"We accept the love we think we deserve." - Stephen Chbosky

" 𝙄'𝘼 𝘾𝘼𝙉 𝙎𝙀𝙀 𝙒𝙃𝘼𝙏 𝙔𝙐𝙃 𝙂𝙊𝙄𝙉 𝙏𝙃𝙍𝙊𝙐𝙂𝙃 𝘼𝙉𝘿 𝙄𝙏𝙎 𝙏𝙀𝙍𝙍𝙄𝘽𝙇𝙀, 𝙉𝙊 . 𝘾𝘼𝙉𝙏 𝘾𝙃𝘼𝙉𝙂𝙀 𝙒𝙃𝙀𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙍 𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝙂𝙊 . " @𝘼𝙇𝙇 𝙍𝙄𝙂𝙃𝙏𝙎 𝙍𝙀𝙎𝙀𝙍𝙑𝙀𝘿 𝙎𝙇𝙊𝙒 𝙐𝙋𝘿𝘼𝙏𝙀𝙎 .

" 𝘸𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘭 𝘯𝘨𝘢 „ | if u here then just read.

☙❦❧☙❦❧☙❦❧☙❦❧☙❦❧☙❦❧☙❦❧☙❦❧☙❦❧☙❦❧☙❦❧ 𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬... 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐰𝐚𝐲.

❝Can't have anybody knowin' I fuck witchu.❞ 𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐓 • /ɪˈlɪsɪt/ 𝘢𝘥𝘫𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 something forbidden, secret, or morally questionable-like a relationship, action, or desire that goes against the rules, whether societal, legal, or personal.

She's used to being alone-no love, no drama, just her peace. But then he comes along, moving different, making her feel things she ain't never felt before. Some love ain't meant to be rushed. It's built to last.

Pushing himself from the door Gulian neared her, standing in front of her. "I want you to stop seeing 𝙝𝙞𝙢, that's what I want." Kyomi scoffed as she shook her head. "Why would I stop doing that? Just 'cause you call yourself asking nicely?"

Keona Brooks swore she'd never get caught up with a man from the streets again. Cold, independent, and building her own come-up, she promised herself she'd keep her distance from the chaos, the guns, the trap life that already took too much from her. But then there's Kai Jones. The kind of man who makes the hood bow when he steps out. Six-foot-three, tattoos telling stories of blood and loyalty, a voice that commands respect, and eyes that never ask-they take. Keona knew better. Kai didn't care. What starts as tension between a woman who refuses to be owned and a man who doesn't know how to let go spirals into something addictive, messy, and dangerous. Between late-night shootouts, whispered threats, and a passion too raw to tame, Keona finds herself drowning in the very thing she swore she'd never touch again. In his world, love isn't soft. It's possession. It's fire. And walking away might be the only thing deadlier than staying.

All she wanted was one night. Serenity Monet is young, rich, and successful-but none of that keeps the late-night loneliness away. She's done being the good girl. Done pretending she's satisfied. One night, tired of the silence and her own touch, she slips into a nightclub with one goal in mind: find someone, take him home, and forget about everything else. What she doesn't expect... is him. Malik Cross is smooth, hood-rich, and dangerously magnetic. Their conversation is easy. Their chemistry? Instant. Serenity takes him home that night thinking it's nothing more than a steamy escape from her boredom. But Malik? He's been waiting for this moment. Because Serenity isn't just a stranger at the club. She's his obsession. His fantasy. The woman he's been watching from afar for months. And now that he's finally inside her world, he has no plans of leaving. She wanted one night. He wants forever. Even if he has to take it by force.

Five years after leaving Detroit behind, Lani, Kash, and their son Egypt settle into a new life in Houston-big house, fresh start, and fewer ghosts from the past. Across the street, Isaiah and Hasan are raising their daughter Saryn, balancing love, family, and the heat of the city. What starts as friendly hellos between neighbors quickly turns into late-night conversations, playful tension, and unexpected sparks. With Kash's possessive streak, Hasan's watchful eyes, and Lani and Isaiah caught somewhere between curiosity and temptation, the neighborhood's about to feel a whole lot smaller. Love, loyalty, and desire all blur together in this messy, funny, and dangerously intimate story about chosen family and the lines we can't help but cross.