Desire didn't exist until I laid my eyes on you. Follow Korion and Saint after having their worlds flipped completely upside down. From falling in love, having it all and losing it within a blink of an eye, can they ultimately beat the odds or will they always be on different pages? HEART'S DESIRE SEQUAL [ MUST READ BOOK 1 FIRST ]

Xander King is the ultimate "holy" deception. As the son of the city's most famous Bishop, he's royalty in a three-piece suit. On Sunday mornings, he's the perfect heir to the pulpit. But when the sun goes down, the suit comes off, and the King of the streets comes out to play. Xander doesn't just run the city's underground-he owns it. He's got the money, the power, and a line of women who know better than to ask for his heart. Then there's Charity. She's the girl who just traded her old life for a Bible and a fresh start. She's trying to be "good," and when she looks at Xander, she sees a man who's just as lost as she used to be. She thinks she can save him. She thinks his cold stares are just a shield for a broken soul. But Xander isn't looking to be saved. He's fighting a war on every front: his father's impossible expectations, a past that won't stay buried, and the dangerous pull he feels toward a girl who's too pure for his world. When a body drops and a murder investigation hits too close to the church, the polished mask starts to slip. Charity is about to find out that the man she's falling for isn't a misunderstood saint-he's the devil in the front row. In this city, the only thing more dangerous than a sinner is someone Unholy.

𝙄𝙩 𝙞𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙞𝙩 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡𝙨 𝙨𝙤 𝙜𝙤𝙤𝙙. DISCONTINUED

"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.

Sarye "Riya" Knowles is a certified boss in every sense of the word. At just 32, she's built a brand from scratch after walking away from a toxic relationship and raising her daughter. By day, Sarye is a thriving entrepreneur running her own cosmetic company. By night, she's the unapologetic, witty voice behind the hit podcast "Pillow Talk & Real Sh*t", where she keeps it raw and unfiltered about love, relationships, sex - and why women need to love themselves first. She's known for her infamous line: "Sis... your man is NOT in prison! Stop glamorizing struggle love" Sarye knows the harsh reality of that life. But life gets real when her wild, brutally honest best friend and co-host Josalyn dares her - to write a prison pen pal. The topic? Whether love can really be found behind bars. Thinking it's harmless content and knowing full well it's against everything she believes, Sarye agrees. It's just a letter. A joke. A teachable moment. That't until she encounters Steffon "Street" Austin, a 35-year-old inmate serving time with 15 years left on his sentence. But what starts as playful dare quickly turns into long letters, raw vulnerability, and undeniable chemistry. Street isn't who she expected. Charming. Intelligent. Business-minded. A protective energy that makes her feel safe - even from behind bars. Their connection is instant but layered with complications. Soon, Sarye finds herself sneaking to the mailbox like a teenager, rearranging her beliefs, and questioning everything she's ever preached to her listeners.

❛𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒆?❜ he asked, voice low like it wasn't meant for nobody but her. 𝒛𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐡 didn't speak, just tilted her head a little and stepped in close. she traced one of the tattoos on his arm, finger light like a whisper...when she finally looked up, slow and lazy, doe eyes glinting beneath her lashes--she kissed the corner of his mouth. once, twice--then pulled back. 𝒐𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐢 smirked. ❛𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒔𝒐.❜ ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ She doesn't speak-not out loud, not anymore. Zariah Hart's been quiet since the night she lost everything, and moving to The Palisade at Skyview Apartments was supposed to give her a fresh start. No expectations. No questions. Just peace. But peace gets complicated when a man like Omarion Jordan starts showing up in it. He's nothing like she expected. Tatted, quiet, with eyes that read people better than they speak. A mechanic with a past he doesn't explain-and a presence that says more than his mouth does. He doesn't ask about her silence. She doesn't flinch at his reputation. Somehow, that's enough. What starts as simple glances turns into shared space. What feels like comfort turns to something neither of them planned for. But Atlanta doesn't forget what people try to bury. And sometimes, the loudest truth is the one you never say out loud. 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃: 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐄 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓

[COMPLETE] "But there's still so much to learn about this body of yours, dear." He licks his lips as his eyes rake over my form. "You see, I'm curious about how much your body trembles when it's teased to the point of begging for even the slightest bit of relief..." My mouth has been agape this whole time and I finally close it to gulp. My eyes are wide and my body is on fire as I feel his hand make its way back up to my now exposed torso and he teases the underlining of my bra. "... And I wonder," he continues. "How loud you can get when you're finally relieved of that pent up desire and hit with wave... after wave... after wave of pleasure." He kisses each cheek and my forehead to punctuate each point. "It's a sound I imagine is even more intoxicating than those small whimpers you make whenever I touch you here." *** Naomi Monroe is a rising young journalist in Atlanta who decided to give up on any chances of finding love at an early age and instead focused on her career. The decision paid off as she was able to hit the ground running in her career when she graduated college and quickly moved up at an online magazine covering startups, technology, and pop culture. Sebastien Laurent is a venture capitalist who has an untraditional approach to handling his wealth and a disdain for many of those who'd be considered his peers. While he's encountered a number of women in his life, the idea of romantic love seemed to be elusive... That was, until he was interviewed one day by Naomi Monroe. *** Strong language/mature themes! Must be 18+ to read. ***

Avery was raised on control. Taught to be poised, disciplined, have a routine, restraint. She was smart, focused, and unshakeable. A patient in the psychiatric ward meant nothing to her personally. She was just there to do her job. Cassian on the other hand was a psychopath, who was rnning the streets of Chicago ruthlessly. His heart cold, being that he was clinically incapable of love. Until he saw Avery; the pretty nurse who kept her distance. Who didn't realize she'd already been 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐧. Are psychopaths really incapable of love?