Kadeem Harris is a hot head athlete, being the quarterback of the Atlanta falcons with 3 Super Bowl rings he was on top of the world. When his temper gets him into a PR nightmare his coach brings in the big guns. Jaleah Adams is a power house Sports Agent, most men don't accept her work because she's a woman but she knows her shit. Seeing as though her father owns the Atlanta Falcons. There was no time for dating when she dealt with nothing but ATHLETES.

After being disgraced by her town from an unpredictable night and an untimely diagnosis Angel-Grace escaped her small country town to a bigger city and was forced to return. Re-encountering her old nemesis, Tony Ryder, should be the least of her worries until they both realize a connection that neither one of them wants to forget.

Superstar rapper, Sevyn, has spent the past seven years in the industry going through the motions and removing himself from the impeding doom of street life. His daily struggles prevent him for seeking any form of love. He avoided it like all things that he knew would eventually be taken from him. Kiyanna Cross, successfully built a name for herself in the hair industry without the help of social media. She's been able to keep a low profile and maintain professionalism until she meets the extremely rude and guarded Sevyn. But when he challenges everything she knew about herself and love it's hard not to wonder what more could be.

He was hoe all his life and he knew it. He never wanted to be everything for someone until he met her. She was everything he needed. As y'all know my books jump to the point! Some time jumps I don't own any pictures or gifs I find things off Facebook and Google. I just wanted to write about a sweet, non toxic relationship.

College nights in NYC don't hit like home-they hit harder. And two Bronx natives living on campus in Manhattan are about to find out just how hard. Dashawn's quiet, calculating, barely holding it together under campus lights. But when Annabelle slides into his life-all curls, curves, and Dominican spice-things are about to heat up. He's stuck in his own head... until she pulls him out. This ain't insta-love-it's a slow burn with juice, tension, and a freak streak waiting to spark. Little did they know, nothing would be the same once the match was lit. Theirs is just the beginning-one story in a growing universe of filthy, layered NYC heat. Welcome to NYC Freaky Tales.

Jream "Tiny" Mallory is used to being overlooked. At 5'3" with a soft baby voice, small curves, and a heart too big for her own good, she's the sweet nurse everybody loves-but nobody really sees. She spends her nights patching up strangers, never expecting her life to change... until she saves Cassius "Cash" Vale, a cocky underground street boxer with a reputation for breaking jaws and never losing a fight. From the moment he lays eyes on her caramel skin and hears that shy baby voice scolding him, Cash is hooked. She's nothing like the women he's used to-soft, shy, and too good for his world. But Cash doesn't do goodbyes or missed chances. If he wants something, he takes it. And he wants Tiny-all of her. So when Jream tries to keep her distance, Cash makes the decision for her. One night, he snatches her, claiming she belongs to him. What starts as a dangerous game of obsession turns into something deeper as he slowly breaks through her insecurities with his daily compliments, endless worship of her tiny frame, and the kind of love she never thought she deserved. But loving a man like Cash comes with risks. His world is violent, and being his woman makes her a target. When an enemy uses her to get revenge, Cash will have to fight the biggest battle of his life-not just in the ring, but for the woman who stole his heart. A slow-burn hood romance full of cocky banter, obsessive love, and R&B vibes-perfect for fans of Jade Jones and Jahquel J.

kis·met /ˈkizmit,ˈkizˌmet/ noun destiny; fate. how do you know when you've met your soulmate?

New Orleans isn't just a city-it's a pulse. A rhythm. A hunger. And nobody knows that better than Arielle Washington, a tired single mother grinding just to make rent in the Desire Projects. Love left her a long time ago, replaced with diaper bags, house keys, and survival. That is, until a new housekeeping job drops her into the home-and world-of ICE the most dangerous man in the streets. ICE doesn't do mess. Doesn't do feelings. But there's something about Ari-her fire, her silence, her scars-that draws him in. And when business gets bloody and loyalties are tested, the line between protector and predator blurs. Because in the Dirty South, nothing comes clean... not even love.

What happens when you fall for your brother's best friend? The story of Serenity & Jabari.

Instead of responding, Mehki raised up a little bit and pulled his shirt up to reveal a tattoo in beautifully and graceful cursive right over his heart. Satori Kemoni Dolce metà "What does this mean?" Satori almost whispered, not being able to control herself as she reached out and brushed her fingertips over the ink embedded into his skin. "Sweet half, better half." Mehki responded immediately, his eyes never leaving hers as her gaze was fixed on his tattoo. "But we were broken up." Satori sat back on her knees as she continued brushing her fingers over the ink marking his skin, forgetting she was basically rubbing his chest right now. "I told you when we broke up that you my soulmate, my ride or die. That shit ain't change. I don't even look no other females way no more since I been with you. You the only woman for me, Kemoni. Whether you want me back or not." Mehki spoke and Satori pouted, feeling her eyes start to tear up. Rankings: #1 - blackcast (9/17/24) #3 - businessowner (9/17/24) #2 - businesscouple (9/17/24) #3 - standalone (10/20/24) #1 - blackcouple (12/5/24) #1 - blackauthot (2/12/25) #1 - blackpeople (2/12/25)