Damn, college really is the best part of yo life. Especially at an HBCU.

best friendz + christian romance story ﾟ+..｡*ﾟ+

"The walls keep whispering secrets about you, telling me you aren't as innocent-or as perfect-as you seem."

❛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

⋮ ⌗ I WAS BLIND TO SEE, THAT 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈 .ᐟ┆༝༚༝༚

"What you mean? You my forever lady" "Stopppp you're making me smile too hard" PLEASE READ,VOTE AND ALLAT 🙏🏽

WHY DO YOU MAKE ME FEEL LIKE THIS?

" 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙞𝙛 𝙞 𝙩𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙪 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚 , 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙡𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩'𝙨 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡 , 𝙞𝙛 𝙬𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖 𝙡𝙤𝙩 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 ㅤꨄ︎ " began O9.O6.25 MOST IMPRESSIVE RANKINGS - #25 mature audience - #3 atlanta

Something called love... Ayanna never asked for attention. She's quiet, focused, and just trying to heal from the grief that never really left her. Working late nights at a tattoo shop is how she copes, alone, unbothered, and uninterested in drama. Then Hunxho walks in. A rising rapper with eyes that hold too many secrets and a name that carries weight in more places than just music charts. He's used to women falling over him, used to fast love and fake loyalty. But Ayanna's different. She doesn't flinch. Doesn't chase. Doesn't care who he is. At least, that's what she tells herself. What starts as a late-night walk in turns into a slow-burning connection neither of them expected. But when pain runs deep and loyalty gets tested, love anit always enough. Sometimes the heart wants what it fears the most.

"Don't look at me like that..." I scoffed, licking my lips to hide my smile as I looked up at her. She was tempting. Very tempting. And it wasn't intentional, but I could tell she was falling for it anyway. Obliviously, "Like what?" Her lips curled, showing me what I tried my best to hide. She let out a small laugh, looking away so my eyes could no longer meet hers. And then, "Like you're going to make me regret my decision." _ After a traumatic event that truly exposed her to the reality that she'd been constantly warned about, Areli meets Savannah, a kind woman who brings all the best things around. But, of course, it's always too good to be true. - BOOK ONE