When criminal defense attorney Ta'Miyah takes on her most high profile case yet, she finds herself representing the notorious mafia kingpin, Cayden. He's ruthless, unpredictable, and intimidating enough to shake the entire courtroom but Ta'Miyah isn't one to back down. Determined to win the case, she pushes Cayden to soften his image, even suggesting he manage his infamous temper with therapy. He scoffs, refusing to change for anyone, especially a woman. Yet, as they clash in and out of the courtroom, Ta'Miyah's persistence begins to stir something in him, and their professional relationship takes a dangerously personal turn. Despite being in a stable relationship with her boyfriend Dante, Ta'Miyah finds herself drawn into Cayden's dark, thrilling world a world of power, passion, and deadly secrets. With each heated encounter, she teeters closer to betraying the safe life she's always known. Caught between loyalty and temptation, Ta'Miyah must navigate the sinister underworld Cayden controls while keeping him out of prison. But in a game of crime and consequences, where emotions are as volatile as gunfire, will she survive the allure of a man who lives by his own rules? Or will she lose everything trying to save him?

He leaned back, looking at her face again before his fingers slid under her chin, lifting it so she had no choice but to meet his eyes. "You love me." He said, shaking his head in mock sympathy. "& that's the most reckless thing you could've ever done." His grip tightened slightly under her jaw, not hard enough to hurt, just enough to remind her that he could. His thumb grazed her jaw, slower this time, respectful. "Love doesn't make me weak, baby. It makes me more dangerous. Because I love you back, meaning I now have something to lose." He leaned in until his lips hovered just above hers, their breath mingling. "& I don't like that. Not having shit to lose is what kept me untouchable, now I got a weakness & now we gotta die holding hands because you ain't doing this shit without me & I ain't doing it without you. So, Naytiri, you sure you wanna bleed for me?"

𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 : ' They remained there for a moment with their bodies pressed against one another's in stillness, exchanging heavy hearts that carried unspoken emotions for the other with small but deep breaths filling in the temporary silence between them. "Growing up.. I've heard that grief is the final act of love. If I have to grieve you for the rest of my life, Haile, I'm prepared." ' Haile and Kaiden's love story was one that would often appeared in her nightmares, it was one that allowed love and hatred to coexist until there was no escaping but it was also something that Haile couldn't stir away from. Haile was only twenty years old when she was forced to leave Kaiden behind but after five years and a trip from the universe, she slipped into his grasp and fell victim to love once more; attempting to give their relationship another try.

"I don't know how to do this." He was almost embarrassed to admit it. "I ain't been right with you in a long time, but I'm gon' ask anyway. Please don't take her from me." His plea cracked something open inside of his chest. "I know I ain't a good man. I done did some shit that I can't take back and I can't make it right. But she is, she's good. She's the light in so many places I didn't know were dark." "So if there's a price that needs to be paid for all the pain that I have caused in this word and done onto others put it on me. I'll pay it. I swear I will. I'll protect her with my last breath. I'll listen and heed her warnings. I'll slow down and come home more and stop thinking that I'm alone in this world." "Just please let my baby wake up. I love her, I'm in love with her and I can't do this without her. If waking her up means I got to sacrifice letting her go so she can be safe. I'll do that. Just don't take her from this earth." "In Jesus name I pray. Amen."

Harlem doesn't forgive debts - it collects. Xyla never asked to be part of her father's street mistakes, but when his debt comes due, she becomes the payment. Snatched from her normal life and dropped into a world ruled by corners, codes, and consequences, Xyla finds herself under the control of Onyx - better known in Harlem as East. East runs his block with silence and fear. He's respected, dangerous, and untouchable. Loyalty is his currency, violence is his language, and weakness gets you buried. Keeping Xyla was supposed to be business - nothing more than leverage. But Xyla isn't weak, and she refuses to bow to the streets that claim her. As Harlem closes in and enemies start circling, tension turns into temptation and hate turns into something neither of them planned. East is torn between the rules that made him and the woman who's breaking every one of them. Xyla must decide if survival means escaping him... or standing beside him. In a city where love is a liability and trust gets you killed, one thing is certain - some debts don't get paid in cash. They get paid in blood, loyalty... and desire.

How do you continue on with life when your life line has been cut short ? Your reason and your purpose snatched away in an instance-how do you go on? Meet Ohaji, a man who's suffering from the tragic loss of his fiancé Shannon. Twelve years later Ohaji is still battling and mourning the loss of his lover, life hasn't been the same and he feels like it'll never be. That's until a particular person enters his life when he least expect it. Feeling like he's living in hell on Earth until he meets Heaven, Ohaji is soon met with another opportunity of love. What will he do?

For three years Kasim, Nala, and Zuri had been a throuple. They'd started off as close friends throughout highschool but it wasn't until college when sexual feelings started between the three and that soon turned into romantic feelings. Despite their families views and opinions on their relationship they had stuck through it and had thrived once they got the hang of being with one another. Things had been going great until Orion- Nala's bestfriend had went through something traumatic in his life and they'd opened their home to him. He was a bisexual male and Kasim found himself becoming curious once he was around more. He'd never struggled with his sexuality before he'd always been a straight man- something about Orion had intrigued him though. One drunken night had changed the dynamics of the once shared friendships/relationships between the four. Could they add on more than they could handle? More people came with more drama/problems. Was that one night worth it enough to change their throuple into a-- QUAD?

Suhari Aleí Jaxon never wanted the life that came with loving Hendrix. She married him before the money, before the fear, before Detroit learned his name and moved out the way when he stepped into it. To her, Hendrix was just a husband. To the city, he became a nightmare. As Hendrix climbed higher in the streets, the man Suhari loved disappeared. What replaced him was ruthless, merciless, and addicted to power. No one was off limits ... not families, not children, not blood. Suhari tried to pull him back, build something clean so they could finally breathe. But the streets had him, and they weren't letting go. When whispers reach Khadim that his cousin Hendrix is moving sloppy and drowning the city in unnecessary blood, he comes back to fix what Hendrix always breaks but what Khadim uncovers changes everything. A secret he kept to make sure Suhari never left. When the truth finally reaches Suhari, love turns into something darker. Something violent. Teaming up with the one man capable of destroying Hendrix's empire, she sets out for revenge unaware that hate, grief, and desire don't mix cleanly. One mistake turns into passion. Passion turns into betrayal. And every choice spills more blood. Now Detroit is split down the middle. Two cousins. One throne. One woman caught between the man she married and the man who might ruin her just as badly. This isn't a love story. It's a war.

Life of a billionaire & his estate of women. Welcome to the House of Fine.

Clementine Carson prided herself on her self-control. Gave her-self a solid ten out of ten. She knew how to stay grounded and out of trouble... until the night she met Sympathy Groves... and all of that falls down.