𝙖 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙜𝙖? 𝙬𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙝𝙞𝙢𝙢𝙢𝙢!! ━━ "Anyways y'all I'm bouta hop off cause I'm so mother fucking hungry that I would eat pork right now" I swiped off Instagram and turned off my phone. Mir moved to go lean on the counter and I fixed my position so I could see his face "I can ask you some?" Nodding my head I waited for him go say something "you love a nigga for real?" Shit do I lie? Pretend as if it's a joke and I'm playing? Laugh it off? Try act like I couldn't hear him? No hablo inglés? Or just keep smiling? Or tell the truth? I'm sure any will work. ━━ y'all the book is unedited!! ranks 🦋 #1 hoodlovestory #1 clingy #1 blackcouples #1 thuglife #1 smutmaybe #2 hoodlove #2 urbanstory #3 shortstory #3 crazylovestory #3 newyork #4 urbanfiction #4 thuglove #5 lovestory #5 urbanromance #6 possessive #8 hoodromance

Solana was just shy of 21, trying to make life work and figure it all out as a dancer making good money. One night she dances for a guy Synceir aka Syn and he was just so fine. He was so super mysterious, not knowing he was the notorious King Pin and as she would put it "ignorant" but the chemistry between them two was at an all time high. Ending the night with a one night stand thinking she'd never see the man again. A positive pregnancy test. Solana gets pregnant, not wanting to dance anymore and leave that life alone for her daughter she moves out of state and starts school. But running low on money she turns to the only thing she knows how to do.....DANCE! When she sees that familiar face again.

"You ever ran from one kind of trap just to land in another?" When Sarai Daniels escapes her abusive boyfriend in the dead of night-lip busted, ribs sore, and heart racing-she boards a Greyhound to Decatur, Georgia, with nothing but a prepaid phone and a prayer. Her only plan? Find the boy who used to share his snack cakes and defend her from bullies back in fifth grade-Eastland "East" Riggins. But East ain't a boy no more. Now, he runs his side of Decatur with silent power and sharp precision. On paper, he's the founder of a successful security firm. But in the streets? East's name rings out. And in his home-tucked in a quiet cul-de-sac off Wesley Chapel-he rules with discipline and devotion. When Sarai shows up on his doorstep bruised and broken, East takes her in without question. But it's not just him she's living with. Asha, his elegant and serene wife, greets her like family. Nyelle, the other woman in the house with the sharp tongue and mean walk, barely hides her attitude. It doesn't take long for Sarai to realize the truth: East doesn't have a wife. He has two. And the way they look at her? Like she's about to become the third. She came to Decatur for safety. But this house? This life? It's full of rituals, rules, and rewards. Asha cooks like a first lady. Nyelle handles the guns. And East? East listens more than he talks-and when he does talk, it's in a voice that commands obedience and melts resistance. He offers her comfort, control, and sensual discipline. But there's a price. In East's house, every woman belongs to him. And Sarai's body is starting to understand that before her mind can catch up.

Two guarded souls who recognize the ache in each other, trying not to fall too hard but drawn together anyway. Their love simmers beneath the surface-fierce, quiet, and complicated. He's her storm in silence; she's his peace in chaos *Unedited 𝑷𝑼𝑹𝑷𝑳𝑬𝑹𝑨𝑨𝑰𝑵 _® Started: 12/13/22 Published: 12/23/22 End: 12/29/23

Book 2 of Blessings.

"I don't wanna be just a memory And I don't wanna feel your wings break free Because without you I'm lost in the breeze I gotta be strong now, I gotta show you how I'll love you like I've never, ever loved somebody I'll give you things you didn't even know you wanted Don't tell me that it's not enough My time is up, you're over us 'Cause I think I might do anything for you If you just let me ... " - Sinead Harnett

kis·met /ˈkizmit,ˈkizˌmet/ noun destiny; fate. how do you know when you've met your soulmate?