He left a mark I never asked for. Now he wants to finish the piece. Amina Westbrook didn't choose motherhood. But when her younger sister dropped a baby and disappeared, Amina stepped up, raised that little girl as her own, and never looked back. Seven years later, the past comes tatted, cocky, and fine as hell-standing in the grocery store with the same hypnotic eyes her daughter sees in the mirror. Santiago Vega. Zuri's father. The man who left before he ever knew she existed. Now he wants in. He wants time. Forgiveness. A chance to be a father. And every time he shows up with that deep voice and soft smirk, Amina hates how badly she wants to let him. Santiago isn't just showing up for Zuri-he's showing up for her. Fixing things she didn't ask him to fix. Dropping money in her hand like it's his right. Touching her like he already knows how she breaks. Amina's been holding everything together for so long, she doesn't know how to let go. Doesn't know how to want someone who actually stays. But Santiago stays. Through the attitude. The boundaries. The sparks that keep catching fire. And when he finally gets his hands on her? There's nothing soft about it. Now she's spiraling in his sheets, clashing with him in front of her family, and falling harder than she ever meant to. Because Santiago doesn't just want to play daddy. He wants the whole damn family. And this time, he's not leaving until he has them. Ink Don't Lie is a gritty, emotionally charged, standalone romance about second chances, found family, and the kind of love that refuses to walk away.

"No! I don't wanna hear a damn thing you gotta say. You betrayed me!" I said as I snatched my arm away and stormed out without turning back. I got into my car and looked at the scratch in the mirror. As Monte trailed behind me, I quickly pulled out the parking lot and sped home. When I got home, the neighbor was outside on the porch again. He waved, but I couldn't find the strength to wave back and ran into the house before I completely broke down. As soon as I closed the door, I slid to the floor and cried my eyes out. About 5 minutes later, there was a knock on the door. I stayed where I was, thinking it was Monte outside. "Miss?" I heard from the other side of the door. I got up and tried to get myself together the best way I could at the moment and looked out the peep hole. It was the neighbor.

Kharisma's just an abused , neglected little girl who wants to be loved . Her mama abandoned her , leaving her to feen for herself . What happens when she has no other choice but to turn to Dave East , the local drug dealer . This is a series ( 3 books in one )

COMPLETED 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐠 𝐒𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐩𝐮𝐬𝐡 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲, 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐨𝐢𝐥 𝐂𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐝𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐚𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲... 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓷𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓫𝓮 𝓪 𝓱𝓲𝓰𝓱 𝓫𝓮𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓼

(SLOW UPDATES) Two people from the small state of New York meet in an unexpected way. While he's running the streets she's chasing her dreams. Wild twists & turns happen and found out they already met but how ? Keep reading for more. - PSA: this is my first book so please don't judge ! It progressively gets more better as you read it more.

"You see how we connect baby, this ain't coincidental" Victoria Monet Rhyan is a twenty seven year old who had lost herself due to a past relationship and trauma. Unable to live her life the way she wants she is introduced to Nasir, a thirty one year old who has plans to help Rhyan unlock a side of her that she never knew existed. Join Rhyan as she taken on an emotional and sexual rollercoaster, would Nasir be able to help her find herself ? Stay tuned to find out.

"i'll hold you down, i'm the one gon' hold you down." my works #1.

"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.