𝐈'𝐦 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 Start: December 29, 2021 Ended: August 27, 2023

He prayed for her in the dark. She begged to God for him to let her go. Ky'leigh Ace thought loving a man like Julian "Toro" Cortez was just part of growing up in the Southside. But when he got locked up, she found out the truth: being in love with a gang member was one thing-raising his daughter alone was another. Six years later, he's back. Fresh out. Full of pain, pride, and poison. But Ky has changed. She's colder now. Stronger. Smarter. And she's been keeping Jurnee away from the streets. But Julian doesn't play when it comes to his daughter. Or Ky. In the world they come from, love ain't sweet-it's war. And every night, somebody's out there whispering a Lover's Prayer just to survive it.

𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐘𝐨𝐮.

"That I fumbled your heart Should've let go of my past for you, damn You did everything I asked of you Traveled cross country if I asked you to But I'm just bad for you I fumbled your heart"

"Don't hurt me Khari promise me." "I promise Safari I won't" Season 1

𝐝𝐞·𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭·𝐞𝐝 /𝐝əˈ𝐦𝐞𝐧(𝐭)ə𝐝/ 𝐚𝐝𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝟏.𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫, 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐒𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬: 𝐦𝐚𝐝 ,𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐞, 𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝, 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐨𝐧𝐞'𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝, 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐞'𝐬 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝, 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐳𝐞𝐝, 𝐥𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐜 ,𝐮𝐧𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐝 ,𝐨𝐫 𝐮𝐧𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 ( editing one chapter a day)

"What it's called when the patient grow feelings fa therapist?" He asked, and she chuckled, staring at him. "Transference."

What happens when you fall for your brother's best friend? The story of Serenity & Jabari.

"You got three seconds to open this door before I kick that bitch in," a deep voice growled through the wood. Zamara's heart jumped. She wasn't expecting nobody-especially not a man with a voice that rough and mean. "Nigga, who the fuck-" she started, yanking the door open. And immediately regretted it. He stood there like a shadow from hell. Tall. Broad. Tatted. And mad as fuck. A black hoodie hugged his body, revealing a Glock tucked at his hip. "Where. The fuck. Is Kyndall?" he asked low and slow. Zamara crossed her arms over her chest, attitude activated. "I don't know, and I damn sure ain't scared of you standing here mean-mugging like you somebody daddy." A smirk curled on his lips. "You should be scared, ma." Then he leaned in, real close. "But lucky for you... I don't hit women. I just fuck 'em crazy and make sure they don't walk right for three days." Her breath caught, but her mouth didn't. "Boy, please." "You gon' be sayin that from my bed soon. Watch."

At twenty-three, Kori thought she had love all figured out: steady boundaries, clear intentions, no room for chaos. But then there's Three. Three's twenty-five with a heavy past and an even heavier heart. The streets taught him to move ruthless, but one look at Kori had him rethinking everything. What starts as a friendship becomes calls that run too long and rides that don't end at the curb. Three falls first while Kori keeps drawing lines he's ready to cross. He's learning to heal. She's learning to trust. Together they're walking a line between danger and devotion. Where every laugh, every glance, every silence feels like more than it should. This isn't just a love story. It's a slow burn in real time with two hearts circling the fire, daring each other to step closer.