"Hello, Sincere. How are you feeling today?" "Same as everyday, can't sleep, can't eat.." I trailed off, looking down at Sinclair who had a perfect mixture of both V and I. "That's not good." She said and I shrugged. "None of this is." I said and she nodded understandingly. "Have faith." She said, placing her hand on my shoulder and I nodded. I tried hard to keep the tears in because I had to be strong for everybody. The family was really going through it and I just wanted her back in my arms. V had my heart and if I lost her for good, I'd never look for love again. The doctor walked out as I sat there quietly and Clair looked over my face while she made spit bubbles. I bit my bottom lip, holding back tears as I looked at V laying there with tubes in her. Not able to hold on any longer, I broke down. "Baybeh, I need you..." I trailed off, shaking my head. "I need you so bad, I can't do this shit. I can't do life with you." I explained, looking down at the floor. "We need you, ma." My voice cracked, looking over to Sinclair who was still looking up at me. "Our baybeh girl is so beautiful, ma. I want you to see her, I want you to see her grow up. I want you to be here with us.." I trailed off, collecting my words. I wiped my face as more tears poured down and I shook my head, sighing deeply. "Wake up, baybeh." I spoke, breaking down as I bit my bottom lip.

Janeisha "Neisha" Bambi has always survived by staying small. Head low. Mouth shut. No waves, no risks, no getting 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 quiet 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. He doesn't beg. He doesn't 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. Because in a world built on loyalty, violence, and revenge; love is the most dangerous thing you can touch.

Ace is a ruthless killer, he shoot first and ask questions later. His childhood was nothing but rough, protecting and providing for his twin brother was all he did. When he runs into Hendrix she turns his world upside down and bring out something in him he didn't even know was there. No matter how much he pushes her away, she's like the goddamn plague.

Ameri Jones is new to Chicago, she wanted a change and a change is what she got. Wanting to expand her business in hair, Chicago was a great move...but when someone takes an interest in her things change even more. Chance Smith, a retired gang leader who is now walking a clean life...trying to put his certificate in barbering to use, he books a suite. When the mystery woman in the next room catches his attention he realize he met his match.

𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐘. " A rare and nearly obsolete word meaning 'the act of loving in return' or 'loving someone in the same degree'. " 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐃 © 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐌𝐘𝐒𝐋𝐈𝐌𝐄. (not edited).

To think it all started with a broken ankle and a pair of keys... #1 Urban - March 2020 #1UrbanNovel - April 2021

"𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐰𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨."

𝐇𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐌𝐞 𝐀𝐬 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐎𝐰𝐧, 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐮𝐧𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧. 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐜, 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐭, 𝐊𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐛𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭. 𝐇𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐌𝐞 𝐀𝐬 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐎𝐰𝐧. - 𝐧𝐢𝐣𝐚𝐡𝐧𝐱𝐭𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫 °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚ After finding out about her boyfriend's double life, RN S'Laeya Rosewood finds herself craving a change of scenery. With her trust shattered and heart heavy, she flees to Houston and takes refuge in her Auntie La La's home, hoping for both healing and a fresh start. D1 Athlete Cassias Hale was all about football. He breathed, lived, and stayed on the field 24/7, chasing the dream of being drafted into the NFL. Nothing else mattered-until one devastating injury threatens to steal everything he's worked for. But what happens when Cassias suffers an injury and S'Laeya crosses his path-not as a fan, but as the nurse tasked with helping him recover? Two broken souls, both searching for redemption, collide in ways neither expected. Will their pain keep them guarded, or can love rewrite the game?

Teddy ain't the golden child. Never was, never will be. Born to a woman the Josephs never claimed, Teddy grew up learning the difference between being family... and being tolerated. While his brothers are loved by their father. Teddy had one person in the family who didn't care how he was made Big Mama who always had his back since day one. Teddy stood outside the circle, learning how to love himself in the silence. But silence doesn't last forever. When Nay'Vee-his first love and the one who got away comes home carrying a broken past and a grown-woman secret, the fuse gets lit. Sparks fly, old wounds reopen, and the Joseph house, once held together by Sunday dinners and soul food, starts to feel more like a battleground. Love, rivalry, and secrets are buried deep like roots. This isn't just a family story. It's about finding your place when you've always been on the outside looking in. It's about Black love in its rawest, realest form. It's Hello Sunday-and nothing will ever taste the same again.

DESTINED SOULS A match made from the heavens This is going to be our new story, I want to try something a little bit different.