💐 "Fuck," he had groaned, walking them toward the bedroom, his grip firm. "You're perfect." The way he had looked at her when he laid her on his bed, his dark eyes trailing over her curves, his hands moving over her like he was memorizing every dip and swell- It had made her burn. **************** Four years ago, Amari Hudson and Bane Anderson shared an unforgettable night, leading to the birth of twins, Bailey and BJ-a secret Amari has guarded ever since. Now, fate intertwines their paths once more, compelling them to confront past choices and embrace new challenges and beginnings. Released: 03/07/2025

🌊 Amber leaned in, her lips grazing his. "Have you ever noticed how I always win?" "You said that earlier." "Mmhm." She rubbed his tip against her clit. "Because I take what I want." She started to sit on him-just the tip. Klayton's hands flew to her waist, trying to pull her down. But she froze. "Not yet," she whispered. "You don't deserve this whole thing yet." He growled low. "You playin' with me." She smirked, rolling her hips again, teasing his head with her folds. "You got too much dick to not get played with." ___________________________ After losing her mother to a long, painful battle with dementia, Amber Embers boards a cruise ship in search of peace, solitude, and a way to breathe again. The last thing she expects is a room mix-up-and a roommate. Klayton Flacco is quiet, and unexpectedly tender beneath his solid frame and steady gaze. Forced to share a small cabin, what begins as uncomfortable tension soon deepens into comfort, trust, and something far more intimate. She wanted peace. He offered presence. What bloomed between them wasn't meant to last- but some things live forever beneath these waves. Released: 05/02/2025

Rumi "Rue" Monroe was a girl who grew up too quick and too soon. When her parents died, all she had left was herself, her overworked aunt, and bills they could never quite outrun. Fresh out of a relationship after catching her man in bed with another woman, Rue is exhausted working herself to the bone, drowning in responsibilities, and done with men altogether. She keeps her head down, minding her business, praying life gives her something better than struggle and disappointment. She isn't looking for love, danger, or anything that can break her again. Until she meets him. Nazir "Naz" Creed is the coldest man in the city a quiet storm with a reputation that speaks louder than he ever needs to. Running the streets with his brothers built him an empire people fear and respect in equal measure. Naz moves with precision, loyalty, and violence when necessary, and he's never cared about much outside money, power, and keeping his circle alive. But then he sees Rue. What starts as a chance encounter turns into a collision neither of them can walk away from. Rue's sweetness clashes with Naz's darkness, her broken hope meets his guarded heart, and suddenly the city's coldest man finds himself warming to the one girl who wasn't looking for him in the first place. And the streets? The streets don't like when the wrong people start caring about each other.

🐎 "I'm done runnin'." His jaw ticked, his fingers tightening around the rope in his hands. "You sure?" His voice was rough, like he was holding himself back. Jamila nodded. Slow. Certain. "I want this," she whispered. "I want you." ____________________________________ Jamila DuBois never planned on falling for her best friend's older brother, but coming home to Aurora Valley changes everything. Donovan Moore-the rugged, charming cowboy she's spent years trying to ignore-is suddenly looking at her like she's the only woman in the world. What starts as undeniable tension turns into late-night confessions, heated dances under the Texas stars, and stolen moments that leave them both breathless. But with family ties, past heartbreaks, and the weight of unspoken feelings between them, crossing that line could change everything. Set against the backdrop of horseback rides, wild trail ride parties, and Zydeco-fueled nights, Forever Moore is a steamy, slow-burn Black country romance about love, loyalty, and risking it all for the one who's always been right in front of you. Released: 03/05/2025

Fazion Creed was the wildfire of the Creed brothers-the youngest, the most reckless, the one who swore up and down that love would never catch him. He thrived on chaos, fast nights, faster women, and the freedom of never answering to anybody's soft feelings. In his own words, he was born a bachelor and planned to die one, no matter who crossed his path. But fate has a wicked sense of humor. One impulsive night with his brother's wife's best friend flips his entire world upside down. What was supposed to be nothing more than heat and adrenaline becomes the moment that stalks him, haunts him, rewires him. Suddenly the man who lived for the streets and the spotlight finds himself thinking about things he's never let himself want-forever, loyalty, a woman he can't shake even when he tries. Fazion was never looking for love... But love found him anyway, and it refuses to let go. Armani Rose is a full-time respiratory nurse with a soft heart, sharp instincts, and a ride-or-die loyalty that makes her the perfect best friend to Rumi and an even better godmother to their little one. She works hard, loves harder, and keeps her world clean and steady... until one reckless birthday night knocks her balance clean out of her hands. What should've been a harmless "one time and never again" slip-up turns into Fazion Creed tattooing himself onto her reality. She swore she'd forget him by sunrise, but he keeps showing up-leaning in her doorway like he owns the place, sliding into her days, popping up in her space with that wild grin like she already belongs to him. He's claiming her without permission, pushing past every boundary she tries to rebuild, refusing to give her the distance she swears she needs. Armani doesn't know whether to cuss him out, run away, or let him keep pulling her into the fire he carries in his chest. Because Fazion isn't budging. And deep down, she's not sure she wants him to.

Blind to his relentless gaze, Ciauna moves through her day, unaware of the noose tightening around her. It only took one glance-just one-for Obeye to decide she would be his. From that moment, he watched from the shadows, his patience unnervingly steady, biding his time and savoring the anticipation before he struck. By the time Ciauna feels the shift in the air, a chilling prickle at the back of her neck, it's far too late. He has her now, ensnared in his grip, forced to bend to his every dark whim-no escape, no turning back. But the worst part? A small, unyielding part of her doesn't want to resist him at all. ________________ As I reached the edge of his desk, his hands gripped my hips, the sudden contact making me gasp. His touch was firm, almost painful, as he spun me around to face the floor-to-ceiling windows that overlooked the city. "Look out there," he said, his breath hot against my ear. "See all of that?" I nodded, my eyes blurring with unshed tears as I took in the twinkling lights of the cityscape. "That's your world," he whispered, his grip tightening. "And I control it. Now, bend over the desk." 📚 Now Available on Amazon This story is officially published. You can now read the full, edited version on Amazon Kindle. (Link in bio)

New Years, the celebrations of new beginnings, People starting diets, homes, careers the list goes on. For Seirra and Julian it was something big for the both of them, a big responsibility they both wasn't prepared. Will it make them or break them.

At twenty-three, Kori thought she had love all figured out: steady boundaries, clear intentions, no room for chaos. But then there's Three. Three's twenty-five with a heavy past and an even heavier heart. The streets taught him to move ruthless, but one look at Kori had him rethinking everything. What starts as a friendship becomes calls that run too long and rides that don't end at the curb. Three falls first while Kori keeps drawing lines he's ready to cross. He's learning to heal. She's learning to trust. Together they're walking a line between danger and devotion. Where every laugh, every glance, every silence feels like more than it should. This isn't just a love story. It's a slow burn in real time with two hearts circling the fire, daring each other to step closer.

At 24, Janiyah's life is far from glamorous. Broke, overlooked, and crashing on her sister's house, she's desperate for something, anything to change. Her sister, a respected fertility doctor for the elite, works with women who carry babies for the rich. One late night, Janiyah overhears a business call. The payout? Life-changing. That's when she makes a bold decision: she'll become a surrogate. No strings. Just money. Enter Jamie Carter, America's most elusive drug kingpin. Wealthy, ruthless, and emotionally untouchable, Jamie has everything except the one thing he's quietly longed for: a child. After a half-joking conversation with his mother and sister about hiring a surrogate, Jamie decides to make it happen, but on his terms. Total surveillance. Zero privacy. No lies. No drama. His rules are non-negotiable. When Janiyah becomes Jamie's chosen surrogate, their worlds collide in explosive ways. What starts as a transactional arrangement slowly morphs into something neither of them expected. But can two broken people, one hiding behind money, the other running from her past really find something real in the middle of the most unconventional agreement? Strict contracts. Explosive chemistry. One dangerous deal. The Surrogate is a gripping tale of power, passion, and the kind of love money can't buy.

"You beautiful ma fuck what everybody else think. You beautiful. "