She moved on like he never existed. But he remembers everything-and he's not done. Love turned into possession in a twisted game of fame, control, and unfinished desire.

Ruffian 3 (The Trilogy)

"Everyone deserves to be loved, even the ones who feel they don't deserve it." Harmony Diaz knows what it's like to survive. After enduring years of abuse, being failed by the foster care system, and surviving unimaginable horrors, she refused to let her pain define her. Instead, she turned it into purpose. At just twenty-one years old, she's the founder of one of Atlanta's fastest-growing nonprofits, dedicated to helping young survivors escape the same darkness she once lived through. Her life is finally everything she fought for. Until one night... One pair of eyes changes everything. Malachi "Wick" is a man of few words and too many secrets. Feared by everyone around him, he's spent years believing that some people are too broken to be saved-including himself. Love was never part of the plan. But neither was Harmony. She doesn't trust easily. He doesn't know how to ask to be trusted. So instead of empty promises and pretty words, he chooses patience. He chooses consistency. He chooses to love her through his actions. As old wounds reopen and dangerous enemies threaten everything they've built, Harmony and Wick must decide whether love is strong enough to survive the past-or if some scars are simply too deep to heal. A story about Black love, healing, second chances, and discovering that sometimes the people who feel the least deserving of love are the ones who need it most.

"you're mine and i don't share" 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 i am his and he is mine. in the end, it's him and i. 「 © 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒 | 𝐭𝐚𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐥𝐨 」

"𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐚 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰"

"Halima just called me." She spoke up, talking about my sister. "She said your mom wanted to talk to me." "Oh yeah.." I trailed off, thinking about what my brother had just told me. "She wun' see you and Mya." I told her, already knowing what it was my mama wanted from her. "Yeah, I know. We just talked." She spoke surely as I licked my lips slowly, waiting for what she was going to say next. I already knew she wasn't feeling it. "It's just-" "I don't want to go down there and you-" She started but stopped as I waited for her to speak. "-you get involved with them again." She spoke truthfully, saying shit that I already knew she would. I already knew she was gone bring that shit up. She always do. "I don't trust Delante or any of your stupid ass friends because they are only interested in taking you backwards, Cain." "And I'm not going for that again." "I'm not." She spoke seriously and I sighed deeply, really used to hearing this shit already. "We're at a better place in our lives and I'm not playing those street games anymore."

"Cain, if you can't leave the streets for me and our baby, then me and you, we're done." I pointed between the two of us as tears streamed down my face and he bit his lip, looking down at the floor before he looked back up into my eyes. "Aight." "Shit over then, babygirl."

"𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝, 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝." [𝐆𝐀𝐘.] 𝟐𝟏 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐱 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐕𝐎𝐍 𝐱 𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐎 𝐖𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐱 𝐍𝐁𝐀 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐁𝐎𝐘

"We'a fuck you better than yo' fu ass boyfriend can!" - - LANEYAÀ MONROE KYLE is a self established, go gettin' hustler born and raised from the streets of chicago. Rising up and making more money than she ever has, her "gig" is club hostings and famous party appearances- what happens when she bumps into 3 lovers AND highly attractive and active criminals while navigating her new young-adult life? Could it just so happen to be crew love? .. or is this just trouble mixed with fate and death all together? KV.|NW.|LD.