Previously called the " No Thanks, I Dont Date Possessive - Billionaire" series. This isn't your typical romance story, where the girl meets the guy, and marry off into the sunset. This is where Amelia Heart face heartbreak and an overbearing manipulative asshole, who she happened to fall in love with. What are the chances that her best friend is also super rich? and that she meets a multi-millionaire? right 0.001%. In a life where everything is mundane, a possessive billionaire can give you all the excitements you need. It comes with a price: sex, crime, and all things evil. Jesse Blue is the man you need, and might just be the right man for Amelia. *Probably your typical romance book? but you like this shit. (Editing at the moment, If you want to read a better version of this book, please wait until the end of 2020) - Second Book is out, "No Thanks, I Don't Date Possessive Billionaire (Book 2)" - Check out my other books, on my work page. Happy reading!

I just wanted to have the best eighteenth birthday ever...I didn't know that I was gonna be going home with my new history teacher. StudentxTeacher romance. Mature content.

"Before 𝗛𝗶𝗺" "Before 𝙃𝙚𝙧" "Only 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲 could tell how we'd end up." They were 𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗲. The life of 𝘀𝗲𝘅 strived through 𝗵𝗶𝗺. The life of her 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗲𝗿 strived through 𝗵𝗲𝗿. 𝗛𝗲 wasn't looking for 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲. 𝗦𝗵𝗲 wanted 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 to come to her. Put them 𝘁𝗼𝗴𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿, life couldn't get any 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 - shit or 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝘀𝗲 ____ My body was bent over in a doggy position bound to some type of bench. My arms and wrists were restrained on both sides of the bench making me use my elbows for support; my legs and ankles were restrained on the bars of the bench aswell as I used my knees for another type of support. My ass stood high in the air as my stomach laid on a bar. I was fucked at this point because there was no way I was going to get out of this, hell I could barely move. "You Wanna know something Kataleya?" He asked. I gasped as a bucket of a chillingly cold water was splashed on my naked body. "Y-Yes." I answered my voice trembling. The sense of not being able to see what he was about to do to me made me aroused, but mostly scared as hell. "I don't share, but we've already talked about this didn't we?" I shamefully didn't answer. "OW!" I screamed as I felt the leather of a belt land harshly on my thigh. The water made the sensation worse, we haven't even began and that one spot held so much pain for more than 15 seconds. "Yes!" I cried. "Now count, you've got 30, miscount we start over to the beginning and when I'm done be ready because it seems I have to mark what mine so we'll be at it - 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩." *the following images inside this story are not mine.

[COMPLETED] "My husband-" "Forget your fucking husband because as harsh as it sounds, baby, he's very much forgotten about you." My face morphs into shock at Ollie's outburst. The once shy man adjusts the glasses on his face and looks away from me- a small blush etching onto his cheeks. "Why can't you just leave him and be with me?" He whispers, looking back at me with his beautiful brown eyes, that are now filed with sadness. I gulp. +++ Lilah Bradford has been married to Dale Bradford for two years. Like every marriage, it started perfectly, but as time went on it's almost as if Dale has forgotten that he has a beautiful wife. All Lilah can feel is neglect and sorrow as her marriage begins to crumble right through her fingers. But all changes for the brown-skinned beauty when she meets Dale's new boss, Ollie Burhan. #1 in hot / 21st Nov 2021

Mature readers. Very Erotic. Highly sexual. Meet Leven Blackwood, a character I created based on the luscious Thomas Doherty. The proposition of a lifetime becomes the love of a lifetime. Grown and sexy, please.

A black, business owner of a small New York City bakery, Danielle has achieved success. She owns her own home, has traveled the world and is only 26 years old. Even with all her successes, she remains compassionate and selfless. The only thing she hasn't been quite successful in is her love life. Enter in Derek. Derek is a handsome white male also living in New York City. His beauty however, is buried under dirty brown, shoulder length hair, a full beard and clothes that haven't been washed in years. He's been homeless since he was 16. Now he's 28. After being constantly harassed by shop owners and police officer and moved from place to place, Derek finds a new place in the alleyway behind a bakery. As the New York winter begins to roll in, Danielle's compassionate persona moves her to do things most people wouldn't.

Excerpt from book: "Have you ever gotten head before?" he asked, if my skin was lighter I would've been as red as a tomato. "No." I whispered. "Don't worry kitten, just relax, I only want a taste," it only gets better from there. read more to find out ;) Previously "Her Broken Heart & His Redemption" #1 in Darkskin🤎 All rights reserved. Any part of this book should not be used in any form or by any means without the prior consent of the publisher. His Darkskin Beauty © 2021 UnquePry This book is a work of fiction. All the characters, names, places, events, etc. portrayed in this book is either the author's imagination or fake. Any resemblance of actual events, person, place, etc. is coincidental. I do NOT own any pictures or videos used in this book.

No description. Only thing to say is that these boys are fine ass fuckboys

When Alexis agrees to help the school's player, she must guard the secret that could unravel everything - even as unexpected feelings complicate the game. *** What happens when Alexis Dawson, the 'resident loser' of Redwood High, agrees to help the school's notorious player, Aaron Walker? How can she stop herself from falling for him? It isn't all love and romance - Alexis has a secret of her own. Join them on a journey of jealousy, betrayal, trust, friendship, and love. A little favour just got a whole lot more complicated. *** He was so close, his breath hit my lips. His eyes darted from my eyes to my lips. I stared intently, awaiting his next move. His lips fell near my ear. "Shut up and kiss me" He whispered roughly. A chill shot up my spine. I pulled back, staring at his eyes and leaned in...

Blake Myers was supposed to be a lawyer, not a stripper. But when every door slammed in her face and debt doubled, she found herself dancing at Play Bunnies Den. One rule. No falling for the clients. Then Roman Ferrari walked in. Powerful. Cold. Death wrapped in a tailored suit. Roman doesn't chase women, he owns them. But when Blake dances for him, something cracks. She's fire he can't control, temptation he can't ignore. One dance turns into a dangerous obsession. One night drags her into his world of blood, secrets, and sin. Now, Roman's willing to burn his empire to keep her. And Blake's about to learn that falling for a man like him doesn't just break hearts, it changes everything. *Mature and Violent content!*