From his Girlfriend to his Fiancé.. After a rocky year, the start of a new one comes at great painful measures. Follow Megan as she continues to withstand the weight of Atlanta.

After returning home from a rocky and short summer, Ryan's life has changed forever when a familiar face returns home, seeking the pleasures of the weak.

After being fired from her first job, she moves to another one in another city in hopes to start over. All things start off well, until she meets him, taking her for the ride of her life.

Janeisha "Neisha" Bambi has always survived by keeping a low profile. She don't get caught up in the kind of business that comes with bodies, secrets, and street names that echo. But all it takes is one night-one favor for her best friend-to slide her straight into the orbit of Seven "Saint" Carter. Saint is discipline wrapped in menace. A man the streets don't just respect,they fear. The type Neisha promised herself she'd never look at twice. He doesn't chase, beg, or explain. Yet somehow, he does all of this for her. And when that calm, unreadable gaze settles on Neisha, her careful world starts to crack. Now Saint's patience is running out, Neisha's defenses are falling apart and the pull between them is starting to feel less like a choice and more like fate. He's trying to shield her from the life he lives. She's trying to decide if loving him is salvation or self-destruction.

Reentry Case 007: Male, 37, assault with intent to kill, parole conditions strict. Not to be left alone with female staff.

One night. One mistake. One heartbeat that changes everything. When Sierra Fields, a quiet college girl , sneaks into the hottest after party of the year, she expects nothing more than a story to tell her girls. She does not expect Kingston "King" Hale... Brooklyn's rising rap superstar with a voice like sin and a stare that ruins your good judgment. What starts as a flirtatious moment turns into a reckless, unforgettable night neither of them is supposed to remember.

Zaiyah navigates life of having 3 husbands

"You got three seconds to open this door before I kick that bitch in," a deep voice growled through the wood. Zamara's heart jumped. She wasn't expecting nobody-especially not a man with a voice that rough and mean. "Nigga, who the fuck-" she started, yanking the door open. And immediately regretted it. He stood there like a shadow from hell. Tall. Broad. Tatted. And mad as fuck. A black hoodie hugged his body, revealing a Glock tucked at his hip. "Where. The fuck. Is Kyndall?" he asked low and slow. Zamara crossed her arms over her chest, attitude activated. "I don't know, and I damn sure ain't scared of you standing here mean-mugging like you somebody daddy." A smirk curled on his lips. "You should be scared, ma." Then he leaned in, real close. "But lucky for you... I don't hit women. I just fuck 'em crazy and make sure they don't walk right for three days." Her breath caught, but her mouth didn't. "Boy, please." "You gon' be sayin that from my bed soon. Watch."

Karin has had a rocky start being in one toxic situation ship after the next and she is ready for something pure and healthy something that gives her fireworks a breath a fresh air and it's right there she just have to put her faith in him and let the past go it's time for her to get her happy ending.

"𝗦𝗮𝘆 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗺𝗲 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗠𝗼𝗿𝗼𝗰𝗰𝗼." 𝐄𝐒𝐓. 𝐒𝐄𝐏𝐓𝟐𝟓