Who said women can't save men?

Our marriage was arranged. So was our divorce. I obeyed my parents. He obeyed his. At 25, I'm a divorcée. A single mom to a three-year-old. At 30, he's a divorcé. A weekend father. Bravo. ------------------------------------------ WARNING: Mature Language.

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"You ever ran from one kind of trap just to land in another?" When Sarai Daniels escapes her abusive boyfriend in the dead of night-lip busted, ribs sore, and heart racing-she boards a Greyhound to Decatur, Georgia, with nothing but a prepaid phone and a prayer. Her only plan? Find the boy who used to share his snack cakes and defend her from bullies back in fifth grade-Eastland "East" Riggins. But East ain't a boy no more. Now, he runs his side of Decatur with silent power and sharp precision. On paper, he's the founder of a successful security firm. But in the streets? East's name rings out. And in his home-tucked in a quiet cul-de-sac off Wesley Chapel-he rules with discipline and devotion. When Sarai shows up on his doorstep bruised and broken, East takes her in without question. But it's not just him she's living with. Asha, his elegant and serene wife, greets her like family. Nyelle, the other woman in the house with the sharp tongue and mean walk, barely hides her attitude. It doesn't take long for Sarai to realize the truth: East doesn't have a wife. He has two. And the way they look at her? Like she's about to become the third. She came to Decatur for safety. But this house? This life? It's full of rituals, rules, and rewards. Asha cooks like a first lady. Nyelle handles the guns. And East? East listens more than he talks-and when he does talk, it's in a voice that commands obedience and melts resistance. He offers her comfort, control, and sensual discipline. But there's a price. In East's house, every woman belongs to him. And Sarai's body is starting to understand that before her mind can catch up.

I felt like I was never chosen, always admired but never chosen...until I met HIM Janay has always been admired but never chosen. No matter how many people praised her beauty, intelligence, or kindness, love always seemed just out of reach. That is, until she meets Rahmir-a man who not only admires her but chooses her, wholeheartedly.

Ashanti is finally living the life she dreamed of, working a job she loves. Everything is going well. But then President Theodore Thomas gets elected, and everything seems to go downhill. The population is decreasing, and women are not having children, so the government decided to take matters into its own hands. Instead of women being drafted into the military, they're drafted into marriage. Marriage is not a choice; it's an order, and if you try to run, the consequences are deadly. Will Ashanti get drafted? Or will she be one of the lucky ones who don't get chosen? "This has to be a joke. He lied to us all. He doesn't care about the marriages; he just wants to control us," I yell out loud. "Ashanti, you have to calm down, or he will hear you," she says lowly. I shrug my shoulders. "I don't care. Fuck him," I spat. "Say that one more time, I dare you," Noah says calmly. My eyes widen in shock, hearing his voice. I didn't realize he was here. Fuck, I just messed up. Why couldn't I just keep my big-ass mouth shut? ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Updates Every Sunday!

He's danger wrapped in designer suits. She's sunshine in stilettos. Together, they're fire and honey. Alessio De Luca doesn't do softness. The heir to one of New York's most feared crime families, his world is blood, control, and cold-blooded power. But when his empire crosses paths with her-a curvy, confident, and unapologetically sweet bakery owner named Lila Monroe-his iron resolve begins to crumble. Lila has never met a man like Alessio: terrifying, intense, and sinfully gorgeous. And though she knows better than to get involved with the mafia, something about his fierce protectiveness draws her in like gravity. She bakes cookies. He breaks kneecaps. But when the underworld targets her for reasons she doesn't yet understand, Alessio will do anything-burn cities, kill kings, and betray his bloodline-to protect the woman who's made his cold heart feel warm for the first time. This is a story of obsession, seduction, body positivity, danger, and a love that refuses to stay in the lines.

Liyah ain't the type to be seen-she the type to see everything. Thick, smart, and quick-witted, she stay in her own lane at Reminence High. While the other girls chasin' clout and cheer captain titles, she tryna graduate, stack her scholarships, and get the hell up out the hood. But that don't mean she blind. She been peepin' Devin Jackson since freshman year-football, basketball, and wrestling captain with a smile that make her knees weak and dimples that could end arguments. Problem is, Devin's surrounded by all the girls she ain't: loud, flashy, and fine in all the basic ways. What Liyah don't know is... Devin tired of all that. He want real. And real been sittin' two rows behind him in Algebra the whole time. Includes spicy 18+ scenes, emotional rollercoasters, and real talk only.

✦•·.·¯˚·.·• 𝑰𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 𝒂 𝒘𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒔𝒆𝒅𝒖𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒐𝒚𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅'𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒂 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓. 𝑹𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒆𝒎𝒑𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒂𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒏, 𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒊𝒏, 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂 𝒃𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘍𝘖𝘙𝘉𝘐𝘋𝘋𝘌𝘕 𝘍𝘙𝘜𝘐𝘛. •·.·˚¯·.·•✦ appleoverorange✍︎

Let's be real - dating isn't exactly sunshine and rainbows, especially when society has its own ideas about what beauty should look like. But here's the thing - I've stopped letting those opinions define my worth. Sure, there are plenty of guys who see me as their dirty little secret, perfect for a night of fun but heaven forbid anyone sees them with me in daylight. Casual hookups, NSA encounters, whatever you want to call it - that's become my normal in the club scene. And honestly? I own it. My size doesn't make me any less deserving of a good time. His meticulously inked arms flex as he leans against the bar, emanating an aura of calculated indifference that keeps most at a safe distance. To the world, he's the epitome of someone who couldn't care less what anyone thinks. Yet there's something more lurking beneath that carefully constructed facade - a hidden purpose that drives his every move.