Sanaa Wright is Miami's best HR fixer. When a company is falling apart, she's the one businesses call to clean up the mess and she delivers results in four months or less. So when one of her long-term clients asks her to rebrand his struggling lounge, she takes the job without hesitation. She just doesn't expect to walk in on day one and leave with a broken ankle-courtesy of one of his employees. Zaire Collins. Known across Miami as the protection, Zaire owns one of the top security firms in Florida, trusted to guard nightclubs, bars, and high-profile events. Control is what he does best. But the day he accidentally breaks Sanaa Wright's ankle changes everything. Determined to make it right, Zaire goes out of his way to take care of her... even if that means giving Sanaa more access to him than anyone else has ever had. And the closer they get, the harder it becomes to keep things strictly professional.

Cane and Lauren have been together since they were kids. The past few years have put a lot of strain on them between losses and Cane getting locked up Lauren decided to leave. Cane is getting out and the main thing on his mind is getting his girl back. Lauren is determined to not let him play with her heart again

Before the crowds screamed his name, before the league talks and the magazine covers, he met her. Calista Marchand. Not the kind of girl you run game on. She was sharp where it counted, soft only when she wanted to be. Real Brooklyn - pretty in the face, slick with the mouth, and solid with her hands if you stepped wrong. She kept her circle small, her loyalty tighter. The kind of woman who knew how to turn silence into safety and side-eyes into shut-ups. Men feared her. Girls tried to be her. She didn't chase, didn't fold, didn't need nobody. Until Ibrahim Montaigne walked into her life like he had all the time in the world. He didn't come with sweet nothings or flashy promises - just steady presence. Intent in his eyes, patience in his chest, and something rare behind the way he looked at her. Like he saw through the polish and the fire, like he knew the woman behind the defense. He didn't try to tame her. He studied her. Let her be exactly who she was. The shift was slow. She still fought when needed, still had a rep in the streets and in the salon chair. But somewhere between nursing exams and late-night block parties, she started saving parts of herself just for him. The quiet parts. The delicate ones. The ones nobody else got close to. And when she crossed that graduation stage, RN-BSN stitched behind her name and her grandmother crying in the crowd - he bragged harder than anyone. Didn't care who was listening. Forget MVP, forget the championship rings. She was the win. She was the headline. The girl from Brooklyn with spitfire in her lungs, gold in her smile, and a softness only he ever got to see. This isn't a story about being chosen. It's about choosing each other. No fairytales. Just Brooklyn grit and a love that never let go.

How do you continue on with life when your life line has been cut short ? Your reason and your purpose snatched away in an instance-how do you go on? Meet Ohaji, a man who's suffering from the tragic loss of his fiancé Shannon. Twelve years later Ohaji is still battling and mourning the loss of his lover, life hasn't been the same and he feels like it'll never be. That's until a particular person enters his life when he least expect it. Feeling like he's living in hell on Earth until he meets Heaven, Ohaji is soon met with another opportunity of love. What will he do?

Book Two

Everyone knew who he was and they all feared him. Except her. He had finally met his match in more ways that one.

PLEASE READ LITTLE WHITE LIES AND LITTLE DARK SECRETS BEFORE THIS ONE! Only if you want to understand the back stories Jovani Madden Giordano is a certified, grade A a**hole and he knows it. He doesn't have a sad back story, mommy issues, daddy issues, or a broken heart. To put it simply, Jovani is just not good at being nice. Samira Howard is the daughter of Marcus and Mage. She is everything Jovani isn't. Shy and sweet. The two characteristics Jovani can't stand to be around. So what is it about this girl that he just can't seem to leave alone?

"Can't you just turn it on?" She huffed irritated tapping her foot anxiously. Her red bottom heals were too nice for a place with uneven pavement, tire marks, gas and oil all over the ground. She was humiliated being seen here in this sh*tty shop but she had no choice. She was already running late for her shoot. Kai stared back at her blankly and rolled his eyes in annoyance. The entitled impatient brat was giving him a major head ache. Such a beautiful f*cking headache this woman was and he just met her. "If that was the case you would be gone already and my day would be so much better." Adeline Jones. A pretty name for a pretty woman. Adeline is a black, upper class, young lady who is straight from Manhattan. She is the IT girl and she knows it. A model, an actress, an A lister with a grade A awful personality. She took over 80s and 90s and now is untouchable in the early 2000s. No one is good enough for Adeline and no one tells her no. Except one stubborn, and callous Mechanic named Kai Green.

Two opposites who despise each other... But how much?

Crash the Boards: A phrase that describes the act of rebounding in the game of basketball. It is the optimal game strategy if the players move quickly to rebound the ball. Your typical 90's teenage love story featuring a dual sport athlete and a literature princess.