𝐋𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐧 𝐀𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐢 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐞 was the kind of girl who followed the rules; soft hearted, quiet, and careful with who she let in. 𝐌𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐥 "𝐒𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤" 𝐑𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 was the reason people locked their doors at night; charming, feared, and loyal to a world he'd belong to. What started as something simple turned into something raw, all consuming, and unforgettable. He gave her a taste of danger. She gave him something to protect and want to be better for; but love in their collided worlds doesn't come easy. Especially when a thorn meets a rose. 🥇 in bwhm -06/16/25 🥇 in hoodromance- 06/19/25 🥉 in urbanromance- 06/21/25 🥇 in urban- 06/22/25 🥇 in thug- 12/3/25

𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄 the most powerful man in all of New York knows your biggest secret, and at any moment could destroy you and have you rotting away in prison. Now, you belong to him. But what if you know something that could destroy him and all he stood for? You both share a 𝘽𝙐𝙍𝙄𝙀𝘿 𝙏𝙍𝙐𝙏𝙃.

Milan learned early that life doesn't slow down just because you're tired. At twenty-two, she's a mother first, everything else second... and most days, she's not even sure she's doing that right. Between missed sleep, quiet stress, and a world that keeps demanding more than she has to give, she's been surviving on autopilot for a while now. Not living. Just getting through. Her son, Kai, sees the world in his own way. He's autistic, and while the world often misunderstands him, Milan has spent every day learning how to understand him better than anyone else ever could. It's not always easy. But it's always hers. Then there's Asa. He doesn't ask too many questions. Doesn't try to fix what he doesn't understand. He just shows up. Quiet. Steady. Unbothered by the chaos she carries like it's normal. And somehow, that's what makes it worse. Because Milan isn't used to people staying when things get heavy. Especially not people like him. What throws her even more is how naturally Asa connects with Kai. He's not forcing it, not changing him, just meeting him where he is in a way that feels... effortless. Now she's stuck between the life she's been trying to hold together... and someone who makes her wonder what it would feel like to finally put it down. But love doesn't always come when things are easy. Sometimes it shows up right in the middle of everything falling apart.

Zora grew up without knowing what the real meaning of love actually meant meeting Trayvon changed her outlook on love, stages of life, grief, and growth. Fame and questions they can't always answer. The what if's and maybe's that surround the world stayed wondering but they knew and kept each other close.

Being a single father in the streets meant love was never a priority, only survival. But when a good woman steps into his world, challenging his past and showing him a love he never thought he deserved, he's forced to choose between the life he knows and the future he wants.

She walks in like the epitome of black girl luxury, but pain follows her. She covers it with bust-down jewelry and white roses. He's quiet, but his presence is loud in itself. Everyone knows him, but she sees right past him. She's confident, but he's more confident. She's fierce, but he makes her cower. Passionate. SADITIFIED.

"Aight bro" Caine waved me off "So what we done?" He looked at me with no emotion "We're done" I nodded "So am I allowed to do my own thing or what? Or is that gonna be cheating" Caine spoke being sarcastic mocking my words "Fuck you Caine" "Fuck you Tiana" *** History. Her-story. His-story. Their-story.

"Come on" he said patting his lap , i peeked at his face through my eyelashes chewing on my lower lips, and that look on his face was straightforward saying that 'if you did something wrong now i am about to fuck you up' which is definitely not a good thing,even though i felt a little twitch in my heart but still letting out a deep sigh i slowly crawled over his lap laying stomach down on his thighs , he placed his hand on my lower thighs making me flinched slightly. I kept my face down on the mattress digging my nails into his clothed thigh. It is scary and i am really not a big fan of such stuffs. "I am so.. sorry please i wouldn't walk out like that again" i mumbled through my pout trying for the last time but it only earned me a pinch on my thigh making me winch and push his hand away. I turned my head and glared at him return to which i got a sharp swat on my bum way worse than the last one."Would you like to repeat?" He said with a clenched jaw and cocked eyebrow making me sigh and shook my head with a frown and pout as i turned my head back towards the mattress. He is scary. "Is that the only thing for which i am punishing you huh?" His cold and sharp voice spoke near my ear making me jump slightly, i pushed my face into the metress closing my eyes tightly, ",no" "Then?" "I didn't... respond to your texts and calls sorry" i mumbled the last part feeling like crying,its not like i didn't wanted to call him back or talk to him i just....forgot. i didn't mean to do that it just happened ."Yeah you will be sorry after this, now better start counting hmm if you stopped or forgot,i will start all over again understood? " he said traicing my spine with his hand and finally resting it on my bum, my eyes widened realising what he just said. Bu- oiee!" I cried out when i felt a harsh smack on my back , it made me tear up, it was way more rough and painful, "Count kitten!" He snapped,i flinched and sniffed slightly counting "One" He looks like that monster

"You're not here to fall in love." "Trust me, sir... I don't even know what that means." She was sold like a possession-traded away by the very people who were supposed to protect her. At just seventeen, she finds herself in a cold, unfamiliar mansion owned by a powerful man known for his silence, strict rules, and a heartbreak he never talks about. His only condition? Take care of his one-year-old daughter. Don't speak unless spoken to. Don't enter his study. Never touch him. For her, following orders is nothing new. Obedience has kept her alive this long. But the baby's soft cries break something inside her, and her tender touch begins to warm a house that forgot what love felt like. He tells himself she's just a caretaker. Just a temporary solution. But night after night, she shatters rule after rule... And soon, his heart becomes the final one to break. 🎯 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞 Genre: Romance / Drama / Slow Burn / Hurt-Comfort Age rating: 16+ (emotional abuse themes, mature emotional content)