4.5 ⭐⭐⭐⭐✨

What if love wasn’t just a feeling—but a force of nature?

A cosmic pull so overwhelming, it yanks you out of reality and suspends you somewhere between obsession and ecstasy. A passion so intense it hijacks your heartbeat, your breath, your sanity. A connection so raw, so consuming, you start to question if it’s love—or a beautiful kind of madness.

But when love starts to devour more than it feeds… when it grows teeth and claws and bites back—can you be brave enough to release the very thing that makes you feel alive?

That’s what Denny and Neeka force you to ask.

Two souls entangled beyond logic—one heartbeat split between two bodies. Their chemistry? Volcanic. Their devotion? Blinding. Their love? Damn near mythological.

Denny isn’t just a name in Newark—he’s a legend. A kingpin whose influence stretches past city blocks and straight into infamy. People didn’t just admire him—they worshipped him. Power, women, status—he had it all. Until she walked in. The calm in his storm. The beginning of his unraveling.

Neeka was untouched by his world—new to the city, focused on books and breathing room. She wasn’t checking for him… until the gravity between them made it impossible not to fall. What started as resistance turned into desire, and what grew from that desire was a love story too big for ordinary pages.

Let me be clear: this isn’t your average hood romance. This was an emotional detonation. I laughed, I gasped, I damn near stopped breathing. Plot twists slapped me sideways, and just when I thought I had it figured out—boom, another curveball. Takerra Allen honey! I'm kinda mad this my first read by her!

And listen, if I never pick up another book again, this one left its imprint on me in permanent ink. It’s rare to find a love story that feels like both a drug and a prayer. But this? This was it.