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 almost. "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?"

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

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?

After wrapping fall semester of her junior year in college, Kodi Washington plans to join her lifelong friends for a winter getaway in Toronto, Ontario. As they escape the stress of finals, Kodi discovers a betrayal by Psalm Atwood , her high school flame, that leaves her questioning her place in their close-knit group. Despite trying to focus on the holiday fun, old emotions resurface, and the former couple finds themselves crossing boundaries that risk their friendships. Amidst the snowy backdrop, Kodi must decide if the spirit of the holidays is enough to help her navigate these difficult feelings.

"𝖨'𝗆 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗋𝗒𝗇𝖺 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗅𝖽, 𝖠𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗌. 𝖠𝗅𝗅 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗈𝗍𝗍𝖺 𝖽𝗈 𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖾𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗈." (Shooting Stars, Book 1)

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.

First time we fucked, we ain't really plan it.. But now I'll be making love to you through him...

Tyler "Tank" Carter, a 22 year old truck driver crosses paths with Kayla Knight, an 18 year old girl who running away home as he is enroute to drop off a load from Augusta, Georgia to Bangor, Maine.

"You've got twenty four days and it's starting right now." Messiah had it all, the money and the perfect woman by his side. One 'mistake' turned to a constant cycle, It was as if he had found an addiction he couldn't shake. This led to arguments in his home and many other problems. When given the ultimatum, Will he clean up his act? Sareli never thought she could love and care for someone besides herself. Messiah was her world, her infamous poems written about their foundation and him shaped the pedestal of black love. The glitzes, glamour, and spotlight were good until the chaos within their foundation struck the scene, Will the embarrassment and hurt overpower the love? "My Intuition Never Lies. I Smell The Gucci Floral On Your Clothing, The Ruby Woo Graces Your Neck. To Know That Someone Else Is Getting The Man That I Spent Five Years Of My Life With Burns Me To My Core. Did Those Vows At Our Wedding Mean Absolutely Nothing? The Honey Blonde Hair Rest In Your Dreads. I Tried To Change, Tried To Be More Gentle And Prettier, All That I Thought Would Bring You Back To Me. I Slept Alone For Week, Changed My Life Around, And Asked Over And Over Again For You To Love The New Me. Refused To See For What It Was, The Need To Scream And Know Remained Inside Deeply, Messiah Are You Cheating On Me?" - Are You Cheating On Me?, Sareli Carmichael-Lacardi