𝗺𝘆 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗯𝗲𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝘆 𝗰𝗵𝗲𝘀𝘁.

Two guarded souls who recognize the ache in each other, trying not to fall too hard but drawn together anyway. Their love simmers beneath the surface-fierce, quiet, and complicated. He's her storm in silence; she's his peace in chaos *Unedited 𝑷𝑼𝑹𝑷𝑳𝑬𝑹𝑨𝑨𝑰𝑵 _® Started: 12/13/22 Published: 12/23/22 End: 12/29/23

After being cheated on numerous times in her past relationships, 20 year old Ma'kaylin has grown to believe all men cheat and only want her for one thing. That is until she meets someone who is persistent to change her heart and views. Will it work out ,Or will it strengthen her don't trust men mindset? Please be understanding that this is my first story , I tried to fix as many spelling errors as I could but I type how to text so errors are probably common😭 The first few chapters are short but they get longer and the grammar gets better just push through 😞✊ *I try to put at least one chapter per week!* Enjoy!

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He was a boy born from chaos, raised by the streets, with a camera in one hand and blood on the other. She was the calm in his storm, the softness he never believed he deserved. Together, they were beautiful. But beauty in their world doesn't last. Leo never asked to be a soldier, only a storyteller. But in the Bronx, survival comes first-and love comes second. When Jaiyana walks into his life, everything shifts. She sees him, not the mask, not the gang. Just him. And that makes her dangerous. In a world of silence and sirens, passion and pain, their love burns like a match in a hurricane. But secrets unravel. Loyalty is tested. And fate is never gentle. Now, Leo's behind bars. Jaiyana's carrying a truth too heavy for one heart. And all that remains between them are memories... beautiful, broken, and scarred like the streets they came from. Beautifully Damaged is a lyrical descent into love, loss, and the shadows in between-where every heartbeat is a gamble, and some stories are written in scars. ⸻

A church girl has a one night stand with the Drug Lords son. Could the next a sequence of unfortunate events brings them together? Inspo: "if I'm not the one, then I'm the best mistake you ever hade"

Love is just a word until someone comes along and gives it a memory... You know you're in love when you can say anything to the person and you know they won't laugh at you. When you can see their face when you close your eyes. When you can still feel their arms around you holding you tight after they're gone. When you can still taste their kiss after you have said goodbye. You can tell you're in love when you miss them before they're gone. When their voice lingers in your ears. When their presence eases any pain. When their name sends chills down your spin. When they're the only thing you can think about. You know you're in love when you can see all their hopes and dreams and their soul when you look into their eyes. When they call you at four in the morning to say, "I Love You" and mean it. When your tears stain not only their shirt, but also their heart. When even a simple chore done with them can become a lasting memory. Ultimately, you know you're in love when you can't imagine living without them and can't figure how did you live before you knew them. When they fulfill every need and without them you're incomplete. The love of someone else completes the heart, and sound and mind all at once. 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟓, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟎-𝐟𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝟏𝟎, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏

Book One//: Arianna carved her empire with her own two hands. At twenty-three, her Brooklyn salon is more than a business-it's proof she doesn't need anyone. Independence is her armor, and success is her safe place. Love? That's a distraction she doesn't have time for. Keshawn built his reputation on Harlem's streets, moving with a quiet kind of power that demands both fear and respect. At twenty-seven, he's focused, untouchable, and not the type to chase anyone. But when Arianna crosses his path, the walls he's built start to crack. Their connection is undeniable-magnetic, dangerous, impossible to ignore. But jealous exes, shifting loyalties, and the weight of the streets threaten to pull them apart before they've even begun. In a world where love feels like a weakness and survival is everything, Arianna and Keshawn have to decide if two hearts hardened by concrete can really hold onto something real.

❛𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒆?❜ he asked, voice low like it wasn't meant for nobody but her. 𝒛𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐡 didn't speak, just tilted her head a little and stepped in close. she traced one of the tattoos on his arm, finger light like a whisper...when she finally looked up, slow and lazy, doe eyes glinting beneath her lashes--she kissed the corner of his mouth. once, twice--then pulled back. 𝒐𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐢 smirked. ❛𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒔𝒐.❜ ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ She doesn't speak-not out loud, not anymore. Zariah Hart's been quiet since the night she lost everything, and moving to The Palisade at Skyview Apartments was supposed to give her a fresh start. No expectations. No questions. Just peace. But peace gets complicated when a man like Omarion Jordan starts showing up in it. He's nothing like she expected. Tatted, quiet, with eyes that read people better than they speak. A mechanic with a past he doesn't explain-and a presence that says more than his mouth does. He doesn't ask about her silence. She doesn't flinch at his reputation. Somehow, that's enough. What starts as simple glances turns into shared space. What feels like comfort turns to something neither of them planned for. But Atlanta doesn't forget what people try to bury. And sometimes, the loudest truth is the one you never say out loud. 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃: 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐄 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓

When Kiki visits Chicago for her cousin's wedding, she never expects to get piped down by a man who talks with his hands and growls her name like he own it. Messiah ain't like these New York dudes she's used to-he move different. Ain't loud, ain't flashy, but got that hood alpha energy that make her melt. She was supposed to be there for five days max... not fall in love with a Chi-Town gangsta who flips bricks and lifts her like she weightless. But when her past follows her to Chicago and his street life bleeds into their sex-fueled situationship, the line between love and lust starts to blur. He never chased women-especially not loud, sex-crazy, no-nonsense New York ones. But Kiki? She got him talkin' about "what we is" and pressin' her spot like he tryna build a future. But love between two people who been hurt don't come easy. And in a city full of secrets, money, and murder? Somebody always gotta pay.