𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇- He told her one thing "you ain't see shit if you wanna keep that pretty face connected to your body." She was never supposed to cross paths with Giomani "Gio" Blackwood, suit-wearing, gun-toting underboss of New York's most feared family. But one wrong night put her in his world, and Gio don't believe in coincidences. Now she's tied to the man the streets call a monster. And the craziest part? The more she learns about him, the harder it gets to hate him. Cold. Calculated. Fine as hell. Gio runs everything - and when his father steps down, he's coming for the throne. But love and loyalty don't mix in the mafia. And in Gio's world, you either with him... or you against him. Ain't no in-between. 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃 & 𝐇𝐀𝐒𝐍'𝐓 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐃!

Mob ties, wealth, prosperity. Those were the three things that circulated Luciano; A wealthy businessman's life. Wealth, Mafia ties, and Murder were Kyrei's diversions. Two cutthroat sociopaths trying to survive in the jungle-also known as the streets. Will they let their wrongdoings define them and pin them against one another, or will they learn to coexist and put their differences aside? Cover made by @triceynexttdoor 💕

"I don't wanna be just a memory And I don't wanna feel your wings break free Because without you I'm lost in the breeze I gotta be strong now, I gotta show you how I'll love you like I've never, ever loved somebody I'll give you things you didn't even know you wanted Don't tell me that it's not enough My time is up, you're over us 'Cause I think I might do anything for you If you just let me ... " - Sinead Harnett

After years of surviving under the roof and shadow of her adoptive mother, Audra is finally claiming her freedom with nothing but a beat-up Honda Civic and the weight of her past.

Before the crowds screamed his name, before the league talks and the magazine covers, he met her. Calista Marchand. Not the kind of girl you run game on. She was sharp where it counted, soft only when she wanted to be. Real Brooklyn - pretty in the face, slick with the mouth, and solid with her hands if you stepped wrong. She kept her circle small, her loyalty tighter. The kind of woman who knew how to turn silence into safety and side-eyes into shut-ups. Men feared her. Girls tried to be her. She didn't chase, didn't fold, didn't need nobody. Until Ibrahim Montaigne walked into her life like he had all the time in the world. He didn't come with sweet nothings or flashy promises - just steady presence. Intent in his eyes, patience in his chest, and something rare behind the way he looked at her. Like he saw through the polish and the fire, like he knew the woman behind the defense. He didn't try to tame her. He studied her. Let her be exactly who she was. The shift was slow. She still fought when needed, still had a rep in the streets and in the salon chair. But somewhere between nursing exams and late-night block parties, she started saving parts of herself just for him. The quiet parts. The delicate ones. The ones nobody else got close to. And when she crossed that graduation stage, RN-BSN stitched behind her name and her grandmother crying in the crowd - he bragged harder than anyone. Didn't care who was listening. Forget MVP, forget the championship rings. She was the win. She was the headline. The girl from Brooklyn with spitfire in her lungs, gold in her smile, and a softness only he ever got to see. This isn't a story about being chosen. It's about choosing each other. No fairytales. Just Brooklyn grit and a love that never let go.

Widening the door I seen him holding another bag, with flowers in his hand and a blunt behind his ear "really? More peace offerings?" "Ain't none wrong in that" I thanked him for it as I was raised with manners I placed the flowers on the counter alongside the bag not bothered to look inside and see what he got. "That's how you gon do me?" He asked pointing at the flowers on the counter. "I mean flowers really not cutting anything right now" I shrugged. "It better cause I came here to apologise" he walked over and stood in front of me with his tall ass self. "Mhm" I hummed ready to hear what he has to say. "Real shit though. I know I ain't really been on my shit cause I got other shit I'm dealing with so Ion really wanna put that onto you cause you'n deserve none of that. So I told you Ion wanna rush it so I don't become the man that don't treat you good" at this point he put his hand in mine and used his thumb to rub the back of my hand in circular motions. "So I wanna apologise for allat cause I ain't really tell you what's going on but Ion really wanna wait for that date no more". There was just some in his eyes that was getting me especially with his head being slightly tilted not even thinking of trying to break eye contact with me. "So what does that mean?"

Aaliyah Fenty is a 21year old student currently attending the USC campus. She was born in the limestone island of Barbados and was raised in Harlem, New York by her grandmother with her older brother Christian And twin Arlena David Brewster is a 28 year old well known business man in the city of New York, born and raised in Harlem. He is a successful club owner and his businesses along with his wealth grows by the day. David is not your typical business man though. Those who grew up around him know him by his street name East. East is a ruthless drugdealer whose name is quite familiar in the city. He attended college for two years on a basketball scholarship until he lost it due to behavioral issues. This lead to him getting involved with more trouble on the streets since he was no longer occupied and fully committed to school. Somewhere between his new found streetlife and his time behind bars, the name East became quite popular. It spread in the city like the common cold. However, Dave being able to keep his darkside hidden from the public is able to uphold his good image as the well respected man that he is today. It's summer vacation and Aaliyah decides to spend it in New York with her family and long time friends.What happens when she catches the eye of Dave one night ? What happens if she tries to persue her ? Does she give him the attention he's looking for or does she turn a blind eye to the famous East. • • "Now what's someone like you doing here ?" "It's funny the way you said "someone like me" I almost forgot you don't know me." "You a little feisty one huh?" "You not as slow as I thought huh ?" I raised a brow at him. "I don't think I got your name ma." "Don't worry I didn't throw it East." I smirked at him before taking my leave. I didn't miss the shocked expression on his face though, but ofcourse as quick as it came is as quick as it left. PSA 🗣: This is a revised version incase anyone read the first book ! btw there's some Mature Co

Reentry Case 007: Male, 37, assault with intent to kill, parole conditions strict. Not to be left alone with female staff.

"So let it go for me." 11/9/2021-11/17/2021

After years of observation in the shadows, Judah, a notorious and well respected drug trafficker, becomes obsessed with a basketball lover, Kianna-after being tasked with killing her-despite her unawareness of his existence. He proceeds to carry out the kidnapping plan but changes his mind about ending her life; instead, he manages to make her fall deeply in love with him. Judah then makes an audacious decision to train Kianna as his protégé, molding her into a skilled assassin who echoes his own deadly prowess. Together, they navigate treacherous paths, balancing their turbulent lives with the sensual whirlwind of love that entangles them.