Theia Celeste Lawson thought the hardest part of her life was over. Her daughter is off to college. The house is quiet. And for the first time in years, she finally has space to breathe. What she didn't expect... was him. Cairo Blackwell is twenty-one. Too young. Too smooth. Too tempting for a woman who knows better but feels lonely anyway. What starts as conversation turns into late nights. Late nights turn into feelings. And feelings turn into something Theia never planned to carry. She knows how it looks. She knows what people will say. She knows she's too grown to be caught slipping. But knowing don't always stop the heart. Now she's stuck between being the woman she raised herself to be and the woman learning how to live for herself again. Because starting over at thirty-two sounds easy... until love shows up where it doesn't belong. Warning this book will contain quite a bit of smut...

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He entered her life, not invasively but actually at just the right time. There was no denying that they were made for one another. He's in her life; she's in his. He's part of her group, and she's part of his. He's real dark, but she's his missing light. He's in her mind, and she's in his.

After Anaya lost her boyfriend Jaylen in a drive by shoot out, she quickly shuts down from relationships. But what happens when she meets one of the biggest drug dealers in Atlanta and starts to be into him. Will she let her past reflect her future or will she decide to give him a chance?

Kartier has to choose between being the princess of the "o" or choose the other side and be with the love of her life even if that means risking her life and freedom to be with him, will she choose his love over her family and friends ?

Ariana "Ari" Carter is a plus-size, mixed, shy 22-year-old college student who avoids attention like it's life or death. Darren "iShowSpeed" Watkins Jr. is the complete opposite: loud, chaotic, famous, and constantly surrounded by AMP, Clover House, and half the streaming world. Their paths were never meant to cross... until Ari accidentally walks into his livestream and the internet explodes. She never wanted to be seen. He can't stop noticing her. And one awkward moment becomes the spark neither of them expected.

"Why you always look so serious after church." Roman asked, his eyes low . "You just spent two hours talkin to God." Serene adjusts the strap of her bag, looking around to make sure no one saw them. "You shouldn't even be back here." He smiled at that. "You always say that shit." "I mean it," she said, but her voice was softer than she wanted it to be. Roman stepped close enough so she could smell the weed on him. "You mean it every Sunday, church girl." Her cheeks heated up from the slight embarrassment of him calling her that. "Don't call me that." He tilted his head. "Why not? That's what you are." "I'm not just that," she said a little defensive and unsure; she didn't know what she was, but she didn't want a boy she thinks is cute to think of her as just the quiet preachers daughter who was a square. His smile faded as his eyes narrowed and he tilted his head. "I know." Then, after a beat, "That's why I like you." Serene swallowed and her fingers tightened around her bible. "You shouldn't." "I know," licked his lips, his eyes dropping to her hands before trailing back to her face. "But here we are." ㅤꨄ︎ ʙᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴜɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇɴ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ᴇᴀʀᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀᴇᴀᴄʜᴇʀ, ɪ'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴇᴡ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴄʜᴜʀᴄʜ -Mariah the Scientist