"𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐡, 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐡𝐮𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐳𝐞 𝐦𝐞." *𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝*

𝗡𝗼𝗯𝗼𝗱𝘆 𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝘄𝗵𝘆 𝘄𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗲𝗮𝗰𝗵 𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘆 𝘄𝗲 𝗱𝗼.... . . . . 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗶𝘁 𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 𝘁𝗼 𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗱. -- 𝗜𝗺 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗮𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗺𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗮𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘄𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗼𝘅𝗶𝗰 .... .........𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗴𝗵𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗼 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝘄𝗶𝘁 𝗮 𝗽𝗹𝗼𝘁 𝘁𝘄𝗶𝘀𝘁.

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Chef Naaji "Naz" Ofori is a young, first-rate chef who's taking the city of Atlanta by storm. He's the author of award-winning cookbooks, a James Beard Award winner, and the owner of one of the hottest restaurants in the city: The Black Ambrosia. Naz's path to success while embracing his transgender identity has been anything but easy. However, he triumphed over all obstacles with his ambitious drive and the prayers of his Ghanaian mother. Everything about Naz screams the perfect man: handsome, talented, and rich, yet his love life is dormant. His picky nature keeps him single by choice, but he has his eyes on one particular woman. She may be out of his league, even for someone of his caliber. Kaielle Bree "Kai" Havens is a fashion designer and owns the luxury streetwear brand: Haven's Gate. Once upon a time, she was Atlanta's top attraction, a skilled stripper at the city's leading gentleman's club. Now, celebrities and high fashion brands recruit her for her voguish, inventive designs. Kai spent most of last year healing from a toxic four-year relationship with her R&B superstar ex-boyfriend. Her friends and therapist suggest that it's time to return to the dating scene. And though Kai believes they are correct, the ghosts of her past still haunt her. Naz and Kai are young, successful Black business owners trying to navigate life, love, and business in Atlanta. They possess the makings of a supreme pair, but can they transcend through the fire as life gets tough? Rankings achieved: #1 in FTM

Dylan wanted nothing more than to be the humanitarian she's always dreamed of being. She had a soft spot for the needy and would sacrifice herself if she could. What happens when one person in particular shows her how to preserve herself all while helping the ones in need? Intersex. Don't like don't Read.

Shiii happens when you text the wrong number... Started: February Finished: June

BIG DISCLAIMER: I wrote this book when I was a CHILD. The MC's are underage. If it makes you uncomfortable, please DO NOT read. This book is still up due to it being a comfort book, outside the smut. It touches on mental health and can be relatable. PLEASE, THIS IS A WARNING! THEY ARE UNDERAGE. "let me tell you something, darling. you've unlocked a side of me, even I fear. but since you want to keep me up all night, challenging me, he's gonna show up at some point." Mateo whispers, huskily into my ear, gripping my neck. "what are you talking about?" I whisper. "like how I show no mercy when killing someone. I can also show no mercy in bed. you're not sensitive, so you should be able to take the degrading. right, Tesoro?" he asks, i nod. "you know it's not true though. you know I love and cherish you, beautiful," he says slowly. "right?" "mhm." I nod. Mateo slowly starts speeding up his thumb, on my clit. "right. now I know, my Tesoro isn't so vanilla and innocent. So tell me, love. do you have any kinks?" the question catches me off guard. do I? "ya," I mumble. "I want you to list them," he whispers, I can hear the smirk on his face. "bondage, CNC- shit- dirty talk, uh-um, choking, degrading, stimulation. fuck i can't think," I mumble. "you've said my favourites, but have you ever heard of darcyphilia?" he asks, slowly entering his finger again. "n-no." I stutter. "well, I want to fuck you, overstimulate you, edge you, until you're in tears, chanting your safe word." _________________________________ ⚠️ I WON'T CONSIDER THIS BDSM, BUT IT DOES CONTAIN HEAVY SMUT⚠️ ⚠️ THIS BOOK DOES NOT PROMOTE TEEN PREGNANCY⚠️ ⚠️EVERYTHING OTHER THEN THE MAFIA CULTURE AND RACIAL CULTURES ARE FICTION⚠️ ⚠️ THIS BOOK IS CONSIDERED 18+ BUT IF YOU THINK YOU CAN HANDLE IT... I AIN'T YOUR PARENT. BUT DON'T SAY I DIDN'T WARN YOU⚠️ ⚠️YES THE GIRL IS ON BIRTH CONTROL FROM THE GET-GO⚠️

*Slowly editing* Unique was never what you called 'skinny'. She was that girl that everyone picked on for their own benefit. Being the sibling of two of the most popular people in school Unique could never get a break. BULLIED. BEATEN. BETRAYED. Until she met him. One of the most dangerous, ruthless thugs in all of Houston. But is it love for him or just lust? Find out as your taken into a journey in to the real world.

Glowana Reyna Walker came back to New York, her home place when her mother specifically told her not to? But when has she ever listened to her mother? Glowana mostly known as Glow ignored her mother's wishes and ventured back to her home but in doing so she met someone who was certainly waiting at her front door. Raffaele Di Norcia the world's most ruthless mafia leader. ______________ Sneak Peek... GLOWANA "You're wet, Glow," he says. As if I don't know. I can't control my arousal. Everything about Raffaele turns me on. But I'd never admit it to him or myself. The way his sliver eyes always look at me as though they were undressing me, fully naked, fully bare. Some women found it disgusting when men do that and sure I did once but Raffaele was different. He was different from any man I've ever had or met. Besides kidnapping, he had made me cum. And to be honest no man I had ever made me cum like Raffaele had done. Hell, no man had even gone down on me. I didn't mind because sex wasn't much of a deal for me I was more into an emotional connection with someone. But the fact that Raffaele had changed that. Dammit, have I gone insane? Being attracted to a killer? Is that something I want? But quickly my thoughts came to a stop when Raffaele began massaging my clit. "Ahh, N-No," I moaned. The hand that held my hair tightly left it before brushing my dress up a little more revealing my back. The feeling of soft lips pressed against me made me shudder. "I'm considering if I should fuck you here and now, Glow," he rasped as his breath fanned my back. My throat parched at just the thought of Raffaele fucking me. It made me even wetter. "Would you like that?" he questioned gliding his finger between my wet folds. I'd hate to admit it but, dammit I would. _____________________ Cliche I know but who gives a frick?! WARNING MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT!!!!!

- Straight girly boys and curious girls with boy names make for an interesting year - After facing a year from hell, Tommie Grant and her family make the move from Arizona to Washington. Trying to keep her sights on the positive, Tommie makes an effort to adjust to her new life, but finds that process disrupted when she wakes up one morning to a half naked boy yelling in the street. Little did she know meeting Sebastian Tucker would be the equivalent to meeting the devil himself. *Warning: This book contains themes of violence, sexual situations, mental illness, and overall adult language. Please read with caution.*