India learned early how to survive by paying attention. Growing up in a small, rough city taught her when to speak, when to soften, and when to protect herself. She carries those instincts into corporate spaces that were never designed with her in mind. Alex has never needed to adapt. Power comes naturally to him. Raised in legacy and expectation, he leads with quiet authority, keeping his emotions tightly controlled and his personal life even more so. When their worlds collide, attraction becomes something neither can name without consequence. Identity, power, and unspoken desire blur the lines they've spent years maintaining.

Janeisha "Neisha" Bambi has always survived by keeping a low profile. She don't get caught up in the kind of business that comes with bodies, secrets, and street names that echo. But all it takes is one night-one favor for her best friend-to slide her straight into the orbit of Seven "Saint" Carter. Saint is discipline wrapped in menace. A man the streets don't just respect,they fear. The type Neisha promised herself she'd never look at twice. He doesn't chase, beg, or explain. Yet somehow, he does all of this for her. And when that calm, unreadable gaze settles on Neisha, her careful world starts to crack. Now Saint's patience is running out, Neisha's defenses are falling apart and the pull between them is starting to feel less like a choice and more like fate. He's trying to shield her from the life he lives. She's trying to decide if loving him is salvation or self-destruction.

Isys never planned on starting over alone. After the passing of her son's father, the young single mom has learned to move in silence, trust no one, and keep her world small just her 5 year old son Kyser, her brushes, and her job as a makeup artist. Between juggling clients and dealing with her overprotective (and annoying) older brother Kamal, romance is the last thing on her mind... until she crosses path with Kai. Kai, a calm but confident tech CEO with a legacy to uphold, sees something in Isys she doesn't see in herself.... stregth, softness, and a heart worth fighting for. He wants more than her smile, more than her time.... he wants a chance. But trust again feels dangerous. Loving again feels impossible. And Kai might be everything she need if she's willing to let him in.

𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐊𝐈'𝐒 𝐂𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐐𝐔𝐄!

"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."

Jream "Tiny" Mallory is used to being overlooked. At 5'3" with a soft baby voice, small curves, and a heart too big for her own good, she's the sweet nurse everybody loves-but nobody really sees. She spends her nights patching up strangers, never expecting her life to change... until she saves Cassius "Cash" Vale, a cocky underground street boxer with a reputation for breaking jaws and never losing a fight. From the moment he lays eyes on her caramel skin and hears that shy baby voice scolding him, Cash is hooked. She's nothing like the women he's used to-soft, shy, and too good for his world. But Cash doesn't do goodbyes or missed chances. If he wants something, he takes it. And he wants Tiny-all of her. So when Jream tries to keep her distance, Cash makes the decision for her. One night, he snatches her, claiming she belongs to him. What starts as a dangerous game of obsession turns into something deeper as he slowly breaks through her insecurities with his daily compliments, endless worship of her tiny frame, and the kind of love she never thought she deserved. But loving a man like Cash comes with risks. His world is violent, and being his woman makes her a target. When an enemy uses her to get revenge, Cash will have to fight the biggest battle of his life-not just in the ring, but for the woman who stole his heart. A slow-burn hood romance full of cocky banter, obsessive love, and R&B vibes-perfect for fans of Jade Jones and Jahquel J.

𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, a young investigator refuses to stay silent when a friend goes missing. Giselle is determined, relentless, and fearless, chasing every lead no matter the danger. But the deeper she digs, the darker the truth becomes, and the closer she gets to people she thought she knew. Every ally could be a threat. Every answer could be a trap. And some secrets are so twisted, they'll make her question everything she believes about trust, loyalty, and the people she loves. In a world where witnesses lie and danger lurks in the shadows, how far will Giselle go to uncover the truth-and how much will she risk before it's too late?