"𝒍𝒆𝒕'𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒑 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒍𝒆𝒕'𝒔 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚..." - 𝗻𝗼𝘂𝗻 𝗲𝘅·​𝗶𝗹𝗲: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐨𝐧𝐞'𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞

He leaned back, looking at her face again before his fingers slid under her chin, lifting it so she had no choice but to meet his eyes. "You love me." He said, shaking his head in mock sympathy. "& that's the most reckless thing you could've ever done." His grip tightened slightly under her jaw, not hard enough to hurt, just enough to remind her that he could. His thumb grazed her jaw, slower this time, respectful. "Love doesn't make me weak, baby. It makes me more dangerous. Because I love you back, meaning I now have something to lose." He leaned in until his lips hovered just above hers, their breath mingling. "& I don't like that. Not having shit to lose is what kept me untouchable, now I got a weakness & now we gotta die holding hands because you ain't doing this shit without me & I ain't doing it without you. So, Naytiri, you sure you wanna bleed for me?"

🔺BOOK 3 OF THE 11:11 SERIES🔺 Gigi and Shanae are back-trying to rebuild their lives and find peace. But healing in the spotlight? Yeah, it's never that simple. With new opportunities calling and unresolved feelings still lingering, their fresh start in Los Angeles feels more like a test of self-control. Gigi's "situationship" with Chris is back on-passionate, chaotic, toxic... and relentlessly addictive. But after a life-changing accident forces her to slow down, she's questioning everything-including whether she's losing herself again in his world of fame, blurred boundaries, and late-night phone calls. Meanwhile, Shanae is finally putting herself first-focused on her recovery and determined to leave old habits behind. But in a city like LA, where temptation lingers around every corner, staying grounded-and staying clean-is proving harder than she expected. And they're not the only ones spiraling. From exes who refuse to let go, a stalker obsessed with attention, and bitter babymamas using their children as leverage-everyone's playing a dangerous game. But when blurred boundaries turn into obsession and secrets explode under the spotlight, Gigi and Shanae are forced to ask: Is love really worth the cost of their peace? Or is everyone being just a little too delusional? DELUSIONAL is the highly anticipated third book in the 11:11 series, where love gets messier, secrets cut deeper, and not everyone will walk away untouched.

🔺BOOK 2 OF THE 11:11 SERIES🔺 Gigi and Shanae have left behind their lives in Savannah and are diving headfirst into the glitz, glamour, and chaos of Los Angeles. With dreams on the rise and love in the air, everything seems to be falling into place-or so it seems. Gigi's "situationship" with Chris is heating up, but what happens when love doesn't come with a title? She's caught between his world of superstardom and her own desire for something more official. As the media swarms, secrets from the past resurface, and new faces attempt to come between them, Gigi's world begins to spiral out of control. Meanwhile, Shanae's journey in LA takes a few unexpected twists of her own. As both sisters navigate love, heartbreak, and the realities of fame, they'll have to decide: is love truly enough to survive the pressure? Or will the city of angels tear them apart? With temptation, jealousy, and the spotlight shining brighter than ever, Gigi's about to find out what it really means to be caught in the middle of it all. Welcome to LA, where nothing is what it seems. MY SLIME is the explosive second book in the 11:11 series, where love gets messier, dreams get bigger, and every move is under the world's watchful eye.

🔺BOOK 1 OF THE 11:11 SERIES🔺 Ranked #1 in #ChrisBreezy Ranked #1 in #TeamBreezy Ranked #1 in #Breezy Ranked #1 in #Manifesting ••• Gigi's been a ride or die Chris Brown fan since Day 1. Posters on the walls, every song on repeat-she's loved him for as long as she can remember. But in her day-to-day? She's just your regular bartender, grinding through her shifts at a hole in the wall bar while dreaming of something bigger. Then Rico steps into the picture-smooth, solid, and the kind of guy who makes you feel secure. When Gigi and her sister Shanae almost miss a sold-out Chris concert, Rico steps in and saves the day, not only getting them to the concert but also getting them backstage! When Rico introduces the girls to Chris, the spark between Gigi and Chris is instant. She can't ignore the tension, the energy, and the way Chris looks at her like he already knows what's about to happen. One look, one touch, and she knows life as she knew it is over. Now Gigi's stuck between two men. Rico's that guy who makes her feel safe, but with Chris? She feels alive. The same man she's idolized from afar is suddenly close enough to touch, dragging her into his world of fame, wild nights, and a connection she can't shake. He's pure adrenaline, and she's addicted. Fame, drama, secrets, and lies-Gigi's life just went from simple to scandalous real quick. One man's keeping her grounded, while the other's got her head in the clouds. But when everything starts falling apart, can Gigi handle the heat? Or will this love triangle blow up her whole world? FEEL SOMETHING is full of temptation, tough choices, and the kind of messy, wild love you can't help but get tangled up in.

2nd Chreyonce short stories!!! Funny/dirty/cute! ALL RECOMMENDATIONS ACCEPTED!!!

India Manory thinks life in Queens, New York will never change. It's the same routine, same bullshit she has to put up with. But can one faithful month change her whole perspective on life itself? "Same people, same expectations. There's no room for change. Change is just another way of saying 'Hey this is how things are whether you like it or not. Get used to it or get the fuck out.'" I kicked the dried up mud off of my black and white Converses. "Let me change your mind." Chris pulled his lips into his mouth, extending the length of his cheeks bones and causing two indents to form on the sides of his freckled face. "How do you suppose you're gonna do that?" I furrowed my brows and faced him, seeing his promising expression which intrigued me. "Give me a month. I bet I can change your life." A sly smirk tugged on his full lips. "For better or for worse?" "Only one way to find out."

Your typical story...with a twist.

"What I got to do to get some pussy?" I asked her and she just stared at me. "We're back to this shit." She said rolling her eyes and I chuckled. "I'm for real let a nigga know." I told her sitting up looking into her eyes which sat low cuh she was fucked up. "30 days." She said and I looked at her confused. "What?" "Show me your worth my pussy." She said leaving me still confused and I guess she knew cuh she went on. "No kissing, feeling, or no sexual intercourse with me or any other bitch for 30 days." She told me making me laugh. "I'm serious." She said as I still laughed. "Is yo shit even that good?" I asked her already knowing the answer. "Hell yeah if it wasn't you wouldn't have ate it and still came back for more." She said and I chuckled and shook my head thinking about this shit. "So a month with no pussy or head from Nobody? And if I do, I can do whatever I want to you?" I asked her then bitting my bottom lip thinking about it. "Yep." She said nodding her head and poring us both shots. "Deal." I told her and she smiled. I grabbed my shot and we tapped our shots together then threw them down our throat.

Teach me. Show me. I'm willing to learn what LOVE really is.