ʙᴇɴᴇᴀᴛʜ ʜᴇʀ ᴘᴜʀɪᴛʏ, ʜᴇ ꜰᴏᴜɴᴅ ꜱɪɴ. ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ɪᴛ ꜱᴄʀᴇᴀᴍ. Her body was his canvas. Their love, a dangerous masterpiece. Aria Cross has lived her life under strict rules, quiet obedience, and a father who controls everything she is allowed to be. To everyone else, she is good. Untouched. Safe. Only her art knows how badly she wants to break. Ryder Black is the opposite of safe. A tattoo artist with a violent past, scars no ink can hide, and a reputation built on danger. He does not believe in redemption. He only knows how to survive. Their connection is instant. Forbidden. Addictive. With him, Aria finds freedom. With her, Ryder finds something he never thought he deserved. But loving him means stepping into a world of secrets, obsession, and sins that refuse to stay buried. Some loves feel like prayer. Theirs felt like confession. Ranked #1 in Good Girl x Bad Boy - 09.25 ❦ Ranked #1 in Cocky - 12.25 ❦ Ranked #1 in Temptation - 01.26 ❦ Ranked #1 in Unholy - 03.26 ❦ Ranked #1 in Tattooartist - 03.26 ❦ Ranked #3 in Sinful - 08.25 ❦

Samir Johnson has seen it all, survived it all, and buried more than most men could carry. To the world, he is the polished face of a multimillion-dollar tech company, a quiet, cold-hearted visionary with money, power, and control wrapped neatly in a designer suit. But behind the scenes, Samir is known as Saint, and in the streets he rules alongside his best friend Elijah, better known as Bishop. Calculating, distant, and feared, Samir has built a life that looks solid from the outside while everything beneath it quietly rots. After losing his fiancée and unborn daughter in a tragic car crash, then losing his mother not long after, grief hollowed him out in ways no amount of money and power could fix. Love feels like something he no longer deserves, and with his mind caught in a constant war between living and letting go, Samir has been spiraling for longer than anyone knows. Stationed in Atlanta with his brothers, he makes one final attempt to find peace by turning toward the church, hoping maybe God can reach a place in him nobody else has. Then he meets her, and everything changes. Harmoni Sinclair has always belonged to the church. Raised by a devoted pastor, she grew up with faith woven into her bones and carried that strength with her into adulthood. She remained active in the church as a Sunday school teacher while also building a life as a preschool teacher, believing in kindness, purpose, and the kind of love that feels safe. It was there she met her husband, and what began as something beautiful ended in heartbreak when a robbery gone wrong stole him from her life. Four years later, Harmoni is still carrying grief that never fully loosened its grip, trying every day to find the light at the end of a tunnel that seems to stretch on forever. Then she meets Samir, a man burdened by ghosts, silence, and pain so heavy. What begins as two broken people standing in the wreckage of their separate losses unfolds into something unexpected, healing and beautiful.

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?"

I lived next to a Mafia Boss. No no wait. Let me explain. He was my neighbor. My cute and charming neighbor with an equally charming accent. So how did one night of spontaneous sex suddenly turn into something more? started: nov 01 2018 ended: feb 03 2021

*Continuation of Fatal Pursuit* *contains Fatal Pursuit spoilers* *smut warning* Infinity Maraj is back in the U.S. to collect her bearings and start anew, leaving all the European drama behind her. She's ditched Miami and relocated for her new career in a bustling industry, got some new friends, and gained a new outlook on life. She is seemingly thriving despite the "bump" (wink, wink) in the road. But despite how far she flees, certain pieces of her personal history linger in the shadows, following her until she is forced to confront them head-on...and of course there's romance along the way. Join your favorite hopeless romantic black girl on this harrowing journey of redefinition. ***Don't read this story if you're not ready to have high blood pressure, laugh. be horny and shit tears all at the same time.

When a suburban Black girl meets a hard life Hispanic boy.

"What's it gonna take for you to know you're the only one that I want around? What's it gonna take for you to know you're the only one to hold me down? Girl, you don't know, that I know you should know Cause you don't know, you don't know, you don't know" A Bestfriend love story.

Elara Jones finds solace in silence and sugar. A shy, curvy baker with a softly spoken heart, her world is small and predictable: a quiet office job and a fledgling home bakery where she pours her soul into every treat. She is innocence embodied, and she's content with her simple, invisible life. Kaelan Vance is a king in a world of shadows. A mafia tycoon with a empire of legitimate companies and illegitimate dealings, he commands with a look and takes what he wants. He is a man forged in ruthlessness, his heart untouched... until a glimpse of Elara shatters his control. He isn't just drawn to her beauty; he's captivated by her quiet strength, the peace she radiates, the innocence that stands in stark contrast to his own stained soul. What begins as a fascination quickly spirals into a dark, all-consuming obsession. He must possess her, not just her body, but her heart, her smiles, her very soul. For Elara, Kaelan is a storm she never saw coming. His attention is terrifying yet intoxicating, a whirlwind of danger and desire. He showers her with a devotion that feels like love but looks like madness. He will burn the world to keep her safe and break anyone who dares to look her way. This is a story of two hearts colliding: one learning to love, the other learning to let go. One is a quiet melody, the other a destructive symphony. Can a love built on obsession ever become a sanctuary, or is it just the most beautiful prison of all?