COMPLETED ✓ (LOOK INSIDE FOR DESCRIPTION!) - ❝𝗛𝗼𝘄 𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘄𝗲 𝗴𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝗮𝗰𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀?❞ 𝗵𝗲 𝗮𝘀𝗸𝘀, 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗰𝘂𝗿𝗶𝗼𝘀𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗴. 𝗜 𝗺𝗲𝗲𝘁 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗴𝗮𝘇𝗲, 𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗮𝗱𝘆 𝗮𝘀 𝗜 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗳𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝗿𝗲𝗽𝗹𝘆, ❝𝗨𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗹 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗸𝗶𝘀𝘀 𝗺𝗲.❞

Landing a job with the Los Angeles Lakers is everything Nylah Morgan has worked for. She refuses to let anyone stand in the way of the career she's built. Then she meets Malcolm Carter. The Lakers' golden boy. Jersey #7. The league's most celebrated shooting guard... and the media's biggest headache. He's talented, arrogant, impossible to manage, and completely uninterested in following anyone's advice-especially hers. And the one player who seems determined to test her patience every chance he gets. He's arrogant. She's stubborn. He's used to getting his way. She refuses to back down. As cameras flash and headlines spread, the world only sees Malcolm Carter, the basketball star. Nylah is about to discover the man they never write about. Off the Record.

Serena is between a rock and a hard place. A military experiment gone wrong has sent her world crashing down--along with everybody else's--as a mysterious disease turns living people into mindless weapons of destruction. Supplies have run so low that her husband leaves to find food for them and never returns. Serena finds herself alone and preparing for inevitable death from starvation when her husband's best friend, Steven, shows up to her rescue. After seeing his best friend turn, Steven knows what he must do: protect and save his buddy's wife--the only person he has left now that his whole family and everyone else he cared about is gone. Only Serena is not just his undead best friend's girl--Steven has had a secret crush on Serena for almost as long as he's known her, doing everything in his power to hide it from his buddy while he was alive. And now, at the horrible price of losing his best friend, he has a chance to be with her. But would Serena ever give him a chance, given their circumstances? NOTE: Violent content and graphic, disturbing events included. ** Only an excerpt will be posted. Full book available at various retailers.**

❝ He didn't knock. He just came... with blood on his hands and my name on his tongue. ❞ . . Naira was never meant for soft love. She paints in silence, hides her scars under long sleeves, and lives each day pretending she's normal. Until the night a man followed her down a dark alley... And another man tore him apart to save her. Kian. Mysterious. Possessive. Dangerous. With eyes that promise pleasure, hands that deliver pain, and a smile that looks like sin. He doesn't ask permission. He doesn't need to. Because now, she belongs to him. Bodies begin to drop. Secrets unravel. And Naira finds herself spiraling deeper into a world of bloodstained love and intoxicating madness - where pain feels like passion, and monsters wear the face of desire. But loving Kian comes at a cost. And some obsessions... are written in red. ________________________________________ If he's a monster, then why does her soul feel safest in his arms? And if this is love... why does it taste like ruin? . . Read only if you can survive the dark. 18+ | TRIGGER WARNING: Violence, trauma, obsession, erotica, mental themes

"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.