Three souls.
One forbidden connection.
A love that dares to rewrite every rule.
Lena Barré grew up the perfect pastor’s daughter, the fragile ballerina whose body was at war with itself. But under the neon glow of Provocateur, she becomes Soleil, the Midnight Ballerina. A woman who sheds her good-girl skin and dances for freedom, pleasure, and the right to choose her own life.And the woman she chooses first is Zaria.
Zaria Thomas is a breathtaking Black trans woman with a smile sharp enough to cut and a heart soft enough to heal. After years of being desired in secret and rejected in daylight, she vows never to fall again. Until Lena walks into her world and kisses her like she’s been waiting her whole life to do it. Loving Lena becomes the one thing she never expected—safe.
Everything changes the night Calil Black walks in on an intimate moment between she and Lena.
Calil, the quiet Black. The soft dominance of the powerful Black family and a tenured WHU professor. Calil has always lived by logic and legacy. He built his idea of a perfect future in his mind—one his late father would approve of. He’s been quietly catching feelings for Lena, but what happens when he sees Lena and Zaria together?
What happens when desire cracks open everything he thought he knew about intimacy, identity, and himself.
What begins with curiosity grows into something tender, tangled, and fueled with passion. As the three of them circle each other with heat, longing, and fear, they must confront their pasts, their shame, and the rules they were raised to follow.
This is a poly romance featuring a Black trans woman seeking to be loved freely, a brilliant professor unlearning old beliefs so he can be free from the abuse he was raised in, and a ballerina fighting for her own liberation from the confines of her ailing body. REVERENCE is sensual, emotional, and unapologetically fluid.
In a world that doesn’t always make room for love that looks like this—Lena, Zaria, and Calil must decide if what they’ve found together is worth risking everything for. Because some love stories aren’t meant to fit inside a box. They're meant to flow and be free.