" 𝘔𝘪 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘶𝘩 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘪 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘩 𝘺𝘶𝘩 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺 "

He left a mark I never asked for. Now he wants to finish the piece. Amina Westbrook didn't choose motherhood. But when her younger sister dropped a baby and disappeared, Amina stepped up, raised that little girl as her own, and never looked back. Seven years later, the past comes tatted, cocky, and fine as hell-standing in the grocery store with the same hypnotic eyes her daughter sees in the mirror. Santiago Vega. Zuri's father. The man who left before he ever knew she existed. Now he wants in. He wants time. Forgiveness. A chance to be a father. And every time he shows up with that deep voice and soft smirk, Amina hates how badly she wants to let him. Santiago isn't just showing up for Zuri-he's showing up for her. Fixing things she didn't ask him to fix. Dropping money in her hand like it's his right. Touching her like he already knows how she breaks. Amina's been holding everything together for so long, she doesn't know how to let go. Doesn't know how to want someone who actually stays. But Santiago stays. Through the attitude. The boundaries. The sparks that keep catching fire. And when he finally gets his hands on her? There's nothing soft about it. Now she's spiraling in his sheets, clashing with him in front of her family, and falling harder than she ever meant to. Because Santiago doesn't just want to play daddy. He wants the whole damn family. And this time, he's not leaving until he has them. Ink Don't Lie is a gritty, emotionally charged, standalone romance about second chances, found family, and the kind of love that refuses to walk away.

"Yuh never know police man coulda be romantic?" - Javani. She never planned on falling for a police officer. But one late-night pickup changed everything. Between laughter that feels like home, arguments that cut too deep, and secrets she isn't ready to face, Aajanai finds herself tangled in a love that tests both her patience and her heart. And when the past comes knocking, she has to decide-will love be enough to keep her safe, or will it all come crashing down?

Kimberly sit pon di veranda, di night air cool and calm. Di stars dem a shine bright, and di moon cast a soft glow pon everything. Dante walk up to her slowly, di sound of him footsteps quiet as him approach. Him look at her, smile soft, and say, "Kim, yuh beautiful tonight." Kimberly raise up her head, look at him with a soft smile. "Yuh always know how fi mek mi feel special," she reply, voice gentle. Dante kneel down beside her, his hand reaching out to hold hers. "Mi nuh tek yuh for granted, Kim. Every moment mi spend wid yuh blessing," him whisper, his thumb gently brushing across her hand. "Mi waan yuh fi know seh mi care fi yuh deeply." Kimberly heart skip a beat, feeling di warmth of his words. She squeeze his hand back, her voice barely above a whisper. "Mi care fi yuh too, Dante. It feels good fi know someone understand mi like dis." Him lean in closer, their faces inches apart. Di night air shift, and di only sound is di beat of their hearts. "Yuh ready fi mek more memories with mi?" Dante ask, his eyes searching hers. "Mi always ready, Dante," Kimberly respond, voice steady, but her heart racing. In dat moment, time seem fi slow down as he lean in and kiss her softly, di kiss full of love and warmth. It wasn't just a kiss, but a promise - a promise of more moments together, of growing closer and finding peace in each other's arms.

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Pussy whip you, you call mi master. Your's as long as yuh want... Your's as long as yuh want. (;

Alora and Ronan has been together since high school. They're engaged to be married but they have envious enemies lurking in the shadows. On one of Alora's everyday visits to her fiancé's place of work she walks in on her fiancé cheating on her, or so she thinks. She runs away without any explanation which leaves Ronan hurt and lost. When she finally returns, will she find out the truth? Or will she continue to let her ignorance and jealousy lead her? ................................... She stood there biting her lip on the verge of tears. I so badly wanted to reach over and comfort her but I knew I couldn't. I needed to get this off my chest. "Tell me something Alora. Did you see me in that video?" I asked "Yes, your ring and shir-" I cut her off. "Alora, did. you. see. my face. in the video?" I emphasized. My voice low and deep. She kept biting her lip as if she were thinking. "I...I...no," She replied looking down. "That's all I needed to hear." I said walking past her and out the door. What happens when a huge misunderstanding gets in the way of true love?