"Moovee." She mumbled with a grin, her lips pressed against his. // kdg Disc. This book ain't dat gooddd 😭

"𝐂𝐋𝐔𝐁𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐃 𝐋𝐈 𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐄 𝐌𝐄 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈𝐌 𝐊𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐓."

'I dug a hole for me and you never, never separate I should lay with you what they say?' Gianna and Kentrell once loved each other loudly, until the love turned sharp and spilled timelines, lyrics, and headlines. Years later, the noise has quieted, but the feelings haven't. With a pending divorce and an engagement gone cold, fate places them in places where they both can't leave where old wounds still hum and unfinished songs linger in the air. Where I hate you's turn to secret late night calls. Some love doesn't end. They just wait.

Dr. Nylah Rae Mercer took an oath to heal minds, not fall into them. She built her career inside locked wards and white halls, treating patients the world had already given up on. Distance was her armor. Control was her gift. Until she opened a file stamped with one number that changed everything. 𝐏𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝟏𝟏𝟏𝟏 doesn't scream. He doesn't beg. He doesn't act insane the way they expect him to. Kai Beton is quiet, observant, dangerous in a way no diagnosis can explain. A hood nigga with violence in his history and intelligence they keep underestimating. Everyone sees a monster. Nylah sees a man who learned how to survive cages long before this one. Their sessions become the only place he softens. The only place she feels seen. Boundaries blur. Warnings get ignored. And the deeper she goes into his mind, the more she realizes the truth no one wants to admit-Kai isn't broken. He was buried. When the institution tightens its grip and Kai's life is quietly placed on the chopping block, Nylah is forced to choose between her oath and her heart. Between safety and truth. Between the life she built and the man who feels like home. 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐏𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝟏𝟏𝟏𝟏 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧. 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲. Cover @trenchlordtales <3

"You gone make a nigga crazy fa you, girl."

"...𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐢 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐬." 𝙖 𝐧𝐛𝐚𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮.

"𝑰𝑻 𝑾𝑨𝑺 𝑨𝑳𝑳 𝑨 𝑷𝑹 𝑺𝑻𝑼𝑵𝑻, 𝑹𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻?" "𝒀𝑬𝑨𝑯, 𝑬𝑽𝑬𝑹𝒀𝑻𝑯𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑾𝑨𝑺 𝑭𝑨𝑲𝑬" 𝑶𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑳𝑰𝑻𝒀 𝑯𝑰𝑻, 𝑭𝑬𝑬𝑳𝑰𝑵𝑮𝑺 𝑺𝑼𝑵𝑲 𝑰𝑵, 𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑳 𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬 𝑬𝑽𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑼𝑨𝑳𝑳𝒀 𝑮𝑶𝑻 𝑰𝑵𝑽𝑶𝑳𝑽𝑬𝑫 COVER: @Naethaslimest

"𝗦𝗮𝘆 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗺𝗲 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗠𝗼𝗿𝗼𝗰𝗰𝗼." 𝐄𝐒𝐓. 𝐒𝐄𝐏𝐓𝟐𝟓

Brielle loves her boyfriend. She loves Elijah in the way you love someone you've already chosen - deeply, patiently, and with the expectation that love will eventually meet you where you are. For a long time, she believes it will. When it doesn't, she tells herself she's asking for too much, that love isn't supposed to feel loud all the time. Still, something is missing. Elijah cares for her, but not in the ways she needs. He assumes the relationship is fine, while Brielle slowly learns how to carry her disappointment quietly. She stays. She adjusts. She keeps loving him anyway. When the weight becomes too heavy, Brielle does not go looking for escape. She goes looking for understanding. She finds it in Psalms-Elijah's closest friend. Psalms pays attention in ways Elijah doesn't think to. He notices when Brielle goes quiet. He asks questions and waits for the answer. Being around him feels easier, and Brielle doesn't realize how much she's been holding in until she doesn't have to. By the time Brielle realizes how deeps she gotten it was already too late. She finds herself caught between the man who she loves and the man with a few missing screws that makes her feel loved.

two different people , two different stories but when one has the D E S I R E to have the other their two worlds collided causing pain , trauma , healing , peace , happiness but most of all LOVE