More detailed description in story. Abella Mobisson has been around boxing most of her life. Her father was a professional boxer turned boxing coach & owned a gym where she spent much of her pass time while growing up. After the death of her father & a series of bad relationships, Abella makes sure to keep a focus on her career as a shining star in the music industry. If it isn't music or family, she couldn't give you the time of day. The same goes for heavyweight boxer, Anthony Joshua. How could he give a serious relationship the time needed when he's trying to be the best boxer in the world? Or the best father, son, brother, or friend? A woman could wait. It isn't until Abella meets Anthony that she realizes maybe she doesn't know the boxing world as well as she thinks she does. To the world they're an unlikely pair despite a rumor surrounding the strangers. Abella is America's darling with a brash tongue who says & does what she wants. Anthony is Britain's humble champion who's a role model to all despite knocking people out for a living. It's these differences that make them clash like titans then fall. Start date: 5/25/19 Finished: 10/11/20

"You could tell me you love me a million times over, but them words don't hold no weight in my heart till you show me. Show me you love me, and you can have all of me." cover by: @britxcvi

"You trust me?" he asked, eyes turning soft once they made contact. "Maj, I-I-" "I said do you trust me, Lucky?" he repeated, voice hard. "...yes," she breathed out, and his next words came without hesitation, sending a chill down her spine. "Then shoot."

kis·met /ˈkizmit,ˈkizˌmet/ noun destiny; fate. how do you know when you've met your soulmate?

"Don't worry baby, you know that you got me," Sequel/Spinoff for Kismet

She was being watched. She new it for sure. It had been going on for weeks now. She could feel every nerve in her body come to life. Whoever it was hid in the shadows effortlessly, putting a fear in her she had never experienced. The moment he caught her scent his inner beast wouldn't leave her be. It took every inch of his human will power to keep it at bay. But sooner or later he would lose the battle and the beast would take what was rightfully his. Vampire in Brooklyn ain't got nothing on this Werewolf in Harlem.

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"What do you want, N'Jadaka-" "Erik." He corrected, making her smirk. "For someone who is so against the colonizers, you wear your colonized name with such pride-" "That colonized name holds more pride and honor than my birth name."