What is love with lies?

"Never seen another girl so perfect...." 💔🥀

Peace. Something that was once foreign to Christopher and Sa'hora but they have seemed to have found within the last three years since the events of last book transpired. However, with Kenzo getting older and his mental illness progressing, Sa'hora's father becoming eligible for parole and old friends making new appearances, will the couple be able to sustain the peace they have found? This is the third book of Sa'hora. Please read the first two installments of this series before this book ❤️

Two years have passed since Sa'hora was rescued from Christopher. It is now time for Christopher to suffer the consequences of his actions before a judge. With mix feelings from both Sa'hora and Christopher and the weight of the world and media on both of their shoulders, what happens when the two are in the presence of one another once again?

MAJOR TRIGGER WARNING!! A DARK ROMANCE STORY What do you call it when you fiend for something so much that it's all that runs through your mind twenty-four seven. When the thought of someone else having it in their possession besides you causes you to go insane. So much that you want to lock it away and hide the key because no one would ever be able to get to them but only you? What do you do when that something is a person? Some may call it love but to a certain extend it's an Obsession. NOT FOR THE FAINT OF HEART. ©2015 All Rights Reserved to FreckFrack

"This is just between us, right? Just this once?" "Just this once." Lies spoken in the hopes of truth. The confines of a dark room won't show where the words will land to ignite, still fire knows no boundaries. Much like the two with a taste for the forbidden, some secrets don't stay buried behind closed doors. It becomes your neighbor.

He gave her the world. Fast money, big promises, and a last name drenched in power. But loyalty in Chris Carter's world came with a price, and love was never part of the deal. Kelendria thought being his ride-or-die would protect her heart... until she learned loyalty don't mean love. Now she's stuck between the man she built a life with, and the truth that might destroy it.

𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐓𝐖𝐎 ⌖ 𝙨𝙖𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙚 𝙭 𝙘𝙝𝙧𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙬𝙣. ❦ | 𝐔𝐑𝐁𝐀𝐍 𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 . ᶜʰʳⁱᵃᵐᵒⁿᵗᵉ ʳᵉᵃˡ ᵍʰᵉᵗᵗᵒ Five years ago, Iris walked away from the wreckage with blood on her hands & survival on her mind. Loving Jasiah had been like standing too close to a fire-warm at first, until the flames started to reach for her throat. When the law finally took him, she mourned him like someone dead, convinced that whatever they once shared was too dangerous to ever be resurrected. To save herself, she didn't just leave him behind-she buried the love entirely, believing some things had to be killed before they killed you. In the years that followed, Iris rebuilt. She built a life that was quiet, more structured, & way more safe with her husband & two growing children. A life where Jasiah Syncere Brown existed only in court records & steel bars. Prison was supposed to be a long sentence, guaranteed that the past would stay where it belonged. But the past didn't stay buried. Jasiah returned home years earlier than anyone expected, his arrival shattering the order Iris painstakingly built. But he didn't come back kind-he came back ruthless, upending everything in his path. Old wounds ripped open, & the man she once loved, the man she hated, the man she never truly escaped, was suddenly real again, standing back in the same city, back breathing the same air.

Christopher Maurice Brown had everything: money, intellect, legacy. As first heir to the infamous Brown dynasty, power wasn't something he earned, it was his birthright. A master manipulator with a gift for reading people like books, he didn't just succeed in business-he dominated it. But behind every deal, every smile, every carefully curated façade, there was only one thought that truly consumed him: his wife Mea. She was never just a lover. She was the obsession. His axis. His mirror. At first, she adored him, drawn in by his brilliance and charm. But affection turned to suspicion, and suspicion turned to horror as she unraveled the truth: a labyrinth of lies, surveillance, and a string of sidechicks and homewreckers. She tried to leave. He didn't let her. He followed her. Called at 3:00 a.m. Left gifts in locked apartments. Whispered her name through the walls. He called it love. The police called it predatory psychosis. And when the line finally snapped, it was Mea herself, armed with his own psychological tricks, who testified against him in court and had him committed to a high-security psychiatric asylum. Everyone thought that was the end of him. They were wrong. He escaped. Two months later, Mea lives in a new city under a new identity, Victoria Rosewood, her past buried, her trauma stitched together with therapy and distance. But he never stopped watching. Never stopped planning. Never stopped loving her in the way only a man obsessed can. Now he's back. And this time, it's not about getting her back. It's about making her feel everything he felt. The betrayal. The rejection. The humiliation. He doesn't want her love-he wants her shattered. Isolated. Hollowed out. A shell, just like he became without her. In his twisted world, this isn't revenge. It's balance. Because in Chris's mind, she didn't leave-she dismantled him. And in the Brown dynasty, ruin isn't mourned. It's repaid. In full. And without mercy.

Khiari has spent years trapped in a cycle of fear, pain, and manipulation at the hands of Shakir- the man she once loved but now barely recognizes. Every day is a battle to survive, a careful game of silence and obedience to avoid his explosive wrath. But when a violent altercation leaves her in a three-day coma, something shifts. Shakir, consumed by guilt and desperation, swears to change. He promises himself he'll be better, that he'll make things right. But promises mean nothing to Khiari anymore. As soon as she's strong enough, she escapes, determined to build a new life far from his grasp. Alone and running on borrowed time, Khiari crosses paths with a stranger-someone who sees the pain she hides beneath quiet stares and cautious movements. Someone willing to help her, even when she doesn't believe she deserves it. But the past doesn't let go so easily. Shakir isn't finished with her. His love is a sickness, an obsession, and he won't stop until he gets her back-even if it means dragging her down with him. With her freedom hanging by a thread, Khiari must decide: keep running, or finally face the nightmare that's haunted her for too long.