" yo soul mine shorty it's too late" Two friends groups fell in love but they all fell in love with different people. Everyone story betrayed a different ending. Thank you for reading!

Kimary and Kadence story. Just read❤️.

sevyn & mir loves story ♥️

Book Cover By: @writermarie__ Five years after a night of forbidden passion, a powerful mafia Don's violent pursuit of a debt leads him back to the enigmatic dancer unaware that she holds a secret that could shatter his empire: his heir. ••••••• Tristian Perry, the undisputed kingpin of New York's underworld, lives by a strict code: power, respect, and ruthless efficiency. A chance encounter five years ago with a young stripper named Lyric Raven resulted in a single night of intense passion, a night he barely remembers amidst the chaos of his life. Lyric, on the other hand, never forgot Tristian. That night left her with Trevor , a son she's fiercely protected, keeping his paternity a secret. Now, five years later, their worlds collide again with explosive force. Tristian, enraged by a dealer's betrayal, traces him to his apartment, only to find Lyric and Trevor living there with him. He kidnaps them both, intending to use them as leverage against her brother until his debt is paid. Lyric, hardened by five years of single motherhood but still possessing the spark that initially captivated him, ignites a dangerous desire he thought he'd buried. Tristian is torn between his ruthless nature, his growing affection for Trevor, and his re-emerging obsession with Lyric.

A young mother rebuilds her life after heartbreak, only to fall for a quiet street dude who teaches her love all over again but they struggle to deal with the reality of his lifestyle. Started: 4/13/25 Second time writing this as it was deleted the first time.

She's My Honey To My Tea.

To be her daddy's daughter.

Salem had always been a bright light in a world that tried its best to dim her. She was a twenty-year-old woman with warm brown skin, a heart full of kindness, and hands that worked magic. Since she was eighteen, she had built a name for herself with her own nail business, a craft she poured her soul into. Her work wasn't just about making nails pretty-it was about making people feel beautiful, cared for, and heard. But behind her warm smile and soft voice was a childhood weighed down by hardship.

Short love story.