Angel never expected the boy who kissed her at a church picnic to become the one who'd break her. Years later, they're no longer kids playing in the dirt-they're teens carrying silence, secrets, and everything they were never taught to say. Angel just wants peace. Malik wants redemption. But love? That's the part neither of them knows how to hold without hurting. Baptized in Fear is a Southern slow-burn filled with tension, vulnerability, and the kind of love that asks: what if they stay this time?

𝘒𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘯'𝘴 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴.. 𝘚𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘈𝘶𝘨𝘶𝘴𝘵. 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘺.

Camya and Sy'aire have been friends for a while, meeting through there close friends, but the longing stares and the hidden touches always kept them wondering if there was something more between them but neither one ever spoke on it, Sy'aire kept his guard up with anybody that came across him, many people knew about him for being straight forward and blunt and most didn't like it but they still were attracted to him by his imitating demeanor and looks, he didn't have no interest in them, but when he's around Camya it's a different story, no matter how much he told his self to stop, he couldn't keep his eyes off her, when Camya finds herself a man, Sy'aire still finds his self wanting her heart, mind and soul so he can take care of her the right way, even if the man is his cousin.

"Solè, why'd you stay?" "Because, Zaire... you the first thing that ever felt worth staying for." ❀ 🝳 ❀ Harlem held the noise. Solè gave Zaire the quiet. Zaire Knox, Harlem's quiet storm, known for his ties to the streets and a gaze that read people faster than they could lie to him. Respected. Feared. Loved. With scars buried deeper than his tattoos, he never planned to love soft. Until a Harlem vinyl shop left behind by his late grandfather forces him to slow down, to breathe, to find his real purpose in the world beyond the streets. Solè Sinclair, soft but unbreakable, raised by her father after loss. By day, she serves warmth behind the counter of a café. By night, she disappears into her art, trying to paint the parts of herself no one ever sees. When their worlds cross, the city shifts. What starts off tense and unexpected turns tender. Together, they learn love can hold you just as fierce as the streets ever did, and softer, too. But love in Harlem always asks one question: what are you willing to risk when the heart wants more than the streets ever offered? A Harlem story. A hood love. A soft place to land. ❀ 🝳 ❀

ROME He wasn't looking for love. Hell, he barely trusted loyalty. With a past soaked in pain, betrayal, and blood, Roman Carter, better known to the world as ROME, built his name from the ground up. Platinum plaques, sold-out shows, and a reputation that kept both fans and enemies on edge. The industry knew him as a menace, the blogs called him dangerous, but beneath it all was a man still carrying ghosts. And he planned to keep it that way, until her. KALI She wasn't just good at her job, she was the best. A high-profile PR powerhouse known for fixing the unfixable. From red carpet scandals to career-saving rebrands, Kali Raye's name rang bells behind the scenes of Hollywood's biggest stars. Her world was sleek, polished, and calculated. Just how she liked it. Until it all unraveled. The career. The relationship. The control. One by one, everything Kali thought she had a handle on started slipping. And somehow, the one man she was supposed to keep at a distance became the one she couldn't let go. Now, with the industry watching, reputations on the line, and emotions running hotter than ever, Kali has to decide what's worth protecting: the image she built or the man threatening to break down every wall she's ever had. This wasn't supposed to be a love story. Until it was.

When a self-made beauty boss tries to leave her toxic past behind, she crosses paths with New York's most feared kingpin who's already decided she'll be his, whether she's ready or not.

requiem (noun) re·qui·em a mass (= a Christian ceremony) at which people honor and pray for a dead person.

every single night, Blu thought about her, she sat inside him like bones. her smile, her eyes, her laugh, her cry; he could never get her out of his head. Maze Grant. but she wasn't the girl next door- she was his roommate- and she was far more than a sexy dancer or a hypnotic video vixen... she was his best friend. and no matter how much the lines blurred, that's all they ever would be...just friends. (right?)

"Guys like you don't go for girls like me..." "Good thing I'm not like most guys then, huh?"

Hooked onto drugs, no family, no guidance or sanity until she met HIM. Cover Creds: @Triceynexttdoor ❤️ -BLICKY.