When an Atlanta dancer protecting her teenage sister crosses paths with a mysterious woman who seems to know far too much about her, their dangerous pull toward each other entangles them in a world of gang rivalries, buried pasts, and loyalty-shattering stakes. *** Mazi has always been the only thing holding her world together, working long nights at an Atlanta club and raising her rebellious little sister, Mac. But when Lee, a quiet stranger with unsettling knowledge about her life, steps into her VIP room, everything shifts. What begins as curiosity veers into something intense and irresistible, pulling them both into a storm of threats, gang tension, and past enemies. As tensions grow, Mazi battles the instinct to stand alone while Lee fights to prove she's more than the streets that shaped her. *** Adapted From: Studs Get It Wetter. She was just supposed to dance. Lee was just supposed to pay. But one touch turned obsession, and one kiss lit a war. Now the bodies are stacking, the streets are watching, and Mazi's learning the hard way... love can be just as deadly as loyalty. And in Atlanta? You don't get both. MUST READ.

"I say that I hate you with a smile on my face.." Wisdom Jefferson is known for her bad attitude and temper. After a bad fight, she now has to do 6 months of anger management classes and has to find a job. After weeks of searching, she's still at a dead end because no one wants to work with a teen who picks fights. That is until she applies for a diner and gets hired. All is well until she remembers that her manager is her longtime enemy. Jorja Hunters is an outgoing, activist and drummer. She's the one you call when you have a problem but seems to be always alone when she has one. All she wants to do is travel the world and showcase her talent. But she has no support from her overprotective parents which is why she ends up working at their diner with the girl who gives her a horrible headache, yet she seems to still have a crush on after many years. Old Title was "Favorite Crime"

" underneath the silent hue of the streetlight, we found that the world doesn't always have to be against us. Sometimes, it just takes one person to make the darkness a little less lonely.. " Flipping the notebook closed, running a soft hand over the cover before she picked up a marker and scribbled down " under the streetlights .. "