At twenty-three, Kori thought she had love all figured out: steady boundaries, clear intentions, no room for chaos. But then there's Three. Three's twenty-five with a heavy past and an even heavier heart. The streets taught him to move ruthless, but one look at Kori had him rethinking everything. What starts as a friendship becomes calls that run too long and rides that don't end at the curb. Three falls first while Kori keeps drawing lines he's ready to cross. He's learning to heal. She's learning to trust. Together they're walking a line between danger and devotion. Where every laugh, every glance, every silence feels like more than it should. This isn't just a love story. It's a slow burn in real time with two hearts circling the fire, daring each other to step closer.

mal·e·dic·tion /ˌmaləˈdikSHən/ a magical word or phrase uttered with the intention of bringing about evil or destruction; a curse.

Noel Reed was a 28 year old kindergarten teacher located in Atlanta, Georgia. Going through a rough separation begging and pleading to get divorced from her cheater of a husband she had a lot going on, one day a new student comes into her class room as shy as they come with the same name as hers . What happens when she meet this young students father ? Read more to find out ✨ Ari fletcher || Dave East

When a self-made beauty boss tries to leave her toxic past behind, she crosses paths with New York's most feared kingpin who's already decided she'll be his, whether she's ready or not.

"𝙄𝙛 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙤 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙢𝙮 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚, 𝙄 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙'𝙫𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙤𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧."

"And I keep it by the dresser, Just in case a bitch ever try to break my heart, I won't let you. I still got blood on my denim, that was all the blood that was in her. No more love in a nigga." *ᵖʳᵉᵈᵉᶜᵉˢˢᵒʳ ᵗᵒ ᵗᵇˢ*

"I know ma. Stop fronting. Tell me you miss me." He kissed her in between his words, in love with the way her brown eyes dazed. "I miss you. And your mouth tastes like pickles." She spoke softly, a smile taking over her face once he laughed. "You wanna taste it again?" He stuck his tongue out at her, and she closed her eyes after sucking it into her mouth. She cradled the side of his face, rubbing over his prominent jawline as the kiss deepened. Dayvon's hands went underneath her tank top, breaking the kiss for a moment to get it off. The way he rubbed on her body made her moan again, missing the feeling of his hands on her skin. He hadn't touched her intimately in so long. She'd missed him.

"𝐈𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐥 𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧' 𝐰𝐢𝐭 𝐀'𝐤𝐢𝐫𝐚"

Hooked onto drugs, no family, no guidance or sanity until she met HIM. Cover Creds: @Triceynexttdoor ❤️ -BLICKY.