Marcus Avery learned rhythm in the streets long before he ever
touched a church drum set. Raised by a father who played
percussion by day and pushed poison by night, Marcus grew up
knowing two things: talent can’t save you, and the streets don’t let
go easy.
Then there’s Renee Matthews. Bold. Unfiltered. A woman with red
lips, sharp heels, and doesn’t date projects—and Marcus refuses to
be one.
As judgmental church aunties circle like hawk. The streets start
whispering Marcus’s name again, old ties threaten to drag him back
into a life he swore he left behind.
Love will test them.
Church will watch them.
The past will chase them.
And redemption?
It has a rhythm of its own.
But chemistry doesn’t ask for permission.







