"That I fumbled your heart Should've let go of my past for you, damn You did everything I asked of you Traveled cross country if I asked you to But I'm just bad for you I fumbled your heart"

"I never played about you, Kurii," he said, rubbing her thigh. "Something 'bout you just triggers me." . Just read it omg.

"You got three seconds to open this door before I kick that bitch in," a deep voice growled through the wood. Zamara's heart jumped. She wasn't expecting nobody-especially not a man with a voice that rough and mean. "Nigga, who the fuck-" she started, yanking the door open. And immediately regretted it. He stood there like a shadow from hell. Tall. Broad. Tatted. And mad as fuck. A black hoodie hugged his body, revealing a Glock tucked at his hip. "Where. The fuck. Is Kyndall?" he asked low and slow. Zamara crossed her arms over her chest, attitude activated. "I don't know, and I damn sure ain't scared of you standing here mean-mugging like you somebody daddy." A smirk curled on his lips. "You should be scared, ma." Then he leaned in, real close. "But lucky for you... I don't hit women. I just fuck 'em crazy and make sure they don't walk right for three days." Her breath caught, but her mouth didn't. "Boy, please." "You gon' be sayin that from my bed soon. Watch."

Sometimes love finds you in the places you least expect-right when you need it most. Tilen has learned to live behind walls-strong, silent, and untouchable. After surviving a trauma that shattered his sense of control, trust doesn't come easy. But when he meets Adjrena, everything begins to shift. She sees through his guarded edges, offering him comfort without asking for anything in return. What he doesn't know is-she's healing too. Adjrena carries her own scars, hidden behind the calm exterior and quiet strength she offers everyone else. Love hasn't been kind to her. And opening up again? That's a risk she swore she wouldn't take. But in Tilen, she finds someone who doesn't expect her to be perfect-just real. During a sun-drenched vacation with close friends in Turks and Caicos, the spark between them flares into something undeniable. Between golden beaches, shared secrets, and stolen moments in the dark, two guarded souls slowly begin to trust again-not just each other, but themselves. But healing isn't a straight line. And love isn't always easy. Heartfelt, deeply sensual, and emotionally raw-this is a story about letting go of past pain, embracing vulnerability, and discovering the kind of love that transforms everything it touches. Can two broken souls truly heal in each other's arms? Or will the damage they've endured be too much to overcome?

"Look at me.Get a real good look. Because that's all you'll ever get." I blew the smoke from his blunt right back into his face...slow, deliberate, sweet little smirk curving my mouth...and then lowered myself onto his lap. His jaw flexed. Hard. Eyes burning into mine like he wanted to snap my neck. Cute. I leaned in until my lips almost brushed his, my voice low and sugary, the kind of soft that slices deeper than yelling ever could. "I don't give a fuck who you are... what you do... what you own..." My gaze dropped to his holster. "...or that little toy gun you carry around like an accessory." His brows tightened-just a twitch-but it was enough to make me smile wider. I dragged a single nail down his chest, slow. Then whispered in his ear: "It'll be a cold day in hell, Mr. Grey...before I ever allow you to fuck me."

The lies have unraveled, the truth is out-and the storm they barely survived has left cracks in everything. Amaya thought walking away from her past would make life easier. But love-real love-has a way of revealing every scar, every buried fear. With Stack by her side, she's learning to trust again, but peace is fragile when old wounds keep bleeding. Especially when you're still figuring out how to stay whole in a world that keeps pulling you apart. Stack is trying to be the man Amaya deserves. The DNA results may have closed one chapter, but a new one is opening-one filled with unexpected responsibilities, shifting loyalties, and a love that demands honesty at every turn. As his past resurfaces and Amaya's career begins to blossom again, the space between them threatens to grow wider.

Book two of King of Hartz Series The line between Professional and Pleasure is blurred after one steamy encounter leads to the biggest project in her career. Solani Raven is given the opportunity of a lifetime to work in a well known design firm Desioba. What she wasn't prepared for is to collaborate with Silas Hartz on one of her biggest projects yet. Follow along on their journey to rediscovering love in book two of the King of Hartz series!!!

Y'all read Kane and Naomi's story... now it's time for Zari and Blaze. She's the fun, party loving best friend. He's the quiet, dangerous kingpin. The spark between them has been burning since day one Zari swore she'd never fall, and Blaze swore she was already his. But Blaze doesn't believe in one woman love. When Wynter a cool, ambitious beauty with her own hustle steps into the picture, Zari finds herself caught in a game she swore she'd never play. Three lives. One temptation too strong to resist. And a love triangle that might just break them... or bind them tighter than ever.

Book #4 ||