"Threw away your love letters I thought it'd made me feel better I finally got you out my bed But I still can't get you out my head Ooh I'm sending you one text at a time I know your by your phone So boy pick up your line And I ain't too proud to beg" - Summer Walker

ᴀɴ ɪɴᴅɪᴠɪᴅᴜᴀʟ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀᴍᴇ ʙᴇʟɪᴇғs , ᴀᴛᴛɪᴛᴜᴅᴇs ᴏʀ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢs ᴀs ᴏɴᴇsᴇʟғ. JULY 2020.

Milan learned early that life doesn't slow down just because you're tired. At twenty-two, she's a mother first, everything else second... and most days, she's not even sure she's doing that right. Between missed sleep, quiet stress, and a world that keeps demanding more than she has to give, she's been surviving on autopilot for a while now. Not living. Just getting through. Her son, Kai, sees the world in his own way. He's autistic, and while the world often misunderstands him, Milan has spent every day learning how to understand him better than anyone else ever could. It's not always easy. But it's always hers. Then there's Asa. He doesn't ask too many questions. Doesn't try to fix what he doesn't understand. He just shows up. Quiet. Steady. Unbothered by the chaos she carries like it's normal. And somehow, that's what makes it worse. Because Milan isn't used to people staying when things get heavy. Especially not people like him. What throws her even more is how naturally Asa connects with Kai. He's not forcing it, not changing him, just meeting him where he is in a way that feels... effortless. Now she's stuck between the life she's been trying to hold together... and someone who makes her wonder what it would feel like to finally put it down. But love doesn't always come when things are easy. Sometimes it shows up right in the middle of everything falling apart.

An everythingship: The kind of connection that lives somewhere between friendship, love, situationship, and soul tie. Too deep to be casual, too undefined to be real. They were each other's person... without ever knowing what to call it

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"Your gun, Christian," I whispered breathlessly, the reality of who he was momentarily flashing in my mind. Even in bed, he was a dangerous man. He didn't stop. I felt the vibration of a low, dark smile against my skin before he spoke, his voice grazing my ear. "Gun's under the pillow," he whispered. ౨ৎ Lelani, 20 never asked for chaos. She wanted a quiet life, a clean future, and a chance to finally breathe. Christian, 24 was the kind of man she promised herself she would never get close to dangerous, secretive, and tied to a world she has no business stepping into. But fate doesn't care about warnings. And he's not good at letting go. Something about her pulls him in. Something about him keeps her from walking away. All she knows is this: The boy she shouldn't want is the only one who touches her right.

In the heart of the Bronx, 18-year-old India was the smart girl with dreams bigger than the blocks until she fell deep for Karsen, the street dude running deep in the game. They became the school's ultimate power couple: her shine and his hustle, turning heads everywhere. But months later, the pregnancy test hit different two weeks pregnant with twins. Karsen wanted no parts. One desperate text message later, he vanished left the state without a word, leaving India alone in the hood, carrying his babies and picking up the pieces of a love that turned ghost. In the Bronx, love comes fast... but betrayal hits harder.

Kurenai thought she had escaped the darkness. Leaving behind the world of crime, she built a new life as an underground DJ by night and a professional hitwoman by necessity-taking out bad men for the secretive organization known as "The Pool." Alongside her best friend Solara, she stayed hidden in the city's shadows. But shadows always hide ghosts. Ka'Jai-known to most as Draco-never forgot the woman who walked away. A kingpin on the rise, he sees everything that happens in the city. And when his targets start falling to an unseen assassin, he finds her. Kurenai, the woman he trained, the woman he loved, and the one who betrayed him. But love and hate are two sides of the same knife. Now, Draco watches her. He tests her. He taunts her. And Kurenai knows he's close-too close. But even as the tension between them burns hotter, they are both trapped in a deadly game of secrets, violence, and desire.

She was supposed to die in that warehouse. Instead, she became his. Jaslyn was just a girl in the wrong place at the wrong time-kidnapped, brutalized, left for dead. But when Cain showed up, dragging hell behind him, she didn't just get rescued-she got recruited. Now she's not the victim. She's the weapon. Trained by the most feared man in the city, Jaslyn moves through blood and betrayal like she was born for it. The girl who used to flinch now pulls triggers. The girl who used to beg now gives orders. And Cain? He doesn't just want her sharp-he wants her loyal, cold, and just as savage as him. Bodies drop. Enemies burn. And the city starts whispering her name with the same fear they whisper his.