Alyssa's all grown up now and is learning to figure things out on her own while still being guided by her parents as needed. With her moving towards her career, she's finding it harder to maintain her personal relationships with close loved ones. The parents began to realize how hard it is raising rebellious teenagers while still battling with problems in their own marriages & relationship. Everything always looks good from an outsider looking in until you're riding in the front seat seeing it all first hand, then all you can do is watch n' learn from it all.

Skylar a 16 year old problematic girl, has to go through things to realize life isn't a joke, and has to get her life together in order for her to change to the person she never thought she'd become BOOK 1 ! Wrote this when I was in the 15, 9th grade...go easy on me🧍🏾‍♀️ 🌚wouldn't recommend tho Started: 2/12/19 Finish: 1/1/20 700 reads on Between Us 4/28/19 900 reads on Between Us 6/15/19 1k reads on Between Us 6/23/19 2k reads on Between Us 11/6/19 4k reads on Between Us 2/20/20 6k reads on Between Us 5/22/20 8k reads on Between Us 6/21/20 9k reads on Between Us 7/6/20 10k reads on Between Us 7/24/20 20k reads on Between Us 11/8/20 30k reads on Between Us 6/11/21 40k reads on Between Us 11/05/21 50k reads on Between Us 07/10/22

Zhakari doesn't do softness. Doesn't do love. He's the type to make grown men cry, kill without blinking, and trust no soul. But then came Mavi. She didn't know who he was when he first walked into her shop needing a cover-up tattoo for something violent from his past. But she felt it instantly-his storm. The rage, the stillness... and the brokenness buried beneath. Everyone tells her to stay away from Zhakari. He's dangerous. Cruel. A walking red flag with blood on his hands. But when he's with her... he's still. He listens. He breathes. He wants to try. Only she can pull him back from the edge when the rage consumes him. Only she can touch him when he's mid-meltdown. And when he finds out someone from her past wants to harm her? God help the city.

After a painful breakup, Ashanti Coleman wants only one thing peace. But one night at Cleveland's Club Onyx pulls her into the path of a quiet, dangerous man whose presence feels like gravity. A luxury penthouse, a blurred night of passion, and a number exchanged through friends turn into something deeper than she ever expected. He makes her feel safe. Seen. Wanted. But when the truth surfaces, Ashanti realizes the man she's falling for isn't mysterious-he's powerful. Too powerful. He runs more than money. More than secrets. He runs an entire world she was never meant to step into. And now she knows too much to walk away freely. Caught between desire and danger, Ashanti must decide if this love is healing her... or trapping her. Because in his world, nothing leaves untouched, and peace may cost her more than her heart.

"D?" "Yes, baby." I lowered my gaze to the floor. "I... I'm turned on. I... I don't know if I'll be able to sleep like this." He hummed softly. "What would you want me to do?" I stared at him. I didn't know what to say. He took a step forward. "Amoya, tell me what you want." I gulped. He gripped my chin, forcing my eyes to his. He brushed his lips against mine, teasing me. "Umm, I-I," the words got stuck in my throat. He titled my head, and placed his lips to my ear. "Do you want me to make you come?" My movements stilled. Between my legs clenched. My mouth opened, but no words came out. He smirked, slow and deliberate. "I'll take that as a yes." ______________________________________ He was dangerous. Too dangerous for a girl like me. I grew up sheltered, protected by rules and curfews, watched by strict and dangerous parents who believed love was a distraction, boys were trouble and power and control was everything. And then he came - dark, sharp, and everything I was warned to stay away from. One look from him and every rule I'd ever known began to blur. Every warning turned to a whisper I no longer cared to hear. Because I'd already fallen for him. This man - in a cruel twist of fate - was my father's rival. And he was forbidden.