Lay'lani's life been hell behind closed doors-pretty smiles covering bruises, silent cries no one ever hears. Her boyfriend Man-Man? Ain't just abusive... he's obsessed. Controlling. Feared in the streets. And when she finally tries to leave, he makes one thing clear-if he can't have her, nobody can. Then Da'joun steps in. Lowkey but dangerous. The one who sees through her pain. He never asked to fall for her-but now that he has, he'll do anything to protect her... even if that means killing for her. Now with a baby on the way, enemies circling, and Man-Man hunting her like prey-every moment is borrowed time. This ain't just a love story... It's survival. How far would you go to protect the one you love... when love itself could get you killed?

And don't take this personal. But you're the worst. You know what you've done to me.

"Put a 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 opp b*tch in the morgue, call that b*tch drop dead 𝐠𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐬." - KV

'𝐅𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐈𝐍𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑..

SXF (studxfem) • two high school girls at a boarding school-one rebellious, one quiet-become roommates and grow close despite clashing. when trouble pulls them apart, one fights to reach the other before summer starts. • • • • - violence - strong language - mature audience - sex

"You keep lookin' at me like that, I'm finna start thinkin' you forgot this was supposed to be professional," she muttered, fingers curling into the front of his hoodie when he stepped too close-eyes daring him to prove her wrong. He leaned down anyway, voice low and steady, thumb brushing the edge of her jaw like he already knew it belonged there. "You stopped believin' that shit way before I did."

Urban Romantic Drama || Plus Size 18+ (@chojiswife) An URBAN LOVE STORY filled with love, lust and betrayal.. ********************************** Chance & Phaedra have been together for 2 years.. And unbeknownst to him, the woman he loved had been livin a double life. ************************************ "Play wit ya pussy, not me?"

Malcolm Carter never imagined raising four daughters alone. Three years after losing his wife to a brain tumor, his life is loud, messy, and filled with ponytails, homework, ballet recitals, and late nights trying to make sure his girls are okay. He loves them more than anything, but some days it still feels like the heart of their home disappeared when Aaleah did. Celeste Moore lives the opposite kind of life. A disciplined ballet instructor who thrives on routine and quiet, Celeste spends her days teaching children grace, focus, and confidence before returning home to peaceful nights with her cat. Her world is calm, structured, and carefully balanced. For four years, Malcolm's daughters have danced in Celeste's class. She watched them grow. She watched them grieve. She watched Malcolm do his best to be everything his daughters needed. But Celeste has one strict rule she refuses to break: She does not date the parents of her students. Especially not a single father with four daughters and a life full of chaos. Yet somewhere between late pickups, quiet conversations, and watching Malcolm braid his daughters' hair before class, the line between professional and personal begins to blur. Malcolm never expected to love again. Celeste never expected to want the kind of life he lives. But sometimes healing comes in the form of loud houses, messy kitchens, and one unexpected seat at the table. sometimes love looks like The Sixth Chair.

Two people in two different points in their lives both trying to find peace to heal themselves. Having two different perspectives on the four letter word called love doesn't help but when the two come together will the love each other or just ruin themselves.

🎧 𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒚 𝑫𝒐𝒘𝒏 🎶 𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒚𝒆𝒅 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝑰 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒏𝒆, 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒔𝒂𝒚. 🤍 𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒈𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒏 𝒖𝒑 𝒂 𝒘𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒇𝒓𝒂𝒎𝒆. 👓✨ 𝑵𝒐𝒘 𝑰 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒄𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒓... 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓. 𝑳𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒕, 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒉? 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒔 𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒅... 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓. 𝑰 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒏' 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕... 𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝑮𝒐𝒅 𝒕𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒎𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕. ✝️