‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ Nour Delour doesn't chase men. She manufactures them. Shapes their desire with oils, honey, blood, and flame. In her Harlem candle boutique, every scent has a spell, every wick a whisper of old Southern rootwork passed down from women who knew how to make love feel like a fever. So when Rajah Thomas━the ex who ghosted her, walks by her shop window with his new girl on his arm, Nour doesn't cry. She gets even. She carves his name into wax, mixes it with her own essence, then lights the candle her grandmother warned her never to use: the 𝗪𝗮𝘅 𝗛𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁. It doesn't just draw Rajah back━it 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘴 him. And this time, he returns with wet eyes, trembling hands, and a craving he can't explain. He's starving for her aroma, her skin, her darkness. He says her name like a prayer. Cries when she lets him taste her. Tells her he'll never leave again. But obsession has a cost, and magic always demands balance. As the flame burns lower, Rajah unravels. He starts sleeping outside her door. Sobbing when she doesn't answer. Losing jobs, friends, time. As for Nour? She's not untouched. She's sweating through her sheets. Moaning his name in her sleep. Bleeding from places that shouldn't bleed. The spell has tethered them by more than lust━it's welded their souls into something unnatural, and if she tries to break it, 𝘪𝘵 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩. Still, there's a part of her━the part that wanted this━that isn't ready to let go. Because this love? It's not soft. It's not safe. It's 𝗱𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗹𝘆. 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐒𝐔𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄. @GLOSSNEILES ON THE COVER ART.

Don't tell your mother. Kiss one another. Die for each other. We're cool for the summer. Beyoncé moves to Malta after everything in her life changes. She doesn't unpack. She doesn't stay home. And she doesn't talk much to her mother anymore. Instead, she finds a group of kids who drink too much, stay out too late, and don't ask questions. With them, the nights feel easier than the days. While being young, wild, and reckless, she finds herself changing in ways she never expected,and Onika only makes it more complicated. Quiet. Complicated. Off-limits in ways Beyoncé doesn't understand yet. Malta is hotter than she imagined. It gives her friends, alcohol, and someone she shouldn't want so badly. GXG Beynika.

Her powerful and provocative artistry fails to capture the hearts of those who don't quite understand her message. Often overlooked in the art world, Beyoncé has struggled for years to gain the respect of her peers. That all changes when she meets Aaliyah, a highly successful producer and DJ in the music industry. Through their artistic passions and emotional intimacy, these two black women find kindred spirits in one another. Their bond helps each other tap into their creative potential and share their vision with the world. This is a story of not just artistic liberation, but personal growth, self-acceptance, and embracing one's truth. Born anew.

"This is just between us, right? Just this once?" "Just this once." Lies spoken in the hopes of truth. The confines of a dark room won't show where the words will land to ignite, still fire knows no boundaries. Much like the two with a taste for the forbidden, some secrets don't stay buried behind closed doors. It becomes your neighbor.

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World famous fashion model, Hope Turner, decides to return to her hometown for the first time in five years to spend Christmas with her family. It's not that she hasn't wanted to go home and be around her family, she's just been busy with work. And juggling her new brand. And even more work. But also... she's been busy avoiding the woman she was once in love with. She's been busy avoiding Noelle Jennings. And even though she broke Hope's heart the summer after their senior year of high school, she's never once stopped loving her. That's the thing about first loves. Sometimes they're impossible to get over. And Noelle Jennings, she's not an easy woman to move on from. Started: 22 August 22

"I'm yours, still." Sequel to OWN IT.