"You always look like you're about to disappear," Devin said, flashing that lazy grin everyone knew him for. Nyomi arched a brow. "And you always look like you've got something up your sleeve." "Usually do." His eyes lingered on her. "Not with you, though." That made her pause. "Why?" She asked Devin shrugged, casual as ever, but his voice dipped just a little. "Guess I'm trying to figure you out. I will eventually, I feel it." She studied him, searching for the joke-didn't find one. "You don't get tired of chasing the same thing?" "Not even close." He stepped nearer, hands in his pockets, like he wasn't already all in. "You don't look at me like everyone else does." Nyomi looked away first. "Maybe I just don't look." His smile softened. "Yeah," He murmered. "That's the problem..."

MAKE SOME YALL WTFFFFF AHHHHHHHH

Sometimes people aren't meant to be in our lives forever. So while we have then, we must make the most of it and not hold back what we're feeling. Before it's too late.

A love story

I cupped her face, planting a soft kiss on her beautiful lips. "Don't ever run from me, baby," I said softly, letting my thumb trace her jaw. "I love the chase." Her jaw tightened, her hands coming up to try and move mine. "Stop calling me baby, Ezra," she snapped, eyes flashing. I couldn't help but grin, dropping my voice to something low and dark. "Ohhh, now my baby has a problem with me calling her baby?" She shot me a glare, but I just tucked her hair behind her ear, pressing another kiss to her lips-gentler this time, lingering. "You don't get to tell me what to call you, baby." I leaned in closer, brushing my nose against hers. "You're whatever the fuck I call you."

It began with a wrong address-and a letter that shouldn't have been read. Kamaria's curiosity sparks a chain of letters that draw her and Zahir into a secret world of vulnerability and trust. Yet when they finally meet, they'll have to discover if reality can live up to the intimacy of their words.

Love was just a four-letter word Misused to entrust the heart of followers But it never meant a damn thing to me Until you came so unexpectedly

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✨ She built a brand. He built a wall. Now they're both learning how to love past the pain. ✨ Allure King is more than a face-she's a force. A world-renowned model and influencer with a multi-million dollar empire built on beauty, resilience, and control. But behind the flawless photos and fierce reputation lies a woman quietly unraveling. After years of loyalty, love, and sacrifice, she finds herself publicly betrayed by the man she gave everything to-NBA star Malik James. Enter Romelo Creed. Fresh out of prison and trying to outrun the shadows of his past, Romelo takes a job protecting Allure... only to find himself drawn to the fire in her spirit, and the sadness in her silence. He's rough around the edges, deadly when necessary, but soft when it matters most. As her bodyguard, he was supposed to protect her from the world. He never expected she'd be the one to save him. What starts as tension turns into trust. What feels like lust begins to blur into something deeper. But Malik isn't finished-his stunts grow bolder, and the past refuses to stay buried. As the media stirs the drama and secrets begin to surface, Allure and Romelo are forced to confront the one thing they've both been avoiding: How do you protect a heart that's never felt safe? Love was never in the plan. But fate doesn't care about plans.