When love is everything
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Before the clock strikes twelve…
It is New Year’s Eve, and the Locke sisters are back with laughter, love, passion, and of course, drama. Which couple is finally headed to the altar first?
Controversial relationship podcaster at night and psychology professor by day, Chicago Benton has never been afraid to follow his own rules. Raised by an emotionally unstable mother and dealing with women who played too many games taught him only to depend on himself. Love was only optional.
Striving playwright Indigo Lyriq moved to New York on a wing and a prayer that her work would be seen on a Broadway stage one day. Raised by an aunt because her parents didn’t want her, and dealing with an abusive relationship taught her to never rely on a man. Love was a luxury she couldn’t afford.
Yet, fate intervened.
And love became a necessity.
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EMBERS ARE OFTEN AS HOT AS THE FIRE THAT CREATED THEM…
Once upon a time, Monica Charles believed she deserved a one night pass to avenge her betrayed heart. Sexy NFL player Michael Carson gladly accommodated her needs. Neither expected to be beautifully scarred by their hot encounter on their way to happily ever after with other loves.
Ten years later, at the request of an ailing friend, they unexpectedly meet again. Can Michael and Monica resist the flame that still burns bright between them? Or do they give in to their unquestionable attraction and risk losing everything?
**Can be read as a stand-alone or as a part of the Endgame Series.**
What happens after the happily ever after?
She was the only woman who made me pause…
It’s been ten years since our one night together. Ten years since she left a small scar above my heart. Ten years since she needed revenge for a cheating lover. Ten years since she made me want more. Now, I’m married with children, and so is she. An unexpected encounter and the flames are ignited once again. Is she worth risking everything when there are no more passes?
**Can be read as a stand alone or as a part of the Endgame Series.**
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Every powerful man needs his woman.
All retired NFL star Nasir St. Cyr wants is to be respected more than for his athletic talent on the field. To be seen as more than a fatherless boy with a troubled past. To be seen as a man who can lead a city. And to not lose the only woman he’s ever loved.
All single parent Regina Hargrove wants is to be respected as a hard-working woman. To be seen as worthy of walking by Nasir’s side. To not be judged for her choices and past mistakes. And to be totally owned by the only man she craves but doesn’t entirely trust.
All he has is six months.
Nasir is on borrowed time to gain the city’s trust and her heart. As he battles two powerful families for a seat at the head of the table, old wounds are re-opened, and new revelations threaten to destroy the love of the woman he needs by his side.
If he only realizes her love is all the power he needs before it’s too late.
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Every Queen needs her King…
Prominent and successful attorney, Devin Toussaint has notoriously had more than his fair share of women. Healed from his very public and painful divorce and now a better man, Devin has his mind set on the gorgeous Royalty, the only woman who has ever tamed his wandering heart.
Royalty James has it all—a successful career, a brilliant son, and is dating a good man. The only thing missing is an all-consuming passionate love, which she once had with one man. A man who still has the power to set her body and soul aflame with a simple touch. Devin Toussaint, a man who could destroy her once he discovers that her son is also his.
As he slowly melts her defenses and they grow impossibly deeper in love, Royalty wonders if Devin will forgive her, and if their flame will continue to burn hot, or smolder into embers once he learns the truth.
For my Unforgettable fans, Nasir St. Cyr is almost here, and UNFORGETTABLE TIME will indeed be a memorable time of family drama, friendships tested, staying true to your identity, parenthood, and of course sexy, steamy, unrelenting love set against the backdrop of a mayoral campaign.
The man, blissfully asleep behind me, didn’t use or abuse me. He just couldn’t give me what I wanted more than anything. To be claimed. To be wifed. Until death do us part. I knew that he wouldn’t exclusively be mine when I caught his eye, and I pretended I didn’t notice him. Nasir was a man used to attention, and when I barely glanced his way while he smiled flirtatiously at the community center where he volunteered, he was hooked. After two years of dating, lavish gifts I couldn’t show, secret trips, and the freakiest sex, I wanted more.
We’d never uttered love to each other, though I knew. I loved this sexy ass man from the top of his thick hair to his ashy feet that I oiled whenever we were together. Nasir loved me too. He was too arrogant and too busy not to spend this much time with me and my sons and not love me. But I refused to tell him unless he said it first. He already had my body on lock. He couldn’t knowingly win my heart without a battle and commitment.
His grip tightened around my waist, and I could feel his morning erection, though he still snored. He would wake soon and expect me to open my legs for him. Who we had become was my fault as much as his. I agreed to be secret lovers because I wasn’t ready for my sons to know their mother dated. I also wanted Nasir in any way I could get him. It’s not every day a bus driver and a single mother of two boys attract a handsome, millionaire ex-NFL player who loves to make me scream in pleasure and joy.
Now, Nasir wanted to run for Mayor, and his life would be scrutinized. Although he’d never told me he wanted us to stop seeing each other, the writing was on the wall. He would be running against my best friend’s husband’s family. The LaSalles. A family I admired and respected over the years. He would be the enemy, and I couldn’t side with him, especially when I wasn’t sure he was the best man for the job. He had a poli sci degree and good ideas, but I was unsure of his motives. He seemed to have a vendetta against people with money, although he had become wealthy through his athletic ability and smart financial decisions. I eased out of bed, pulled on the expensive red terry cloth robe, and headed to the balcony overlooking the Gulf of Mexico. The sounds of the water and seagulls soothed me. I pulled my knees to my chest on the lounger and closed my eyes, letting the tears trickle down. I would be alone again, and this time would be the hardest. How he treated me and my boys was an impossible dream.
“Babe, I’m tired of the tears with no explanation,” he spoke. His ordinarily smooth bass, roughened with sleep. “I hated when my mama did that.”
“Nothing for you to worry about.” I blinked back tears, wiped my cheeks, and continued to face the water.
He sighed. “I’m not worried. Just want to know why my woman greets each morning, sad?”
“Your woman?” I looked over my shoulder at him where he leaned against the door, nude. Proud of his muscled physique. “That’s a joke when I know your dick isn’t just mine.”
“You’re the only woman that matters to me,” he smoothly replied, causing another pang to my already dinged-up heart. I knew it wasn’t just me though I never saw or heard about him with another woman. He was too appealing and virile to be satisfied with one woman, especially one busy working and raising two sons approaching their teens. He’d offered to set me up as a housewife without the benefit of marriage. I turned him down. I didn’t want to be a kept woman when he would never give me the role I wanted.
“And I guess that should be good enough for me?”
Nasir easily lifted me enough to sit and place me back on his lap. “It’s not good enough. You deserve to have a devoted husband. I’ve been married and burned before, you know that. Besides, with the election coming up, I don’t want the focus to be on who I’m dating instead of what I can do for the city.”
“Because I’m not good enough. You don’t want the world to know you’re slumming with a bus driver with two badass kids,” I finished bitterly, trying to pull away though his grip around my waist remained firm.
He grasped my chin firmly, his chocolate brown eyes intense. “If I shit on you, I’m shitting on my mother. She worked her ass off with whatever job she could get. Fast food, telemarketing, substitute teacher, whatever it took, along with her full-time administrative assistant job. Mama had five mouths to feed with no help from our father once he met his new wife. You know I love spending time with you. Being with you. Fucking you.” He kissed my lips softly before raising his head. “You wanted it to be this way, too, because you didn’t want everyone in our business. Your words. Not mine. I could never be embarrassed of you. You’re too beautiful, bold, and sexy for me to ever not want you on my arm.”
“But we’ve been sneaking around for too long.”
“What’s the point of being public now if I don’t want to be tied down? I need to focus on my campaign.”
“And that’s why I fucking cry whenever we sleep together. I can’t do this anymore.” I shoved his chest, though he didn’t flinch.
“Can’t do what? Be with me?” He shook his head. “You’re good with us until the holidays roll around. You want to end us every single holiday, though I’ve spent most of them with you. I wanted to spend last Valentine’s Day with you, but you wanted to be with Isiah for his Sweetheart dance.”
“It was my son’s first dance,” I defended.
“And I accepted it.”
I reminded. “You were in Atlanta the last two summers and this past Christmas. I know you were visiting your son, but you could’ve invited me. Our sons are around the same age. They’re crazy about you, but your son doesn’t know shit about me.”
He sighed, “Your sons don’t know we date, Gina. And you know my ex likes to start shit. I just want to spend time with my son in peace. It’s a battle to bring him to New Orleans, so I go there. Tired of repeating myself.” Nasir sucked his teeth. “I don’t need the drama. It’s fucking New Year’s Eve, and I’m with you. Yet, you still trying to quit me. Why bother going through this when all you gonna do is call me in a few days, wanting to see me. All this back and forth is silly. Make up your mind and stick to it. If being with me makes you cry, you shouldn’t be with me. It’s that simple.”
I shifted on his lap to see his face better. “Oh, it’s that easy for you to cut me out of your life?”
“If it was that easy, I would’ve left you alone the first time you gave me bullshit. I’ve never wavered in my stance. You keep changing up on me. Say you’re good with how things are and then next pissed because I’m giving you exactly what I said I would. I’m not husband material. I already feel like a failure as a father. I don’t need to add husband in the mix.”
“Well, then, let’s at least be committed to one another. No other women, Nas.”
Nasir looked at me. “Honestly, I haven’t had another woman in over a year. But I can’t always promise that. I don’t like that pressure knowing sooner or later, I’ll fail.”
“Bet you don’t expect me to fail,” I grumbled, though some of me wanted to smile, knowing I’d been his only one for the past year.
His eyes twinkled devilishly. “With all this good dick I’m giving you, I got you whipped.”
I retorted, “You’re not the only man that gets me hot.”
The smirk became a scowl. “You better not be fucking someone else.”
This time I slapped his bare chest with both hands. “I swear I hate you. You can fuck around, but I can’t?”
He grasped my wrists. “Just told your ass there’s been no one else for the last year. And that’s the longest I’ve ever been with one woman since I started having sex at thirteen. Not even my ex-wife can say the same about me. So, yeah, you better keep it tight for me.” He then opened my robe, revealing my breasts. “Come on, Babe. We fuck so much better when we pissed with each other.”
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Dear Lipstick,
I’ve fallen for the enemy. An enemy in every sense of the word. He stole my promotion. He’s an overbearing control freak. And he once hurt someone I loved. I hate him. Well, I used to hate him. I relentlessly pursued him with ulterior motives to destroy him.
Now…now he imbues my every waking breath.
He’s seeped through the crevices of my frozen heart, which I once thought an impossible feat. My friends have all found love and waiting for me to claim the same. But what I feel for Adonis is twisted and dark. Maybe that’s the only type of love I’m capable of. He begs to differ.
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