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Harlem doesn't forgive debts - it collects. Xyla never asked to be part of her father's street mistakes, but when his debt comes due, she becomes the payment. Snatched from her normal life and dropped into a world ruled by corners, codes, and consequences, Xyla finds herself under the control of Onyx - better known in Harlem as East. East runs his block with silence and fear. He's respected, dangerous, and untouchable. Loyalty is his currency, violence is his language, and weakness gets you buried. Keeping Xyla was supposed to be business - nothing more than leverage. But Xyla isn't weak, and she refuses to bow to the streets that claim her. As Harlem closes in and enemies start circling, tension turns into temptation and hate turns into something neither of them planned. East is torn between the rules that made him and the woman who's breaking every one of them. Xyla must decide if survival means escaping him... or standing beside him. In a city where love is a liability and trust gets you killed, one thing is certain - some debts don't get paid in cash. They get paid in blood, loyalty... and desire.

At twelve years old, Melody Reign Saldana learned that monsters don't hide under beds - they wear designer suits and carry loaded guns. After witnessing a ruthless drug lord execute her parents in cold blood, Melody was forced into a life she never chose. Raised by her powerful uncle Alejandro in the deadly streets of Miami, she grew into something far more dangerous than a grieving little girl. Now twenty-two, Melody is one of the most feared contract killers in the city. Beautiful, cold-hearted, and impossible to catch, she leaves behind nothing but bodies... and a lipstick-stained kiss on every victim. Revenge is the only thing keeping her alive, and she'll stop at nothing until the men responsible for her parents' deaths are buried six feet under. But everything changes when she crosses paths with Kane Blackwell - a twenty-nine-year-old homicide detective haunted by a tragedy of his own. After losing his parents to murder at just eight years old, Kane dedicated his life to putting killers behind bars. He's smart, relentless, and dangerously close to uncovering Miami's bloodiest secrets. What starts as a game of cat and mouse quickly turns into something neither of them expected. Because the closer Kane gets to solving his cases... the closer he gets to Melody. In a city ruled by money, violence, and betrayal, love could be the deadliest mistake of all.

She sold her time for money; until desire demanded her heart. Broke and desperate, twenty-two year old Sage, takes a job that pays thousands for her time and beauty-no strings attached. But when she meets Cortez Banks, a powerful man with tattoos, secrets, and temptation written all over him, rules shatter. He's off-limits. He's dangerous. And falling for him could cost her everything. Sage swore she wouldn't break the rules. Cortez swore he didn't need love. But rules were made to be broken. What begins as desire spirals into something far more dangerous. When secrets unravel; secrets that tie Cortez to her family, to her best friend, to a world of blood and betrayal-Sage will learn the truth: Luxury isn't free. And love might cost her 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠.

"Be a good student, baby, and open your mouth for me." . . . In which 20-year-old Alyssa Silvestro decides to seduce her professor, who happens to be the older brother of her cheating ex-boyfriend. Revenge is best served cold, is what they say.

Smoke awakes from his coma and tries his hardest to use his old tactics against Kailyn after what she had did. But, Will he succeed and have her scared to where she has no choice but to be a family ? Or will she show him that she's not scared anymore ? Find out in "Not Scared" sequel to "Scared" A Cazmere Productions Completed : 08/19/23

SEQUEL TO THE ART OF MANIPULATION Jonika thought the bullet ended everything-his empire, his hold on her heart, and the man she loved but was forced to betray. She tried to rebuild, to bury the grief under the illusion of a normal life. But grief doesn't stay buried. It claws. It festers. And some ghosts don't stay dead. When fate drags Jonika back into the shadows she thought she'd escaped, she finds herself hunted by the very man she once destroyed. His face is the same, his eyes colder, his love and fury tangled into something she can't escape. Now she doesn't know if he has returned to reclaim her heart... or claim her life.

Miles has always been able to keep his professional and personal life separate. Then he met Gianna Graye.

Solani is the type of woman who lights up any room she walks into. She's single, fun, got her own job, her own place, and her weekends stay booked and busy. She's not pressed about finding love-if it happens, it happens. When her best friend and her fiancé plan a pre-wedding trip to Hawaii with the whole wedding party, Solani is all in. She's just there to have fun and maybe sip a few margaritas. But once she meets Demetri, the best man's best friend, all that "I'm just here to chill" talk goes out the window. He's fine, laid-back, and got that confidence that makes her nervous in the best way. What starts as playful flirting turns into something deeper. The two start spending every day together on the trip-late-night talks, laughing, and vibes that feel too good to be temporary. But once the plane lands back home, real life hits. Suddenly, those vacation feelings start to clash with the reality waiting for them both.

"That's your fucking problem right there, Kai." "You want me to keep chasing you and I'm not doing that shit no more." He spat, looking into my eyes as I looked back into his. "You want to leave without letting me explain, then go ahead and leave, Kai." "I'm not stopping you." "But if you want this shit, Kai.." "Then come get it." He spoke sternly, unbuttoning his button down shirt as I stood there in shock, turning around completely to look up at him. Taking his shirt off, I watched as he stripped himself down as his muscular, tall, fit figure appeared and I can't say this man wasn't drop dead fine. Though I was so mad at him in this moment, my mouth dropped, looking at how good he looked. "I'm done chasing your ass, bruh." "You want me, come get me."