COVER BY @NURIBANDSS a woman named promise who was invited to her best friend in collage wedding, she hadn't seen Jada in 2 years due to how messy life had been for both of them but the friendship still remained. Accepting the invitation without a thought, the wedding was taking place in New York City where Jada was born and raised. The wedding was going to be hosted by the St. Clair family , Jada St. Clair was the only girl out of the 4 children Ja'Lisa and Jabari had. Jabari Jr, Judah , Jada and Jamar were the 4 children of the black mafia family. Big Jabari Aka Demon in the streets started all this at a very young age, he moved smart and his two sons Jj and Judah took over the business and ran it even better than he did, with Jada being the only girl this wedding was special and it was gonna be bigger than anyone could imagine, With Judah being a man who doesn't believe in love all he cares about is the streets but what happens when he meets his little sister old best friend, promise?

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.

"𝗛𝗲'𝘀 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝗮𝘄 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵. 𝗕𝘂𝘁 𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝗱"

The porch still remembers. The silence still hurts. And him? He ain't dead... but he might as well be.

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨. 𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧, 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐟𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐝. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐈𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐀𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐧 𝐇𝐨𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮. //

A book based in London, UK🇬🇧

❝ if she ever call my phone you know i gotta dead her but i like that girl too much, i wish i never met her ❞

Just between us did the love affair maim you too? Grey's Anatomy / Mark Sloan ⋮ cover by foxgloves

(BOOK 1 OF MAFIA LOVE SERIES) [COMPLETED & EDITING] * "Arie," he whispered, his smile dropping as he closed the distance between us. "I'm sor..." My right hand met his left cheek brutally, stopping all that he had to say. "How dare you?" I hissed, landing another smack on the same spot. "How could you do this to me?" I raised my hand up again to place another one, but he caught my wrist before I could do so. "Plan your next move very carefully," he spoke in a low, belligerent tone tightening his grip on my wrist, daring me to slap him again. Pain jolted from the area, forcing tears to sting at the corner of my eyes. "Or what?" I scowled at him. "You don't want to find out." He took a step closer, staring into my eyes. "And don't tempt me!" * Today was the day it all started. Everything began to fall apart. It twisted me, threw me against the wall, and ripped my sanity and innocence to shreds. I never thought I'd go through it, but there I was in the middle of it all. Arie Noelle is a wise, strong-willed girl with a good heart, but a misfortunate incident leading up to others tears her apart. What happens when she finds herself on the radar of Leo Bonferroni, a ruthless mafia leader hiding behind the mask of a sexy tycoon, who is not only intrigued but also smitten by her? However, they begin to change each other, molding into something else. She does things she never dreamt of doing. He places the world at her feet, but will she accept it or kick it away in fear? The rising tension between the two kills her inside, but will she give into the sexy temptation walking around with an irresistible smirk that mushes her into a puddle? Will they ever find her destroyer or will she end up on the noose herself? Warning: Strong language, sexual content, rape, and graphic violence.

18 year old River Mitchell a new freshman at Ridgeview University. A dark past, full of secrets she's trying to get over. A fresh start across the country. But the truth always comes back to bite you in the ass. Promises to her dad were made. NO BOYS! But that's not the only complication with this boy. How do you deal with feelings you don't understand? How do you get over your traumatic past? River definitely does not have the answer to these questions. Every single person has secrets. And I mean everyone! She writes. He writes. She has a past full of secrets. He has secrets of his own. Relationships are complicated especially when you both have secrets