The Noir & nectar sequel ...for better or worse 💍

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She runs the streets with blood on her hands and love in her chest. Taraji will lie, kill, and burn the city down before she lets danger touch Fantasia. But secrets don't stay buried and when the truth starts breathing, love becomes the most dangerous thing she owns.

Fantasia and Taraji Fan story. ENJOYYYY! This book does touch sensitive subjects. ⚠️⚠️

Love, never got to be toxic

Love between the fame and lights Tarasia story 💋

Rising R&B singer Fantasia is on the verge of superstardom, and powerhouse actress-producer Taraji is chasing her first big film. When their worlds collide in the studio, the chemistry is instant-and impossible to ignore. Secret sessions turn into fiery nights, and soon, music isn't the only thing on fire. But jealous rivals, demanding careers, and the spotlight threaten to expose everything they've been hiding. Can love survive when every note-and every touch-is a risk?

Tarasia love story, starting fresh!

When Fantasia moves into a new apartment, she's looking for a fresh start-peace, privacy, and a little space to herself. What she doesn't expect is Taraji, the confident, magnetic neighbor who lives directly across the hall. Their connection starts small: polite greetings in the hallway, brief chats over mailboxes, casual dinners. But as days turn into nights, the simplicity of friendship becomes something hotter, something impossible to ignore. Late-night conversations, lingering touches, and quiet moments of vulnerability blur the lines between companionship and desire. As their bond deepens, Fantasia and Taraji discover a chemistry that's electrifying, consuming, and entirely addictive. Across the hall, behind doors that separate them physically but not emotionally, they find that the proximity they once took for granted becomes the source of every heated thought, every whispered confession, and every night spent craving each other. Across the Hall is a slow-burning, passionate story of intimacy, connection, and the irresistible pull of desire when it starts right next door.