"C-Colonel, I-" I stammered, my voice barely a whisper. The words caught in my throat, my mind a chaotic swirl of emotions and memories. "That's not my name, princess," he interrupted, his voice a dangerous murmur that sent a shiver down my spine. He lifted his hand, gently tracing the tip of the gun along my jawline. The cold metal contrasted sharply with the burning heat of his proximity, making me shudder. His eyes bore into mine, the manic gleam in them unwavering. The way he held the gun, almost tenderly against my skin, was both a warning and seductive. The tension between us was palpable, an electric current that crackled in the air. "You know better than to call me that," he continued, his tone a mix of reprimand and dark amusement. Shakir cocked his head to the side, his eyes narrowing slightly. " Or do I need to remind you?" __________________ Nataliya Niang, a world renowned psychologist, loves to help those in need. Firmly believing in her ability to establish positive relationships and supporting her patients, her life was based on the foundations of kindness, compassion, and empathy. Colonel Shakir Walker, the leader of the black operations unit, is all but a gambler of death. His blood lust extends beyond comprehension, as bodies are left in distress with each path that he crosses. After embarking on a failed mission and witnessing the deaths of his comrades, he is sentenced to eight months of probation, as well as attending therapy sessions at The Mindful Wellness Center. When fate brings Nataliya and Shakir together, their worlds collide in unexpected ways. A chaos of torn souls navigating through love, lust, and betrayal. ( DON'T COPYRIGHT MY STORY )

Atarah, a young early education teacher just trying to live. On the weekends, she worked a job she wasn't so proud of. She was a bottle girl at one of the hottest clubs. Taleem, a single father of one who worked many jobs to clean all of his dirty money and still juggled the struggle of being a single father. He found himself fascinated with Atarah. What will happen when they keep crossing paths? Read to find out!

Two guarded souls who recognize the ache in each other, trying not to fall too hard but drawn together anyway. Their love simmers beneath the surface-fierce, quiet, and complicated. He's her storm in silence; she's his peace in chaos *Unedited 𝑷𝑼𝑹𝑷𝑳𝑬𝑹𝑨𝑨𝑰𝑵 _® Started: 12/13/22 Published: 12/23/22 End: 12/29/23

This is the third installment of the Love and Basketball series. Please read Freshmen and Sophomore Year first. ___________________________________________ To get a rainbow, you must go through rainstorm, and they've seen a multitude of precipitation through all these years. Completely free from college and doing his own thing, Shai Carter was heading down a smooth road of comfortably-at least, that's what he assumed. With his very own AAU team and the manager of the YMCA, Shai has taken full control of his life, centering his happiness, the community, and of course, his beautiful wife. And with things seemingly dear and content, he didn't expect for his past to make a wrap around and how him off course. Although it took many cloudy days to get under his skin, rainstorms were unavoidable in his life. From birth, her life had been nothing other than rainbows and sunshines. She had her occasional storms and darkened night, but it had completely stopped. But there were still some clouds lingering around through her day. Entering her junior year of college, Dess, had finally found the appropriate time to get her life on track. Partially healed from the passing of her father, her journey to new beginnings had begun, and her sunny days seemed to be constant. Until it wasn't.

"𝐧𝐨 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐱 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐆𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡 𝐨𝐧" - 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 2 𝐨𝐟 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐈𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐃𝐎 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑

"You're leaving me, we were suppose to do this together fats, we were suppose to accomplish this together..." The young woman looked up at the gentleman in front of her with nothing but pure hurt, she couldn't believe the words she was hearing right now. "Yo' you have to stop being attached to me, you're not my girlfriend slim- chill dude I can't do this.." Marion shook his head. The young woman looked at him with a chuckle before walking away. "Fuck you!"

"𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭." 𝘏𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦. "𝘐 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦. 𝘈𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭." 𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘳𝘶𝘣𝘣𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦.

𝑆𝐸𝑄𝑈𝐸𝐿 𝑇𝑂 '𝑁𝑂𝐵𝑂𝐷𝑌 𝐸𝐿𝑆𝐸'