Yn, a 35 year old singer and powerhouse CEO, has built a life that looks unshakable especially with Beyonce by her side. The two have been together for six years, married for almost four, but their story runs far deeper than romance. Before love, there was over a decade of friendship, eleven years of loyalty, history, and showing up for each other when it mattered most. Yn stood beside Beyonce through some of the most defining moments of her life, through her pregnancies with Blue Ivy to the twins, and even through the heartbreak of discovering that her then husband, Shawn Carter, had been unfaithful. And when Yn built her own family, welcoming her twin boys and daughter, Beyonce was right there, just as present, just as devoted. Somewhere in the space between shared pain and unwavering support, friendship turned into something deeper. After both women walked away from their past relationships, they found comfort and eventually love in each other, creating not just a relationship, but a blended family built on trust, understanding, and history. But now, that foundation is cracking. Behind closed doors, Beyonce is hiding a betrayal, an affair with a mystery woman. And the one thing everyone knows about Yn is this, loyalty isn't optional, it's everything. So when the truth finally comes to light, it won't just be about cheating. It'll be about broken trust, shared history, and the kind of love that was supposed to be unbreakable. Will Yn walk away from the life they built, protecting her heart at all costs? Or Will she break her own rules for the one person she never imagined losing, risking everything, including the family they created together

She thought she knew the truth; and he needed her to know the truth. He would do anything to get her to hear him out, and he meant anything....

I had to make a book with the two women I first fell in love with. Ladies & Gentlemen, please welcome Janet Jackson and Lisa "Left Eye" Lopes in, "Dear, Ms. Jackson."

Pop icon, Janet Jackson, had been having trouble balancing a distraught marriage, parenthood, and being a performer. Of course, this was before Grace came into the picture.

Nothing ever felt quite right...nothing but her... Her lips fit perfectly with mine, as if God were an artist molding us like clay, saving our lips for last as if to make for certain that they were perfect for one another. My hand still rested on her chest and I could still feel her heartbeat through the tips of my fingers, every beat radiated through my entire body sending shivers down my spine. As we continued to fall deeper into one another I realized that the rhythm of her heart matched my very own, at that moment I knew that she would be Unforgettable

Sequel to These Days. We all kinda miss the past...those days.

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

Nyla Bridges has dedicated her entire life to becoming the best FBI agent the agency has seen. Working twice as hard because she's a woman... a black woman... to show that she is just as capable, if not more, than her predominantly white, male colleagues. After three years in the field she finally lands her opportunity. All she has to do is go undercover and take down New York's biggest drug distributor, Elijah Davis. Sounds simple enough, but it's everything but. She finds her heart and her mind wanting two completely different things and everything is at stake.

Will Janet's desire for lust ruin her chances of love? Will Janet realize sex isn't better than love or will she just keep using her FAME to get what she wants?

Desiree McClain, is an internationally known supermodel and trophy wife to the most well paid and well respected attorney in the state of California, Matthew McClain. Desiree has a secret interest. Women. As Desiree's sex addiction spirals out of control, her secret interest isn't so secret anymore. It's what you do It's what you see I know if I'm haunting you You must be haunting me It's where we go It's where we'll be I know if I'm on to you, I'm on to you On to you, you must be on to me My haunted lungs Ghost in the sheets I know if I'm haunting you You must be haunting me My wicked tongue Where will it be? I know if I'm onto you I'm on to you On to you, I'm on to you On to you, you must be on to me You want me? I walk down the hallway You're lucky The bedroom's my runway Slap me! I'm pinned to the doorway Kiss, bite, fuck me