18 year old Mariana May, all she was looking for was a summer job. What she didn't not expect was for her best friend brother to catch her in a most intimate situation..... Will he confront her? Will her best friend found out? What will happen? Read to find out! This book is discontinued! It's up to you if you want to still read it or not!!. If soooo then...... Here's a little sneak peek for you! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Look at me" he said moving his hand to my neck, he gripped it Moving my face to look at him he made me look dead in his eyes "Ur mines" he said to me I know. "Understand mama?" He asked "Understand." I replied Why am I like this?! "If you let him touch you again ima kill him" he said looking straight in my eye so I know he serious I believed him After all he a fucking gang leader.

"ill seduce you with this aston martin i bought today." bxb. est. jan 1st, 2022.

𝐆𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐮𝐩 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐏𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐮𝐩, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧' 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡 𝟑𝟏𝐬𝐭-𝐌𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟕𝐭𝐡, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐 ©𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐡𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐲

In the life they live they never expected to find love

"𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐈 𝐛𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐜𝐲" "𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 ..."

For the longest time, Ky'Lynn thought King saw her as his annoying little sister the one he had to protect. But that couldn't be further from the truth. He's overprotective in more ways than he'll ever admit. He scares off every man who even looks her way... because deep down, he wants her for himself. He can't help it. He always finds ways to be near her even when he shouldn't be. He loves to get under her skin, loves the way her anger burns bright when he pushes her buttons. But what happens when he can't stop touching her? When her smooth, warm skin becomes his favorite sin? When every glance, every word, and every stolen moment pulls him deeper into something he swore he'd never feel? There's just one problem... Their brother and both of their families have forbidden King from ever seeing Ky'Lynn that way. They say it's to protect her from his heartless, ruthless demeanor. But maybe... it's something bigger. Because no one has ever managed to tie King down. Until now. But we all know when something is forbidden, it only makes you want it more. 💋❤️ Read to find out how the story ends.

Yohiness never expected to fall for someone like Cortez who's magnetic, rebellious, and impossible to ignore. What begins as a quiet crush soon pulls Yohiness into a whirlwind of intense emotions, blurred boundaries, and hidden truths. As their connection deepens, so do the cracks beneath it, and Yohiness finds himself drifting further from the person he used to be. With mounting pressure at home and secrets threatening to surface, Yohiness is forced to confront the fine line between love and obsession with how easily both can break you.

She's used to being alone-no love, no drama, just her peace. But then he comes along, moving different, making her feel things she ain't never felt before. Some love ain't meant to be rushed. It's built to last.

"Solè, why'd you stay?" "Because, Zaire... you the first thing that ever felt worth staying for." ❀ 🝳 ❀ Harlem held the noise. Solè gave Zaire the quiet. Zaire Knox, Harlem's quiet storm, known for his ties to the streets and a gaze that read people faster than they could lie to him. Respected. Feared. Loved. With scars buried deeper than his tattoos, he never planned to love soft. Until a Harlem vinyl shop left behind by his late grandfather forces him to slow down, to breathe, to find his real purpose in the world beyond the streets. Solè Sinclair, soft but unbreakable, raised by her father after loss. By day, she serves warmth behind the counter of a café. By night, she disappears into her art, trying to paint the parts of herself no one ever sees. When their worlds cross, the city shifts. What starts off tense and unexpected turns tender. Together, they learn love can hold you just as fierce as the streets ever did, and softer, too. But love in Harlem always asks one question: what are you willing to risk when the heart wants more than the streets ever offered? A Harlem story. A hood love. A soft place to land. ❀ 🝳 ❀

"Let me get yo' number." I said and he looked back at me with surprise. "Why? You gay?" He asked and I laughed. "Nigga, you my new studio person. I want to stay in contact," I explained and he nodded. "Oh. Cause I could've sworn you were flirtin' wit' me." He muttered and I grinned. "Don't take it to heart, I jus' be bored," I said and he typed in his number. "Well, don't joke wit' me cause I'm really like that." We made eye contact again and a smirk gifted my lips. "Mm," I licked my lips and he bit his. "Bye Tariq. I'll save your number as asshole." He went back to his computer. "And I'll save yours as big ass," he laughed. "See, you provin' my point. Bye." He waved good-bye at me. Asshole: Goodnight ____ It's a lil lame ik buttt Read to find out more !😝😙 Trigger warnings inside the book