Rhyan expects to find a mature man but ended up with a immature one, so she doubles her standards, before letting another man in

That's a girl trying to get through life

Chicago never showed her mercy. Every day is a fight against trauma, depression, and the life she's desperate to escape. Just when she thinks there's no way out, fate throws her into the path of Teeski the city's most feared drug lord. In a world where love is dangerous and trust can get you killed, will he become her greatest mistake... or the reason she finally learns to live?

Close your eyes. Breathe in. Feel the air turn thick, heavy with cigar smoke and expensive cologne. You can almost taste the whiskey on his tongue, can't you? General Marcus "Reign" Blackwell is power wrapped in ink and royal blood. He commands armies, breaks enemies, and fucks whoever he wants-until he sees *her*. Dr. Aaliyah Monroe. Quiet. Brilliant. Curvy African-American goddess who codes weapons in the dark. Shy smiles. Soft voice. Vanilla skin that glows under fluorescent lights. One breath of her scent and the untouchable general unravels. He dreams of her every night. Strokes himself raw imagining her thighs wrapped around him. Watches her sway to R&B in her apartment through shadows he shouldn't cross. Calls her *dove*, *tiny momma*, *my wife*-long before she ever says yes. She thinks it's temporary. He knows it's forever. He kneels for her. Begs for her. Cries for her. Marks himself with her initials while she sleeps. And when she finally rides him-slow, commanding, glasses slipping down her nose-he sobs her name like prayer. This isn't love. This is obsession carved into worship. This is a man who would burn the world just to hear her giggle and boop his nose. But when the first fight comes... When she needs space and he needs her closer than air... Will his dove fly away?

" yo soul mine shorty it's too late" Two friends groups fell in love but they all fell in love with different people. Everyone story betrayed a different ending. Thank you for reading!

Serenity's got everything on lock-popularity, style, a tight circle, and a "don't try me" attitude that keeps boys in check. She's quiet, but don't let that fool you. She's not the one to play with. Zyon? He's trouble. Tall, brown-skinned, tatted, and dangerous with it. He's the type to break hearts for fun... until he meets her. She's not interested. He doesn't take no for an answer. They were never supposed to cross paths-until their best friends pulled them into the same circle. Now? They're stuck in each other's orbit. She got a soft heart under all that bougie. He got demons behind that smooth talk. And falling for each other might just ruin everything.

"ion give a fuck, she all mines no matter how much we argue."

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