A Don with no concept of what love entails stubbles upon a Nurse who sets his heart straight.

"Hello, Sincere. How are you feeling today?" "Same as everyday, can't sleep, can't eat.." I trailed off, looking down at Sinclair who had a perfect mixture of both V and I. "That's not good." She said and I shrugged. "None of this is." I said and she nodded understandingly. "Have faith." She said, placing her hand on my shoulder and I nodded. I tried hard to keep the tears in because I had to be strong for everybody. The family was really going through it and I just wanted her back in my arms. V had my heart and if I lost her for good, I'd never look for love again. The doctor walked out as I sat there quietly and Clair looked over my face while she made spit bubbles. I bit my bottom lip, holding back tears as I looked at V laying there with tubes in her. Not able to hold on any longer, I broke down. "Baybeh, I need you..." I trailed off, shaking my head. "I need you so bad, I can't do this shit. I can't do life with you." I explained, looking down at the floor. "We need you, ma." My voice cracked, looking over to Sinclair who was still looking up at me. "Our baybeh girl is so beautiful, ma. I want you to see her, I want you to see her grow up. I want you to be here with us.." I trailed off, collecting my words. I wiped my face as more tears poured down and I shook my head, sighing deeply. "Wake up, baybeh." I spoke, breaking down as I bit my bottom lip.

Tahje Love Walker is a 24-year-old cardiothoracic surgeon from the small community of Vanity Fair, Linstead. She grew up living a normal life with her parents and a sister close to her age. For most of her life, Tahje dreamed of becoming a lawyer, but everything changed when her mother was diagnosed with a serious heart condition. Determined to save people like her mother, Tahje shifted her focus and worked tirelessly, with the unwavering support of her parents, to achieve her new goal. Years passed, and now she is one of the top cardiothoracic surgeons at Kingston Public Hospital. Ashtrey Ja'ior Kestrel, a notorious 20-year-old contract killer, also grew up with a normal life. However, as the saying goes, friends can lead you astray, and that's exactly what happened to him. Known for his ruthless precision and multiple run-ins with the police, Ashtrey has somehow managed to avoid punishment time and time again. Whispers of corruption, police ties, and bloody payoffs follow him everywhere he goes. He is not someone who takes losing lightly, especially when it comes to what or who captures his attention. When Tahje and Ashtrey's worlds collide, secrets will unravel, loyalties will be tested, and their lives will change forever. Will they find a way to trust each other despite their differences, or will their collision lead to destruction for them both?

When the streets raise you hard, and love tries to soften the blow... Kael Carter is the king of the block-a drug empire under his command, respect in every corner, and loyalty that runs deeper than blood. Feared by many and trusted by few, Kael isn't used to wanting anything he can't control. But when he crosses paths with Amira Brooks, a successful, soft-spoken nurse with a sharp tongue and a softer heart, he finds himself craving something the streets never taught him how to hold: real love. Amira lives a life of discipline, luxury, and peace earned through years of hustle and heartbreak. She's plus-size, proud, and not interested in being anyone's project or prize. When Kael enters her world-hood charm, quiet power, and a dangerous past in tow-he turns everything upside down. Despite his intensity, his clinginess, and the ever-present shadow of his baby mother, something in him makes her pause. He's rough. She's refined. He runs the block. She runs the halls of the ER. And in a world where loyalty often masquerades as love, both will have to learn the difference. With jealousy brewing, secrets rising, and emotions growing deeper than either expected, Kael and Amira must decide if love is worth the risk-or just another loss waiting to happen.

What's one thing that's every mortician's fear you might ask? I mean what fear should one have when they are literally dealing with the dead? Well....for Alafia Harris there's only one fear that lurks in the walls of Pearl's Funeral Home. The fear of a body that's been pronounced dead somehow coming alive. That's impossible! One might say....but is it? ✗ Disclaimer⚠️! This book will contain -graphic mentions of death, -torture -sexual intercourse -Gore -Stalking -etc It is merely fiction, therefore treat it as such. NO THIS IS NOT A DUPPY STORY... Nothing written within this book is morally acceptable by the writer. However, this is Wattpad and there's no sense of morality here. Do not read if you may be uncomfortable!

Dr. Monáe Blackwell is a highly educated OBGYN, committed to her patients and her career. King is a younger slightly rude construction worker. ******************** I heard his footsteps behind me but I avoided him as I walked through the curtain and into the living room. "A you me a talk to enuh." "I'm not arguing with nobody's child." I said as I put on my shoes and walked out the door. I didn't notice that he was following me until I was at the gap in the fence. "Child? Mi a big man. Yuh think 25 a pickney?" Again I didn't answer. I focused my attention on the fence and tried to maneuver through the wire. Just my luck, the wires hooked the back of my leggings waist. "See it deh, you get hook. Mi just fi lef you right yasso." ********** This is a cutesy book!! Nothing tumultuous❤️❤️

ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs ᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴠᴇʀs ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ᴀ ᴛʀɪᴄᴋʏ ᴛʜɪɴɢ, ᴄᴀɴ ᴛʜᴇsᴇ ᴛᴡᴏ sᴛᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴇsᴛ ᴏғ ᴛɪᴍᴇ, ᴏʀ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴀ ᴛʜɪʀᴅ ᴘᴀʀᴛʏ ʟᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴄʀᴜᴍᴘʟᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪɴᴅ?

Earning a bachelor's degree in business and owning a professional cleaning service gave her the financial security that too many young women craved but failed to obtain. Though Sorrow's business acumen gave her the freedom to make any decisions she wished, difficulties in her previous love life left Sorrow somewhat jaded concerning the opposite sex. Based on her experiences, Sorry Olivia Shay makes up her mind that decent men no longer exist. Instead of searching for someone to share her accomplishments with, she invests most of her time in building her business. All is well as far as Sorrow is concerned until one unexpected event occurs in her life. A loner his entire life, Eli Asher Greenfield has never been confused with the "Jock" or the "Life of the Party". For better or worse, Asher is the "Nice Guy," and unfortunately for him, they say nice guys always finish last... or do they? Prosecuting Attorney Greenfield is a socially awkward introvert, who manages to navigate the painful yet shameful existence of a divorcee. By focusing his attention on his career, Asher secures an existence with no further mishaps. With pencil-sharp features, a tall lean frame, and an air of nerdy sophistication that some might consider "Dorky Sexiness", Asher loses himself in work to shield himself from women and the failures he associates with them. What will become of Asher and Sorrow when their business relationship takes an unexpected turn for which neither of them is prepared? This is a Curvy Community Romance: #DISCLOSURE #CelebrateBlackStories #Curvy #Community #EyesLipsFierce ⛔️TRIGGER WARNING: This story is MATURE. There are explicit depictions of sexual acts written within the context of this story. If this is offensive or triggering for you, please do not read this story. Thanks.⛔️

"Please Jesus, free me of the spirit of lust." "I know that relationships built under your word can last forever. So free me of the thought, free me of the feeling and free me from my flesh trying to cloud my judgement." "I don't worship lust, sex or desire. I worship you Jesus, please don't allow me to lose sight of that." "In Jesus name, I pray." "Amen." I spoke desperately as I stood up from my knees.

Definitely wouldnt read, buttttttt .... Together they navigate through the treacherous shadows of love. -Liloandrice