Can Yonna Handle a Man Like Gucc? Yonna promised herself she would never fall for another man who brought chaos into her life. After surviving heartbreak, lies, and betrayal, she built walls around her heart that no man had been able to break down. Love was no longer something she chased-it was something she feared. Then she met Gucc. Known in the streets for his hustle, loyalty, and reputation, Gucc was the kind of man who commanded attention the moment he stepped into a room. Money, women, enemies, and street drama followed him everywhere he went. While most people only saw the hardened hustler, Yonna saw the man beneath the image-a man capable of loving hard and protecting what mattered most to him. As their feelings grow deeper, Yonna finds herself caught between the safety she desperately wants and the dangerous world Gucc can't seem to escape. Every day brings new challenges, jealous women, old flames, and enemies determined to see Gucc fall. The more she loves him, the more she risks losing herself in the life he's built. Can Yonna trust her heart one more time, or will Gucc's street ties destroy the very thing they're trying to build? In this gripping urban romance filled with passion, loyalty, danger, and second chances, love may be the biggest gamble of all.

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He left a mark I never asked for. Now he wants to finish the piece. Amina Westbrook didn't choose motherhood. But when her younger sister dropped a baby and disappeared, Amina stepped up, raised that little girl as her own, and never looked back. Seven years later, the past comes tatted, cocky, and fine as hell-standing in the grocery store with the same hypnotic eyes her daughter sees in the mirror. Santiago Vega. Zuri's father. The man who left before he ever knew she existed. Now he wants in. He wants time. Forgiveness. A chance to be a father. And every time he shows up with that deep voice and soft smirk, Amina hates how badly she wants to let him. Santiago isn't just showing up for Zuri-he's showing up for her. Fixing things she didn't ask him to fix. Dropping money in her hand like it's his right. Touching her like he already knows how she breaks. Amina's been holding everything together for so long, she doesn't know how to let go. Doesn't know how to want someone who actually stays. But Santiago stays. Through the attitude. The boundaries. The sparks that keep catching fire. And when he finally gets his hands on her? There's nothing soft about it. Now she's spiraling in his sheets, clashing with him in front of her family, and falling harder than she ever meant to. Because Santiago doesn't just want to play daddy. He wants the whole damn family. And this time, he's not leaving until he has them. Ink Don't Lie is a gritty, emotionally charged, standalone romance about second chances, found family, and the kind of love that refuses to walk away.

Ariah was a single mother of two girls when one of her teenage daughters gets involved with the wrong crowd she gets paid a visit from Karson .

Zaria DeLuca is ready to leave the past behind as she starts her freshman year of college. Growing up as a Black and Italian girl who never quite fit in, she endured years of torment from her privileged, mean-girl ex-bully, Alessia Valentini. But Zaria isn't the same girl she used to be-she's stronger, wiser, and determined to focus on herself. Enter Lorenzo Valentini-Alessia's 42-year-old father. Wealthy, powerful, and dangerously charming, Lorenzo is nothing like his cold-hearted daughter. When he and Zaria cross paths, he's immediately drawn to her confidence, her intelligence, and the fire in her eyes that refuses to dim. But he knows better than to get involved with a woman half his age-especially one connected to his family's dark history. What starts as innocent conversations and stolen glances turns into something neither can ignore. Lorenzo tries to resist, but Zaria is intoxicating, and soon, he's risking everything to be close to her. The catch? Alessia can never find out. As their secret connection deepens, Zaria is tangled in a web of desire, power, and family drama. Can she handle the fallout if the truth comes to light? And will Lorenzo choose love over reputation when his carefully crafted world starts to unravel? A steamy, forbidden age-gap romance with heart, scandal, and just the right amount of danger, D.I.L.F. is about crossing lines, defying expectations, and finding love where you least expect it.

Every time Isaiah looked at himself in the mirror, he was constantly reminded of the most traumatic moment of his life. He grew to hate himself until Namiko randomly waltzed into his life one day and began teaching him how to love himself again. It was as if she was his second chance. He'd been so pissed off all night to the point where he was physically shaking like a ticking bomb. This one hug from her felt like the rainbow after a severe thunderstorm. He couldn't believe that his sanity really depended on her. He'd never reached this point of love before. She brought him so much peace. That's why he loved her the way that he did; the reason why he couldn't stand to spend a single second away from her and why he depended on her to keep him sane. She was just it; like a breath of fresh air. He never expected the woman that ended up stealing his heart would be a real life Disney Princess wandering cluelessly around New York City; an autistic one, at that.

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I froze. A man was slumped against the graffiti-covered brick wall, blood blooming across his side. His white shirt was soaked through, and there was a gun just inches from his open hand. My heart slammed against my ribs. Run, Skye. You should run. But I didn't. Instead, I dropped my bag and took a cautious step closer. His head lifted. Piercing, icy blue eyes met mine, sharp even through the haze of pain. His face was all sharp edges and shadowed scruff, blood trailing from the corner of his mouth. His accent was thick and rough, like broken glass. "Leave." I shook my head slowly. "You're bleeding. Bad." "Not your concern." His voice was lethal, but he flinched hard when he tried to move. "You're gonna die out here," I whispered, kneeling beside him. My hands trembled as I pressed a napkin from my apron against his side. "I'm studying to be a nurse. Let me help." He stared at me like I was something he couldn't comprehend. A stranger. A softness he didn't trust. Then his hand, heavy and warm, clamped around my wrist-not rough, but firm. "What's your name?" he rasped. "...Skye." A beat passed. Then another. "I am Mikhail." His eyes darkened. "And you shouldn't have found me."