"Know it's hard to trust but we've been through to much shit, we can't give up." Risk It All On Love.

What happens when college star basketball player, Tray Harris travels to Los Angeles for the very first time ever, and ends up meeting a locally known music producer; Kanacio Martin? Have fun reading!!! badgalfrmmarz

"i'm not with that quiet shit, halo, just say what you need to say."

A rewrite of my old Novel. "I have a sweet tooth," he said, his voice a low, gravelly rasp that sent a shiver straight down my spine. "And I'm craving double fudge." Kennedy is a one-woman army. She's fighting a family curse, a mounting debt, and the ghost of a grandmother who told her never to let a man tell her her dreams were too expensive to keep. But with a ten-month clock ticking and the neighborhood "shark" circling her front door, the fire in her kitchen is starting to feel like a death trap. Vincent Cunningham doesn't do "small business." He does hostile takeovers. He's cold, devastatingly handsome, and has enough power to crush Kennedy's legacy with a single signature. He expects her to fold. He expects to buy her out and move on. He doesn't expect the fire in her eyes-or the way her scent haunts him long after the "Open" sign flips. He's the predator. She's the target. But in the quiet hours after the ovens go cold, the line between business and obsession starts to blur. Vincent is used to owning everything he touches, but Kennedy is the one thing he can't buy-and the only thing he's starting to crave. #1 in BWWMRomance [BWWM | ENEMIES TO LOVERS | BILLIONAIRE ]

Tasha Clarke is twenty-seven and stuck. What was meant to be a temporary job at a golf club has stretched into years of serving drinks, forcing smiles, and enduring the leers of men twice her age. With her best friend Nyla's wedding on the horizon, Tasha can't help but feel left behind. Nyla has love, stability, and a future. Tasha has routine and a gnawing hunger for something more-something dangerous enough to make her feel alive again. Across the ocean, 30 year-old, Ignacio Montoya prepares to step into Seattle for the first time in years. His empire stretches across continents, claiming cities like New York, Chicago, Miami, and Los Angeles in blood and power. But Seattle remains unscarred-a weakness he intends to remedy. On the surface, Ignacio comes as a best man, to toast the wedding of his oldest friend. Beneath the tailored suit, however, lies a predator's intent. He sees Seattle not as a city of celebration, but as prey. Ignacio Montoya is a storm-silent until he breaks, relentless once he does. While Tasha aches for change and Ignacio charts his conquest, fate coils their paths together. What begins as a wedding celebration will unravel into something far more dangerous: a collision of hunger and power, yearning and control. When the storm finally reaches her, Tasha Clarke's life-and Seattle itself-will never be the same.

❝𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐞. 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬." 𝐈 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐢𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠.❞ "You listening to me for once? Crazyyy." He put his phone down, full attention on me. "C'mere den, sexy. We ain't got nothing but time." He bit his lip. Oh yeah, he was sumn serious cause that lil one two gon get me and him in trouble. . . . Dominic Winters didn't believe in love. Well, that sounded a bit harsh. He just didn't really think it was worth the effort. Why settle for one person when there were so many people who wanted him? So many to romance? He wasn't trying to be a playboy but it just ended up that way. His whole philosophy was "Marriage is a scam. Divorcing is inevitable. Every man and woman alike fell to his feet. There was no discrimination with him. Black, White, They, Them, She, He. He liked them all. It was mere fun to him, like a hobby to go along with his career he was building in college as the quarterback who was on a mission to make it to the big leagues all while keeping his grades in check and hanging with his boys. That's all it ever was for him. Then.. someone new came around. Someone who changed his routine of jumping from one person to the next. Dom was cool with everyone. He said wassup to everyone but when the new sophomore gave him nothing, no reaction, no interest, he was butt hurt to say the least. It even bruised his ego a bit. Messiah Hughes transferred to this new, better college. A fresh start to a shitty past year. It took a toll on him and he needed to get away, he had to. EXTENDES SYNOPSIS INSIDE. Updates every 3-7 days.

"𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙞𝙣𝙫𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙"

"𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙥𝙪𝙧𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙎𝙚𝙠𝙖𝙣𝙞." After losing his mother, Sekani moves from Florida to Atlanta with his little sister, into his aunt's home, carrying a grief he hasn't learned how to sit with. With his two best friends by his side, he's trying to adjust to a new life while holding onto the pieces of who he used to be. But when he meets someone unexpected, Sekani is forced to confront what it means to open up again-to be seen, to be cared for, and to find purpose beyond survival. PURPOSE is a soft, intimate story about grief, healing, and the quiet ways love finds you when you aren't looking. FEBRUARY 15TH 2025

"𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖 made me soft, mama" I said, locking my eyes with Kalani's. Real talk, I love her more than myself. I don't even know who I'd be if she never walked into my life. "I ain't never been soft for nobody, babygirl," I added, just to hear her laugh. Why not read? You may like it.🤭

Every time you hold me, hold me like this is the last time. Every time you kiss me, kiss me like you'll never see me again. Every time you touch me, touch me like this is the last time. Promise that you'll love me, love me like you'll never see me again. -Alicia Keys