Okay i'm a little toxic, you still wanna fuck? 𝐉𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐲 8, 2021 𝐂𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐲 : Supersensitivepisces

"𝖨𝖿 𝖨 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖾𝗏𝖾, 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝖽 𝖻𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖻𝗂𝖽𝖽𝖾𝗇 𝖿𝗋𝗎𝗂𝗍 - 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗆𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖨'𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗇 𝖺 𝖻𝗂𝗍𝖾." Jayda was your average preachers daughter. Bible study, properly dressed, spoiled. It wasn't until she met King Von, otherwise known as Dayvon-that her life was flipped upside down. Usually, the preachers daughter changed, but it seemed like her good aura rubbed off on Von, who couldn't help but get his act together for the sensitive girl...and it all started with attending...church.

She plays for money. They play for keeps.

"If only you were mine.." "Baby I'm thuggin' I can't be yo' boyfriend." WARNING: this book is very fast paced, and very sexual. for my slow burners, check out Shiloh's Paramour🫶🏾.

" 𝐒𝐎 𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐆𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐀 𝐏𝐀𝐘 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐃? " " 𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐓 𝐀𝐒𝐊 𝐌𝐄 𝐍𝐎 𝐃𝐔𝐌𝐁 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐓 , 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐌𝐘 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐀𝐓?"

Soriyah and Derek's story. 18+

When a self-made beauty boss tries to leave her toxic past behind, she crosses paths with New York's most feared kingpin who's already decided she'll be his, whether she's ready or not.

Not everything that glistens is gold, didn't your mother tell you that growing up?✨ Born with a nothing short of a gold spoon in her mouth as the heir to one of the richest Dynasties in Jamaica, the young Ms.Carter has life set out for her. From her father's affluent gifts to the lifestyle she upholds, some could only dream to live like her for even a mere a day. But is it really all it seems? The glitz, the glamour, luxury?

Two guarded souls who recognize the ache in each other, trying not to fall too hard but drawn together anyway. Their love simmers beneath the surface-fierce, quiet, and complicated. He's her storm in silence; she's his peace in chaos *Unedited 𝑷𝑼𝑹𝑷𝑳𝑬𝑹𝑨𝑨𝑰𝑵 _® Started: 12/13/22 Published: 12/23/22 End: 12/29/23

Some connections don't burn. They ache. Quietly. Constantly. Onika Maraj has never had to fight for attention. Born into generational wealth, her life is all curated elegance and effortless charm. But at 21, the glimmer is starting to dull. She's bored with privilege, numb to men who talk too much, and tired of being told who she's supposed to be. Until brunch at Nobu. Until a woman she's only heard of walks in-quiet, composed, untouchable. Beyoncé Knowles. At 37, Beyoncé is all legacy and silence. A name, a presence, a mother, and a woman who doesn't look twice. But for the first time in a long time, someone looks at her like they see the parts of her she's buried. They don't speak. Not yet. But something settles under the skin. And when fate brings them face to face again-at a gala neither of them wants to attend-the ache deepens. This isn't a story of falling fast. It's about holding back. And wanting anyway. This is the beginning of the yearn.