Detroit is ruled by two names: Lorenzo and Monique Lyon. Monique has become one of the top five fashion designers in the world, with her luxury label House of Monique worn by A-list celebrities, politicians, and even foreign royalty. Her empire is global - Paris, Dubai, LA - but Detroit is her castle. Lorenzo runs the underworld with polish and precision. He still controls the city's drug flow, but his real money comes from handling criminal favors for wealthy white elites - celebrities, CEOs, tech giants - who need things done off the books. His flagship hotel now features an exclusive extended casino wing, where fortunes are won, deals are made, and secrets are traded. They are rich, powerful, dangerous - and untouchable. Together, they are a power couple who live by one rule: Never be disrespected. Never be disappointed. The Game Two

𝐍𝐨𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐜 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲 "𝐆𝐚𝐦𝐞" 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐜𝐮𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐋𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥. "𝐆𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭" 𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐝𝐮𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐩, 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐬. 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 "𝐆𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭" 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐚 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬?? 𝐃𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐄𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐱 𝐉𝐚𝐲𝐝𝐚 𝐖𝐚𝐲𝐝𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜. 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝: 𝟒/𝟐𝟖/𝟐𝟏

Mob ties, wealth, prosperity. Those were the three things that circulated Luciano; A wealthy businessman's life. Wealth, Mafia ties, and Murder were Kyrei's diversions. Two cutthroat sociopaths trying to survive in the jungle-also known as the streets. Will they let their wrongdoings define them and pin them against one another, or will they learn to coexist and put their differences aside? Cover made by @triceynexttdoor 💕

"I'm a Nymphomaniac. I'm a sex addict. Being my woman is intense, and most women think they can handle it, can handle everything I can give to your mind, your body and soul," His voice whispered in her ear as he removed all space from between them. "I think you can handle me, do you?" Aziel is a man that chose celibacy to control his addiction, promising to not even open the door unless he knows it'll never have to be closed. Finding a woman that could accept and take care of his needs was unfound, not for the lack of trying. So when he felt this pull to a woman, he knew that she was the one, one who could take all that he had to give. Sabriya was a woman you would describe as having a high sex drive. Although she had class, there was no shame in her game of bringing men home on the first night. Sex was something she truly enjoyed but ever since her last relationship, that was the first taste of sex with emotions attached. It changed her views, it ruined her having one night stands. When she meets him, his self control with sex was new, but it turned her on. Will Sabriya be able to handle everything that comes with Aziel or will it become too much?

𝙨𝙖𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙚 𝙭 𝙘𝙝𝙧𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙬𝙣. ❦ | 𝐔𝐑𝐁𝐀𝐍 𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 . ᶜʰʳⁱᵃᵐᵒⁿᵗᵉ ʳᵉᵃˡ ᵍʰᵉᵗᵗᵒ 𝐌𝐘 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐒𝐈𝐍 is a haunting, slow burn descent into the kind of love that feels more like a loaded gun than a safe place to land. Set in the shadows of Los Angeles, where palm trees line the blocks but can't cover up the sirens, body bags & trauma, it follows the twisted, all consuming bond between two souls, two victims of life's circumstances, too damaged to love right, but too addicted to let go. This ain't ALL fiction. It's the unfiltered truth of what happens when love turns toxic, when passion is laced with pain, & when walking away could save your life, but staying feels like the only way to breathe. It's about being hooked on someone who breaks you in pieces, slowly, until you don't even recognize your own reflection. What makes it worse for them? The violence didn't just live outside their door. Both were born into a family war where colors, street names, & grudges were damn near inherited. Their love was always a risk, always a target. They tried to escape it, to build something that didn't echo their past with one other, but still, the pain followed. Loss piled up. Friends, family, pieces of themselves, until even love felt like another battlefield. The streets never really let go of their past. Not when last names are triggers. Not when loyalty is life or death. In this story, heartbreak isn't some poetic lifetime script, it's violent & real. Mental peace is a luxury, & the heart's pull feels more like a curse than a blessing. 𝐌𝐘 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐒𝐈𝐍 is for the ones who loved past the red flags, stayed through the damage, & bled for a connection that was never safe to begin with. It's violent. Tender. Fucked up. But it's honest.

Sarye "Riya" Knowles is a certified boss in every sense of the word. At just 32, she's built a brand from scratch after walking away from a toxic relationship and raising her daughter. By day, Sarye is a thriving entrepreneur running her own cosmetic company. By night, she's the unapologetic, witty voice behind the hit podcast "Pillow Talk & Real Sh*t", where she keeps it raw and unfiltered about love, relationships, sex - and why women need to love themselves first. She's known for her infamous line: "Sis... your man is NOT in prison! Stop glamorizing struggle love" Sarye knows the harsh reality of that life. But life gets real when her wild, brutally honest best friend and co-host Josalyn dares her - to write a prison pen pal. The topic? Whether love can really be found behind bars. Thinking it's harmless content and knowing full well it's against everything she believes, Sarye agrees. It's just a letter. A joke. A teachable moment. That't until she encounters Steffon "Street" Austin, a 35-year-old inmate serving time with 15 years left on his sentence. But what starts as playful dare quickly turns into long letters, raw vulnerability, and undeniable chemistry. Street isn't who she expected. Charming. Intelligent. Business-minded. A protective energy that makes her feel safe - even from behind bars. Their connection is instant but layered with complications. Soon, Sarye finds herself sneaking to the mailbox like a teenager, rearranging her beliefs, and questioning everything she's ever preached to her listeners.

In Harlem, his name is etched into sidewalk whispers and alleyway legends-Pablo, the ghost who rose from fire. Once a forgotten foster kid bouncing between shelters and cells, Zachariah Mulatto forged his name in smoke and strategy. With a diamond-tipped smile and ice-cold eyes, Pablo doesn't just run blocks-he manipulates whole boroughs like a chessboard. But power this pure always comes with a curse. Behind the muscle cars, penthouse parties, and bulletproof bravado lies Zachariah-a man whose trauma speaks louder than his reputation. Years ago, a betrayal inside a Harlem group home left him for dead and erased the only family he ever knew. Now, he rules the city not for wealth, but for revenge... slowly, methodically, beautifully orchestrated. Then enters Neveah Brown-a Harlem-born artist and activist fresh from Paris, back home to heal her roots. She's all paint-stained fingers, political poetry, and defiant softness. She sees through Pablo's armor from day one-and calls him by his real name. She doesn't fear his ghosts. She just wants to know who they are. But Neveah's return isn't coincidence-it's part of a secret buried in Pablo's past. A secret tied to the night that made him a monster, and the truth about who really betrayed him. As enemies close in and Harlem's streets boil with blood and ambition, Zachariah finds himself at a brutal crossroads: protect his empire and finally take his revenge... or burn it all down for a chance at the love and peace he never thought he'd deserve. PABLO is a lyrical, high-stakes urban tragedy steeped in survival, romance, and identity-a love story tangled in hood politics, street justice, and the cost of healing when your past is the thing hunting you.

"𝗟𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗺𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝗺𝘆 𝗲𝘆𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗹𝗶𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗲, 𝗟𝗶𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗲 𝗮𝗰𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗜'𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗲𝘃𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴"

𝐝𝐞•𝐯𝐨•𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐧; 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐥𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐲, 𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐚𝐬𝐦 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧, 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐲, 𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞. - "𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞,"

"I never have and never will play about you, Blue"