Noah always gets everything he desires and lives the dream life of millions. He's rich, famous parents, and head of the football team. He gets girls thrown at him every second and parties every weekend. Taylor is new in town and confident and adjustable pretty quickly. She's pretty in denial about Noah though. Can Taylor and Noah draw closer together while dealing with family and friendship.

"I'm serious," I snap, glaring at him from across the kitchen island. "If somebody touches you again, I'm setting their car on fucking fire." Malachi just stares at me for a long second, built ass leaning against the counter with his arms crossed over his chest. "Is arson your fucking solution to everything?" "Yes." "Shut the fuck up and come sit on my lap."

"Will it kill you to back the fuck up?" I snapped. "Yes, princess," he whispered sweetly against my ear, voice full of that sick affection. "It would. I would drop dead right here if I couldn't be next to you." "My lucky day," I muttered sarcastically.

I cupped her face, planting a soft kiss on her beautiful lips. "Don't ever run from me, baby," I said softly, letting my thumb trace her jaw. "I love the chase." Her jaw tightened, her hands coming up to try and move mine. "Stop calling me baby, Ezra," she snapped, eyes flashing. I couldn't help but grin, dropping my voice to something low and dark. "Ohhh, now my baby has a problem with me calling her baby?" She shot me a glare, but I just tucked her hair behind her ear, pressing another kiss to her lips-gentler this time, lingering. "You don't get to tell me what to call you, baby." I leaned in closer, brushing my nose against hers. "You're whatever the fuck I call you."

ℂ𝕝𝕠𝕤𝕖 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕤- 𝕃𝕚𝕝 𝕓𝕒𝕓𝕪 𝕎𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕠𝕗𝕗 𝕒𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕠𝕤𝕖 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕤 (𝕔𝕝𝕠𝕤𝕖 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕤) 𝕊𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕪 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕 (𝕞𝕪 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕) 𝕎𝕖 𝕦𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕖𝕝𝕝 𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 (𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘) 𝕀 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟 𝕨𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕕𝕚𝕒𝕞𝕠𝕟𝕕 𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤, 𝕞𝕒𝕥𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝔼𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕤𝕠 𝕔𝕠𝕠𝕝 (𝕤𝕠 𝕔𝕠𝕠𝕝) _________________________________________________________________________ "You're ours now." For A'maiya Jones, those words should have been a warning. As a Dallas influencer, she's used to everyone wanting a piece of her. But she's never met anyone like Taylor, Zaire, and Ron Ron. They move as one. They love as one. And now, they want her to be their four. From the high-energy bass of the club to the silk sheets of her quiet apartment, A'maiya is being pulled into a world of polyamorous passion and street-level loyalty. It's fast, it's intense, and it's crossing every boundary she ever had. Is she just the flavor of the week, or has she finally found the unit that will protect her from a world that only wants her for the "Gram"?

Mardochee Altidor is a Haitian teenager who just immigrated to Brooklyn New York. She's a beautiful darkskin female. She stands at 5'7, and her curves can blow any one away. She meets Luis who's eighteen and he's of Dominican descent and a major fuckboy. As soon as Luis lays eyes on her he falls in love. She also meets Hakeem who's twenty and he's of Puerto Rican descent. He's more the family oriented type and he has a son, but when he sees Mardochee he immediately falls in love with her. On top with that she's dealing with drama and school work. Will Marsochee be able to handle it

When rising defense attorney Sienna Carter is forced to defend a crime lord's son, she lands in the sights of Cassio Falcone the ruthless Italian Mafia Don. To keep his empire safe, Cassio gives her a choice: marry him or lose everything. Trapped in a deadly game of power and passion, Sienna vows to hate him-but Cassio is dangerously obsessed. And in a world where love is a weapon, falling for the villain might be her biggest mistake.

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