| 18+ | Completed | • • • Sevyn Haren was the type of person to fight for what she wanted. She stayed with her claws out, her pom poms in position and her mind on alert because well, she was always ready to fight. Now the question was. . .ready to fight what? A stupid piece of metal. More precisely, Veer Epp's stupid piece of metal that was oddly always on his ring finger. It was too bad that she was the type of person to go against every single set rule to get what she wanted. And what she wanted was Coach Epps. His wife could share.

Love is the one memory that one could never, ever, forget; because even if one has lost its mind, the feeling of love will always remains in the heart; curing every emotion to ever be felt. The antidote to it all.

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⚠️

Cleo, a 19 year old college drop out is in desperate need for some money. She's offered a job as a housekeeper for one of the wealthiest men in Atlanta. Of course she takes it Mr.Brewster, a 27 year old married man, the CEO of several businesses and a successful music producer hires Cleo as a helping hand since his are extremely full. The two become dangerously attracted to each other. Their sexual attraction grows vast to the point of no return. Warning: SEXUAL & EXPLICIT CONTENT (Please read at your own risk💦) #1 in Vixen #1 in Asian Doll #3 in Dave East

Hennessy and Terror began as complete strangers, forced together by the worst of circumstances. While navigating assault, depression, and outside influence, the pair found love in one another. A Hood Love Story. Now Available on Kindle https://a.co/d/0MoOuIw

Thrown into the bustle of Atlanta after leaving New York, Britney "B" Williams is forced to adapt to a new normal. Not knowing what to expect she unintentionally befriends Atlanta's elite which leads her to uncovering deceit, secrets and love. (July 2021) Edited (March 2023) Formerly known as: "All this Love" #therealm 🌍 Cover by @seauxheaux

"𝐂𝐋𝐔𝐁𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐃 𝐋𝐈 𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐄 𝐌𝐄 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈𝐌 𝐊𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐓."

25 year old Lauren can: Make a song hit over 250,000 streams. Keep a man hooked in the bedroom. 25 year old Lauren cannot (is yet to): Make a hit record. Keep a man. Period. From dick appointments to office flings, sex was as simple as an 808 to Lauren. As if her twenty-somethings weren't complex enough, relationships were a constant struggle. Like songs, they required an order of events and structure, but Lauren was keen on leading her lovers straight to where most relationships climax. Take Trent, her co-worker for instance. TRENT Status: Flirty Friend. Music compatibility: 95%. Hookup-ability: 🍆🍆🍆🍆🍆 A day after her steamy, backseat hookup, the promise of her first real relationship since college appears on the horizon, but is Lauren patient enough to wait for it? When a mystery guy keeps popping up in her life, Lauren is not so sure. SUPER FIIINE MYSTERY MAN: Status: Romantic Stranger. Music compatibility: Shows promise. Hookup-ability: BD* (*Being determined; get your mind out of the gutter) After meeting him on more than one occasion, Lauren sees his potential. She doesn't let the cat out of the bag on their first date and he seems to be everything Lauren had been looking for and more, but is he worth the risk? Lauren is straddling the lines of a love triangle. The power of her P may not be enough to sway either of these men to stay and sweating her edges out behind revolving bedroom doors has unfurled more than baby hairs when her friendships and performance at work begin to slip like a glue-less wig. Lauren is stuck on a loop of bad behaviour and needs to hit pause before her entire life spins out of control. Playlist - https://open.spotify.com/playlist/3CcvZbclnNe7umVDa5DyQA?si=3778aa8ad21b42eb

STORY WRITTEN IN 2016 STORY IS AVAILABLE ON PATREON THIS STORY IS JUST A SAMPLE. NOT ALL CHAPTERS ARE POSTED HERE. WARNING: THIS STORY IS 18+ AND CONTAINS MATURE LANGUAGE AND MATURE CONTENT. SO CURSING, DRINKING, SMOKING AND SEX IS HEAVY WITHIN THIS STORY. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. ⃟ ⃟ ⃟ ⃟ ⃟ It's 18 year old Skylar Johnson's first year of college and she wants to make it her best. She doesn't want to be the same shy girl from high school. No, she wants to open up and learn what the true meaning of fun is. In walks, Tristen Adams. A bad boy to the heart. His motto is fuck, smoke, sleep. He's cocky, arrogant and addicting. He's a guy looking for nothing but sex and trouble. But as everyone is warning Skylar about his bad boy antics, he's simply melting her heart while breaking it at the same time. He wants her and he'll do up to anything to have her.

"You no tell this girl that I said, I want no relations with a darkie?" She spat to me, making my eyes go wide. What? I thought to myself and Gio tried pulling me away but I snatched away from him, knowing I heard right this time. "Wait, what?" I spoke out loud and Gi grabbed me roughly, trying to pull me away again. "Why you saying these things? She's beautiful." I heard his abuelita sticking up for me as she stood to her feet and all the guys began to as well, telling their mom that she was wrong for what she was doing. "That puta heard me." She spat, pointing her finger at me. "You're too dark." She held up a brown paper bag that she was drinking her beer out of. "You no match this bag or lighter, you're too dark." "You look too much like his father. I no want you around me." She shooed me off, instantly breaking my heart into a billion pieces as I looked up at Giovanni who was looking down at me with hurt in his eyes. "Baby, please." He begged and I shook my head at him in disgust before putting my attention back onto her. "Get that darkness out of here, Giovanni. She's a demon." "Only demons have her color." She kept on going and I felt sick to my stomach in this moment as I stood there in complete shock.