"I told you about looking down when you being talked to mama." Kaiser spoke more softly than before. In the small time he been around Serenity, he noticed how shy she was. She was so avoidant but alluring. He was interested in her. Seeing how well she was with the kids was just a plus. "Why?" She sighed in frustration before signing. She knew if she started talking she would make a fool of herself. "Why what?" He signed back. "Why do you care? You don't know me." "Not everyone has it out for you. I just wanna know you," Kaiser frowned. He didn't understand why she was so isolated but he wanted to know. She was worth knowing.

Xander King is the ultimate "holy" deception. As the son of the city's most famous Bishop, he's royalty in a three-piece suit. On Sunday mornings, he's the perfect heir to the pulpit. But when the sun goes down, the suit comes off, and the King of the streets comes out to play. Xander doesn't just run the city's underground-he owns it. He's got the money, the power, and a line of women who know better than to ask for his heart. Then there's Charity. She's the girl who just traded her old life for a Bible and a fresh start. She's trying to be "good," and when she looks at Xander, she sees a man who's just as lost as she used to be. She thinks she can save him. She thinks his cold stares are just a shield for a broken soul. But Xander isn't looking to be saved. He's fighting a war on every front: his father's impossible expectations, a past that won't stay buried, and the dangerous pull he feels toward a girl who's too pure for his world. When a body drops and a murder investigation hits too close to the church, the polished mask starts to slip. Charity is about to find out that the man she's falling for isn't a misunderstood saint-he's the devil in the front row. In this city, the only thing more dangerous than a sinner is someone Unholy.

Kyla moves from the hell that is her hometown, Compton. Her next chapter begins in North Carolina with her sister. Although she's not happy with her current living situation she tries to make the best of it. She's battling with her own personal demons, but will she be strong enough to fight them? And what will this new beginning bring along....King (Dave East) perhaps?

Romeo learned early that love and loyalty don't survive in the same room. Respected. Feared. Emotionally unavailable. Romeo moves through the city like nothing can touch him-money steady, name ringing, heart locked behind years of damage. But one thing he can't escape is Eboni-his baby mama, his past, and the most toxic chapter he can't seem to close. Their relationship is a battlefield of manipulation, unfinished feelings, and wounds neither of them will admit still bleed. Arguments turn explosive. Love turns ugly. And every time Romeo tries to walk away, something pulls him back into the chaos. Because in his world, love isn't soft. It's control. It's survival. It's war. And when another woman enters his life-one who sees past the armor and doesn't beg for his attention-Romeo is forced to choose between the pain he knows and the peace he's never had. But where he comes from, choosing wrong doesn't just break hearts. It gets people hurt. This isn't a love story - it's a warning.

The story follows Corin James, a feared and respected Miami street figure who returns home after serving fourteen years in prison. Though the city has changed-new buildings, new faces-Corin hasn't lost his reputation. People still whisper his name with respect and fear. He's not interested in nostalgia or praise; he's focused on reclaiming what was his before he went away, knowing someone has been running the streets in his absence. Parallel to Corin's return is Kamilya Milan, a sharp, guarded real estate professional and single mother trying to keep her life controlled and respectable. Beneath her polished exterior is a woman shaped by trauma, especially from her volatile and abusive relationship with her child's father, Marco, a possessive man who still believes he owns her. Every interaction with Marco reminds Kamilya how dangerous her past still is-and how hard she's fought to outgrow it. Corin and Kamilya's worlds collide in Miami Can they fight against all odds and be together ?

Clementine Carson prided herself on her self-control. Gave her-self a solid ten out of ten. She knew how to stay grounded and out of trouble... until the night she met Sympathy Groves... and all of that falls down.

He didn't meet her by accident. He studied her first. Her routines. Her fears. Her life. Getting close to Renée Carter was the mission. Earn her trust. Learn everything. Destroy her when the time came. Simple. Until she started looking at him like he was someone safe. Until her laugh started feeling like something he didn't deserve. Now the girl he was sent to ruin is the only person he wants to protect. And the worst part? When Renée finally learns the truth about why he came into her life... It won't just break her heart. It might make her realize the man she fell for was the danger all along.

Widening the door I seen him holding another bag, with flowers in his hand and a blunt behind his ear "really? More peace offerings?" "Ain't none wrong in that" I thanked him for it as I was raised with manners I placed the flowers on the counter alongside the bag not bothered to look inside and see what he got. "That's how you gon do me?" He asked pointing at the flowers on the counter. "I mean flowers really not cutting anything right now" I shrugged. "It better cause I came here to apologise" he walked over and stood in front of me with his tall ass self. "Mhm" I hummed ready to hear what he has to say. "Real shit though. I know I ain't really been on my shit cause I got other shit I'm dealing with so Ion really wanna put that onto you cause you'n deserve none of that. So I told you Ion wanna rush it so I don't become the man that don't treat you good" at this point he put his hand in mine and used his thumb to rub the back of my hand in circular motions. "So I wanna apologise for allat cause I ain't really tell you what's going on but Ion really wanna wait for that date no more". There was just some in his eyes that was getting me especially with his head being slightly tilted not even thinking of trying to break eye contact with me. "So what does that mean?"

just read. I promise you'll like it. -inspired by Dave East's "Keisha" (I do not own any pictures used in this book unless they've been edited)