"𝗠𝘆 𝗯𝗶𝘁𝗰𝗵 𝗯𝗮𝗱 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸𝗶𝗻 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗮 𝗯𝗮𝗴 𝗼𝗳 𝗺𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘆"

𝗪𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝘁𝗲𝗮𝗿 𝗰𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗱𝗲𝗺𝗽𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 . 𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝘆 𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲𝗿 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗺𝘆 𝗿𝗲𝗺𝗲𝗱𝘆

At 21, Sayor Nicolé is a focused business analyst finally free from a toxic relationship. She's rebuilding, guarded, and done with chaos-until one late night, an unsolicited dick pic from a stranger changes everything. The sender? Christin "Ace" Amir, a 24-year-old inmate with gold slugs, a reckless charm, and no idea he just disrupted the life of a woman who never played with fire-until now.

Zharai Monét Kevelle and Kaelvion Rhys Montel have been in each other's space for years-she's the loud, funny girl who always has a comeback, and he's the quiet, too-cool type that everybody assumes doesn't laugh. They aren't official. They're not even "talking"... but they can't stay out of each other's way. Every time they link, Zha-Zha teases him-about his waves, his serious face, his music, his "grandpa glasses." What starts as playful arguments slowly turns into them catching real feelings. But Kael moves low-key and doesn't give his heart easily, while Zha-Zha is scared of loving someone who might break her like her past dudes. The question is... will they both stop playing before it's too late?

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.

destructive is a toxic hood love story about zariya, a strong but damaged woman, and trigga, a dangerous street nigga with control issues. they both fall hard, but their love is messy, obsessive, freaky, and full of drama, jealousy, and pain. it's not healthy... but they can't let go.

'you only accept the love you think you deserve.'

Mute, abused, hood, Chicago, saved, kidnapped

Hood love , Baton Rouge, high school, sweetheart

𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦, 𝘐 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘧 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘪'𝘭𝘭 𝘱𝘢𝘺 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘐 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘴𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦. - This isn't a fairytale. It's what happens when love gets mixed with loyalty, and loyalty costs you everything. Kaisya held it down - took time, lost years, and came out different. Tremell swore he'd ride for her, but words don't mean much when life start movin' without you. This story ain't about who was right or wrong. It's about two people who loved each other too hard, too young, and got caught in a world that don't care about love. It's about trying to forgive somebody who made you build yourself from the ground up. So if you're reading this, don't expect perfection. Expect silence, tension, old wounds, and that kind of love you wish you could hate but never really do. Because sometimes, moving on don't mean you stopped feeling-it just means you finally learned how to survive it. - She survived the pain he caused - now she has to face the man who never really stopped being hers.