KING VON & MAIYA THE DON Maiya is finally gaining popularity in the music industry, making a name for herself. She started off as a makeup artist before deciding to follow her passion for music. She'd always thought she had the strong relationship with her boyfriend, but becoming a rapper quickly showed her his true colors. And after months of trying to make it work, she finally decides to call it quits. You'd think after a year he'd be over her right? Wrong. After he continuously harasses her, she takes matters into her own hands and hires a personal security guard. And being around each other, starts something that she wasn't expecting. Starting something new and having a crazy, obsessed ex isn't the easiest thing to deal with. Then blurring the line between business and pleasure doesn't make that any easier. Finding the right person sometimes happens when you least expect it. You never know where life can take you but it's worth a try, especially if they can... Luv U Better

They didn't end up in the same space on purpose. Brooklynn is the quiet type. Not shy... just tired. Tired in the "life been heavy for a while now" way. He minds his business, goes to work, comes home, and keeps his world small because that's how he breathes. Azyir is the opposite. Loud, funny, always in motion. ADHD running the wheel every day. Talks so much he forgets to say what he really means. Laughs loud so nobody asks if he's okay. They sit in the same trig class at their HBCU, but they don't talk. They don't dislike each other either. They just... live in two different worlds. Messiah Markell is their professor. Older, calm, strict in the quiet way that makes people sit up straighter. He owns a club downtown called Desirable, but in class he keeps everything controlled. He doesn't like watching people drown in silence or noise. He sees them both slipping. Not failing. Slipping. So he tells them to stay after class. Every day. Not for tutoring. Not for discipline. Just to sit, breathe, work, or not work. A room where nobody has to force themselves to be "okay." And somehow, without anybody planning it... The quiet one. The loud one. And the man who teaches them how to stay. Start learning how to need each other. Not in a fast way. Not in a dramatic way. In the way real connections happen: Slow glances. Shared exhaustion. Walking home together because home doesn't feel safe tonight. Sitting in silence that doesn't hurt. Being seen without having to explain. This is a story about: Black boy rest. Soft dominance. Messy feelings. Learning how to stay present. No fake deep. No forced love. Just real people figuring out how to breathe.

"I give what I receive, lately, I ain't been feelin' loved at all." - Hunxho Jamouri was never built to save anybody. He's stuck between a past that won't let go and a future that don't know the truth yet. A baby mama who knows his worst habits, his soft spots, and exactly how to pull them. A new woman who feels like peace - until she starts asking the wrong questions. Sa'Raina comes with history. Blood ties. A daughter he barely sees and a bond that never really broke, just turned bitter. Sy'ani is temptation wrapped in calm - fine, quiet, and way more aware than she lets on. This isn't love. It's ego, lust, control - a messy, unspoken arrangement built on late nights, half-truths, and blurred lines nobody wants to claim. Everybody wants something. Nobody's telling the whole truth. This ain't a fairytale. This that hood reality - where sex is loud, secrets are louder, and somebody always pays when a man thinks he can have it all.

hurt, drained, and finally free from my dead end relationship i flee the lies, and manipulation of my old life leaving it all in my rearview mirror. Seduced by the snow covered wonderland and its diversity, i fall inlove with a small town in laid-back new jersey. I settle in and set up a new life. New job. New house. New friends... Freedom to be myself. The idea was to start over. Fresh. Anew. But I didn't anticipate starting over with my students 35 year old father who just happens to be the mob boss of new jersey. Nikolai madden is ten years older then me and he's the manliest man I've ever met. He has his sights set on me and he's not letting up. It's wrong. sinfully wrong. A disaster waiting to happen. But sinful wrongs have never tasted so, so sweet. the Dom father and the teacher is a sexy, unconventional contemporary romance. short story. full of mature content. you've been warned.

I dragged my nails lightly over his chest, slow, my eyes locked on his. "You told me I was in control, remember?" My voice dipped lower, sultry, daring. I leaned close enough that my lips brushed his ear. "Then say it, baby. Say you're my bitch." A dark laugh rumbled from his lips, low and sinful, the kind that made my stomach flip. His eyes didn't waver, didn't blink. "I'm your bitch," he said...calm, but hot as fuck. The words rolled off his tongue like he'd been waiting to say them, and God, the way he said it almost made me melt right there.

"You really think I'm out here giving this dick to anybody else, beautiful?" She swallowed, watching my hands go to my zipper. I smirked, leaning down, dragging my fingers up her thigh, over her soaked panties. "Look at yourself in the mirror, Jade."

Aurora Faye is a 18 year old girl with a tough life. Her dad is abusive and Aurora is suffering with self harm and an eating disorder. Her family Devi and Aliyah don't know about it. Auroras dad Cameron told her she's going to get married with a mafia leader Alexander Dalton. Also Devi, Aurora's sister is getting married to Alex's brother Milo. Aurora hates this idea but is going to try and make things work between her and Alexander. Alexander is a cold hearted leader. He doesn't show any affection towards anyone. He also hates this idea with Aurora and is nothing but rude to her. The two have a strong hatred for each other but as they have time together they get closer. Will they catch feelings?

Lay'lani's life been hell behind closed doors-pretty smiles covering bruises, silent cries no one ever hears. Her boyfriend Man-Man? Ain't just abusive... he's obsessed. Controlling. Feared in the streets. And when she finally tries to leave, he makes one thing clear-if he can't have her, nobody can. Then Da'joun steps in. Lowkey but dangerous. The one who sees through her pain. He never asked to fall for her-but now that he has, he'll do anything to protect her... even if that means killing for her. Now with a baby on the way, enemies circling, and Man-Man hunting her like prey-every moment is borrowed time. This ain't just a love story... It's survival. How far would you go to protect the one you love... when love itself could get you killed?

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.