She was supposed to die in that warehouse. Instead, she became his. Jaslyn was just a girl in the wrong place at the wrong time-kidnapped, brutalized, left for dead. But when Cain showed up, dragging hell behind him, she didn't just get rescued-she got recruited. Now she's not the victim. She's the weapon. Trained by the most feared man in the city, Jaslyn moves through blood and betrayal like she was born for it. The girl who used to flinch now pulls triggers. The girl who used to beg now gives orders. And Cain? He doesn't just want her sharp-he wants her loyal, cold, and just as savage as him. Bodies drop. Enemies burn. And the city starts whispering her name with the same fear they whisper his.

"𝙒𝙝𝙮 𝙖𝙢 𝙄 𝙨𝙤 𝙖𝙛𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚." "𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚, 𝙣𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙤 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙞𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣" 4 years ago a 19 year old Geneviéve stubbled upon a very hurt Dayvon and decided to help him. That night she showed him something that nobody else did in his life, he planned to make her his but he lost her. Now that he's found her again, he's not willing to let her get away that easy again, not without a fight at least. Started: 8/29/22- 12/17/22

I almost fell in love with you After the club last night And you told me don't spend too much Girl, take your own advice Girl, don't act like you changed When we both know you can't And I know you love me 'Cause I think you're lovely

"𝖫𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗐𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗈𝗇 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗋𝖺"-𝗗𝗿𝗮𝗸𝗲

"You got three seconds to open this door before I kick that bitch in," a deep voice growled through the wood. Zamara's heart jumped. She wasn't expecting nobody-especially not a man with a voice that rough and mean. "Nigga, who the fuck-" she started, yanking the door open. And immediately regretted it. He stood there like a shadow from hell. Tall. Broad. Tatted. And mad as fuck. A black hoodie hugged his body, revealing a Glock tucked at his hip. "Where. The fuck. Is Kyndall?" he asked low and slow. Zamara crossed her arms over her chest, attitude activated. "I don't know, and I damn sure ain't scared of you standing here mean-mugging like you somebody daddy." A smirk curled on his lips. "You should be scared, ma." Then he leaned in, real close. "But lucky for you... I don't hit women. I just fuck 'em crazy and make sure they don't walk right for three days." Her breath caught, but her mouth didn't. "Boy, please." "You gon' be sayin that from my bed soon. Watch."

Our love goes beyond any scars. What happens when 19 y/o Naomi's past catches up to her present? Will it make or break her?

Jaliyah 'Blu' Washington and her brothers are your definition of the grind. at 19 , 20 , and 23 years old , she and her two older brothers have done almost everything they could to leave the hood and unstable mother. They've built their lives in the downtown area of Atl. Blu being a nail tech , Jairo playing basketball in college , and Josiah in the streets making money the way he's always known how. Amiri or mir is well known when it comes to the Atl streets , carrying his fathers legacy by keeping the business in the streets going meaning, he's meeting new people left and right including Josiah. The two have become close over the couple months they've known each other running business together. When Mir meets Blu , the two don't click immediately how Josiah believed they would. They actually seem to despise each other but only because Blu is always keeping it real and Mir is extremely blunt, not caring whose feelings he hurts. Despite these feelings against each other , Mir can't help but admire how Blu's the only one that sees through him but what happens when Josiah decides Blu is off limits

❝𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐥𝗼𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐜𝐥𝗼𝐬𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝗼𝐮𝐠𝐡❞

Ace is a ruthless killer, he shoot first and ask questions later. His childhood was nothing but rough, protecting and providing for his twin brother was all he did. When he runs into Hendrix she turns his world upside down and bring out something in him he didn't even know was there. No matter how much he pushes her away, she's like the goddamn plague.