It's simple. If you're alone, you avoid heartbreak. At least that is what newly eligible bachelor, Dallas Grant, believed. He had no intentions of finding love again, but life's unpredictable timing and odd occurrences tossed young renaissance woman Tatum Bryant into his orbit and made him question everything. Just as they both decide to take a chance and allow space for their undeniable attraction to grow, that same unpredictable timing and their own everchanging desires prove that despite how simple it sounds, lonely hearts like themselves are capable of being broken.

"You just gotta trust me baby." *** Lourdes Brown has been hurt, badly. Instead of fully healing from her trauma, she turns to drowning her sorrows in work and school. She refuses to let herself get hurt again and has made a vow to not entertain the idea of a relationship until she has graduated from college and secured her dream job. Rashir Martin is a basketball prodigy and on the road to being drafted into the NBA. Being an attractive basketball player comes with its perks including parties, women, alcohol, and popularity. Rashir has told himself he doesn't have time for a relationship if he wants to make it to the NBA and he needs to stay focused with no distractions. When both of these broken souls cross paths, what will happen? DISCLAIMER: this story will consist of swear words and some sexual content. read at your own risk.

She barely blinked. She glared at him in pure fury, her breasts rising and falling , her delicate jaw set with anger. Hot... Her whole body was hot, delicate, awake, alive. To his amazement, his body grew tense and hot and a pulsing sensation stirred in his groins. "She's Matilda.."he reminded himself, but his brain seem to have lost function. " Let me go, Rory" . She managed to whisper, fury shooting from her brown eyes. She could barely breathe, his head was leaned forward. He was also pinning her to the floor in fury. Oh God...he wanted to touch her...to crush her to him. "God... Matilda you are killing me". He said before leaning further to taste her lips. She tried to speak, but instead of finding words, her lower lips trembled as her mouth parted. Then everything she had been wanting to say left her mind as well as her tongue. Matilda Wright finds herself married to handsome Rory Brown for six months. They leave for Maine for their Honeymoon. Weeks turned to months and emotion she buried a long time ago came rushing.

She walks in like the epitome of black girl luxury, but pain follows her. She covers it with bust-down jewelry and white roses. He's quiet, but his presence is loud in itself. Everyone knows him, but she sees right past him. She's confident, but he's more confident. She's fierce, but he makes her cower. Passionate. SADITIFIED.

Do you know what it feels like to have little to no control in your life? Have you ever been told what to do and when to do it by a parent your whole life? Have you ever been taken advantage of by someone you love? Have you ever felt abandoned? Do you know what it feels like to miss so many years of your life because of fear? Danielle Williams does. For twenty-four years Danielle has been Spoken For her whole life, but now she's taking control.

When Kaya Perry graduates college, the last place she wants to go back is Layton, the town that she left behind. She left that place with bad memories and no friends, so there is no way she's looking to go back. So it's really a bummer when the job that she wants is right there in that little town. It's also a bummer when her high school crush is still there as well. Maybe it's possible to find happiness in a place where she never found any. Now completed on Radish Fiction!

Book One of the FAME Trilogy Raya. Michael. Symone. Ray, Mikey, and Mo. No matter which way you put it, you couldn't say one name without mentioning the other two. Those three names together formed the R&B trio that became a soundtrack to a generation. Trinity. Once young teenage girls, they were now grown women, who had lived a life others would have only dreamed of. They stood side by side on stages all around the world, entertaining tens to thousands of people each night. They faced the drama, the love, and the hate their lifestyle could bring. And now, three years after their final concert, they were all in different places in their lives. But as much as things were different, their status and mark on the industry would never change. They would always be one out of three pieces to a perfect puzzle, watched by the eyes of many, envied, and desired. Enter the world of Trinity, and see Symone, Raya, and Michael for who they really are, behind all of the fame and flashing lights.

Selena is unsatisfied and has been for a while. As much as she loves her husband of five years, there is still something missing in her life, and she didn't know what it was until she ran into her old high school sweetheart. When she left, Caleb's world was shattered, but after a considerable amount of time, he's grown into the man he knows Selena deserves. Will he be able to massage his way back into her heart? A hot, spontaneous, sex-filled weekend leads to Selena learning crushing secrets and making some tough decisions.

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Success doesn't equate happiness. I've had to learn that the hard way over the years. With every disappointment, every let down, every heartbreak, my solution was to just achieve something. Gain a new award, a higher accolade, a bigger position. The distractions only work temporarily, but once it dies down you realize that you're left with just you. You realize that you're still alone, still a failure in other aspects of life, and still hiding from the past. My name is Brynn. I got married at nineteen to my college sweetheart, and at the age of twenty four I found myself packing up and leaving him in the middle of the night. During that ungodly hour is when everything starts to hit you, when everything begins to resurface. My husband never attempted to come after me, never even attempted to reach out to me. Yet I still find myself going to sleep with him on my mind. I can still feel his touch if I dream hard enough. I still find myself keeping up with his social media, following his life from a distance. Only in that ungodly hour do I let my fantasies roam free and allow myself to miss him. I allow myself to still love him, still care for him. As long as I know that once morning hits it's back to business, back to being distracted, and back to being alone.