Sidnee and her boyfriend are doing well, until he starts pressuring her for sex. Soon, he ends up cheating and she now has to move on. What happens when she moves on with someone who hits to close to home. She's been deprived of love for far too long but now, she's found sincere love.

"Talk to me."

When Kyndal Odon, a sharp-tongued and independent college freshman, unexpectedly crosses paths with NFL star Jalen Hurts, she has no idea that a simple encounter will pull her into a world she never cared to be part of. She doesn't know much about football, nor does she care for the fame that comes with it. But Jalen? He's intrigued-maybe even a little too much. With a possessive fiancée watching his every move and a relentless media spotlight, Jalen finds himself drawn to Kyndal's authenticity in ways he never expected. Meanwhile, Kyndal struggles to navigate the tension, torn between keeping her distance and acknowledging the undeniable pull between them. As their worlds collide, secrets unravel, boundaries blur, and what started as an accident may turn into something neither of them saw coming. Because sometimes, life proves that it's more than just a game.

"you're so pretty Jalen,tell me that shit" "i'm pretty mama, fuck stop looking at me like that"

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.

She started off as just his therapist someone who he didn't want to open up to let along see. Meet August and Monah, August one who is going through so much and only wants to better himself for his daughter his mother suggested a therapist in which he thinks is a bad idea he feels like he can better himself on his own he don't need no stranger in his business. Monah on the other hand looks at August as a hard nut that she's willing to crack, she sees his pain and wants nothing better than to help him out. What may seems like pointless therapy sessions to August ends up being a steamy situation for the both of them.

"I know I ain't perfect, but you know I'm still gon' try"

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"I thought I told yo ass to get on birth control?" Shawn asked harshly I rolled my eyes facing away from him "And I thought I told your ass I'm not doing that because of the amount of side effects" "Yeah you ending up pregnant" he spat I scoffed "I'm not getting on birth control Shawn so you can forget that shit" I sassed "Who the fuck you talkin to" his voice boomed from his room as I was in his bathroom "You nigga the fuck" I mugged him he chuckled bitterly *** Love can be blinding but the right love, unconditional love will keep you in check and help you see clearer than you've ever seen before. Will Kari, Can Kari find that love?