NFL superstar Carson "Midnight" Mayers has it all; the promising career, supportive family and friends and more money than he could've ever imagined. He's on top of the world until a scandal threatens to derail everything that he's worked so hard for. Acacia Thornton is a newly appointed third-year associate at one of New York's top black owned law firms. She's regarded as a shark defense lawyer in the making, but beneath the fierce career woman façade lies a bed of ugly secrets. Find out what happens when the two cross paths in the unlikeliest of ways.

Peaceful would be the perfect word for Mila to describe where she was in life. She was a single mother, raising her daughter alone-which wasn't anything new, anyway-but she'd escaped. She'd escaped the life she was born into and created a new found family that didn't exude toxicity. But as her best friend never let her forget, the next addition to her life had to be...love.

Rico Dankworth walked away from the streets with blood on his hands and a vow in his heart-never go back. Now two years out the pen, he's running a mechanic shop, staying low, and rebuilding a life brick by brick. But the ghosts of his past still whisper, and temptation never knocks-it kicks the door in. Tamira Caldwell has the perfect recipe for success: a booming soul food restaurant, a solid circle, and a smile that hides the scars left by a manipulative ex who broke more than just her heart. Love? She's not checking for it. Not until Rico crashes into her world with tattoos, trauma, and a touch that threatens to unravel every wall she's built. Set in the heart of Baywood, Georgia, this is a story of redemption, real love, and the power of choosing yourself even when your past won't let go. Sometimes healing looks like greasy hands and soul food. And sometimes... it sounds like "I see you" from the one person who means it.

"You're mine to kiss," he murmured against my skin, his mouth moving to my neck, pressing soft, slow kisses there. "Mine to love." Roman's lips continued to trace lower, lingering along my cleavage longer than I anticipated. His kisses were slow, deliberate, leaving behind a warmth I couldn't ignore. I felt the pressure of his mouth against my skin, each soft touch making it harder to resist him. His lips pressed against my skin, and I felt him leave a mark, a hickey right at the curve of my breast. My breath hitched as he pulled away slightly to look at the mark he left, his eyes dark with desire. I could see the need in his eyes-the hunger for me, the desperation. "If I ever catch you with another man again, Solana." he said in a low voice, his words practically a warning, "I'll kill him." first story please be kind!! will be smut but not a lot.

PLEASE READ LITTLE WHITE LIES AND LITTLE DARK SECRETS BEFORE THIS ONE! Only if you want to understand the back stories Jovani Madden Giordano is a certified, grade A a**hole and he knows it. He doesn't have a sad back story, mommy issues, daddy issues, or a broken heart. To put it simply, Jovani is just not good at being nice. Samira Howard is the daughter of Marcus and Mage. She is everything Jovani isn't. Shy and sweet. The two characteristics Jovani can't stand to be around. So what is it about this girl that he just can't seem to leave alone?

In the opulent world of Atlanta's elite, 25-year-old Charlotte "Lottie" Collins, a radiant and fiercely independent Black socialite, finds her heart entangled with Ermias "Kross" Carter, her nephew's charming 28-year-old nanny. Kross, a flirtatious Southern gentleman with a warm drawl and magnetic presence, ignites a forbidden passion that defies the rigid expectations of Lottie's high-society life. As their clandestine affair deepens, Lottie faces a harrowing choice: fight for the love of her life or succumb to a forced engagement with a cruel, abusive suitor chosen by her family. Set against a backdrop of Southern glamour and simmering secrets, Whispers of Magnolia is a poignant Black love story about courage, desire, and the cost of defying tradition.

Sequel of The Truck Driver. The story continues with Tank and Kayla as they navigates life with their newborn baby TJ and planning their upcoming wedding.

🌊 Amber leaned in, her lips grazing his. "Have you ever noticed how I always win?" "You said that earlier." "Mmhm." She rubbed his tip against her clit. "Because I take what I want." She started to sit on him-just the tip. Klayton's hands flew to her waist, trying to pull her down. But she froze. "Not yet," she whispered. "You don't deserve this whole thing yet." He growled low. "You playin' with me." She smirked, rolling her hips again, teasing his head with her folds. "You got too much dick to not get played with." ___________________________ After losing her mother to a long, painful battle with dementia, Amber Embers boards a cruise ship in search of peace, solitude, and a way to breathe again. The last thing she expects is a room mix-up-and a roommate. Klayton Flacco is quiet, and unexpectedly tender beneath his solid frame and steady gaze. Forced to share a small cabin, what begins as uncomfortable tension soon deepens into comfort, trust, and something far more intimate. She wanted peace. He offered presence. What bloomed between them wasn't meant to last- but some things live forever beneath these waves. Released: 05/02/2025

Avalyn "Ava" Taylor, a soft-spoken librarian with a knack for keeping shit orderly, drifts into 1920s Harlem every night in her dreams. There, she locks eyes with Cornelius "Duke" Walker, a loud-ass piano player who's all swagger and smooth notes. Between stolen glances and sharp-tongued flirting, their love blooms over jazz-filled nights-until Ava's waking world starts messing with her dreamland escape. A tale of passion, time, and two souls vibin' hard across decades.

Adonis Celts, the notorious monster who'd been rotting in prison for the past decade. Getting an interview with him just weeks before his release would be the story of a lifetime, and well worth the risk. With his hands cuffed and guards right outside the door, nothing could go wrong. Right? • • • "I've already explained I'm not afraid of you Mr. Celts. But it seems like you want me to be?" I retort. He leans forward in the chair, his face just a foot or two away from mine. The light flickers above us and it seems like a sign for me to shut the hell up. "Mmhm right. Well, maybe you have more nerve than sense then hm? Or you just don't scare as easily as the others." His jaw ticks slightly "But I can think of far better ways to get your heart racing. So no honey, fear is the last thing I want from a woman like you."