What if you were told that your living your life a lie? You'd be Confused right? That's exactly how Kymbella felt when she was told...Well, she wasn't exactly 'Kymbella'. Not only having to cope with figuring out who she really is, but finding it out from the son of a kingpin who kidnapped her, it's hard to believe. I mean who would believe their kidnapper word for word? Especially, when your afraid of him and the things he could do, but also gave a little hope due to the fact that she has a blinded crush on him. SOME CHAPTERS ARE PRIVATE!

𝕀𝕗 𝕀 𝕤𝕒𝕪 𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕀 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕟, 𝕚𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕖 𝕚𝕕 𝕓𝕖 𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕚𝕟.

She walks in like the epitome of black girl luxury, but pain follows her. She covers it with bust-down jewelry and white roses. He's quiet, but his presence is loud in itself. Everyone knows him, but she sees right past him. She's confident, but he's more confident. She's fierce, but he makes her cower. Passionate. SADITIFIED.

just read .

you're just too good to be true... can't take my eyes off of you.

"Someone as amazing as you should be cherished."

Milan Cozart lived on the low-end of Chicago. A part of the city that was unbeknownst to tourists, yet never seemed to leave the front cover of the news... for murders. In this cutthroat slice she called home, there was one rule: Show no mercy. However, when you hold the life of a notorious drug lord in your hands... you may find yourself hesitating. Milan knew the rule, but she also knew who Ramses Young was as well. The man had spared the life of her brother the night her parents had died. Now, he laid bleeding out in her arms. He was meant to die. Because of her, he lived. And, because of her, bodies would drop.

If there wasn't anything she hated the most it was MEN. Sevyn Moore, 22, was the girl that had a huge hatred towards the other gender. She had her reasons why and she felt as though they were reasonable for a girl like her. Sevyn wasn't the type that fell for the filter men would put on before their true colors were shown. She didn't fall for the same three lines dudes would say to get in her pants nor the same repetitive and disrespectful gestures. She was all for actions, yes, but she knew how to differentiate between forced ones and the ones that came from the heart. Even sometimes the ones from the heart didn't feel real to her, but that was as close as she was going to get to a real man. She knew one day she wanted to get married and live a happy life Mr. Right. But, in a world where disrespecting black women for clout was a new trend, sneaky links existed, and being exclusive was always a problem to people, she preferred being single than dealing with a man-child. Or any man at that matter. But, that was easier said than done. In most cases she was ready to lay down with a man even if he was a walking red flag, but she controlled herself. That was until she met the man himself where the thought of doing bad felt so damn good. She was tempted, but wasn't easy. This is Temptation.

i have waited lifetimes to find you.