+18 When Leonardo Ford takes over his father's Company He doesn't just take over the Business. but also her...and everything, she's touched, breathed, smelt or tasted. Anything can happen In The Office.... WARNING: This story contains dark themes, degrading, obsession, NASTY sexual scenes, Reader discretion is advised.

A story in which an old matchmaker fairy falls in love with a human despite it being deadly forbidden. ~ Opal Bien-Aimé is a proud pessimist, animal lover, and slightly too straightforward twenty-seven-year-old woman who dreams of starring in her very own rom-com. Full of trauma, there is apparently nothing more appealing to her than falling in love and losing herself in layers of despair... except, perhaps, finally getting her hands on the fluffy, human-sized white plushy from grannyluxury that she's been eyeing for years. Opal is ready to do anything to get what she wants. And if that means meeting an alluring matchmaker during a matchmaking session and falling for him harder than she ever thought she could, then so be it. ~ This is a two parter short story with only ten chapters. Part One will consist of the first five chapters and will be published on August 15; Part Two will include the last five chapters and will be published on August 22. ~ So, yeah. This isn't the best story that I've written so far, but it's a quick read and it's full of smut. Enjoy. lol <3

I don't like people crowding her. Don't like people touching her. Don't like people making her uncomfortable. Which would be fine... If I didn't barely know her.

Ophelia Stark is the backbone of Bettendorf Enterprises. As the sharp-witted, impeccably organized P.A. to the company's founder, she's spent years ensuring the multi-billion dollar empire runs like a well-oiled machine. When her boss announces he's taking an indefinite sabbatical, Ophelia assumes she'll be the one guiding the transition. What she didn't expect was for the keys to the kingdom to be handed to the one man she can't stand...Malcolm J. Bettendorf. Malcolm is a legend, but for all the wrong reasons. A former American football star with a jawline that cuts glass and a reputation that keeps the tabloids in business, he's more comfortable in a nightclub than a boardroom. The transition is anything but smooth. Between Malcolm's unconventional "locker room" leadership style and Ophelia's rigid professional standards, the office becomes a battlefield. But as the late-night strategy sessions turn into deep-tissue conversations, the line between professional disdain and personal desire begins to blur. Malcolm discovers that Ophelia is the first woman who doesn't want his money or his fame, she wants his respect. Meanwhile, Ophelia begins to see the vulnerability of a man struggling to find his identity off the field. The road to love is paved with corporate sabotage and public scrutiny. With a board of directors waiting for Malcolm to fumble and a vengeful ex-flame looking to ignite a scandal, the stakes have never been higher. As secrets from Malcolm's past threaten to dismantle the Bettendorf legacy, Ophelia must decide if she's protecting the company or the man who has finally tackled his way into her heart. WARNING ⚠️: This book contains lots of sex scenes. And that's because it is my duty to feed your imaginations ...thank you 💖

𝐋𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐧 𝐀𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐢 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐞 was the kind of girl who followed the rules; soft hearted, quiet, and careful with who she let in. 𝐌𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐥 "𝐒𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤" 𝐑𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 was the reason people locked their doors at night; charming, feared, and loyal to a world he'd belong to. What started as something simple turned into something raw, all consuming, and unforgettable. He gave her a taste of danger. She gave him something to protect and want to be better for; but love in their collided worlds doesn't come easy. Especially when a thorn meets a rose. 🥇 in bwhm -06/16/25 🥇 in hoodromance- 06/19/25 🥉 in urbanromance- 06/21/25 🥇 in urban- 06/22/25 🥇 in thug- 12/3/25

Earning a bachelor's degree in business and owning a professional cleaning service gave her the financial security that too many young women craved but failed to obtain. Though Sorrow's business acumen gave her the freedom to make any decisions she wished, difficulties in her previous love life left Sorrow somewhat jaded concerning the opposite sex. Based on her experiences, Sorry Olivia Shay makes up her mind that decent men no longer exist. Instead of searching for someone to share her accomplishments with, she invests most of her time in building her business. All is well as far as Sorrow is concerned until one unexpected event occurs in her life. A loner his entire life, Eli Asher Greenfield has never been confused with the "Jock" or the "Life of the Party". For better or worse, Asher is the "Nice Guy," and unfortunately for him, they say nice guys always finish last... or do they? Prosecuting Attorney Greenfield is a socially awkward introvert, who manages to navigate the painful yet shameful existence of a divorcee. By focusing his attention on his career, Asher secures an existence with no further mishaps. With pencil-sharp features, a tall lean frame, and an air of nerdy sophistication that some might consider "Dorky Sexiness", Asher loses himself in work to shield himself from women and the failures he associates with them. What will become of Asher and Sorrow when their business relationship takes an unexpected turn for which neither of them is prepared? This is a Curvy Community Romance: #DISCLOSURE #CelebrateBlackStories #Curvy #Community #EyesLipsFierce ⛔️TRIGGER WARNING: This story is MATURE. There are explicit depictions of sexual acts written within the context of this story. If this is offensive or triggering for you, please do not read this story. Thanks.⛔️

Then he shoved me back against the wall, pinning me with his body. "What are we doing?" I said pulling back breathlessly. "Too much fucking talking," he rasped, calm as hell even though his voice was wrecked.

"You really think I'm out here giving this dick to anybody else, beautiful?" She swallowed, watching my hands go to my zipper. I smirked, leaning down, dragging my fingers up her thigh, over her soaked panties. "Look at yourself in the mirror, Jade."

I dragged my nails lightly over his chest, slow, my eyes locked on his. "You told me I was in control, remember?" My voice dipped lower, sultry, daring. I leaned close enough that my lips brushed his ear. "Then say it, baby. Say you're my bitch." A dark laugh rumbled from his lips, low and sinful, the kind that made my stomach flip. His eyes didn't waver, didn't blink. "I'm your bitch," he said...calm, but hot as fuck. The words rolled off his tongue like he'd been waiting to say them, and God, the way he said it almost made me melt right there.

Malika Danai is pressure. Friendly, social, and loved by all, Malika thrives in college and is often seen as a mirage - seemingly real and attainable but disappears when approached. She's a party girl to the core. Loves to drink, flirt, and explore with her best friends, Ayana and Isabella. Her beauty is undeniable. With curly black hair cascading over her shoulders and golden-brown skin that glows no matter where she's at, Malika's presence is impossible to ignore. Her dark brown eyes often sparks with mischief, and her full two-toned lips often curves into teasing grins that hints at secrets she rarely shares. Malika excels at a lot of things but she was never the study type. She prayed the night before exams and hoped that her grades would at least give her a passing score and somehow, that always worked. Until now... Her grades are barely holding on- good enough to pass, but not good enough for a sorority like the Alpha Kappa Alpha (AKA). She wants to join. No she needs to. It's the only way she can prove to her mother that she's worth it. And she'll do whatever it takes. Even if it means casting her pride aside to get help from the boy who loathes her existence. Meanwhile... Theo Sinclair is a weapon. An academic weapon that nobody can beat. Coming from an old money family where the expectations and bars are set high, Theo surpasses them all and is often pushed towards greatness by his family. Yet he has a big flaw: boredom. Because of his uncaring attitude towards everything and everyone around him, Theo is often alone. Deliberately avoiding attention and validation from peers; he thrives in the silence and rhythm of his own scheduled routines. He has only one rule; 'Never let myself feel things I can't control.' To him, parties are ratchet and vile. An enigma vastly contrasting his reverence for solitude, silence, and carefully ordered thoughts. So when he's pushed into an unwanted arrangement, he resents the intrusion because slowly, his rule...