Mirandawrites

 New Chapter Drop: A Dance With the Devil 
          
          The Halloween party was supposed to be all fun and vibes… until somebody tested Rain. 
          One bold move. One wrong dance. And now the whole night turns deadly.
          
          Rain don’t share her man, and she definitely don’t play about Fritz. What started with jealousy ends in blood, chaos, and a gruesome scene nobody at the party will ever forget. 
          
           Hood Obsession — Chapter: A Dance With the Devil
          Tap in now. This party won’t end how you think…

✨ **I Did It Again!** ✨
          
          Just wrapped up my **second completed book — *Love & Contraband*** — and I couldn’t be more proud of myself! 
          Writing isn’t always easy, but it’s something I truly love — and watching my ideas come to life, chapter by chapter, is a feeling I can’t explain.
          
          Thank you to everyone who’s been supporting me, encouraging me, and reading along the way. Your messages, reactions, and shares mean more than you know.
          
          This journey as a writer is only just beginning — and I’m coming harder every time. Stay tuned, because I’m just getting warmed up ️
          
           #AuthorLife #UrbanFictionWriter #LoveAndContraband #BlackWomenWrite #ProudMoment

 **NEW CHAPTERS JUST DROPPED!** 
          Y’all better catch up because the drama is getting *real*!
          
           **Lake City** is getting grimier by the minute in *Sleeping with da Opp* — the deeper Karina digs, the more dirt she uncovers.
           Denisha is running the game *from the inside* in *Love and Contraband* — moving weight through the prison like a boss.
           Damion is caught between truth and shame in *The Dirt Road* — and the pressure’s closing in.
           And don’t sleep on *Hood Obsession* — Rain’s just as psycho as she wanna be, and she’s coming *unhinged*.
          
          My stories are overflowing with TEA, and baby, it’s *piping hot*. ☕ Tap in, read up, and don’t miss a thing — trust me, the streets are talking!