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.

"Noelle." He spoke. That was my first time hearing my name off his lips, and I may have lost my cool for the first time in my life. "Now that I say it, you more of a Noelle than a Nikki" he gave a goofy grin.

"...so you just gonna let the devil punk you? I thought you knew better than that" Grams spoke. I blinked at her, taken aback by her words, mouth slightly agape. "I thought Deion taught you better than that" she added, shaking her head at me slowly.

Follow Angel's journey of being a single mother, while thriving in the world wind of fame, hard-work, and attention being a world renounced basketball player brings. Angel Reese fanfic

❦ 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙂𝘼𝙈𝙀 𝙋𝙇𝘼𝙉. 𝙄𝙉 𝙒𝙃𝙄𝘾𝙃 𝙈𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙩 𝙀𝙡𝙨𝙞𝙚 𝙋𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙚𝙧, the NFL's most sought-after PR fixer, is assigned to clean up the league's most chaotic rising star: 𝘾𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙤𝙣 𝘾𝙖𝙙𝙚. Raised in luxury and adored by millions, Cameron is a walking reel of scandals, impulsive decisions, and a smile dangerous enough to trend on its own. 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙜𝙪𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙘𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙖𝙞𝙡𝙮 𝙨𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨, media training, and a carefully curated "friendship" to salvage his reputation. 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝘾𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙤𝙣'𝙨 charm meets Monet's discipline, the line between duty and desire starts to blur-slowly, messily, and almost dangerously.

"See, this is exactly why I wish we never met. You came into my life and you just keep shaking everything up!" She stressed, her stomach rumbling with rage. He only stared before his lips twitched into a smirk. "You don't even believe that dumb ass shit." --- She thought running would set her free, but freedom came with a price she wasn't sure she was ready to uphold. She ran from one trap straight into another. Dreams of dancing slip through her fingers when survival forces her into a world she would have to endure. She's dragged into the dark corners of Onyx city and life is nothing as she knew it. Then he appears. A boy who feels different, who makes her believe she might have more to live for than pain. Unfortunately, in the streets nothing is ever as it seems. Every bond comes with secrets, every touch with consequences. And when betrayal cuts deeper than love, she'll learn the hard way what it really means to be slimed out. STARTED; September 18th 2025 PUBLISHED; September 27th 2025

𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧.

"When I'm with you, I get the feeling"

Jeremiah Smith fan fiction