Zharai Monét Kevelle and Kaelvion Rhys Montel have been in each other's space for years-she's the loud, funny girl who always has a comeback, and he's the quiet, too-cool type that everybody assumes doesn't laugh. They aren't official. They're not even "talking"... but they can't stay out of each other's way. Every time they link, Zha-Zha teases him-about his waves, his serious face, his music, his "grandpa glasses." What starts as playful arguments slowly turns into them catching real feelings. But Kael moves low-key and doesn't give his heart easily, while Zha-Zha is scared of loving someone who might break her like her past dudes. The question is... will they both stop playing before it's too late?

"You got three seconds to open this door before I kick that bitch in," a deep voice growled through the wood. Zamara's heart jumped. She wasn't expecting nobody-especially not a man with a voice that rough and mean. "Nigga, who the fuck-" she started, yanking the door open. And immediately regretted it. He stood there like a shadow from hell. Tall. Broad. Tatted. And mad as fuck. A black hoodie hugged his body, revealing a Glock tucked at his hip. "Where. The fuck. Is Kyndall?" he asked low and slow. Zamara crossed her arms over her chest, attitude activated. "I don't know, and I damn sure ain't scared of you standing here mean-mugging like you somebody daddy." A smirk curled on his lips. "You should be scared, ma." Then he leaned in, real close. "But lucky for you... I don't hit women. I just fuck 'em crazy and make sure they don't walk right for three days." Her breath caught, but her mouth didn't. "Boy, please." "You gon' be sayin that from my bed soon. Watch."

When a suburban Black girl meets a hard life Hispanic boy.

Nyomi is hired by a mutual friend to help Khaiem expand his art lounge into a lifestyle brand. She plans to keep things professional-especially since she's still healing from a controlling ex who almost ruined her career. But Khaiem's creative, confident energy disarms her, and he's intrigued by her quiet power. What starts as creative brainstorming sessions at midnight turns into heated arguments, laughter, and stolen touches. But when her ex reappears, and Khaiem's old trust issues resurface, they'll have to choose if love is worth risking their carefully rebuilt lives.

Two fierce souls collide - Jada, a smart-ass, no-nonsense woman grinding hard to get out of her tough neighborhood, and Trey, a ruthless street king who doesn't tolerate weakness or disrespect. When their worlds violently clash, the hate burns hot. But as they keep running into each other - sparring with insults and cold stares - the line between enemy and lover starts blurring. They hate what they see, but they can't stay away.

After killing her abusive ex in self-defense, Nia Carter, a quiet, emotionally scarred young woman from Atlanta, is sentenced to 7 years in a women's prison. Lost, afraid, and broken, she meets King, a dominant, charismatic stud serving 25 to life for a street murder. King runs the block and has the respect of guards and inmates alike. From the moment King sees Nia, she's drawn to her vulnerability, her beauty, and her silence. She becomes her protector, fighting off threats and making sure nobody touches her. Over time, they form a deep emotional bond that borders on obsession for King - though Nia sees her as a friend, possibly more, in a place where love is survival. When Nia is released early after 5 years, she promises to write. But life moves on. She reinvents herself, gets therapy, becomes a nurse, and even marries a kind man who doesn't know the full truth about her past. Ten years later, King is finally released on parole. She searches for Nia with one purpose: to reclaim what she believes is hers. But when she sees Nia with her husband, the jealousy eats her alive. King makes a deadly choice: she kills the husband in cold blood, thinking she's freeing Nia. Now Nia is caught between the new life she built... and the old protector who never let her go.

Avery's senior year is turned upside down when a kiss with her older brothers' best friend ignites a forbidden relationship tangled in danger, heartbreak, and family secrets that could destroy everything. *** "Aiden..." I shake my head, eyes fixed anywhere but the gorgeous man next to me. His hand grips my chin tightly, just enough to make me avert my eyes to his. "You know you want this as much as I fucking do. I want you to be mine. I want to be the one to hold you and kiss you the one you go to whenever you're happy or fucking sad. But let it be me, let me fucking show you that it should be me." He glares, jaw tensing. ...... ©hessaherophinelove

When Two Opposites Attract

"I hate how much I need you, Niyah..." From just enemies, to enemies with benefits, to lovers. I hate how much I want him. But I can't escape him. Why? Because we're lawfully locked. An office romance between rival lawyers who try to fight the tension between them until they finally give in. "You say you hate me but you fuck me the same day." *a lot of smut included!*

𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚢 (𝒏.) 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒄𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖; 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒇𝒖𝒍𝒍.