Navi was minding her business, stacking money, doing lashes, and enjoying a peaceful man-free life. Then Simmy dragged her out. One night in a Houston lounge, one bottle she didn't ask for, and one cocky stranger later, Navi meets Malik. At least, that's the name he gives her. Everybody else calls him Mookie. And apparently, everybody knows exactly who he is except Navi. Mookie is quiet, fine as hell, covered in gold, and the kind of man who doesn't need to announce his name for a room to know when he walks in. He's got money, connections, enemies, women who still think they belong to him, and a reputation Navi wants absolutely no parts of. Too bad Malik is nothing like the man everybody warns her about. He remembers what she likes. Shows up when she needs him. Makes her laugh when she's mad. Spoils her without making a show of it. And somewhere between late-night food runs, arguments in parking lots, fights, jealousy, lust, secrets, and way too many moments that were supposed to mean nothing... Navi falls. Hard. But loving Malik means getting closer to Mookie. And Mookie's world comes with rules Navi never agreed to, danger she never asked for, and women who aren't ready to let go. Simmy warned her from the beginning: Don't fall for the plug. Navi just didn't realize how hard it would be to get back up. A messy, funny, ghetto, romantic, drama-filled urban love story about falling for exactly the kind of man you promised yourself you wouldn't.

He never thought the younger woman across the hall would turn into the one thing he couldn't live without. Devin Carter built his life around control. Successful, respected, and accustomed to keeping everyone at a comfortable distance, he has no interest in love disrupting the life he worked too hard to build. Then a pretty little thing moves across the hall, and suddenly minding his business becomes a whole lot harder. Aria Johnson is young, beautiful, and living life on her own terms. The last thing she expects is to become wrapped up in the older man across the hall-the one with the intimidating presence, quiet confidence, and eyes that linger a little longer every time they cross paths. What begins as innocent hallway encounters slowly turns into late-night conversations, stolen moments, undeniable chemistry, and feelings neither of them planned for. He knows there are a hundred reasons he should leave her alone. She knows getting involved with her older neighbor could become complicated fast. But the closer Devin gets to Aria, the less interested he becomes in doing what he should do. Because somewhere between wanting her and falling for her, his pretty little neighbor becomes the one thing he can't imagine living without.

Your typical billionaire story, or is it? I guess you'll have to read it in order to find out.

She thought for a while she would be single , until she met this individual in the mall. 2025 xoelijah an original story.

Aaliyah Johnson is in her final year at Magnolia State University, where she's balancing a scholarship, an art degree, and the pressure of not knowing what comes next. Elias Carter, the university's baseball captain, seems to have everything figured out, except his own heart. When mutual friends and a poetry club bring them together, sparks ignite in the most unexpected ways. She's brilliant and blunt; he's disciplined and mysterious. But between classes, practices, and the expectations of everyone around them, connection becomes the one thing they can't plan for. From strangers to friends to something far deeper, their story grows with every season, rooted beneath a magnolia tree that sees it all. Autumn brings sparks: "I'm curious about you, but I don't even know why yet." Winter, closeness: "You calm me when I didn't realise I needed calming." Spring, love: "I've known for a while... I just didn't want to ruin it." Summer, uncertainty: "Even if everything changes, you've changed me already." Disclaimer: I do not own any rights to the images used both on the cover and throughout the story.

"Ky'mere Saint Woods has never known peace-just pain, betrayal, and survival. Raised in the shadows of the hood with blood on his hands and trauma on his back, he's built walls no one dares to climb"

ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʟᴀɴ-ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ꜱʜᴇ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴍᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪꜱᴋ ᴡᴏʀᴛʜ ʀᴜɪɴɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ. ʜᴇ'ꜱ ᴘʀᴇᴄɪꜱᴇ, ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴏʟʟᴇᴅ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴀʟᴄᴜʟᴀᴛᴇᴅ. ꜱʜᴇ'ꜱ ᴄᴀʀᴇꜰʀᴇᴇ, ᴡɪʟᴅ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʜᴇ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ᴘʀᴇᴅɪᴄᴛ. ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛꜱ ʙᴜʀɴ, ʟɪɴᴇꜱ ʙʟᴜʀ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ꜱᴛᴏʟᴇɴ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛ ꜰᴇᴇʟꜱ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀ ꜱɪɴ ᴛʜᴇʏ'ʀᴇ ᴡɪʟʟɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴏᴍᴍɪᴛ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ. ❝ɪꜰ ʟᴏᴠɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴡʀᴏɴɢ ɪ'ᴅ ᴅᴏ ɪᴛ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴇᴇ ʜᴇʀ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ.❞ ᴅᴇꜱɪʀᴇ ʜᴀꜱ ᴄᴏɴꜱᴇ𝒬ᴜᴇɴᴄᴇꜱ... ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴅᴏᴇꜱɴ'ᴛ ᴘʟᴀʏ ꜰᴀɪʀ

In these streets you either thought 2 steps ahead or got left behind in a body bag. Love was filled with nothing but false hopes and dreams. I could never have that. I could never let myself experience that. It's a rough world we live in, filled with hunger and survival. I am willing to survive, no matter the cost, no matter the outcome. Next in line to run the streets, Chance.. A cold lethal killer who made the world bleed, who didn't believe in love.. That's until he met her. But The Streets claimed him first.