"Tell me." He whispered, voice husky with amusement. "If I take this dress off of you and touch you here." His thumb traced slow circles over the tightening nub, rubbing gently, deliberately making it harder. "Would you be wet, Олонок?" Heat surged through me like wildfire. My breath hitched before I could stop it. My lips parted, and instinctively, I bit down on my lower lip, tasting my own flesh. His thumb continued its torturous dance over the areola, small circles that became firmer, coaxing every nerve to attention. I could feel the skin puckering under his touch, my body betraying me in slow, shuddering responses. I wanted to pull away, to stand, to breathe but the grip of his gaze held me captive. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Elara Sinclair came to Maryville to disappear. After fleeing the engagement her father arranged, one that would have chained her to a life she didn't choose. She only wants quiet, classes, anonymity, and a future of her own making. But quiet shatters the moment she enrolls in Russian during her third year. Her professor, Draven Volkov, is everything she should avoid. Commanding Magnetic Impossible to ignore. His dark eyes promise more than language lessons, and his words curl around her like silk. But behind the sharp suits and the accent is a man with secrets far more dangerous than she realizes. Because Draven Volkov isn't just a professor. He's Lucius Romanov, heir to a ruthless Russian mafia dynasty, hiding in plain sight. As Elara struggles to outrun her past, she finds herself entangled in his. Desire wars with fear, attraction with survival, and every step closer to him pulls her deeper into a world of power, deception, and sin. In Maryville, falling for the wrong man doesn't just break hearts. It can cost lives.

"Do you think we're soul mates?" She asked, lifting her head in order to lock eyes with him. It took him a moment, mustering up his answer. Thinking about how they were so alike, but so different. How they had been through similar things and had the same outlooks on certain perspectives in life. The connection that they shared. It was like she was made specifically for him. No one would ever be able to hold a candle to her and the way she made him feel. She was his person, and he was hers. "To be honest...yeah." He replied, wrapping his arm around her. --- Knucks is a misunderstood teenage girl, deemed as destructive to the society with her reoccurring outbursts and rebellious behavior. Anger fuels her defiant spirit but beneath her exterior, lies a vulnerable girl searching high and low for someone to help her through a time of crisis. Bones quiet and reserved, has nothing but a hard exterior looking from the outside in, when in reality he is just an innocent boy. He's fighting to keep his head above the water also known as life, that is trying its hardest to submerge and break him down mentally. When the two teenagers find themselves in an environment far away from home with others just like them, it leaves both of them separately hopeless about the outcomes of their future lives. One night upon meeting each other, one felt as if they had nothing to live for anymore, while the other felt the same way only holding a different meaning a sense.The night bringing them closer than ever eventually has to come to an end. It's up to the two of them to carry out the strange but alluring connection made with each other, or leave it in the night they met. SLOW BURN; 2 books in 1 STARTED; FEB 19th 2024 PUBLISHED; MARCH 3rd 2024 FINISHED; SEPTEMBER 29th, 2024

"This is not a sob story, it's a love one." In a world of high societal expectations Malaysia is one of the many fighting to reach the goals expected by her family. After being raised by a single mother for half of her life then transitioning to a world with too many overbearing male figures, she's ready to explode. Seymour is the last person she should be with. From his street affiliation, trauma from abandonment, all the way to his baby momma drama he is the blueprint of what should be avoided by someone who is as perfect as she is. Except Malaysia now understood the reason for true rebellion. Everyone in the world understood the hierarchy of societal grounds and why they would never work, but their connection hit too fast, too deep, and quickly becomes dangerous. She was tired of living up to the expectations of her parents and her brothers. It was time for her to take her life back. There was a long list of reasons why they shouldn't have been involved with each-other, but there was only one reason why they should've. That was enough. STARTED ; JANUARY 5th, 2026 PUBLISHED ; FEBRUARY 11th, 2026 FINISHED; March 19th, 2026

India Johnson thought she'd finally found her footing in New York-steady work, chosen family, and a relationship that felt powerful in all the right ways. But when an unexpected opportunity threatens to pull her in a different direction, she's forced to face a truth she's been ducking, realizing comfort can be just as dangerous as chaos. Behind the scenes, Alex Morelli is losing his grip. Old decisions refuse to stay buried, jealousy turns calculated, and the line between protection and possession starts to blur. As secrets surface and silence becomes currency, the people closest to India feel the pressure of a world they never asked to be pulled into. It's about control, consequences, and the moment you realize choosing yourself might cost you everything you thought you needed.

❛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

" 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝑰𝒔 𝒊𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓? 𝑶𝒓 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒂𝒖𝒏𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖? 𝑰 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒂𝒖𝒏𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 " 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒔 - 𝑲𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝑳𝒂𝒎𝒂𝒓, 𝑺𝒁𝑨 "𝑻𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔?" 𝑰 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅, 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒅, 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒖𝒑 𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒎. 𝑯𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅. "𝑯𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒉," .𝑯𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅, 𝒔𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒚 𝒑𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒑 𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒉, 𝒂𝒅𝒎𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒆. 𝑯𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔, 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒆𝒂𝒓, 𝒎𝒚 𝒏𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒕 "𝑶𝒉 𝒆𝒎 𝒈𝒆𝒆, 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒇 𝒘𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌 𝒖𝒑 𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒊 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 -" 𝑰 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝑯𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒊 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒛𝒚. 𝑯𝒆 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒃𝒃𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒃𝒚 𝒎𝒚 𝒘𝒂𝒊𝒔𝒕..

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Layla didn't know what peace was, for as long as she could remember she struggled, until she meets Dayvon, a street nigga with a cold heart, but is there more to him?

"if I tell you i love you, I mean it" -𝐊𝐕