SEQUEL TO HIS SECRET (highly recommended to read his secret first possibly could be read as a standalone) It's been four years since Amira walked away from Brooks Whitmore-and the life that nearly swallowed her whole. Now twenty-eight, she's graduated from cosmetology school, raising her daughter, Alina, and building a future of her own. Stronger, sharper, and unwilling to be anyone's secret again, Amira swears her past is behind her. But when a man she's casually seeing drags her to a political event, Amira finds herself face-to-face with Brooks for the first time in years. Only now, he's married. Only now, he's on the verge of the Vice Presidency. And only now, the truth about Alina threatens to surface. Brooks has everything he was raised to want-power, status, Margot on his arm. But behind closed doors he's colder and haunted by the woman he let slip away. What happens when their worlds collide again? When secrets can't stay buried? This time, Amira isn't the girl he left behind. She's a woman with something to lose.

When a fire takes everything from Mia, her parents, her home, and the life she once knew, she is adopted by her mother's best friend, Jules Kingsley. Moving into the Kingsley mansion should be a fresh start, but her new brother, Damon, has other plans. Damon is ruthless, possessive, and impossible to avoid. He's made it his mission to remind Mia that she doesn't belong, and their hatred for each other burns brighter with every interaction. But living under the same roof means there is no escape, no distance, no way to keep the lines from blurring. He wants control. He wants her submission. He wants her, no matter how wrong it is. And the more Mia resists, the more his obsession grows, twisting every fight into something darker, every stolen glance into a game neither of them can win.

Book 1 of The Mismatch series. *** He was a Heartful, jolly boy who everyone admired. Now he's a ruthless Mafia don who everyone looks up to. His name is Xavier Lorenzo She's the daughter of the second most powerful mafia don, forced to take the hands of the coldest man alive to form an alliance between the both families. Her names Octavia Ibraheem What happens when rules are tarnished and the truth is revealed? ~~~ "This will only work out if you follow my two rules. Dont invade my personal space and never ask about my past, you will only hurt yourself my little jewel" DISCLAIMER & TRIGGER WARNINGS! This story may not be suitable for everyone, it includes bullying and other sensitive subjects (violance, suicide attempts, SA, death) Please don't come at me if you dont like it, simply stop reading x

{ Valentino Series #5 } An idiotic love story. Friends to lovers. Leonardo Valentino & Neliyah ( Nellie) Wade. { comedy, VIOLENCE, & smut } "Please do not break my heart, I think it's had enough pain." Started: 07/04/22 Finished: 09/05/22

When a beautiful African girl just starting her adulthood is kidnapped from her country and sold off to the Mafia, her life does a full 360. Will she be able to cope? ############### *She quickly gets on her knees and bows in front of me. "What are you atoning for?" I ask "I b-broke your cologne. I didn't mean to. I s-swear, it was a mistake. I was wiping the counter and I didn't see it, all I saw was the bottle broken on the floor and the carpet wet." She explains panicky. "And?" I ask trying not to sound amused. The sight in front of me is pleasing. The things I do to women on thier knees "I accept whatever punishment the Don gives" she says*

Book 2 of The Mismatch series. *** When the 'dead' ex is back in his life, leaving him with many unanswered questions. Familiar names are passed around making her reappearance bigger than expected. Will Xavier put his marriage on the line to find what he wants? The exposure of ones mistake could lead to another's. Would they all come as one to hear the bittertruth? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "In her eyes love was more powerful, she was just looking in the wrong direction Or more like the wrong man." DISCLAIMER & TRIGGER WARNINGS! This story may not be suitable for everyone, it includes bullying and other sensitive subjects. I will show the trigger warnings (TW) at the beginning of the chapter. Please don't come at me if you dont like it, simply stop reading x CURRENTLY IN THE PROCESS!

"You truly are evil Tyrece, do you know that!" I shout angrily as I try to push him away from me. When that doesn't work I slap at his chest, then his face as hard as I possibly can. He smiles, finding amusement in my anger before grabbing both of my arms and pinning them against the wall above me, I am fully exposed. "You begged me to fuck you even though I tried shooting you in the head, even though I tried killing your brother, stop with this pathetic good girl act dimples. You watched me blow a guy's brains out. Any other girl would run. You are just as twisted as me if not fuckjng worse," He spits out causing my heart to skip a beat. "I'm not as sick as you, "I say, Tyrece smiles viciously before throwing me onto my bed roughly, he climbs on top of me, he kisses me and I kiss him back desperately. My words were saying one thing but my actions were saying something completely different. ........ Rosewood is split into two sides what happens when Kabrina gets mixed in with the wrong crowd?

My hand was clutching impatiently at the hem of your skirt. Your aroma is taunting. Toasted sugar and lavender dancing around like mist... There is a twitch in my lips, and I am too excited to be bothered with shielding it from you as you are just a breath away. We are always so close with too many inches between us. Yet, still just a breath away. I want to hold you and savor you completely. Your deep brown eyes...Whole and fluttering slowly. Dazed and tenderly innocent. A tongue pokes out to gloss your rounded lips .I want to savor it. I want your mouth never to sever from mine. Never. Never... --- Veronica wanted nothing but to bloom. Jacob wanted nothing but her. Soft and rabid. Bitter desiring sweet. --- WARNINGS *LOTS OF VIOLENCE *OBSESSION *CHILD ABUSE

"This," he gestured to Vincent's corpse, "is what happens when you betray me," he hissed. He grabbed my chin and pressed his thumb painfully into my cheek again before continuing, "don't ever betray me." Without hesitation I said, "I won't." I didn't know what made me so sure. Was it my love for him or my fear of him? But as his face broke out into a wide smile, his pearly white teeth a clean contrast to the blood all over him, I realised what the answer was. Daniel was sick. But I was sicker because I loved him more than ever. I could never fear him. He removed his hand from my face, no doubt smearing blood all over my brown skin as he patted my head like I was an obedient dog and he was my master. "Good girl." ***** Full synopsis inside. Highest Rank: #7 in adultromance

"Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned." *** Sequel to His Woman. CAN NOT be read as a standalone.