𝐋𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐧 𝐀𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐢 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐞 was the kind of girl who followed the rules; soft hearted, quiet, and careful with who she let in. 𝐌𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐥 "𝐒𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤" 𝐑𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 was the reason people locked their doors at night; charming, feared, and loyal to a world he'd belong to. What started as something simple turned into something raw, all consuming, and unforgettable. He gave her a taste of danger. She gave him something to protect. But love in their world doesn't come easy. Especially when a thorn meets a rose. 🥇 in bwhm -06/16/25 🥇 in hoodromance- 06/19/25 🥉 in urbanromance- 06/21/25 🥇 in urban- 06/22/25 🥇 in thug- 12/3/25

𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙨 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙮. COVER BY: @TrenchLordTales

I almost fell in love with you After the club last night And you told me don't spend too much Girl, take your own advice Girl, don't act like you changed When we both know you can't And I know you love me 'Cause I think you're lovely

Before the crowds screamed his name, before the league talks and the magazine covers, he met her. Calista Marchand. Not the kind of girl you run game on. She was sharp where it counted, soft only when she wanted to be. Real Brooklyn - pretty in the face, slick with the mouth, and solid with her hands if you stepped wrong. She kept her circle small, her loyalty tighter. The kind of woman who knew how to turn silence into safety and side-eyes into shut-ups. Men feared her. Girls tried to be her. She didn't chase, didn't fold, didn't need nobody. Until Ibrahim Montaigne walked into her life like he had all the time in the world. He didn't come with sweet nothings or flashy promises - just steady presence. Intent in his eyes, patience in his chest, and something rare behind the way he looked at her. Like he saw through the polish and the fire, like he knew the woman behind the defense. He didn't try to tame her. He studied her. Let her be exactly who she was. The shift was slow. She still fought when needed, still had a rep in the streets and in the salon chair. But somewhere between nursing exams and late-night block parties, she started saving parts of herself just for him. The quiet parts. The delicate ones. The ones nobody else got close to. And when she crossed that graduation stage, RN-BSN stitched behind her name and her grandmother crying in the crowd - he bragged harder than anyone. Didn't care who was listening. Forget MVP, forget the championship rings. She was the win. She was the headline. The girl from Brooklyn with spitfire in her lungs, gold in her smile, and a softness only he ever got to see. This isn't a story about being chosen. It's about choosing each other. No fairytales. Just Brooklyn grit and a love that never let go.

𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐡, 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐲 𝐆𝐨𝐝 𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐥 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐟, 𝐈 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐏𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐞𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡'𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐚 𝐛𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐲 '𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫

Two teenagers , in the deep sticks of a small town in Mississippi . They met and fall in love over the summer . One day he leaves no "bye" no "see you later" just gone . Leaving Sevyn heartbroken . Seven summers later , they meet again . He's older now and so is she . She's a Registered nurse and he's a music producer whose lives were about to change within an instant .

Kionna King, a girl who had been ten toes down for her girlfriend, Daire since way back. Daire was the type to hold her down through anything - real loyal, real solid, the kind of love that feels safe. But when Meraj pops up, Kionna start feeling things she wasn't trying to admit. Meraj was different. Raw, passionate, and unpredictable. Now Kionna was stuck in this back-and-forth, talking to both, feeling like she's playing with fire. Kionna swears she isn't trying to hurt anybody, but her heart is confused as hell. Daire peeped the change, and Meraj isn't dumb either. They both want her, but neither one is willing to share... or so she thought. As things get deeper and the lies start stacking up, Kionna must face what she really wants. Will Daire walk away after everything? Will Meraj leave once he sees Kionna isn't ready to choose? Or will the three of them rewrite what love looks like-no rules, just real?

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞."