At twenty-three, Genesis Duvétt is building a name for herself one booking at a time-managing her little brother's rising music career while trying to keep her own heart out of the industry's mess. But Chicago wasn't part of the plan... and neither was Saint Bennett. Feared by many, loved by few, Saint is a rising rapper with money, power, and a past that taught him one thing-either you hunt, or you get killed. What starts as strictly business quickly turns into stolen glances, late-night sessions, jealous lovers, and feelings neither of them can afford. Because in Saint's world, once he wants something; ... he won't stop until it's his. "I'ma make you mine... just watch." "Stop saying that, Saint."

"𝙈𝙖𝙮𝙗𝙚 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙮 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙙. 𝙈𝙖𝙮𝙗𝙚 𝙛𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙖 𝙘𝙧𝙪𝙚𝙡 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙪𝙢𝙤𝙧."

At twenty, Jourie Vance has her entire life perfectly mapped out. As the owner of an elite, low-profile luxury hair brand, she moves like a ghost online and keeps her personal life completely locked down. She doesn't do chaos, she doesn't do clout, and she definitely doesn't do the music industry. Damiri "Von" Rivers is twenty-two, heavily tatted, unpredictable, and the most dangerous rising superstar in the rap game. He's used to girls doing the absolute most for his attention, but when he steps into Jourie's quiet sanctuary and gets nothing but icy silence, he's instantly hooked. Jourie knows getting involved with a reckless rapper is a threat to everything she's built-but the slow-burn tension is too electric to ignore. It's a dangerous game where lines are crossed, loyalty is tested, and the wrong choice might just be the best mistake she ever makes.

"You would be a good mom Solana." Aubree said as he watched her interact with Tatum. "You think so? I always thought my life was too busy to have kids. That's why I treat Tatum like mine." She shrugged as she sat next to him. "Just like you make time for Tatum it would be the same. You a naturally nurturing person so it wouldn't even be hard for you." Aubree shrugged. "What do you think life would've been like if we weren't famous?" "Shit how it was before. I'an even know my struggles would become a talent and get me out the hood, but sometimes it feel like the hood the only place I would wanna be in the moment. I choose familiarity over anything else." Solana nodded. She understood. Growing up in O Block wasn't the easiest, but it made them who they were today. Their struggles were the reason why they got to live lavish today. Sometimes it just felt surreal.

𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 ²⁰⁰⁰ˢ "Look at me when I'm talkin', ma," Kyron whispered to her, lifting the tip of her chin so she could look him in the eyes. She felt her cheeks flush from the proximity between them. Being this close to him always did something to her, and she hated how much she liked it. "What?" she asked. "I thought you like me bein' bad?" A smirk crept across her lips. He chuckled softly, his two fingers still holding onto her chin while maintaining eye contact with her. Neither of them looked away. The chemistry between them was obvious, sitting heavy in the space between their bodies. "Oh, I love it, ma." He smiled in a way that led to no good. "I just don't like bein' played with." "I ain't nobody playin' witchu," she told him. "Remember that you told me... we're not together." "And to keep shi P." Then she held up her fingers, forming a 'P'. He looked her up and down before looking back into her eyes, and she held his gaze. She was the only girl who could do that and make him feel nervous. There was just something about her. The way she held eye contact without backing down always threw him off a little, even if he'd never admit it. For a few seconds, neither of them spoke. They just stood there looking at each other. "Bet." That's all he said.

"I'm scared, Von. I don't want to get hurt again. I don't want to get too close to you, and then you take advantage of my love." I looked at him with a sad expression, not really meeting his eyes. Von took my hands and led me to the living room, where he sat down on the couch, pulling me with him. He pulled my legs over his, and rubbed over a birth mark I had above my knee. "Mulani, I will never do you wrong. I love everything bout you. You too special, ma. You deserved to be cherished, loved, and appreciated. It's forever gon' be you over anything. I promise you that." He looked me in my eyes, and I could tell that he will never be the person who corrupted me before. © All Rights Reserved

𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝.. 𝐄𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐚 𝐉𝐨𝐡𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐭 𝐇𝐲𝐝𝐞 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐀𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐲. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐨𝐜𝐮𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐣𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬. 𝐒𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞...

At just nineteen years old, Bali Banks had everything most people dreamed of. A successful ultrasound technician. A beauty influencer with millions of followers. The owner of her own makeup company. Money, beauty, and a future carefully planned out by her strict parents. The one thing she didn't have? Freedom. Raised in a household where boys were forbidden and perfection was expected, Bali spent her entire life following the rules. Until one routine appointment changed everything.

Everything fell apart at once, now she's just learning how to move through it alone... until somebody changes that.

Every time Dayvon looked at Salem , he was reminded that there was still a small piece of good left inside him. He met her on one of the worst days of his life, fresh out of jail and carrying more anger than he knew what to do with. While everybody else saw a criminal headed nowhere fast, Salem saw a man with busted knuckles who needed help. He'd never understood how an autistic doctor could be so oblivious to who he was. She never feared him. Never judged him. Never treated him any differently than anybody else. One hug from her felt like peace after years of chaos, and somewhere along the way he found himself depending on her more than he should've. That's why he yearned for her the way he did; why he couldn't stay away no matter how hard he tried.She stole his Antidote.