A woman has faced the heart breaking reality of losing her virginity, being rejected and being blinded by love. She convinced her self that liaison doesn't exist in her world. Until she meets a man that changes her mind a long with perspective, she finds her self being a ride or die to a man with a good heart and street smarts. A man, is an ex confict. Being convicted of felonies such as manslaughter and weapon possession. He comes from a broken home and tramautizing child hood. He's rough around the edges but deep down inside he just wants to know that he is loved and worth it. He's a G but he has heart. This a street romance that will keep you wanting more!

"The world called him a Beast, and he called her Brat. But somehow, in the middle of all that fire, they were perfect for each other."

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Kason "Khotic" Brewster never planned on living long. At seventeen, he buried both of his parents in the same week. His mother died instantly in a car crash. His father held on just long enough to make Kason promise one thing before he passed. Take care of your brother and sister. So that's exactly what he did. Twelve years later Khotic is the man the streets call when things get ugly. Feared. Respected. Untouchable. Everything he does is for the two people depending on him to make it out of the life he's stuck in. He's content with that. Until Beauty Cardwell crashes into his world. Bee is nothing like the women Khotic usually deals with. She's a twenty-five-year-old brain surgeon, a child prodigy who finished school before most people finished learning who they were. She's blunt, literal, and socially awkward in ways people don't always understand. Diagnosed with high-functioning autism, Bee doesn't believe in pretending to be something she's not. She says exactly what she means. And for some reason... Khotic likes that. What starts as a chance meeting turns into something neither of them expected. Bee sees the man behind Khotic's reputation. The older brother trying to keep his promise. The boy who never got the chance to grieve. And Khotic sees something in Bee that the world keeps missing. But loving a man like Khotic means stepping into a life Bee was never meant to be part of. Enemies. Loyalty. Violence. The kind of danger that doesn't care how smart you are. And Khotic knows one thing for sure. Good girls like Beauty Cardwell aren't supposed to fall for men like him.

"𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥. 𝐃𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐥𝐲. 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫. 𝐒𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫."

After seven years of no contact from her estranged father, Legend Monroe, ends up dying and Ivy League, pre-law student Brielle Monroe is now 100% Queen of the cartel. Follow her journey as she becomes one of the queens of Detroit as the hood heir.

𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦, 𝘐 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘧 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘪'𝘭𝘭 𝘱𝘢𝘺 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘐 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘴𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦. - This isn't a fairytale. It's what happens when love gets mixed with loyalty, and loyalty costs you everything. Kaisya held it down - took time, lost years, and came out different. Tremell swore he'd ride for her, but words don't mean much when life start movin' without you. This story ain't about who was right or wrong. It's about two people who loved each other too hard, too young, and got caught in a world that don't care about love. It's about trying to forgive somebody who made you build yourself from the ground up. So if you're reading this, don't expect perfection. Expect silence, tension, old wounds, and that kind of love you wish you could hate but never really do. Because sometimes, moving on don't mean you stopped feeling-it just means you finally learned how to survive it. - She survived the pain he caused - now she has to face the man who never really stopped being hers.

She learned early how to seal things away. Emotion filed down, expression kept neutral, desire folded so neatly it almost disappears. She gives nothing unless it's earned, and even then, only in pieces. Control isn't armor to her - it's instinct. He is cut from the same discipline. Composed, unreadable, careful with what he reveals and even more careful with what he wants. His restraint isn't coldness; it's calibration. He knows exactly how much to show and exactly when to stop. Between them, nothing rushes. It pulls. What lives here is not loud. It's contained. Pressurized. Waiting. Eclipsed moves in shadows - where longing is disciplined, connection is measured, and the most powerful moments happen in what's withheld. In a world that rewards exposure, they choose control, even as the gravity between them threatens to close the distance they've both sworn to keep. Some connections don't demand attention. They draw it in.

After witnessing a murder, Dream is kidnapped and held hostage. Little does the kidnapper know what he is getting himself into by kidnapping the daughter of a famous drug lord.

A barbecue, an old family friend she swore she'd never speak to. When Violet's mother invites him over, old irritation resurfaces. But beneath the tension, something unexpected begins to grow. Will Violet fall apart? Or will she fall for him?