Riani, feeling eyes on her Iooked over seeing Kiari staring at her. "Why are you staring." Riani chuckled playing in Kiaris hair. "You're just beautiful." He shrugs still not looking away. "Oh for real." She asked breaking out into a smile and he hummed in response. Riani stares back into Kiari's low redish eyes before smiling and pecking his lips. He grabbed her neck kissing her back, then backing away and running his tongue across his bottom lip as he stared at her some more. "I love you, Riani." He finally got it off his chest. Something that he has been waiting to tell her for the longest.

Loosing everything twice, Genesis is barely holding on and without her faith in God she wouldn't be sane. What happens when she runs into the Carter family? Will she finally loose her mind or will doors finally start opening up for her?

In this sequel to Falling Helplessly, Miles and Isabella find each other again. It's as if they're meant to be. What will the future hold for them? ***** On Isabella Gallagher's twenty-second birthday, she runs into the love of her life who left her two years ago - Miles Cunningham. Both adults are now successful. Isabella is a full-time nurse and Miles is the CEO of Cunningham Tech. They promise to meet again, then part ways. Isabella dwells on this encounter because her life is on the right track, and now Miles is back throwing everything off course. [[word count: 60,000-70,000 words]] Cover designed by Ren T

𝘈𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘮𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘦,𝘰𝘳 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘻𝘺,𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘦'𝘥 𝘥𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘧 𝘪𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴. -"𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒂𝒚,𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌?"- -"𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝑶𝑼𝑹𝑺"- -"𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐞'𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭"-

"ᴡᴀꜱꜱᴀᴍ ʙᴀʙʏ"

𝐏𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐎𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐁𝐈𝐀 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 ; 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘰𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝐖𝟏𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐃𝐖𝟐𝐓𝐂𝐇 productions ™

➥ 𝙄𝙉 𝙒𝙃𝙄𝘾𝙃, a newly recruited detective struggles to find the secrets that lay beneath a death of an young adult named 𝐃𝐀𝐘𝐕𝐎𝐍 𝐃𝐀𝐐𝐔𝐀𝐍 𝐁𝐄𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐓.

"How are you supposed to keep your man with your hair in that mess, Tamia?" "And has your hair been looking like that all week?" She went on talking about my hair now, considering it was blown-out instead of well kept, hot combed and straightened the way that she liked. "No, mama." I dragged, annoyed completely now with all of my peace gone in this moment. "I just got out of the shower and I just finished washing and blow-drying my hair." "I'm going to hot comb it and then flat iron it when I'm finished doing my skincare." "Yasin's not going to be home until tomorrow probably anyway." I threw in there but of course she wouldn't chastise him about why and where.

"Cain, if you can't leave the streets for me and our baby, then me and you, we're done." I pointed between the two of us as tears streamed down my face and he bit his lip, looking down at the floor before he looked back up into my eyes. "Aight." "Shit over then, babygirl."

"𝙻-𝙾-𝚅-𝙴, 𝚍𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎?"