "don't touch" policy better than anyone, but the way he watches her from the kitchen door tells a different story. He's the familiar danger, the one who's always there, whispering that he sees the woman she's becoming. Then there is Lucky. If Ghost is the fire, Lucky is the cold, dark eclipse. As the man who runs the neighborhood, he doesn't come inside, and he doesn't play by anyone's rules, not even Serge's. He doesn't talk much. He doesn't have to, his presence is a loud enough statement. Seven is caught in the crosshairs of two different kinds of power. One man is her brother's best friend who respects the house, the other is the street legend who intends to own it. On 12th Street, loyalty is everything... but some temptations are worth the war.

Benet just turned 18 and graduated high school . Benet's mom sent her down to Chicago to get to know her siblings on her father's side , or that's the reason she told Benet . While down there Benet finds herself in the same trouble she was getting into back home . But does Dayvon turn a bad situation into a good situation ?

"Fighting to keep us together, hope it's worth a try." An hbcu love story

❝This is just my truth,❞

2-year-old Anovah Carter has to deal with the colorist parents she was "blessed" with. Her whole life has been filled with pain, sadness, and abuse. Will she ever get away? Farah and Treyton Williams have to live life not being able to conceive their own children. Their marriage has been filled with sadness and pain. Will they ever get their desired child?

the ties that bind.. #2 in kwn nov '25 💃🏼(unruly #1 😏) #2 in kehlani dec '25 ❤️

He prayed for her in the dark. She begged to God for him to let her go. Ky'leigh Ace thought loving a man like Julian "Toro" Cortez was just part of growing up in the Southside. But when he got locked up, she found out the truth: being in love with a gang member was one thing-raising his daughter alone was another. Six years later, he's back. Fresh out. Full of pain, pride, and poison. But Ky has changed. She's colder now. Stronger. Smarter. And she's been keeping Jurnee away from the streets. But Julian doesn't play when it comes to his daughter. Or Ky. In the world they come from, love ain't sweet-it's war. And every night, somebody's out there whispering a Lover's Prayer just to survive it.

"come make a block with me" " no , I'm okay, I need to find my friend so she can take me home" and it was at that moment that I realized how much I regretted riding with Jessi ... " I wasn't asking, and I will drop you off, just text whoever you looking for and tell them you got a ride, so come on" he said calmly. Without arguing, I followed behind him like a fool and got into this 2016 blue mustang and prepared myself for what ever the hell was about to happen. Bruhhhhhhh!!!!!!

𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 a new teacher walks into a classroom she prayed for, a mother watches her family shift beneath her feet, and a man with blood on his hands tries to keep them clean. until feelings get tangled, truths unravel, and love starts showing up in places it shouldn't.

Cover Shop !

"They said you're the best with engines." Ziya didn't look up. "They say a lot of things." "Yeah?" A pause. "Which ones are true?" She tightened the bolt, wiping her hands on a rag like he wasn't standing right there. "None that matter to you." A small chuckle. He stepped closer. Slow. Confident. "I think they do." That's when she finally looked at him. Tattoos. Piercing stare. That kind of smile you already knew was trouble. "...You're in the wrong shop." "Nah," he said, eyes dragging over her like he already figured her out. "I'm exactly where I need to be." Ziya stood up straight. Calm. Unbothered. "Get your car and go." Instead of moving, he leaned against the workbench. "You always this cold?" "You always this irritating?" He grinned wider. "Depends. You always this hard to get?" Her jaw tightened just a little. "I'm not something to get." Silence. Then softer-dangerous. "Everything's something to get." Ziya held his gaze. "Not me." That should've been the end of it. It wasn't. Because he didn't walk away. And Ziya... didn't either. - Late nights under streetlights. Engines screaming down empty roads. Police sirens too close. Money, danger, and lines you don't come back from. Ziya built to escape her past. He lived like he didn't care about his future. And somehow... they crashed into each other anyway. - "You don't want this," she told him. He stepped closer, voice low. "I want you." "You don't even know me." "I don't need to." Her heart stuttered-just once. Wrong move. Because he noticed. And now? He wasn't letting go. - She runs from everything. He chases anything that runs. And this time... he's not playing to lose.

When a 26-year-old librarian Jacqueline Thomson discovers a strange man on the ground during an earthquake, strange things started to happen around London as monsters and creatures start encroaching Jacqueline's daily life while it seems like the strange man somehow knows what he is doing...the man she calls Mister Halladay. (This is a Doctor Who fanfic that's set in an alternate universe that's still the same of the main Whoniverse in many ways, but some things added in the canon with my own stuff. Basically, you can say it's an AU fanfic with my own Doctor/Companion but won't appear until later lol)

A Crown She Laid Down He used her. And when he no longer needed her... he let her go. Aylin Demirsoy had everything wealth, status, a powerful family name. But none of that mattered when the man she loved looked at her and said he didn't want her anymore. He rose. She fell. And she was carrying his child. Unmarried. Unprotected. Unwanted. When her family forces her to choose between their name and her unborn baby, Aylin makes a decision that changes everything. She walks away from privilege, inheritance, and the life she was raised for choosing exile over abandonment. Years later, she's no longer the naive girl who believed in promises. She's a mother. A survivor. A woman who rebuilt herself from silence. But when a man who loves without ambition and stays without conditions enters her life... Aylin must decide if her heart can risk breaking again. This is not a revenge story. This story is about healing and correcting the mistakes. This is a survival story. Of a woman who was discarded... and came back unbreakable. ---

"Okay, let me just preface by saying, watching my childhood home burn down was not part of my life plan. Neither was borrowing a car or trying to outrun a police dog. " "A night in jail or stealing some guys first kiss weren't part of the plan either but with luck like mine, these things are bound to happen. Don't worry it'll make more sense. Let's just start from the very beginning". TRIGGER WARNING - Slight sexual content -Strong Language -Violence -Drug and Alcohol use -Strict Parenting

Thoughts from the throne Random Off the dome Candle

Set in St. Maarten, this story follows a dancehall artist searching for direction in a place where music never sleeps. What begins as a simple show at a beachside bar turns into a moment that changes everything. Through late nights, island rhythms, and unexpected connections, he learns that success isn't just about the spotlight it's about knowing when to listen to the music and when to listen to himself.