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Kamiyah's life growing up was never good. However when she reached 11th grade that changed forever...

Ashanti Leneé Duvan is tired. Tired of college. Tired of fake connections. Tired of people not taking her seriously. A junior in college working toward becoming a psychologist, Ashanti is already overwhelmed-and the semester barely started. Between her anxiety, academic pressure, and a love life full of unserious hoes, she's starting to wonder if she is the problem... or if people just can't handle her. Then there's Chase Tavonii Jackson. A fine, nonchalant stud with tattoos from head to toe, a successful tattoo shop, and a girlfriend she probably shouldn't have. Chase doesn't do feelings-she does distance, rules, and cheating before she can get hurt again. One slutterparty. One shared bedroom. One twenty-minute dare. Boundaries get set. Lines get crossed. And neither of them is ready for what happens when attraction turns into something real. Sometimes the people who swear they don't want you... want you the most.

Yanna "Babydoll" Hill has it all-money, beauty, and the kind of privilege that makes the world bend at her feet. As the spoiled daughter of one of Manhattan's richest men, she's used to getting what she wants... except when it comes to her love life. Forced into a fake relationship with Wyatt, the golden boy from another powerful family, Yanna is miserable, rebellious, and ready to risk it all-especially for the right woman. Enter Ren. A 6'0 ex-military bodyguard from Louisiana, Ren is assigned to shadow Yanna's every move after one too many reckless nights out. She's all discipline, muscle, and mystery, and she's making it very hard for Yanna to behave. Between sneaking out to wild parties, dodging her overbearing father, and dealing with a boyfriend she never wanted, Yanna finds herself caught in a game of tension and temptation with the one woman she shouldn't want. But what happens when "babysitting" turns into something else? And when Wyatt starts to notice that Yanna's attention isn't on him anymore, things get dangerous. In a world where image is everything, power is dangerous, and love is a luxury, will Yanna play by the rules-or will she finally take what she wants? WLW urban lesbian blacklove gxg

Illumoria~ The realization that every person has hidden parts of themselves, a light they rarely share. Zhi'Elle Banks is a St. Louis native and home-based hairstylist starting fresh in Houston with her daughter, Kha'Zhani. Quietly resilient and fiercely devoted, she's rebuilding her life with intention-love was never the plan, but Nayeli changes everything. Nayeli Monroe is a Houston-based fashion designer with a bold vision and a guarded heart. Known for her style and independence, she's spent years searching for real connection-until Zhi'Elle makes her believe it might actually exist.

"Bitches aint shit." Kahdaija, constantly hurt after only giving love. Yet when she does, it goes good...but only for a while. So called in love with Karmen - Until, a girl named Reizya enters her life. Unexpectedly at that. So ... maybe she will allow Reziya to change her perspective , or just be disappointed with Karmen.

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In the bustling city of Chicago, two Black women cross paths in the most unexpected of places: the lecture hall. Dr. Simone Harris, a 34-year-old respected literature professor with a reputation for her fierce intellect and uncompromising dedication to her students, is known for being tough but fair. Her world, filled with books, faculty meetings, and quiet evenings, is upended when a new student enters her classroom.

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