𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇- He told her one thing "you ain't see shit if you wanna keep that pretty face connected to your body." She was never supposed to cross paths with Giomani "Gio" Blackwood, suit-wearing, gun-toting underboss of New York's most feared family. But one wrong night put her in his world, and Gio don't believe in coincidences. Now she's tied to the man the streets call a monster. And the craziest part? The more she learns about him, the harder it gets to hate him. Cold. Calculated. Fine as hell. Gio runs everything - and when his father steps down, he's coming for the throne. But love and loyalty don't mix in the mafia. And in Gio's world, you either with him... or you against him. Ain't no in-between. 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃 & 𝐇𝐀𝐒𝐍'𝐓 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐃!

She's 25. He's 18. What could they possibly have in common? According to Ms. Lawson-absolutely nothing. But Mr. Amani Knight? He begs to differ. The moment he laid eyes on his new substitute teacher, he made up his mind: he had to have her. For the next three months, Ms. Lawson will be his sub-but not in the way she expects. Can Amani change her mind and break through her defenses before time runs out? Or will she stick to the rules and keep things strictly professional? Dive into this steamy, slow-burn romance and see who really ends up in control.

Pushing himself from the door Gulian neared her, standing in front of her. "I want you to stop seeing 𝙝𝙞𝙢, that's what I want." Kyomi scoffed as she shook her head. "Why would I stop doing that? Just 'cause you call yourself asking nicely?"

Watched the world from the sidelines, had nothing to prove, till you came into my life, gave me something to lose.

"Nah yeen my girl but you my ride or die, fuck titles and allat cause i know im yours and your mine." -PnB Rock

in Oak Cliff, love doesn't grow quietly. It collides. Love Me follows two teenagers chasing escape in different ways one through money, one through music while pretending they don't need what the other represents. sometimes love isn't enough. sometimes it's everything.

in progress

ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴀ ᴋɪᴅ ᴄᴀɴ ʙʀɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴡᴏ ɪɴᴅɪᴠɪᴅᴜᴀʟꜱ

"ɪ ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴀʙʏꜱɪᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɴɪɢɢᴀ, ᴍᴀ." 17 ʏᴇᴀʀ ᴏʟᴅ, ᴛᴀ'ʀʏᴀ ʜᴏʟᴅᴇɴ, ɴᴇᴇᴅꜱ ᴀ ʙᴀʙʏꜱɪᴛᴛᴇʀ-- ɪꜱ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʜᴇʀ ᴍᴏᴍ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ʜᴇʀ. ꜱʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴀʟᴍᴏꜱᴛ 18, ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴇʀ ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ɢᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ. ʜᴇʀ ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ, ᴛᴀ'ʀɪꜱʜᴀ ʜᴏʟᴅᴇɴ, ʜᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ᴀ ᴛʀɪᴘ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴡᴀɪɪ. ꜱʜᴇ'ꜱ ʟᴇᴀᴠɪɴɢ ᴛᴀ'ʀʏᴀ, ᴀɴᴅ ɢɪᴠɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ᴀ ʙᴀʙʏꜱɪᴛᴛᴇʀ. ᴛʜɪꜱ ʙᴀʙʏꜱɪᴛᴛᴇʀ ɪꜱ ᴠᴇʀʏ ꜱᴇᴅᴜᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴀʟꜱᴏ ᴀ ɢᴀɴɢʙᴀɴɢᴇʀ. ʜɪꜱ ɴᴀᴍᴇ, ᴅᴀʏᴠᴏɴ ʙᴇɴɴᴇᴛᴛ, 21. ᴛᴀ'ʀʏᴀ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ꜱʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ɪɴ ꜰᴏʀ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʙᴀʙʏꜱɪᴛᴛᴇʀ ɢᴏᴛ ᴀʜᴏʟᴅ ᴏꜰ ʜᴇʀ.