"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. ❀ 🝳 ❀

"𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭." 𝘏𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦. "𝘐 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦. 𝘈𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭." 𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘳𝘶𝘣𝘣𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦.

He continues to stare as the young girl hums quietly, while keeping her eyes locked on the book in her hands. At the sound of his footsteps, she suddenly stops reading only to look up and let out a squeal, one that he found adorable. Her already rosy cheeks become even brighter. "Hello." He melts at the sound of her angelic voice and says his next words carefully, softly. "Hi sweetheart." She tilts her head to the side as he unknowingly stares at her with a certain longing. "Who are you?" "I'm Seth. What's your name?" He questions, taking a step into her room. She grins, causing two cute dimples to appear on her cheeks. "Daisy." ~ In which Seth Andrews, who is usually quiet and brooding, becomes captivated by his best friends little sister, Daisy Miller, who believes everyone has at least a little good in them.

Revenge. I'm familiar with it. You have to be when you're the firstborn son of a notorious mafia leader. Death and vengeance have been the very foundations of my life. So who in their fucking mind would be stupid enough to cross me? My brother and I have been wrongfully convicted of a crime we didn't commit. We know who is behind this. We bid our time behind bars, planned and prepared for the day we got out. Now we're free and hungry for redemption. I know what must be done. I know whose blood will be spilled. But before I go after him, I'll go after his daughter. I never said I play fair. *Book one in the Marino Brothers Duet. Rated 18+ due to explicit language, sex, and violence.*

𝐚 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐡 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 ________________________________ 𝐈 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐈 𝐚𝐝𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐢𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐟𝐚𝐬𝐭. 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬. 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠. 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 "𝐂𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞" 𝐛𝐲 𝐄𝐥𝐯𝐢𝐬 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐲. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐑𝐞𝐢𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞. 𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐛 𝐢𝐭. "𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞." 𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞.

Two strangers who complete each other in all the wrong ways. Annie was the typical rich girl. That's what he thought. She was a snobby know-it-all who has no understanding of the hardships in life. Roman was the all-time troublemaker. That's what she thought. Commiting crimes and giving no room for anyone in his heart. anyone but her. He didn't care about life, and she cared about it a little too much. But they complete each other, in all the wrong ways. what can 92 days of summer do...

"The moon is beautiful isn't it?" - Love cut people short, and with her past catching up to her and a new guy she's bound to fall in love with, can she keep up with herself, and her past?

"I love you." He said. And then all of a sudden it made sense. "Gus?" Cristina Emerson and Gavin Gones meet each other in a cliché way, a girl with trauma meets a boy who's sweeter than can be, but is that all it is? Slowly as they fall into each other things start to add up, dreams they share, specific time stamps in their lives. Why are they all the same?

*MENTIONS OF S/A, S/H and SU!C!DE* Louis Gray and Annaliese Monèt are total polar opposites. Apart from the fact they are both very smart. They argue from time to time and always compete to achieve a higher score than the other. However there's a twist to their fate when Annaliese is sent into the future to witness a warning of what will occur on the 1st of December if she doesn't save him in the 30 days of November. ______________ "It was only a kiss Annaliese. It shouldn't of happened. Neither should our friendship of." He knew; he knew that was what had been bothering me and still dragged it on. With those words I felt my heart drop. *book is inspired by 'In 27 Days' by HonorInTheRain however read disclaimer for more about that* #1 November - 17th January 2021