Prologue Dr. Kiana James had stitched up broken bodies, restarted failing hearts, and held dying hands - but nothing had prepared her for surviving the slow, silent destruction of her own life. For three years, she hid bruises beneath her scrubs and fear beneath her smile. Her boyfriend, Marcus, a man who charmed everyone but her, had become a storm she lived inside. Every slammed door, every raised voice taught her to shrink - even though she was a woman who took up space beautifully. A brilliant, plus-size Black doctor with ambition, curves, and warmth that could light an entire hospital wing - she deserved more. And one night, she finally ran.

Nia learned to pour her heart into food when words failed her. But there are some things no recipe can fix. When a wedding reunites her and four former friends after years of silence for some and limited contact for others, old wounds reopen and buried feelings refuse to stay hidden. Not everyone deserves forgiveness. And not every love story starts where you expect.

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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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.