what if love can be peaceful? is it to soon to say i love you..? will you be here when it gets hard to love myself?

↳ ❝ 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆, 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆 ¡! ❞

Von kills like she breathes-calm, cold, constant. Tahani doesn't just watch people die-she decides when. Vonn'asia, or just Von, is twenty-three and deadly as fuck. A storm with a trigger finger. Raised in blood, forged in silence, she's carved her name into the city's bones. She doesn't flinch, doesn't forgive, and damn sure doesn't fear. People say her name when they pray no one's listening. When she hunts, she doesn't leave witnesses-she leaves warnings. Then one night, bleeding and laughing like death ain't never met her, she runs into Tahani Aguado-a quiet girl in blue scrubs with hands too steady, eyes too knowing. Tahani is twenty-two. Mysterious. Methodical. And vicious behind closed doors. Her body count's a whisper, her smile a trap, and her heart? Frostbitten beyond repair. She's been surviving off precision kills and secrets too heavy to speak. She doesn't help people. She ends them. But something about Von made her open that door. Made her act against every rule she's lived by. Now the city's about to bleed. Two women built from violence. Both with pasts that could burn empires down. One running from chaos. One becoming it. What started with a single bullet explodes into something brutal-lust, loyalty, betrayal, and bodies stacking too fast to count. In a world where mercy is weakness, and love is a liability, Von and Tahani don't fall for each other- They crash. Hard. And when killers collide? Some cities never recover.

"What do you see yourself doing in the future, Kyzier?" I asked. She walked over to the table and sat down directly in front of me. "I see myself doing you," she said, licking her lips." Dark, tense, and addictive-this is not your average doctor patient dynamic. It's something more...