We Ain't Built The Same

Zaria and Zahari Carrington might share a face, a last name, and a home shared with their mom, but don't get it twisted, they are not the same.

Zaria? She's a teen mom doing her best to hold it together for her daughter. But her baby daddy, Saint Meyers, makes that damn near impossible. He's a freshman in college, fine, toxic, and always talking like he still owns her heart. And maybe he does. Because every time she swears she's done, Saint shows up saying all the right things, looking like regret in motion... and Zaria folds like she never left.

Zahari, on the other hand, is all about her books and her bag. Top of her class, valedictorian in sight, until Kyro Maxwell transfers in and sets the school on fire. The girls want him, the boys wanna be him, and Zahari? She just wants him gone. But Kyro's not backing down, and that silent, sexy confidence is starting to chip away at the walls she's built.

Their mama's barely home, grinding through double shifts to give her girls a better life, but the weight of that absence hits differently when you're raising yourself. The resentment is there. So is the guilt.

Their friends are wild, loyal, messy, and knee-deep in their own chaos. And as the twins navigate love, lies, pressure, and pain, every bond will be tested, every truth will be exposed, and every chapter will leave you saying, "Did that really just happen?"

Same blood. Same house.
Different hearts.
Different hurt.
We ain't built the same.