When a suburban Black girl meets a hard life Hispanic boy.

Welcome to Columbia University! Go Lions 🦁 Two people who are completely different discover that they're the missing pieces of each others lives. Milo teaches Ravyn how to slow down. Ravyn teaches Milo how to actually live.

BOOK 1 OF THE "NEURO-" SERIES (can be read as stand-alone) EXERPT: I gasp. Ally takes full opportunity of this and entangles his tongue with mine. He then reaches into my shorts and touches my bare heat. I let out a soft cry and feel my back arch. He's barely touching me but it's already the best feeling I've ever experienced. "Fuck, Beautiful, you're soaked," he mutters against my lips. He pulls back and looks into my eyes. "Are you okay if I keep touching you here?" I nod softly. "Y-yes please." He smirks before going back to my neck. His long fingers softly rub my clit, causing me to let out soft moans. The movements he makes are so effortless that it makes it seem like he's known my body for years. Not to mention his skillful mouth leaving love bites along my skin. I run my fingers through his hair and let out a whimper. "I-it's so g-good- ah!" His fingers easily slip into me. *•*•* Honor Robinson has been a prodigy for the CIA since she was twelve. After four years of solitude, she's suddenly asked to go undercover as CEO Alejandro Vasquez's girlfriend and find out who's attacking him. It's just supposed to be a simple mission, but truths are unfolded, bullets are shot, and emotions run wild. Will the two be able to keep their relationship professional, or will it all unravel like their world around them? In-book Synopsis written: 7/8/24 New synopsis written: 8/5/25

Armand Volkova is not a man who believes in fate. At twenty-five, the Russian-French mafia heir is already a name soaked in blood and whispered in fear. Tattooed, cold-eyed, and carved from stone, Armand moves through Manhattan like a wolf in a designer suit-dangerous, untouchable, and completely detached from the glittering world around him. That is, until she crashes into him-literally. Aimará Dunham is everything he's not. A Spanish-Ethiopian Olympic figure skater from London, she's all soft curls, warm brown eyes, and the kind of poise only the world's stage can give. Graceful, brilliant, and entirely unaware of the storm she just collided with. Living alone in Manhattan for college, she only wanted coffee that day... not a collision with the city's most dangerous man. For Armand, it's love at first sight. Obsession, even. A fixation he can't understand-but doesn't want to escape. He wants her. Needs her. Not just in his bed, but in his arms, in his life, in every bloodstained part of it. For Aimará, he's an enigma-hauntingly beautiful, but cold, strange, and far too intense. Their connection is undeniable, but hers is a slow burn... complicated by instincts that scream he's hiding something lethal. As secrets unravel and her perfect world begins to darken, Aimará finds herself pulled deeper into Armand's orbit. But when the truth surfaces-when she discovers who he truly is-will she run? Or will she stay with the devil who treats her like an angel?

When a bubbly track star meets a grumpy Dutch baller... A college sports romance between two polar opposites.

This was my first ever book as I started and ended this book sometime in 2023-24. I edited a little, but not much so read at your own risk... Brianna takes Aiden hoodie off before going back to kissing him as he slides his hands under her tank top, cupping her breast making her kiss him harder. She then abruptly stops making Aiden snap his eyes open. "What?" He ask her as she cups his face looking him directly in his eyes. "I love you Aiden. Like seriously I really do." She says making him chuckle at how random she said it but when he looked back at her she seemed so very serious. "Come on Brianna, you know I'll love you always and forever," he said while kissing all over her face which made her laugh. "You're so corny." She playfully pushes his face away from hers making him laugh. "I'm serious. Like forever and ever and ever-" but she cuts him off as she rolls her eyes and kisses him again.

"Our love was a case we both lost." When a brilliant lawyer and her ruthless prosecutor husband turn their marriage into the most brutal case they've ever fought, love becomes the one verdict neither of them can win-or walk away from. *** Naomi Carter is a fiercely intelligent lawyer with a near-perfect winning streak of 97% cases won. The only times she ever loses is to her husband. She's sharp, controlled, and commanding in the courtroom, but behind closed doors, she hides a woman who's never truly learned how to love. Nathaniel Carter is a ruthless prosecutor, relentless in his pursuit of justice, and impossible to read. Driven by a fierce need for control, he struggles to keep his own life from unraveling. He's the one man who knows his wife's weaknesses and exploits them with a quiet intensity, stirring both her frustration and desire. Their marriage is a constant battleground, scarred by a shared tragedy neither can overcome. Join these two broken souls as they fight to protect themselves while craving the one thing they fear most: each other. *** #1 in bwwm #1 in eroticromance #1 in blackwoman #1 in enemies #1 in grief #1 in childloss #1 in pregnancy #1 in brokenmarriage #1 in loverstoenemies #1 in darkromance #2 in mentalhealth #2 in enemiestolovers #1 in romance #1 in secondchanceromance

sequel to R U S S O. Anastasia Bailey is in love, but not everyone is equipped to push through the downs of their relationship. Watching her boyfriend, Mateo Russo, make a lifelong dream of his come true while scoring a spot as a Raiders cheerleader herself, their lives were supposed to be easy. But it wasn't. *black female lead and latino male lead*

Janeisha "Neisha" Bambi has always survived by keeping a low profile. She don't get caught up in the kind of business that comes with bodies, secrets, and street names that echo. But all it takes is one night-one favor for her best friend-to slide her straight into the orbit of Seven "Saint" Carter. Saint is discipline wrapped in menace. A man the streets don't just respect,they fear. The type Neisha promised herself she'd never look at twice. He doesn't chase, beg, or explain. Yet somehow, he does all of this for her. And when that calm, unreadable gaze settles on Neisha, her careful world starts to crack. Now Saint's patience is running out, Neisha's defenses are falling apart and the pull between them is starting to feel less like a choice and more like fate. He's trying to shield her from the life he lives. She's trying to decide if loving him is salvation or self-destruction.

Once upon a time, she wanted something soft. Something safe. But softness doesn't survive in the boroughs, and safety doesn't pay bills. So, she traded fairy tales for champagne rooms, heartbreak for hundred-dollar bills, and love for leverage. No man. No distractions. Just money stacked high enough to make the pain quiet. Then he walks in. Dark skin. Nice beard . Ice on his watch. The kind of presence that hushes a room without saying a word. He doesn't look at her like the others do. He studies her. She gives him the usual slow grind, whispered fantasy, fingertips teasing just enough to make him ache. It's business. It's always business. Until he doesn't slide the usual cash and let her go. He wants a day. Not an hour. Not a private room. A day. And the way he says it makes it sound less like a question... and more like a decision. Rumor has it he's the biggest kingpin in New York. Noemie built her empire on control. On never needing a man. On never letting one see past the body, past the performance. But this one? He sees the hunger. The ambition. The girl she used to be. Noemie has to decide: Is he her biggest payday yet... Or the beginning of the kind of love that costs everything?