He wasn't always quiet, she brought his voice back out. I watched euphoria and somehow this book was made.

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐠 𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐧... 𝐢 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭. 𝐁𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬, 𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬, 𝐢 𝐠𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭. 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐞, already for a living...

At twenty-three, Genesis Duvétt is building a name for herself one booking at a time-managing her little brother's rising music career while trying to keep her own heart out of the industry's mess. But Chicago wasn't part of the plan... and neither was Saint Bennett. Feared by many, loved by few, Saint is a rising rapper with money, power, and a past that taught him one thing-either you hunt, or you get killed. What starts as strictly business quickly turns into stolen glances, late-night sessions, jealous lovers, and feelings neither of them can afford. Because in Saint's world, once he wants something; ... he won't stop until it's his. "I'ma make you mine... just watch." "Stop saying that, Saint."

"In seven days, God 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 the world. In seven seconds, I 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 mine." A short story.

[ 𝟏𝟐:𝟑𝟑𝐩𝐦 ] 𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳. [ 𝟏:𝟑𝟑𝐩𝐦 ] ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ? [ 𝟖:𝟓𝟓𝐩𝐦 ] 𝘈𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘶𝘱. 𝘖𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘰𝘳. [ 𝐌𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟓, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟔 ] 𝟗:𝟎𝟓𝐩𝐦. "𝘠𝘰𝘶 the only one who got me like this" His familiar drawl pierced the barrier of a door. The only thing that was hindering him from reaching her physically. Emotionally, she built a strong wall of defense based on a foundation of lies told by friends, media, family, you name it. She believed lore instead of the 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨 23 year old male who thought the world of her. "Swear. Open the door before I act a 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘭 outside this bitch and wake the whole neighborhood up"

In this twisted romance, twenty-five-year-old 𝐑𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐠𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐲 thought her biggest problem was keeping her relationship together after seven years. That was until she walked outside one night and saw her boyfriend slumped in the passenger seat of her car, his blood soaking into the leather. He was shot dead, and left to rot in her driveway. Now, all she can do is plead. Plead with the burning eyes, cold stares, and the questions she will never answers to. She'll even plead with the devil she unknowingly let into her life. "Ain't nobody gon' ride for you like me, pretty guh. Rememba' dat." He whispers sweet nothings in her ear, staring deeply into her soul-𝑤𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 her melt into his chest. Caught between grief and suspicion, she leans on the one person she shouldn't-the man who swears he'll protect her, the man with a wicked smile and dark eyes holding much more than the tears he won't let fall. The same man she'll later discover pulled the trigger himself. And when the truth finally comes to light, there's no more pleading. No more tears. Just a gun in her hand and the taste of revenge burning her tongue. Because in the end... 𝑛𝑜 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑛𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑐𝑘𝑒𝑑.

Kamiyah has spent years helping women feel beautiful in the wedding dresses she designs, but no amount of lace, satin, or hand sewn pearls has ever convinced her that she deserves to feel the same. As the owner of a small bridal boutique in Chicago, she's mastered the art of making every bride shine while quietly hiding from her own reflection. A few storefronts away, Dayvon Bennett owns one of the busiest barbershops in the neighborhood, a place where everybody gathers, laughs, argues, and feels at home. What starts as exchanged glances across the street slowly turns into shared lunches, late night conversations, and a love neither of them saw coming. But as Kamiyah battles years of self doubt and learns to silence the voice telling her she'll never be enough, Dayvon refuses to let her see herself through anyone else's eyes. Sometimes the hardest thing to tailor isn't a wedding dress, it's the courage to believe you're worthy of being loved exactly as you are.

"𝙈𝙖𝙮𝙗𝙚 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙮 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙙. 𝙈𝙖𝙮𝙗𝙚 𝙛𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙖 𝙘𝙧𝙪𝙚𝙡 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙪𝙢𝙤𝙧."

Idalia Reyes witnessed the wrong thing, on the wrong night. now she belongs to the 𝑫𝒖 𝑷𝒐𝒏𝒕 𝑬𝒎𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒆. Some secrets are venomous.

Since I was sixteen I've always known the kind of life I wanted for myself. I wanted the love. The peace. The happiness. The marriage. The family. The home. But sometimes life doesn't always go as planned. Instead of getting what I wanted, I got what I needed. I got lessons. I got heartbreaks that forced me to grow. I got silence that taught me how to listen to myself. I got endings that pushed me toward new beginnings. And even though it wasn't easy, every detour shaped me into the person I am today. Stronger. Wiser. More passionate about the life I'm still building. And despite all of that, I still want the love. The peace. The happiness. The marriage. The family. The home. I still want it all. Because no matter how many times life has tested me, the desire for those things has never left. It's only grown stronger. ~ Crystal