26 year old Alani Harris has just walked away from an eight year relationship with her high school sweetheart, Kendrick, after walking into his apartment to find him cheating on her. To make matters worse, he was in the middle of cheating on her with two females at the same time. Hurt, heartbroken and confused, Alani left the apartment and drove home to her townhouse where she spent the week cooped up in her room crying her heart out until that one night that changes her life forever... 33 year old Marcus Thomas is on the fence about whether he wants to throw in the towel on his seven year marriage after finding out that his wife has stepped out on him. It would be easy to walk away because although they both have kids from their previous relationship, they don't have any biologically together. Marcus has never stepped out on his wife, although the opportunity has presented itself multiple times seeing as how women are easily attracted to his chocolate complexion with his white teeth and full grown beard, until that one night...

Autumn Hayes has mastered the art of performing-onstage, in her relationship, and in the life she never meant to settle for. Under the haze of club lights she moves like a woman in control, but behind the curtain she returns to a man who breaks her down piece by fragile piece. His lies. His fists. His apologies. The cycle that keeps her trapped in a story she never chose. But when one night pushes her past her breaking point, Autumn is forced to face a terrifying truth: if she doesn't save herself now, she may not survive at all. What begins as an escape becomes a reckoning-one that shakes loose the woman she buried beneath fear and survival. As a quiet, unexpected connection enters her life, Autumn learns what it feels like to be seen without being owned, wanted without being controlled. Yet even gentle hands can't heal wounds she hasn't confronted. Autumn Leaves is a fierce, heart-pounding portrait of a woman fighting her way out of darkness, reclaiming the pieces of herself she once believed were lost. A story of danger, resilience, and the moment a bruised woman realizes she was never meant to fall-only to rise.

Stories of love, growth, and becoming, found in the space between who they were and who they're becoming. Sequel to Between Us.

Love that was supposed to be forbidden , boundaries crossed that wasn't supposed to . How do you fall in love on DEATH ROW ?

"I never have and never will play about you, Blue"

When single mother Zaina leans on her brother's best friend, Malachi, hidden feelings surface, and love, loyalty, and family collide.

It began with a wrong address-and a letter that shouldn't have been read. Kamaria's curiosity sparks a chain of letters that draw her and Zahir into a secret world of vulnerability and trust. Yet when they finally meet, they'll have to discover if reality can live up to the intimacy of their words.

After losing half of her heart, Aurora has to find herself again. Amidst doing that, she finds love from her past. Be a witness to Aurora's growth and love.

Before the crowds screamed his name, before the league talks and the magazine covers, he met her. Calista Marchand. Not the kind of girl you run game on. She was sharp where it counted, soft only when she wanted to be. Real Brooklyn - pretty in the face, slick with the mouth, and solid with her hands if you stepped wrong. She kept her circle small, her loyalty tighter. The kind of woman who knew how to turn silence into safety and side-eyes into shut-ups. Men feared her. Girls tried to be her. She didn't chase, didn't fold, didn't need nobody. Until Ibrahim Montaigne walked into her life like he had all the time in the world. He didn't come with sweet nothings or flashy promises - just steady presence. Intent in his eyes, patience in his chest, and something rare behind the way he looked at her. Like he saw through the polish and the fire, like he knew the woman behind the defense. He didn't try to tame her. He studied her. Let her be exactly who she was. The shift was slow. She still fought when needed, still had a rep in the streets and in the salon chair. But somewhere between nursing exams and late-night block parties, she started saving parts of herself just for him. The quiet parts. The delicate ones. The ones nobody else got close to. And when she crossed that graduation stage, RN-BSN stitched behind her name and her grandmother crying in the crowd - he bragged harder than anyone. Didn't care who was listening. Forget MVP, forget the championship rings. She was the win. She was the headline. The girl from Brooklyn with spitfire in her lungs, gold in her smile, and a softness only he ever got to see. This isn't a story about being chosen. It's about choosing each other. No fairytales. Just Brooklyn grit and a love that never let go.

He holds her heels. She lets her guard down. And in the space between city lights and silence, two people who weren't looking for love start to feel something they can't explain. No drama. No rush. Just raw connection and a spark that won't quit.