𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐡, 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐢𝐟 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞

"𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥. 𝐃𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐥𝐲. 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫. 𝐒𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫."

"ᴛᴇʟʟ 'ᴇᴍ ᴛʜᴀᴛ, ɪɴ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ, ᴡᴇ'ʟʟ ᴍᴇᴇᴛ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ʟɪᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴀɪɴ'ᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ᴏɴ ᴍʏ ʜᴀɴᴅꜱ"

Nakiyah Brown did everything right. She graduated early. Stayed out of trouble. Listened when people warned her about the kind of world she didn't belong in. At seventeen, with her eighteenth birthday waiting at the edge of summer, her life was already mapped out - college plans, expectations, rules she never thought to question. Then she met Saint. He was twenty-three, calm where others were reckless, feared in ways people didn't say out loud. A man built from restraint and silence, carrying a reputation Nakiyah should've run from the moment she heard his name. He knew she was off-limits. Too young. Too clean. Too far from his world. So he kept his distance. But some connections don't need touching to feel dangerous. As Nakiyah gets closer to a world she was never meant to see and Saint struggles between protecting her or letting her go lines blur, loyalty is tested, and love becomes something that could save them... or destroy everything. Because when an angel meets a man like Saint, the fall is never gentle.

"I got you something." He told her pulling away, while she watched him curiously until he pulled out a pandora bag. Her eyes widened at the necklace with an infinity symbol in crested with small little diamonds. "How you even afford this kari?" She questioned, unable to take her eyes off of it. "Shit, my savings." He rubbed the back of his head that possessed his starter loc twists. "That was so nice of you, you didn't have too." She smiled softly finally looking at him, "Can you put it on me?" He stood behind her and she moved her hair out of the way as he put it around her neck and clipped it back together. Her hand immediately went to it. "I'm never gone take it off." She promised him turning to face him. "I love you kari." "I love you too, hone. Til Infinity." --- When an unfortunate sequence of events suddenly separates two bestfriends, Dakari and Honesty, with no plausible reason, it's shakes up the world of the two inseparable individuals. With no goodbyes shared, Dakari was left feeling alone and heartbroken by the sudden disappearance of the only person outside of family that he cared for deeply. The outside world declared Dakari mad at the world, and he didn't think he could ever get over the missing void created by her absence. When honesty finds herself back where it all began, she discovers the hard way that Dakari no longer wants anything to do with her. The unexpected reunion rekindles unbearable memories of their deep connection and the painful separation that slowly but surely leads them back to each other. It's up to them to pick up the pieces of their broken friendship as they confront their past and face what's in store for their future, whether it's together or apart. They must decide if their love is strong enough to hurdle over the obstacles sent their way from every angle. Is true love worth fighting for no matter how long it takes? Published; Dec 24th, 2023 Finished; July 3rd, 2024

Malcolm Carter never imagined raising four daughters alone. Three years after losing his wife to a brain tumor, his life is loud, messy, and filled with ponytails, homework, ballet recitals, and late nights trying to make sure his girls are okay. He loves them more than anything, but some days it still feels like the heart of their home disappeared when Aaleah did. Celeste Moore lives the opposite kind of life. A disciplined ballet instructor who thrives on routine and quiet, Celeste spends her days teaching children grace, focus, and confidence before returning home to peaceful nights with her cat. Her world is calm, structured, and carefully balanced. For four years, Malcolm's daughters have danced in Celeste's class. She watched them grow. She watched them grieve. She watched Malcolm do his best to be everything his daughters needed. But Celeste has one strict rule she refuses to break: She does not date the parents of her students. Especially not a single father with four daughters and a life full of chaos. Yet somewhere between late pickups, quiet conversations, and watching Malcolm braid his daughters' hair before class, the line between professional and personal begins to blur. Malcolm never expected to love again. Celeste never expected to want the kind of life he lives. But sometimes healing comes in the form of loud houses, messy kitchens, and one unexpected seat at the table. sometimes love looks like The Sixth Chair.

"𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐈 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐘?" 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐀𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐘𝐀𝐇, 𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐂 𝐖𝐀𝐒 a disaster, chaos within tragedy, wallowing in his feelings every day. Never expressing what he felt, yet was so angry at everyone for not noticing. Angry at himself for not expressing anything. Angry about the circumstances he was forced into. Then he meets her. Aaliyah, the girl whose eyes sparkled with adoration when he came around. The girl whose actions were never malicious, radiating kindness everywhere she went. When he loses her, he stays quiet, packaging himself into a persona that's easier for people to digest. Until Isaac sees Aaliyah again. Until he has a chance to make things right. Until Isaac gets the person who never once made him feel small or misunderstood. The person whom he thinks he could be with for 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲.

"I don't know how to do this." He was almost embarrassed to admit it. "I ain't been right with you in a long time, but I'm gon' ask anyway. Please don't take her from me." His plea cracked something open inside of his chest. "I know I ain't a good man. I done did some shit that I can't take back and I can't make it right. But she is, she's good. She's the light in so many places I didn't know were dark." "So if there's a price that needs to be paid for all the pain that I have caused in this word and done onto others put it on me. I'll pay it. I swear I will. I'll protect her with my last breath. I'll listen and heed her warnings. I'll slow down and come home more and stop thinking that I'm alone in this world." "Just please let my baby wake up. I love her, I'm in love with her and I can't do this without her. If waking her up means I got to sacrifice letting her go so she can be safe. I'll do that. Just don't take her from this earth." "In Jesus name I pray. Amen."

"I give what I receive, lately, I ain't been feelin' loved at all." - Hunxho Jamouri was never built to save anybody. He's stuck between a past that won't let go and a future that don't know the truth yet. A baby mama who knows his worst habits, his soft spots, and exactly how to pull them. A new woman who feels like peace - until she starts asking the wrong questions. Sa'Raina comes with history. Blood ties. A daughter he barely sees and a bond that never really broke, just turned bitter. Sy'ani is temptation wrapped in calm - fine, quiet, and way more aware than she lets on. This isn't love. It's ego, lust, control - a messy, unspoken arrangement built on late nights, half-truths, and blurred lines nobody wants to claim. Everybody wants something. Nobody's telling the whole truth. This ain't a fairytale. This that hood reality - where sex is loud, secrets are louder, and somebody always pays when a man thinks he can have it all.