*please I wrote this story at 16/17. I'm 28 and I crying because I would rewrite this in a heartbeat especially coz I sound crazy* so read with caution* I fell in love. I fell in love with a fairytale. Oh Yes I did. You know that one story that gives every little girl hope out there that good things comes to those who wait even in rare but simple gems like a glass slipper. This hope carried me far and beyond. It's a fairytale that is relatable to any prospect of life. There will be your evil stepmother and evil stepsisters, your fairy godmother and your one true prince. It is a fairytale that understands the element of surprise: That what we seek can sometimes appear right in front of us without knocking on our doors. Most especially, it's a fairytale that understand the importance of love: A true prince may not come in shape of perfection but regardless of the imperfections and flaws, he would still remain perfect in your eyes. Regardless of its flaws, Africa was my father and Nigeria was my prince. Africa was my birthplace, born to the greatest warriors on the planet: Shaka Zulu, Nelson Mandela, Cleopatra, Kofi Annan even Didier Drogba the famous footballer. Most especially it was my home. It was the place I learnt to walk, talk, run and now 200000 feet above the ground I look down at my home. Little lights flickering everywhere like fireflies contrasting with the dark night. Maybe one day I will come back to my father. My prince. My Ile.

"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?

"I really need you. You're the only one I know who can get the job done. Louis is too reckless and Russ isn't meant to be on the field." He said referring to the two. I sigh and hold my hand out as he shakes it. "If it's too much I'm gone immediately." He nods in agreement. "After this one night I swear you can leave for good." I nodded and walked out of the room with the papers he gave me. · · ─────── ·𖥸· ─────── · · He started to speed up but as he did I grabbed his hand putting it around my throat. He smirks at me before full on destroying my shit. I was screaming at this point. He rubbed my clit and I felt this pressure so I grabbed his hand to stop him but he didn't. I came and so did he. We both were breathing hard and I was dozing off until he leaned down in my ear and whispered to me. "Ora sei mio, Amore mio" (You're mine now, my love) He said stroking my face softly · · ─────── ·𖥸· ─────── · · Raina has lifelong training in things like this but all it takes is one slip up and now her career and life are on the line. What can she do when he comes looking for her after all these years? ‼️MATURE CONTENT‼️

"𝗜 𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗯𝗯𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗹𝗼𝗰𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗲𝗿, 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗟𝗼𝗿𝗱'𝘀 𝗣𝗿𝗮𝘆𝗲𝗿. 𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀𝗻'𝘁 𝗺𝘆 𝗪𝗶𝗳𝗲 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗺𝘆 𝗦𝗮𝗹𝘃𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻." -𝗣𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿 𝗦𝗮𝗴𝗲

Funke Obatunde has had enough of working under her girlfriend's rival, the Earl of Whitlam, Lucas Roland. She plans to start her own architectural firm and she knows just the right client to help her escape from the tyranny of the millionaire playboy and his harem of jealous conniving lovers all scrambling to become the earl's exception to his commitment-phobia. In a twist so wicked Funke's sure some vengeful aunt in Nigeria is behind it, her dream client turns out to be the Earl's brother-in-law. Now she's forced to collaborate with Lucas Roland on the commission that will launch her solo career. The sizzling dynamics between Funke and the charismatic, commitment-phobic Lucas create a combustible mix of passion and ambition. With a resignation letter ready to be unleashed, and the stakes higher than ever, readers will be drawn into a captivating tale of love, rivalry, and the relentless pursuit of independence. Join Funke and Lucas on a journey filled with high-stakes architectural endeavors and simmering romantic tension. The Earl's Exception is a gripping narrative that will leave you breathless and eagerly turning the pages to discover if love can conquer all in the world of power, ambition, and design.

𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚗'𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚛𝚎.

When Tania Roberts' father passes, she is left with the responsibility of renting out the land that's been in their family for the past 76 years. On her trip from Texas to Arkansas, her car breaks down in one of the worst places- Boone County. Known as the center for white supremacist activity, it's imperative that she make it out of the county before dark. ... Flint Littlefield has lived in Boone county for his entire life. Raised by racists parents, he soon became tired of their ways and ran away at 16. Landing a job as a farmhand on the Driscoll property allowed him to survive on his own. At 29, he now owns the 56 acre property after promising the dying couple he'd take care of the land. ... Will Flint be able to help Tania? What happens when the town finds out about the newcomer? -SHORT STORY-

Victoria Caldwell wasn't expecting for her world to turn upside down after signing up for Mr. Brando's class. He seemed like the average professor, the only thing standing out being his good looks. After a heated affair arises between student & teacher, Vickie learns the pleasures of power play. Warning: This is an erotic fanfic and is meant for [18+]. There are themes of BDSM, sex, and substance use.

Cassandra Ellis: A young African American woman working in the fast paced life surrounding Chicago. Just graduating from university, she receives her dream job but sooner or later she gets fired from that same exact job. Thinking the world is going to end, Cassandra suddenly finds a newspaper offering a job that suits her needs. But later, when she sets her eyes upon the infamous Alexander Caldwell..all hell breaks loose in her life. Alexander Caldwell II: A privileged white playboy living as if the city of Chicago surrounds himself. With the help of being the bad boy of the business world, he's also the heir to wildly successful Caldwell Industries. With lots of responsibility in his near future, as a stress reliever he has a different girl leaving his house every other day. But when Alexander sets his eyes upon Cassandra, his whole demeanor on life takes an.... upright but positive turn. -Who do you think fell in love FIRST? Trust me, it's not who you think. Copyright © 2014 Bridget Ackon.

𝙸𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚍𝚞𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙰𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚛 : ✔ 𝙰 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚖𝚘𝚍𝚎𝚕 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚊 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚘 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚑𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚛𝚞𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚛. 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚏𝚊𝚛 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚘 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚜 𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢. 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝙰𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚏 𝚒𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚠 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎. 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚘𝚞𝚝. 𝙸𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚍𝚞𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙴𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚘 : ✔ 𝙴𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚘 𝙻𝚞𝚌𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚒 𝚊 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚑𝚢 𝙸𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚙𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛, 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚖𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚢𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗.