𝗜 𝗔𝗜𝗡'𝗧 𝗔𝗦𝗞 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗧𝗢 𝗪𝗔𝗜𝗧 𝗙𝗢𝗥 𝗠𝗘: ❝ 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙜𝙤𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙢𝙚𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙖𝙞𝙣'𝙩 𝙘𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙡, 𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙜𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙞'𝙢 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙣𝙛𝙡𝙪𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙖𝙡, 𝙜𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙞'𝙢 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩'𝙨 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪... ❞ 𝗕𝗨𝗧 𝗜'𝗠𝗔 𝗔𝗟𝗪𝗔𝗬𝗦 𝗪𝗔𝗜𝗧 𝗙𝗢𝗥 𝗬𝗢𝗨: ❝ 𝙞 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙮𝙤' 𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙙𝙧𝙤𝙥 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙝𝙤𝙣𝙚, 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙙 𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙮𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙞 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙚, 𝙜𝙤𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙥, 𝙗𝙚𝙞𝙣' 𝙢𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙮, 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙖𝙞𝙣'𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙚 𝙙𝙤𝙞𝙣' ... ❞ 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐃 © 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐌𝐘𝐒𝐋𝐈𝐌𝐄. (not edited)

𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘮𝘺 "𝘴𝘢𝘧𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯"

A shattered cellphone and a shattered heart is what Kensli is left with after an accidental phone call. Betrayal and vengeance led her into the hands of one of her brother's wedding guest. A mystery of a man who provides her with the sweetest remedy for heartbreak. Only, the following morning, Jeremiah has staked his claim for her to be his from now until the end of time.

After moving to Chicago to start a new life, Sveya isn't looking for nothing beyond a fresh start. Between church, school, and learning how to exist without losing herself, her life feels limited...until she meets Solomon.

𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐤𝐨, 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐈'𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐲?

"That I fumbled your heart Should've let go of my past for you, damn You did everything I asked of you Traveled cross country if I asked you to But I'm just bad for you I fumbled your heart"

"So you just wanna fuck me forever, and that's it, huh?" "I ain't say-" He sucked his teeth. "We already talked about this shit, Z." "Nah." She chuckled dryly. "You just keep shutting me out." "Why you doin' this to me, Ma?" He closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Hm? Why you tryna fuck everything up?" • • • • • • 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚊 𝚗𝚘𝚗-𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚊 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚌, 𝚊 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚌 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚏𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚌 💌👻 𝙱𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝟷 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚅𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜

I will cross the ocean for you I will go and bring you the moon I will be your hero, your strength Anything you ne- Scratch that No, the fuck I won't !

Damn, college really is the best part of yo life. Especially at an HBCU.

Nari is the backbone of her block. A hairstylist with a "don't talk to me" attitude, she carries the weight of her world on her shoulders without asking for a hand out or a shoulder to cry on. Between braiding heads until her fingers bleed and raising her little sister, Layla, Nari doesn't have time for feelings-only for the math of survival. She's the provider, the protector, and the one everyone runs to when the lights go out. When her best friend Vee discovers her boyfriend, Marcus, sneaking a woman into her apartment, the two "slide" to handle the disrespect. But the confrontation takes a deadly turn. Against Nari's warnings, a heart-broken Vee does the unmistakable, not realizing the aftermath will affect J.R., a name that carries a death sentence in the streets. Caught in the crosshairs of a street war they didn't start, Nari's life of calculated hustle is traded for a game of survival. Dragged into the shadows of the streets, she comes face-to-face with a man whose silence is louder than any gunshot. He's cold, calculated, and holds Nari's life in the palm of his hand. Now, Nari is juggling more than just bills and braids. She's navigating a world of high-stakes debts and a dangerous attraction to a man who represents everything she should be running from. But in a world built on power and pride, love is a liability. When the wall finally crumbles and the "Provider" has nothing left to give, the roles reverse. _________________________________