Y'all read Kane and Naomi's story... now it's time for Zari and Blaze. She's the fun, party loving best friend. He's the quiet, dangerous kingpin. The spark between them has been burning since day one Zari swore she'd never fall, and Blaze swore she was already his. But Blaze doesn't believe in one woman love. When Wynter a cool, ambitious beauty with her own hustle steps into the picture, Zari finds herself caught in a game she swore she'd never play. Three lives. One temptation too strong to resist. And a love triangle that might just break them... or bind them tighter than ever.

"You ever ran from one kind of trap just to land in another?" When Sarai Daniels escapes her abusive boyfriend in the dead of night-lip busted, ribs sore, and heart racing-she boards a Greyhound to Decatur, Georgia, with nothing but a prepaid phone and a prayer. Her only plan? Find the boy who used to share his snack cakes and defend her from bullies back in fifth grade-Eastland "East" Riggins. But East ain't a boy no more. Now, he runs his side of Decatur with silent power and sharp precision. On paper, he's the founder of a successful security firm. But in the streets? East's name rings out. And in his home-tucked in a quiet cul-de-sac off Wesley Chapel-he rules with discipline and devotion. When Sarai shows up on his doorstep bruised and broken, East takes her in without question. But it's not just him she's living with. Asha, his elegant and serene wife, greets her like family. Nyelle, the other woman in the house with the sharp tongue and mean walk, barely hides her attitude. It doesn't take long for Sarai to realize the truth: East doesn't have a wife. He has two. And the way they look at her? Like she's about to become the third. She came to Decatur for safety. But this house? This life? It's full of rituals, rules, and rewards. Asha cooks like a first lady. Nyelle handles the guns. And East? East listens more than he talks-and when he does talk, it's in a voice that commands obedience and melts resistance. He offers her comfort, control, and sensual discipline. But there's a price. In East's house, every woman belongs to him. And Sarai's body is starting to understand that before her mind can catch up.

Ace is a ruthless killer, he shoot first and ask questions later. His childhood was nothing but rough, protecting and providing for his twin brother was all he did. When he runs into Hendrix she turns his world upside down and bring out something in him he didn't even know was there. No matter how much he pushes her away, she's like the goddamn plague.

Kiss My Attitude | Book 2 On their wedding night, the Feds came for Kane, leaving Naomi in her dress and in charge of his empire. With Kane locked up and facing life, Naomi must prove she can hold the crown against enemies closing in. But as secrets from Kane's past resurface and Naomi discovers she's carrying more than just his legacy...

"𝐈 𝐚𝐢𝐧'𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐞 '𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐈 𝐦𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮... 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥 '𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞."

She's got everything to lose. He's got everything to prove. Layla Rivers is a rising star in the legal world-a sharp, no-nonsense corporate attorney at a prestigious Black-owned firm in Atlanta. Focused, elegant, and guarded, she has no time for distractions-especially not the street-savvy, charismatic type she's always tried to avoid. But when her firm takes on a major redevelopment deal tied to a mysterious local businessman, she comes face to face with Roman "Ro" King, a wealthy entrepreneur who owns a high-end luxury car dealerships, real estate, and private security. What Layla doesn't know is that Roman built his empire from the ground up-starting with hustling in the streets. His money's clean now... mostly. But his past is never far behind. Despite their differences, sparks fly. Roman is drawn to Layla's ambition and quiet strength. Layla's shaken by the raw magnetism and intensity Roman brings into her carefully curated world. As danger from Roman's past threatens everything he's built-and Layla's firm pressures her to cut ties-both must choose between what's safe and what sets their souls on fire.

"Please Jesus, free me of the spirit of lust." "I know that relationships built under your word can last forever. So free me of the thought, free me of the feeling and free me from my flesh trying to cloud my judgement." "I don't worship lust, sex or desire. I worship you Jesus, please don't allow me to lose sight of that." "In Jesus name, I pray." "Amen." I spoke desperately as I stood up from my knees.