He leaned back, looking at her face again before his fingers slid under her chin, lifting it so she had no choice but to meet his eyes. "You love me." He said, shaking his head in mock sympathy. "& that's the most reckless thing you could've ever done." His grip tightened slightly under her jaw, not hard enough to hurt, just enough to remind her that he could. His thumb grazed her jaw, slower this time, respectful almost. "Love doesn't make me weak, baby. It makes me more dangerous. Because I love you back, meaning I now have something to lose." He leaned in until his lips hovered just above hers, their breath mingling. "& I don't like that. Not having shit to lose is what kept me untouchable, now I got a weakness & now we gotta die holding hands because you ain't doing this shit without me & I ain't doing it without you. So, Naytiri, you sure you wanna bleed for me?"

"ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴍʏ ʜᴜꜱʙᴀɴᴅ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴏʀᴇ."

In a world where most believed toxicity was necessary to go through in order to find real love, she brought it to him in the purest way possible. His Angel, the Obsession.

Savannah McCarter is a quiet, determined college student with perfect grades by day - and a secret night job she'll do anything to keep hidden. Stripping pays the bills, but it's the guilt that keeps her up at night. Professor Sincere "Sin" Holloway is respected, feared, and always in control. Known for his sharp mind and colder heart, he doesn't do distractions - until Savannah shows up after class needing help. Neither of them is looking for more. But the tension is thick. The chemistry? Dangerous. And secrets don't stay buried forever.

Olivia Branch is the well known over achiever in her town. She's a kind hearted friendly girl working hard to be something in the future. What happens when she gets a scholarship in another state to the richest boarding school in the world. What happens when she meets Tye? This is a W/W interracial romance. You'll LOVE it.

"And I keep it by the dresser, Just in case a bitch ever try to break my heart, I won't let yo. I still got blood on my denim, that was all the blood that was in her. No more love in a nigga." *ᵖʳᵉᵈᵉᶜᵉˢˢᵒʳ ᵗᵒ ᵗᵇˢ*

Every time Isaiah looked at himself in the mirror, he was constantly reminded of the most traumatic moment of his life. He grew to hate himself until Namiko randomly waltzed into his life one day and began teaching him how to love himself again. It was as if she was his second chance. He'd been so pissed off all night to the point where he was physically shaking like a ticking bomb. This one hug from her felt like the rainbow after a severe thunderstorm. He couldn't believe that his sanity really depended on her. He'd never reached this point of love before. She brought him so much peace. That's why he loved her the way that he did; the reason why he couldn't stand to spend a single second away from her and why he depended on her to keep him sane. She was just it; like a breath of fresh air. He never expected the woman that ended up stealing his heart would be a real life Disney Princess wandering cluelessly around New York City; an autistic one, at that.

"There's more to life then what they're showing you Dai, just get out and explore"

She talk to much, She invade to much, And she's most of all to comfortable. He's mean, He's the plug And most of all I like him.