Some healing takes time. Some love comes quietly. You just have to say it slowly.

Before the crowds screamed his name, before the league talks and the magazine covers, he met her. Calista Marchand. Not the kind of girl you run game on. She was sharp where it counted, soft only when she wanted to be. Real Brooklyn - pretty in the face, slick with the mouth, and solid with her hands if you stepped wrong. She kept her circle small, her loyalty tighter. The kind of woman who knew how to turn silence into safety and side-eyes into shut-ups. Men feared her. Girls tried to be her. She didn't chase, didn't fold, didn't need nobody. Until Ibrahim Montaigne walked into her life like he had all the time in the world. He didn't come with sweet nothings or flashy promises - just steady presence. Intent in his eyes, patience in his chest, and something rare behind the way he looked at her. Like he saw through the polish and the fire, like he knew the woman behind the defense. He didn't try to tame her. He studied her. Let her be exactly who she was. The shift was slow. She still fought when needed, still had a rep in the streets and in the salon chair. But somewhere between nursing exams and late-night block parties, she started saving parts of herself just for him. The quiet parts. The delicate ones. The ones nobody else got close to. And when she crossed that graduation stage, RN-BSN stitched behind her name and her grandmother crying in the crowd - he bragged harder than anyone. Didn't care who was listening. Forget MVP, forget the championship rings. She was the win. She was the headline. The girl from Brooklyn with spitfire in her lungs, gold in her smile, and a softness only he ever got to see. This isn't a story about being chosen. It's about choosing each other. No fairytales. Just Brooklyn grit and a love that never let go.

COVER BY: @-killfanatik ! Sapphire survived a childhood most wouldn't. Abandoned by a mother who tried to sell her and raised in the shadow of a father behind bars, she built walls so high no one could climb them. Onyx earned his name in blood. They call him the Reaper in the ring - undefeated, controlled, lethal. Fighting is the only thing that ever gave him peace in a world that taught him love was weakness. She doesn't trust protection. He doesn't walk away from what's his. When their worlds collide, attraction turns dangerous, secrets surface, and the past refuses to stay buried. Because loving the Reaper doesn't just come with passion. It comes with consequences.

𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘚𝘪𝘯. 𝘕𝘰𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦.

Sidnee and her boyfriend are doing well, until he starts pressuring her for sex. Soon, he ends up cheating and she now has to move on. What happens when she moves on with someone who hits to close to home. She's been deprived of love for far too long but now, she's found sincere love.

" I heard about guys like you ? But I hate to break it to you baby this won't end how you think it will ." Yamaria said confidently eyeing the man in front of her " you think I'm doing this for sport ? Yea you have me mistaken ma but you peaked my interest so wassup ?" Getting straight to his point he wasn't the type of man to bullshit anyways .. " Carmelo you got plenty girls would happily let you mind fuck them I'm not her tho ." Yamaria said dismissively Was she attracted to the man of course but she knew better than to think a man like Carmelo would be anything aside from a good time .. " you're scared ." " bullshit I ain't be been scare for shit since my parents died ." Yamaria spat defensively " prove it .. one date you not feeling it I won't even look ya way again :" "one date carmelo .." What happens when yamaria ahmed and melo sands meet in passing accidentally .. It was like a force of its own when the two locked eyes .. maybe it was the way her caramel tatted skin illuminated in the summer night .. or maybe it was his chocolate skin and strong build and dangerous smile .. Carmelo was everything your mother told you to stay away from .. but for that matter so was yamaria .. she had a hard exterior from her being conditioned to survive in this cold world .. That and the life lessons given to her by her older brother turned guardian, yusef .. yuself Ahmed really came from nothing but he had no choice but to make something shake when they lost their parents in a tragic car crash leaving the two orphans .. In yusefs mind no one was good enough for his mari and he would continue to bully and wed out the weak niggas who claimed they wanted her, on her behalf until a nigga was bold enough to go toe to toe with him about her .. And what if yusef finally met his match ? How will everything unfold when yusef feels he's losing the last of the family he has ? Find out in Riot ...

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