Sometimes love finds you in the places you least expect-right when you need it most. Tilen has learned to live behind walls-strong, silent, and untouchable. After surviving a trauma that shattered his sense of control, trust doesn't come easy. But when he meets Adjrena, everything begins to shift. She sees through his guarded edges, offering him comfort without asking for anything in return. What he doesn't know is-she's healing too. Adjrena carries her own scars, hidden behind the calm exterior and quiet strength she offers everyone else. Love hasn't been kind to her. And opening up again? That's a risk she swore she wouldn't take. But in Tilen, she finds someone who doesn't expect her to be perfect-just real. During a sun-drenched vacation with close friends in Turks and Caicos, the spark between them flares into something undeniable. Between golden beaches, shared secrets, and stolen moments in the dark, two guarded souls slowly begin to trust again-not just each other, but themselves. But healing isn't a straight line. And love isn't always easy. Heartfelt, deeply sensual, and emotionally raw-this is a story about letting go of past pain, embracing vulnerability, and discovering the kind of love that transforms everything it touches. Can two broken souls truly heal in each other's arms? Or will the damage they've endured be too much to overcome?

**** COMPLETE **** VERY RAUNCHY **** This novel centers around Faith, a young black woman in her early 20s that's given up on the thought of love. That is until she finds someone who makes her think of reconsidering it. After her abusive ex & the toxic relationship she had with him, who knew that being inlove again was even possible? She meets a dreamy guy named Omar who seems too good to be true. She at first struggles with the thought of opening up & loving again, but realizes he's everything she's ever wanted. Will he win her over? Will they last? What demons will they encounter on their journey? Does true love really conquer everything? Tune in & find out! Disclaimer ⚠️ * There are certain parts of this story that are going to be rated 18+ only. I'm very sexual myself & wanted to make sure my readers felt that in my characters when reading this story. The mature content will have a warning in the beginning of the chapter, this is EXTREMELY explicit content.* ⚠️ * There is also violence/crime in this book. If that triggers or makes you uncomfortable please don't read it, there are entirely too many chapters where that is mentioned or emphasized on. It's a piece of my work. * Cover by @emmel_concepts 📸 Rankings & Progress • #1 #BlackRomance ~ 6/20/21 • #1 #LoveScene ~ 7/2/21 • #1 #Romance ~ 5/19/22 • #1 #Melanin ~ 4/9/23 • Began publishing on 5/30/21 I own all copyrights to my writing. I however do not own any of the images in this novel. 🖤

Kayla had it all mapped out-study hard, chase her dreams, and keep her heart out of the equation. Love wasn't part of the plan. It never was. But then she met him. A single glance. A shift in the air. And suddenly, the life she thought she wanted didn't feel complete anymore. She told herself to stay focused. That her goals came first. But he made her laugh when she wasn't supposed to. He saw through the walls she didn't know she'd built. And with every moment, every quiet exchange, something began to unfold between them-something deep, real... and terrifying. She didn't know if it was love. She just knew it felt like everything she never knew she needed. All I Want is a story of unexpected connection, quiet longing, and the kind of love that rewrites everything. ❀•*+❀•ᴀʟʟ ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛ•❀+*•❀ 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 : 𝐒𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 • 𝟏𝟎 • 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏 𝐄𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 : 𝐌𝐚𝐲 •𝟏𝟖 • 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐

(COMPLETED) She is known as Maya Lawton by day, and Coco by night.. This beauty has the occupation that surprises many. A stripper. She doesn't fit in with the rumors or stereotypes of a stripper. She is classy and is just trying to get those coins. Read to follow this beauty on her journey as she overcomes drama dealing with family/ friends, getting judged, and possibly finding love. ~ READ THIS: No part of this book maybe reproduced or transmitted in any forms or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any informational storage and retrieval system without express written permission from the author/publisher.

A mother's past. A father's fear. A child in the middle.

"Hey umm Sincere? Thank you for.. you know helping me back there." She said looking at his hair she had a bad habit of staring at people hair since she's a hair stylist it's always been a habit of hers, but she really liked his it was different you don't see hair like his in Birmingham a lot... "I ain't do it for you I just ain't want y'all to beat the nigga up and start a brawl in here." He said looking at all her features but mugging her at the same time. He was mad as fuck and didn't know why. "Well never mind then nigga!" She spouted, finally looking at his face features. She turned around ready to walk away and he grabbed her arm. "You mad or some?" He asked looking confused. "Yea nigga you act like you don't know how to just say you welcome." She said mugging him and he laughed. "What's funny?" She asked, confused. "You.. Let me ask you some, you mad that I didn't say you welcome or because I said I ain't do it for you?" "Obviously because you ain't say you welcome instead of all that extra stuff this conversation could've been over with." Lyric spouted watching him lick his lips staring down at her. "Maybe I didn't want the conversation to be over fast." He teased. "Well, if you just wanted to talk to me, you could've just said that too" Lyric joked, and they both laughed. "You welcome pretty and I wanna talk to you is that cool with you?" He asked smirking. "Is that why you been staring at me all night?" Lyric accused and just when he was about to respond they heard gunshots. Sin grabbed Lyric and put her in a room told her to stay on the floor and ran back out taking his gun out of his Nike Tech pants. ~ Lyric is an introverted girl from Birmingham Alabama with a mental illness that prevents her from leaving her house. What happens when she meets Sincere a persistent hood dude from Florida who just wants to be whatever she needs him to be.

"You got three seconds to open this door before I kick that bitch in," a deep voice growled through the wood. Zamara's heart jumped. She wasn't expecting nobody-especially not a man with a voice that rough and mean. "Nigga, who the fuck-" she started, yanking the door open. And immediately regretted it. He stood there like a shadow from hell. Tall. Broad. Tatted. And mad as fuck. A black hoodie hugged his body, revealing a Glock tucked at his hip. "Where. The fuck. Is Kyndall?" he asked low and slow. Zamara crossed her arms over her chest, attitude activated. "I don't know, and I damn sure ain't scared of you standing here mean-mugging like you somebody daddy." A smirk curled on his lips. "You should be scared, ma." Then he leaned in, real close. "But lucky for you... I don't hit women. I just fuck 'em crazy and make sure they don't walk right for three days." Her breath caught, but her mouth didn't. "Boy, please." "You gon' be sayin that from my bed soon. Watch."

Widening the door I seen him holding another bag, with flowers in his hand and a blunt behind his ear "really? More peace offerings?" "Ain't none wrong in that" I thanked him for it as I was raised with manners I placed the flowers on the counter alongside the bag not bothered to look inside and see what he got. "That's how you gon do me?" He asked pointing at the flowers on the counter. "I mean flowers really not cutting anything right now" I shrugged. "It better cause I came here to apologise" he walked over and stood in front of me with his tall ass self. "Mhm" I hummed ready to hear what he has to say. "Real shit though. I know I ain't really been on my shit cause I got other shit I'm dealing with so Ion really wanna put that onto you cause you'n deserve none of that. So I told you Ion wanna rush it so I don't become the man that don't treat you good" at this point he put his hand in mine and used his thumb to rub the back of my hand in circular motions. "So I wanna apologise for allat cause I ain't really tell you what's going on but Ion really wanna wait for that date no more". There was just some in his eyes that was getting me especially with his head being slightly tilted not even thinking of trying to break eye contact with me. "So what does that mean?"

After moving to Chicago to start a new life, Sveya isn't looking for nothing beyond a fresh start. Between church, school, and learning how to exist without losing herself, her life feels limited...until she meets Solomon.

"𝐁𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝'𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞.."