𝘋𝘶𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘢𝘪 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦. 𝘚𝘰, 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘚𝘢𝘪, 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘥𝘶𝘭𝘵. 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘴 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘠𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘭𝘺 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥...𝘯𝘰𝘳 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦.

"ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴀʟʟ ᴡᴇ ʟᴏꜱᴛ...ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʀᴇᴍᴀɪɴꜱ"

"Solè, why'd you stay?" "Because, Zaire... you the first thing that ever felt worth staying for." ❀ 🝳 ❀ Harlem held the noise. Solè gave Zaire the quiet. Zaire Knox, Harlem's quiet storm, known for his ties to the streets and a gaze that read people faster than they could lie to him. Respected. Feared. Loved. With scars buried deeper than his tattoos, he never planned to love soft. Until a Harlem vinyl shop left behind by his late grandfather forces him to slow down, to breathe, to find his real purpose in the world beyond the streets. Solè Sinclair, soft but unbreakable, raised by her father after loss. By day, she serves warmth behind the counter of a café. By night, she disappears into her art, trying to paint the parts of herself no one ever sees. When their worlds cross, the city shifts. What starts off tense and unexpected turns tender. Together, they learn love can hold you just as fierce as the streets ever did, and softer, too. But love in Harlem always asks one question: what are you willing to risk when the heart wants more than the streets ever offered? A Harlem story. A hood love. A soft place to land. ❀ 🝳 ❀

Join Coia as she navigates her adult hood, trials and tribulations, successes and losses, learning and unlearning both people and habits.

EST. 2023

"How the fuck can an entire family go missing?!" "I don't know... I don't have the information that you need," I said causing him to sigh. A family of 7 goes missing but nobody but them knew exactly what happened in their household. Who knew two teenagers in love could do so much damage. (MATURE CONTENT!!!)

"I give what I receive, lately, I ain't been feelin' loved at all." - Hunxho Jamouri was never built to save anybody. He's stuck between a past that won't let go and a future that don't know the truth yet. A baby mama who knows his worst habits, his soft spots, and exactly how to pull them. A new woman who feels like peace - until she starts asking the wrong questions. Sa'Raina comes with history. Blood ties. A daughter he barely sees and a bond that never really broke, just turned bitter. Sy'ani is temptation wrapped in calm - fine, quiet, and way more aware than she lets on. This isn't love. It's ego, lust, control - a messy, unspoken arrangement built on late nights, half-truths, and blurred lines nobody wants to claim. Everybody wants something. Nobody's telling the whole truth. This ain't a fairytale. This that hood reality - where sex is loud, secrets are louder, and somebody always pays when a man thinks he can have it all.

Ceedee Lamb x Mariah The Scientist Sometimes love arrives at the right moment when you're feeling down.

Teddy ain't the golden child. Never was, never will be. Born to a woman the Josephs never claimed, Teddy grew up learning the difference between being family... and being tolerated. While his brothers are loved by their father. Teddy had one person in the family who didn't care how he was made Big Mama who always had his back since day one. Teddy stood outside the circle, learning how to love himself in the silence. But silence doesn't last forever. When Nay'Vee-his first love and the one who got away comes home carrying a broken past and a grown-woman secret, the fuse gets lit. Sparks fly, old wounds reopen, and the Joseph house, once held together by Sunday dinners and soul food, starts to feel more like a battleground. Love, rivalry, and secrets are buried deep like roots. This isn't just a family story. It's about finding your place when you've always been on the outside looking in. It's about Black love in its rawest, realest form. It's Hello Sunday-and nothing will ever taste the same again.