"𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓴 𝓱𝓸𝔀 𝓘 𝓽𝓾𝓻𝓷 𝓶𝔂 𝓲𝓷𝓷𝓸𝓬𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝔀𝓲𝓯𝓮 𝓲𝓼 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓸 𝓪 𝓱𝓸𝓻𝓷𝔂 𝓼𝓵𝓾𝓽" 𝓲 𝓬𝓱𝓾𝓬𝓴𝓵𝓮𝓭 " 𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓴 𝓸𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓫𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓬𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓸𝓷 𝓶𝔂 𝓬𝓸𝓬𝓴" DO NOT READ THIS BOOK ITS COMPLETE ASS !!!! read my other books tho😛

Amira Willis had her heart shattered and her future stolen when her ex cheated. Done with waiting for a man to build the family she craves, she takes matters into her own hands. A single visit to a fertility clinic, and her dream of motherhood is finally within reach. She's ready to do this alone. Preston Rutherford is a god in a suit. As a billionaire mogul, the world bows to him, and women are merely a distraction. He donated to a fertility lab years ago on a whim, forgetting it ever happened. Their worlds collide when a routine company event reveals a shocking truth. Amira, his employee-and his former friend's ex-is glowing, curvaceous, and undeniably pregnant. A pregnancy that sets Preston's blood on fire with a possessive desire he's never known. But his world shatters when he discovers the impossible: the secret donor she used... was him. He didn't plan on a baby. He didn't plan on her. But now that he knows, he'll stop at nothing to claim what's his. Both of them.

He's the shy one. She's the quiet one. A late night grocery run turns into a awkward moment. And a stare that says, "Relax. I got you."

When Ayana, a modern young Black woman, is pulled through time and awakens in the world of the Great Plains, she finds herself in the heart of a people whose way of life is unlike anything she has ever known. There she meets Takoda, a stern and commanding tribal chief whose strength and silence hides a heart that beats only for her. From the moment he lays eyes on her, he knows the spirits have sent her. To him, she is not a stranger-she is the woman destined to be his bride. But Ayana is caught between two worlds: her modern independence and the sacred traditions of a people who measure love not in words, but in gestures, rituals, and honor. Courtship in his tribe is no simple matter-songs, gifts, and the intimate act of braiding and combing hair carry deeper meaning than she realizes. As Ayana learns to live among Takoda's people-cooking, weaving, joining in ceremonies, and facing dangers of the time-she must decide: will she fight against a love written in the stars, or surrender to the chief whose every touch binds her spirit to his? A romance of two souls, two worlds, and one destiny-rooted in Native tradition, spirit, and timeless love.

Lyric Brown is a Bronx-born hurricane-part bartender, part artist, all heart. In LA, she craves more than survival; she wants to feel alive. Vanilla, acrylic paint, and stubborn hope cling to her skin like second nature. She doesn't follow rules, and she definitely doesn't follow men. But Diego Romierz isn't just any man. Diego lives in shadows-quiet power wrapped in Cuban silk and cold smoke. He built his empire on secrets and fists, never letting anyone close enough to see the scars underneath. Lyric was supposed to be a distraction. A risk he could control. One night, one broken rule, and a missed period later, they're both pulled into something neither of them knows how to hold. Love. Trust. A heartbeat on a screen. And for two people who've only ever known how to fight, family might be the hardest battle yet.

Neveah Davidson is the best friend of Riley Matthews and Maya Heart. She is like the glue between the group as she always keeps them from getting into extreme trouble and is very helpful at giving advice. I guess you can say she's like the mother of the group, if you can exclude the sarcastic and blunt comments from the teen girl. Join her on her wild journey with her friends as they go through middle school together

COMPLETED ✔ "Damn she's thick." We both hear. I move to step over towards him. Eureka holds my arm drawing my attention back on her. She gets on her tippy toes. I brace forwards to cut the gap between us. Eureka holds around my neck putting her face to my ear. That's when I hear her whisper. "There's no need for you to get upset. He can only look, and not touch because I'm yours." I stiffen in my jeans. Getting aroused from her boldness. But I take it one step further. Gripping her neck. Detka holds my arm tighter. Lighty moans where only I can hear. I stand up straighter holding her against me by her neck. Looking at the cashier who is still watching her. I cough getting his attention. "Uhmm. Thank you but our groceries won't ring up themselves." He looks at me now. I smirk at him, taking Eureka's hand. "Also it's not nice to stare at what isn't yours." Eureka squeezes my hand. "Behave." She mutters. I ignore her and finish unpacking what's left. What folks are commenting "I love the story it's different from other stories I read. It'a so refreshing just seeing two people fall in love without all the drama. I love how they communicate with each other and how they plan to be with each other forever." ~ @melanin_poppin7 "I have loved this story from the start. Their journey has been exciting in that its been between two folks just living an everyday we can relate to but still so attention keeping." ~ @787ralexis "This chapter was on fire 🔥!! Kira is everything!!" ~ @TrinkyWiggy "I swear I've read this book 5 times already but it's an experience of love and respect I love it sooo muchhhhhh" ~ @zozoDabanana Cover made by Chrissy_too_nice22 Highest rankings #1 goodbook #1 architecture #5 thick #5 curvy #6 white #7 interracial #10 romance

The hands on my body felt like placeholders for theirs. Matteo leaned into me, his lips brushing my skin, "Why would we want to hurt you?" He paused, lightly licking my face, and inhaling deeply as if that was the only breath he needed. "I just want to see your eyes roll back and feel your cunt struggle to take me." *** Mature content. BDSM. SMUT. 🏅#1: Doms 06/24 🏅#6: bdsmrelationship 07/24 🏅#4: Threesome 08/24 🏅#9: mxfxm 09/24 🏅#1: Vacation 02/25

"You're mine to kiss," he murmured against my skin, his mouth moving to my neck, pressing soft, slow kisses there. "Mine to love." Roman's lips continued to trace lower, lingering along my cleavage longer than I anticipated. His kisses were slow, deliberate, leaving behind a warmth I couldn't ignore. I felt the pressure of his mouth against my skin, each soft touch making it harder to resist him. His lips pressed against my skin, and I felt him leave a mark, a hickey right at the curve of my breast. My breath hitched as he pulled away slightly to look at the mark he left, his eyes dark with desire. I could see the need in his eyes-the hunger for me, the desperation. "If I ever catch you with another man again, Solana." he said in a low voice, his words practically a warning, "I'll kill him." first story please be kind!! will be smut but not a lot. * Okay this book needs to be edited I lowkey hate it*

─── 𝑺𝑨𝑵𝑪𝑻𝑼𝑴 ♱ in which ... a mortal woman, stolen from the world she knew and delivered into the hands of legend, finds herself at the heart of Volterra-a citadel of marble and blood, ruled by three ancient kings whose names haunt history. She was meant to be nothing more than a prize, a curiosity, a rare thing to be auctioned off. And yet, the moment they see her, something ancient stirs-an unspoken truth buried beneath centuries of longing. They call her mate. They call her Sanctum. But, alas, she is no one's salvation. In a palace of secrets and sharpened smiles, where love has long since curdled into ruin, she must survive the hunger in their eyes, the pull of a bond she does not understand, and the slow unraveling of who she once was. For the blood on the floor is still warm-and they are not the only monsters watching. ❝𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐒 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘬𝘦 𝘷𝘰𝘸𝘴, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐓𝐇.❞ | Volturi Kings ✕ black fem!oc | - ongoing. © 𝐆𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐀 | 2025. ♱