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She's a go-getter who walks to the beat of her own drum, ready to ride for her sisters whenever and wherever, and taken by a man who would rather she play housewife than CEO. He's an undisputed king in his city, a man who commands the attention of any room he walks into, and unconcerned with matters of the heart. Thyri Wright and Killian Miller are next on Cupid's hit list. And one thing about Cupid's arrow? It never misses its target. Once Thyri and Killian's worlds collide, nothing will be the same ever again.

Impossible. I can't fall for this man. He's the type that women want to brag about taming. But I don't believe in urban myths and fairy tales and have no desire to waste time on a man who doesn't know the meaning of fidelity. Especially when that man is my brother's best friend.

All work and later for play has always been Nikki Wade's motto. Until the enticingly hot yet complicated Bakari Youngblood convinces her otherwise while at a conference in Jamaica. After a tough emotional two years of pain and loneliness and one night of unexpected passion with Bakari, Nikki gives in to his request to be uninhibited. And soon, she rediscovers herself and realizes that love is possible again. But is that love possible with Bakari who seems to be holding something back?

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.

Fall in line or get replaced. That's how my businesses operate. Being named the Dallas representative for the Mr. Black Organization was an honor, not a job. However, it's not easy to change the way someone maneuvers. I was determined to make this year's Juneteenth celebration unlike anything this city had seen before, starting with a road trip focused on Black culture. I had a plan, my purpose was clear, and my team was set. Until a wild-card photographer got thrown in the mix.