Heart's Desire (Noun) : Refers to the deepest, most personal longings or wishes that come from your emotional core-not just what you want, but what you truly yearn for. These desires often reflect your truest self-your passions, dreams, needs for love, purpose, connection, or fulfillment. They're called "heart's" desires because they're emotional and instinctive, not always logical or practical. They can be difficult to explain, but you feel them deeply. "I feel like for some crazy ass reason, I got this connection with you. I wonder about ya safety when I'm not around and even if you never give a nigga the time of day... I just want you to be happy. I don't even know why.. I'm attracted to you like crazy ma." "You make me feel this way that I've never really felt before and I'm just too scared to go for the ride. Everything I ever said I wanted in a man, you have. Your attitude, your mindset, your maturity-." They weren't looking for each other, but something deeper-unspoken and undeniable-pulled them in. Follow along as two souls shaped by pain, survival, and pride, try to navigate a bond that feels bigger than either of them. It's passionate, intense, captivating, and at times overwhelming. Their connection isn't just attraction-it's a collision of heart's desires that neither expected, but both need. ( MATURE CONTENT ) COMPLETED

Janeisha "Neisha" Bambi has always survived by keeping a low profile. She don't get caught up in the kind of business that comes with bodies, secrets, and street names that echo. But all it takes is one night-one favor for her best friend-to slide her straight into the orbit of Seven "Saint" Carter. Saint is discipline wrapped in menace. A man the streets don't just respect,they fear. The type Neisha promised herself she'd never look at twice. He doesn't chase, beg, or explain. Yet somehow, he does all of this for her. And when that calm, unreadable gaze settles on Neisha, her careful world starts to crack. Now Saint's patience is running out, Neisha's defenses are falling apart and the pull between them is starting to feel less like a choice and more like fate. He's trying to shield her from the life he lives. She's trying to decide if loving him is salvation or self-destruction.

"Solè, why'd you stay?" "Because, Zaire... you the first thing that ever felt worth staying for." ❀ 🝳 ❀ Harlem held the noise. Solè gave Zaire the quiet. Zaire Knox, Harlem's quiet storm, known for his ties to the streets and a gaze that read people faster than they could lie to him. Respected. Feared. Loved. With scars buried deeper than his tattoos, he never planned to love soft. Until a Harlem vinyl shop left behind by his late grandfather forces him to slow down, to breathe, to find his real purpose in the world beyond the streets. Solè Sinclair, soft but unbreakable, raised by her father after loss. By day, she serves warmth behind the counter of a café. By night, she disappears into her art, trying to paint the parts of herself no one ever sees. When their worlds cross, the city shifts. What starts off tense and unexpected turns tender. Together, they learn love can hold you just as fierce as the streets ever did, and softer, too. But love in Harlem always asks one question: what are you willing to risk when the heart wants more than the streets ever offered? A Harlem story. A hood love. A soft place to land. ❀ 🝳 ❀

"This is not a sob story, it's a love one." In a world of high societal expectations Malaysia is one of the many fighting to reach the goals expected by her family. After being raised by a single mother for half of her life then transitioning to a world with too many overbearing male figures, she's ready to explode. Seymour is the last person she should be with. From his street affiliation, trauma from abandonment, all the way to his baby momma drama he is the blueprint of what should be avoided by someone who is as perfect as she is. Except Malaysia now understood the reason for true rebellion. Everyone in the world understood the hierarchy of societal grounds and why they would never work, but their connection hit too fast, too deep, and quickly becomes dangerous. She was tired of living up to the expectations of her parents and her brothers. It was time for her to take her life back. There was a long list of reasons why they shouldn't have been involved with each-other, but there was only one reason why they should've. That was enough. STARTED ; JANUARY 5th, 2026 PUBLISHED ; FEBRUARY 11th, 2026 FINISHED; March 19th, 2026

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"𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈, 𝐰𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫." Psalm's name exuded power and wealth in the bustling, rich city of Boston. A ruthless and notorious Mafia leader climbing his way to success through a ladder of illicit organized crimes. In the midst of his triumph he loses his best friend, also the best hitman in his circle. With vengeance on his mind, Psalm begins to hunt for an individual skilled enough to accompany him on a mission like none other. The only problem, his newly hired hit man isn't just any man, but instead a WOMAN. With his doubts, he knew trusting her wouldn't be easy, but falling in love with her was something he never anticipated. Vera didn't plan to be Psalm's cup of tea, she only planned to do her job. When accepting an offer as Psalm's protecter puts her in an unpredictable position, she's pushed to indulge, diving deep into his world and the dark past that the he carries with him. Yet never expecting that would also come with falling madly in love with him. From enemies to lovers, they turn one another world's upside down. Mixing the complexities of murder, drugs, greed and deceit into their twisted yet compelling love story. When their Mafia ties come in between their feelings, the limits they'll go to prove their loyalty is tested. Not only to each other, but to the Loyal Oath of OMERTÀ.

Every time Isaiah looked at himself in the mirror, he was constantly reminded of the most traumatic moment of his life. He grew to hate himself until Namiko randomly waltzed into his life one day and began teaching him how to love himself again. It was as if she was his second chance. He'd been so pissed off all night to the point where he was physically shaking like a ticking bomb. This one hug from her felt like the rainbow after a severe thunderstorm. He couldn't believe that his sanity really depended on her. He'd never reached this point of love before. She brought him so much peace. That's why he loved her the way that he did; the reason why he couldn't stand to spend a single second away from her and why he depended on her to keep him sane. She was just it; like a breath of fresh air. He never expected the woman that ended up stealing his heart would be a real life Disney Princess wandering cluelessly around New York City; an autistic one, at that.

"ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ᴀꜱ ᴍʏ ʙɪɢɢᴇꜱᴛ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴀᴄʜᴇ... ᴀɴᴅ ᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ ᴍʏ ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ᴘᴇᴀᴄᴇ. ꜱɪɴᴄᴇʀᴇʟʏ ʏᴏᴜʀꜱ, ᴋᴇɴɴᴇᴅɪɪ." #2 Atlanta 08 | 07 | 25 🏆

Pushing himself from the door Gulian neared her, standing in front of her. "I want you to stop seeing 𝙝𝙞𝙢, that's what I want." Kyomi scoffed as she shook her head. "Why would I stop doing that? Just 'cause you call yourself asking nicely?"