in which, Kiyanna thinks she finds the love of her life, but is she wrong about him? She feels hopeless in her life but her problems always take care of themselves... as if someone is watching. "𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘮𝘦, 𝘒𝘪𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢. 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘦... 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥?" noun a person who observes something attentively or regularly.

Summertime is meant to fall in love. ©𝐒𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑.

𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘭 𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥, 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦. 𝐞𝐬𝐭: 𝐣𝐮𝐧𝐞.𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟎

"𝗶𝗺 𝘀𝗼𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝗯𝗮𝗯𝘆." 𝗔𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗱𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗻 𝗯𝗼𝗼𝗸

𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴, 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘴 𝘧𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘶𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘺. 𝘍𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘫𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘖𝘮𝘺𝘳𝘪 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘌𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘯𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘨𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘶𝘱𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦, 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘱𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦. 𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘴𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘤 𝘰𝘧 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄.

This story is about a girl named zaylyn

Enya Hartwell is focused. School first, success always. With Spelman on the horizon and law school somewhere in the future, she's been doing everything right. But doing everything right doesn't always stop people from hurting you. After being pushed out by the two friends she trusted most, Enya's learning the hard way that not everyone who says "we" means it. She's not looking for comfort when she walks home in tears that day, but she finds it anyway in the boy next door she'd always overlook. Dawn Caceres keeps to himself. He's collected, observant, and just trying to make it through life without too much noise. With a new chapter of his life ahead of him at Morehouse, he's more concerned with staying grounded than chasing anything extra. But when Enya ends up on his porch, something clicks. And what starts as a few words turns into a summer of getting to know someone you never knew you needed. She wants to prove she's enough, and he just wants peace. They don't move fast, but they move real. And between quiet talks, new beginnings, and the slow unraveling of everything they thought they knew, they'll try to figure out how to love in a way that feels like them. a @diorlogy novel, 2025.

He looked over at her in the passenger seat, her face bathed in sunset light-eyes wide, lips parted in awe, as the ocean slowly came into view. She clutched her chest like it was too full. "I never thought I'd see it," she whispered. And he-made of calloused hands and bruised silence-felt something holy stir inside him. Not lust. Not desire. But reverence. He reached out, fingers brushing hers over the center console, like passing a sacred offering. "This is your sky now," he said. "And that sea? That's yours too mama." She smiled, tears hanging from her lashes like crystal prayers. And in that moment, with the windows down and the wind singing her name, he realized: She wasn't just heaven sent. She was heaven itself... And he would never be the same.

"They're both so fucking crazy"

𝘐 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦.