All My'Kell wanted was a fresh start - a clean slate after years of being unaccepted and mistreated . Instead, he ends up in a worn out city full of unexpected surprises. Until he meets the one person who sees him without flinching. A love My'Kell only dreamed of having, but when everything he's ever wanted is finally within reach, will he allow himself to be loved .. or push his chance at peace away.

Adontae Grant, a scandalous pop star, and Tristian Peterson, a disciplined football player recovering from a career threatening injury, are forced into a fake relationship as a PR stunt to save their public images. They're total opposites, but as the lines between pretend and reality begin to blur, faking it gets a lot more complicated. [EXTENDED SYNOPSIS INSIDE]

"ᶠᵘᶜᵏ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸᵇᵒᵈʸ ᵉˡˢᵉ ˢᵃʸ ⁱᵗˢ ᵒⁿˡʸ ᵘˢ"

[𝑦𝑜𝑜－𝑛𝑜𝑦－𝑢ℎ] 𝐺𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑘 _____________________ （𝑛）． 𝑎 𝑝𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑤𝑒𝑙𝑙－𝑏𝑎𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑑 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑑，𝑎 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑠𝑝𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑡 "𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑢𝑡𝑖𝑓𝑢𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔"

𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐞. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝. 𝐇𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞. 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐌𝐫.𝐑𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. "𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐌𝐫.𝐑𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐈 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮..."

ꜰʟᴀᴡʟᴇꜱꜱ ᵂⁱᵗʰᵒᵘᵗ ᵃⁿʸ ᴵᵐᵖᵉʳᶠᵉᶜᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐁𝐱𝐁

𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝. 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐫𝐲. 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄

❝ 𝘐 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬. ❞ (𝐀𝐔) (𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐅𝐞𝐦 𝐨𝐜 𝐱 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐜) 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃: 𝟏. 𝟎𝟔. 𝟐𝟓 𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃: 𝟎𝟒.𝟎𝟕.𝟐𝟓

They grew up on hymns and hushes-whispers in the pews, glances that held too much and said too little. She knew Sammie Moore before she knew desire. Before her father shattered her spirit. Before the juke joint showed her how easy it was to get lost in music, in liquor... in him. They've been tied together from the start-always good, always clean, always saints. But the night they give in, the night they finally let go and become sinners... they land straight on the devil's playground. Vampires prowl. Blood spills. Friends vanish. Families fall apart. But the wound that cuts the deepest-the one that never stops aching-is the love they still can't walk away from. Love isn't a sin. But if it was... It'd be the deadliest one of all. I DO NOT OWN SINNERS: the cake and praise goes to amazing mind, Ryan Coogler. Only thing I own is my own OC, which is you, and her backstory!

CANE "She was born on a Sunday, baptized in flame, Sang with a voice that the devil could name. Lips like ruin, and eyes like rain- God made sugar, but He sure ain't make Cane." CANE is a poetic, sultry descent into Southern heat and supernatural hunger - a love story soaked in blood, gospel, and slow-burning desire. The Prequel + The Night + The Sequel [Inspired by Sinners (2025)] The South gave her a name. The Devil made her a legend. Female OC X SAMMIE MOORE Female OC X SMOKE MOORE Female OC X STACK MOORE