'𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥, 𝘐 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭 © 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟥， 𝐊𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐘𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐎𝐑 𝖠𝗅𝗅 𝖱𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝖱𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖾𝖽．

𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘢, 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦 𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘯𝘢 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘪'𝘮 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟧， 𝐊𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐘𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐎𝐑 𝖠𝗅𝗅 𝖱𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝖱𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖾𝖽．

𝘪 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘺, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪'𝘭𝘭 𝘱𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘪'𝘮 𝘱𝘰𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟦， 𝐊𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐘𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐎𝐑 𝖠𝗅𝗅 𝖱𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝖱𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖾𝖽．

"ʙᴜᴛ sʜᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ⵊ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʜᴇʀ, ᴡɪsʜ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇsᴛ ʟᴜᴄᴋ ꜰᴏʀ ʜᴇʀ." ☙✩❧✩☙ ☙✩❧✩☙ ☙✩❧✩☙ ☙✩❧✩☙ ☙✩❧✩☙ ☙✩❧✩☙ ɴɪɴᴀ sɪᴍᴏɴᴇ x ʟɪʟ ᴛᴏɴʏ ғᴀɴғɪᴄ. ʷʳⁱᵗᵗᵉⁿ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵖᵘᵇˡⁱˢʰᵉᵈ ᵇʸ ᵖʸⁿᵏᵈⁱᵃʳⁱᵉˢ ☜︎ . 𝖶𝖠𝖱𝖭𝖨𝖭𝖦 ⌨︎︎ : 𝖢𝖮𝖭𝖳𝖠𝖨𝖭𝖲 𝖠𝖫𝖮𝖳 𝖮𝖥 𝖬𝖠𝖳𝖴𝖱𝖨𝖳𝖸！

" 𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚎."☆

Milan Cozart lived on the low-end of Chicago. A part of the city that was unbeknownst to tourists, yet never seemed to leave the front cover of the news... for murders. In this cutthroat slice she called home, there was one rule: Show no mercy. However, when you hold the life of a notorious drug lord in your hands... you may find yourself hesitating. Milan knew the rule, but she also knew who Ramses Young was as well. The man had spared the life of her brother the night her parents had died. Now, he laid bleeding out in her arms. He was meant to die. Because of her, he lived. And, because of her, bodies would drop.

𝘪𝘥𝘬 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘱𝘢𝘥 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯

"She never asked to be chosen second. He never asked to love soft." Ka'Lani Simone Harris spent her whole life watching boys pick her brownskin twin, Imani, first. Every text, every glance, every "you cute but..." - it all ended the same. But when Juelz Amir Thompson steps into her world - quiet, tattooed, hood-smart, and realer than any man she's known - he flips her entire mindset. Only... Ka'Lani ain't sure if he really sees her, or just another shadow of her sister. Juelz got demons. A past that moves quiet but dangerous. And love? That shit was never part of the plan. But Ka'Lani pulls something out of him nobody's ever touched - not his exes, not his block, not even his blood. Now the city watching. Girls throwing shade. Secrets resurfacing. And his enemies? They don't like seeing him soft. But love like this? Ain't soft. It's bold. It's bruised. And it refuses to be background. This ain't no fairytale. This is hood love

just watch how you're talkin when i'm in the picture

- Yeah, I'm mad at you And I know I fucked up, well damn look how you move -