𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐘𝐨𝐮.

Urban. Mylachi moves from NJ to VA. Will being the New Girl count for something? Or will she fall for anything? cover by @triceynexttdoor

"I told you about looking down when you being talked to mama." Kaiser spoke more softly than before. In the small time he been around Serenity, he noticed how shy she was. She was so avoidant but alluring. He was interested in her. Seeing how well she was with the kids was just a plus. "Why?" She sighed in frustration before signing. She knew if she started talking she would make a fool of herself. "Why what?" He signed back. "Why do you care? You don't know me." "Not everyone has it out for you. I just wanna know you," Kaiser frowned. He didn't understand why she was so isolated but he wanted to know. She was worth knowing.

To the elite clients of his corporate empire, Xavier Lucas is a ruthless, brilliant businessman. To the criminal underworld, he is an untouchable assassin who never misses a mark. But at home, his marriage to Raquel- a woman with some fire behind her , a hairstylist who doesn't care for her family anymore. When they hire Karmen Simmons, a brilliant nursing student, to care for their daughter, the thin line that Xavier was trying to save shatters . Karmen knows how the human body works, how it breaks, and exactly how to mend Xavier's fractured soul. What starts as late-night temptation quickly spirals into a lethal obsession. When Xavier pushes Raquel with a divorce to openly claim Karmen, he thinks he can control the fallout. But Raquel didn't build her life up just for him to take it all away. As a vicious custody battle begins, a dangerous collision course is set: a hitman who wants out, a nursing student with her own survival instincts, and a wife who would rather see him dead than replaced.

At twelve years old, Melody Reign Saldana learned that monsters don't hide under beds - they wear designer suits and carry loaded guns. After witnessing a ruthless drug lord execute her parents in cold blood, Melody was forced into a life she never chose. Raised by her powerful uncle Alejandro in the deadly streets of Miami, she grew into something far more dangerous than a grieving little girl. Now twenty-two, Melody is one of the most feared contract killers in the city. Beautiful, cold-hearted, and impossible to catch, she leaves behind nothing but bodies... and a lipstick-stained kiss on every victim. Revenge is the only thing keeping her alive, and she'll stop at nothing until the men responsible for her parents' deaths are buried six feet under. But everything changes when she crosses paths with Kane Blackwell - a twenty-nine-year-old homicide detective haunted by a tragedy of his own. After losing his parents to murder at just eight years old, Kane dedicated his life to putting killers behind bars. He's smart, relentless, and dangerously close to uncovering Miami's bloodiest secrets. What starts as a game of cat and mouse quickly turns into something neither of them expected. Because the closer Kane gets to solving his cases... the closer he gets to Melody. In a city ruled by money, violence, and betrayal, love could be the deadliest mistake of all.

Asyian "Ivy" Moore lives a life measured by the impeccable standards of her family and the congregation that reveres her father. By day, she is the dutiful daughter, her every move a testament to grace and high expectation in the polished world of her urban, upper-middle-class community. But when the city lights blaze, so does a secret fire within her. Under the guise of night, Asyian sheds her saintly facade and steps onto a different kind of stage: the pulsing, neon-lit floor of an exclusive downtown club. Here, she is known only as "Ivy", an exotic dancer whose magnetic performance is a daring, defiant whisper against the silence of her perfect life. When her two worlds violently collide-a chance encounter with a charismatic stranger who is both a successful entrepreneur and a man deeply connected to her church-Asyian must navigate a treacherous dance between loyalty and lust, salvation and self-discovery. Can she hold the two halves of her identity together before the truth shatters her family and her heart? Or will she be forced to choose between the life she was given and the love she never dared to ask for?

bodyguard. babysitter. chauffeur. not what i thought i'd be doing with my life. especially not for a spoiled hollywood actress on location in miami beach. but triple pay and carrying a gun had its advantages. i'd shove away paparazzi and screaming fans for a lot less. this assignment should've been easy money. but the doe-eyed starlet with the perfect smile dragged me down her rabbit hole. living for the spotlight, she liked the ultimate scandal. i warned her making headlines wasn't in my job description, but she kept smiling at the cameras. now she was gonna find out just how scandalous a bodyguard could be.

Ximena and Sayon didn't come up with options. Just the streets, hard lessons, and each other. What they built in the middle of all that wasn't supposed to last ━ but it did. It felt real. Real enough to matter. Real enough to leave damage when it broke. Then she was gone. No explanation that made sense. No closure. Just a version of a story that never sat right, and questions that carried more weight the longer they went unanswered. Years later, their worlds don't even look like they belong in the same place ━ different circles, different power, different rules. But when they cross paths again, the past doesn't stay buried. Because some things were never handled right. Some truths were never said out loud. And some damage doesn't fade ━ it waits. cover inspired by ➤ @_arsenic © 𝐭𝐨𝐯𝐚 𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬𝐨𝐧, 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟕.

"Cause if you let me, here's what I'll do I'll take care of you" Allaya is just a girl from the Caribbean trying to make it in NYC. She's too busy going after everything she's ever wanted to be bothered with the drama that comes with love and relationships. She's so used to being alone that she doesn't know how to let someone in. So, what happens when she falls in love with her boss, rapper, and mogul Dave East? I do not own any of the images used in this book or on the cover. All fictional characters do not reflect the names and face claims in reality.

She grew up in a broken home- a mother grinding a 9-5 just to survive, and a father who gave her the world... before prison took him away. As an only child, she learned two things early: from her dad: how to want more from her mom: how to get it herself. But when she refused college, her mother slammed the door in her face, leaving her homeless at eighteen. With nothing but a duffel bag and stubborn pride, she crossed state lines and rebuilt her life from the ground up, earning every dollar under the neon lights of The Velvet Whisper. Comfort. Independence. Control. She thought she finally had it all- until Grim, the silent, dangerous owner of the club set his sights on her. And when Grim wants something? He always takes it.