𝙇𝙚𝙞𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙞, 𝙖 21-𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧-𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙩 𝙖 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙥 𝙘𝙡𝙪𝙗 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡𝙮, 𝙝𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙨 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙩𝙝 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙖 𝙝𝙤𝙢𝙤𝙥𝙝𝙤𝙗𝙞𝙘 𝙛𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙. 𝙆𝙖𝙨𝙝, 𝘿𝙚𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙢𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙛𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙥𝙞𝙣, 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙡, 𝙬𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙣, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙨. 𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙥𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙨 𝙘𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙨, 𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙨, 𝙥𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙧𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙙𝙚.

"i don't regret, just pretend shit never happened"

Nayeli is a 30-year-old single mother raising her spirited 7-year-old son, in her hometown of Charlotte, North Carolina. After enduring heartbreak from failed relationships, including the painful fallout with her son's father, Nayeli has sworn off the idea of romance. Instead, she pours herself into her career and focuses on being the best mom she can be. But life has a way of shifting even the most carefully laid plans. When news spreads that a mutual friend from Nayeli's close-knit circle has tragically passed away, old bonds are rekindled. Among those returning to town for the memorial is Shai Smith, a 36-year-old successful sports trainer who has spent years traveling for his career. Nayeli and Shai have known each other for over a decade, always sharing playful banter and harmless flirtation. They've laughed off their chemistry as nothing more than jokes - two people who were never in the right place at the right time. In the wake of loss, Shai stays in town longer than planned, reconnecting with old friends and reflecting on the fragility of life. As he and Nayeli cross paths more often, their once lighthearted interactions deepen. Despite the spark between them, both Shai and Nayeli carry the weight of past heartbreak. Shai's last relationship left him wary of trust, and Nayeli is terrified of exposing her son to a love that might not last. But as the days pass, their connection becomes undeniable. Through laughter, tears, and the lessons of loss, Nayeli and Shai learn that healing isn't about forgetting the past, but finding the courage to embrace what's ahead. In the echoes of shared memories they discover that sometimes, love doesn't come when you're searching for it.

"Cause if you let me, here's what I'll do I'll take care of you" Allaya is just a girl from the Caribbean trying to make it in NYC. She's too busy going after everything she's ever wanted to be bothered with the drama that comes with love and relationships. She's so used to being alone that she doesn't know how to let someone in. So, what happens when she falls in love with her boss, rapper, and mogul Dave East? I do not own any of the images used in this book or on the cover. All fictional characters do not reflect the names and face claims in reality.

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.

"I made the decision to cheat on my wife because I liked the way you made me feel vulnerable and comfortable enough to open up to you the night before it happened. I ain't never did shit like that before and that's what made it easy for me to choose to risk everything I got for you." "That shit probably not a big deal to you but a nigga like me ain't never opened up to nobody but my best friend-and still..that's rare. I hate even talking about her with you but I don't even feel comfortable talking to Ariana about my feelings 'cause I know she gon' judge me. You don't make me feel like that."

𝐝𝐞•𝐯𝐨•𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐧; 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐥𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐲, 𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐚𝐬𝐦 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧, 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐲, 𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞. - "𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞,"

Bryson "Trey" Walker has been the star collegiate quarterback for the past four years. After one mistake on the field his life continues to take a turn and dealing with a crazy girl friend and strict father doesn't help. When he crosses past with the sassy and hardworking Crystal they have to learn to get along for the sake of their future. But deep down love and comfort finds their way into their hearts.

With my hand on the knob, I twist it open, but the action was interrupted by his voice echoing off the walls. " Come here," I look over my shoulder, " No, I'm not in the mood for this shit." I hissed. " I wasn't askin. Come. Here." He demanded. I huffed, slamming the door shut and leaning against the door. " What?" He gestures towards the seat, " Sit down." " No, I don't have to do a damn thing." I refused, standing far away from him as possible. I wanted to be nowhere near him. " Sit down or I'll sit you down myself." He warns, glaring at me. ------------ #1 in urban romance #1 in black love #1 in glory to God #1 in bwbm #1 in lotsofdrama

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