𝖢𝖺𝗂𝗓𝖾𝗇-𝗮 𝗳𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗱𝗿𝘂𝗴 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗽𝗶𝗻 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘀𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘀 𝗮𝘀 𝗱𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝗮𝘀 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗿𝗼𝗼𝘁𝘀-𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗥𝗶𝗰𝗵𝗺𝗼𝗻𝗱, 𝗮 𝗰𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝘀𝗼𝗮𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗱, 𝗽𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘂𝗻𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝘂𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀. 𝗔𝗰𝗿𝗼𝘀𝘀 𝘁𝗼𝘄𝗻, 𝖠𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗂𝖺, 𝗮 𝗳𝗶𝗲𝗿𝗰𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗽 𝗰𝗹𝘂𝗯 𝗼𝘄𝗻𝗲𝗿, 𝗳𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝘁𝗲𝗰𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗳𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗹𝘆'𝘀 𝗹𝗲𝗴𝗮𝗰𝘆 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲. 𝗪𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗽𝗮𝘁𝗵𝘀 𝗰𝗿𝗼𝘀𝘀, 𝘀𝗽𝗮𝗿𝗸𝘀 𝗶𝗴𝗻𝗶𝘁𝗲-𝘀𝗹𝗼𝘄, 𝗱𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿𝗼𝘂𝘀, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗻𝗶𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲. 𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘀 𝗮𝘀 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝘆 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗴𝘂𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝗮 𝗯𝗼𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗻𝗴𝗲𝘀 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗿𝘂𝘀𝘁, 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝗶𝗿𝗲, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝘂𝗿𝘃𝗶𝘃𝗮𝗹. 𝗜𝗻 𝗮 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝘆𝗮𝗹𝘁𝘆 𝗶𝘀 𝗮 𝗴𝗮𝗺𝗯𝗹𝗲, 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗻𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗿𝗲𝗯𝘂𝗶𝗹𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺-𝗼𝗿 𝗯𝘂𝗿𝗻 𝗶𝘁 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗱𝗼𝘄𝗻.

Oaklyn Summers is focused. A full-time dental student by day, a no-nonsense stripper by night-she's got dreams bigger than the poles she dances on. Cold-hearted in the club and allergic to distractions, the only thing she's chasing is her degree... and a way out. Milo Henderson is feared. A kingpin since the age of nineteen, he runs Miami's streets with quiet precision and ruthless power. He doesn't trust, doesn't love, and definitely doesn't get caught up with dancers. Until her. When Milo walks into Scarlet Night, he doesn't come for a show-he comes for her. And from the moment their eyes meet, Oaklyn's rules start to unravel. She's beauty and brains. He's bullets and blood money. They're fire and ice-opposites in every way, but somehow, drawn to each other like fate got involved. In a city full of temptation, betrayal, and secrets... Can love survive where loyalty barely does? Or will their worlds collide and burn everything in the crossfire?

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Blossom lives a double life-by day, she's just another woman trying to survive; by night, she's the star of one of the city's hottest clubs. What no one knows is that she's the daughter of a powerful mafia boss. When Kyrie, a famous rapper with dangerous street ties, spots her, he sees more than beauty-he sees leverage. Kidnapped and forced into his deadly game, Blossom becomes the perfect weapon in Kyrie's plan to bring her father's empire to its knees. But as the lines between captor and captive blur, secrets spill, loyalties shift, and Blossom is forced to choose between the family she thought she knew and the man who might destroy it all.

When Hurricane Katrina tore through New Orleans, it didn't just destroy homes-it destroyed lives, families... and the unbreakable bond between two best friends. Dejahnae and Kentrell were inseparable, the kind of connection that felt destined, unshakable. Until the storm came and ripped them apart without warning. In the chaos, they lost everything-including each other. Left with nothing but grief and unanswered questions, both were forced to survive in a world that no longer felt like home. Ten years later, survival looks different. Kentrell is now a chart-topping rapper, known for his raw lyrics and haunted sound-but behind the fame is a man still drowning in the past. The storm never really left him. Nightmares, guilt, and a pain he can't outrun follow him everywhere he goes. And no matter how far he's come, he never stopped searching for the one person he lost that night. Dejahnae, now a trauma therapist, has dedicated her life to helping others heal... even though she never truly healed herself. She's learned how to carry pain, how to bury it, how to smile through it-but not how to let it go. When fate unexpectedly brings them face-to-face again, the reunion isn't what either of them imagined. Because love didn't disappear that night... but trust did. Old wounds reopen, buried truths rise to the surface, and the question they've both avoided for years finally demands an answer- Did you leave me... or did I lose you? As past and present collide, Dejahnae and Kentrell must confront the storm that still lives inside them. Because this time, it's not just about finding each other again... It's about deciding if they can survive each other.

Detective Milaya Buckles goes undercover to take down Kash, a former drug dealer turned music executive. Their cat-and-mouse game turns into a dangerous game of love and betrayal as Milaya is drawn to Kash's charm and he knows she's undercover.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ Nour Delour doesn't chase men. She manufactures them. Shapes their desire with oils, honey, blood, and flame. In her Harlem candle boutique, every scent has a spell, every wick a whisper of old Southern rootwork passed down from women who knew how to make love feel like a fever. So when Rajah Thomas━the ex who ghosted her, walks by her shop window with his new girl on his arm, Nour doesn't cry. She gets even. She carves his name into wax, mixes it with her own essence, then lights the candle her grandmother warned her never to use: the 𝗪𝗮𝘅 𝗛𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁. It doesn't just draw Rajah back━it 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘴 him. And this time, he returns with wet eyes, trembling hands, and a craving he can't explain. He's starving for her aroma, her skin, her darkness. He says her name like a prayer. Cries when she lets him taste her. Tells her he'll never leave again. But obsession has a cost, and magic always demands balance. As the flame burns lower, Rajah unravels. He starts sleeping outside her door. Sobbing when she doesn't answer. Losing jobs, friends, time. As for Nour? She's not untouched. She's sweating through her sheets. Moaning his name in her sleep. Bleeding from places that shouldn't bleed. The spell has tethered them by more than lust━it's welded their souls into something unnatural, and if she tries to break it, 𝘪𝘵 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩. Still, there's a part of her━the part that wanted this━that isn't ready to let go. Because this love? It's not soft. It's not safe. It's 𝗱𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗹𝘆. 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐒𝐔𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄. @GLOSSNEILES ON THE COVER ART.