Malika Danai is pressure. Friendly, social, and loved by all, Malika thrives in college and is often seen as a mirage - seemingly real and attainable but disappears when approached. She's a party girl to the core. Loves to drink, flirt, and explore with her best friends, Ayana and Isabella. Her beauty is undeniable. With curly black hair cascading over her shoulders and golden-brown skin that glows no matter where she's at, Malika's presence is impossible to ignore. Her dark brown eyes often sparks with mischief, and her full two-toned lips often curves into teasing grins that hints at secrets she rarely shares. Malika excels at a lot of things but she was never the study type. She prayed the night before exams and hoped that her grades would at least give her a passing score and somehow, that always worked. Until now... Her grades are barely holding on- good enough to pass, but not good enough for a sorority like the Alpha Kappa Alpha (AKA). She wants to join. No she needs to. It's the only way she can prove to her mother that she's worth it. And she'll do whatever it takes. Even if it means casting her pride aside to get help from the boy who loathes her existence. Meanwhile... Theo Sinclair is a weapon. An academic weapon that nobody can beat. Coming from an old money family where the expectations and bars are set high, Theo surpasses them all and is often pushed towards greatness by his family. Yet he has a big flaw: boredom. Because of his uncaring attitude towards everything and everyone around him, Theo is often alone. Deliberately avoiding attention and validation from peers; he thrives in the silence and rhythm of his own scheduled routines. He has only one rule; 'Never let myself feel things I can't control.' To him, parties are ratchet and vile. An enigma vastly contrasting his reverence for solitude, silence, and carefully ordered thoughts. So when he's pushed into an unwanted arrangement, he resents the intrusion because slowly, his rule...

"I love ya, Vea. But Lolli, you're somethin' I'd like to taste too." _________________________________________________________________ Collin Xavier Westle, a sweet mannerable man from the south, falls deeply in love with, Vea Lee Brown, a native of the island, who was paid to spend the night with him. He then asks her to pretend to love him the next morning for the rest of the month before his arranged wedding. When she has to cut their deal short, he willingly pardons her to test their feelings since she confessed to loving him too. When he gets back to his hotel room, he's taken away from the country without his consent, and the very moment he realizes this. He runs back to his beloved Vea. But ended up not finding her. Vea falls in love with her best friend who helped her throughout her toughest times and the two are inseparable. But then Collin finally returns thirteen years later and he wants... no needs Vea. And boy did thirteen years change a man. ~Also this is a rough first draft, so it's rather quick paced with some time skips.~ Sex is literally in chapter one. Like a whole sex scene. So yeaaaaaa, enjoy you horny fucks STATUS: COMPLETE (rough draft) Started: December 21, 2020 Ended: January 19, 2021 Word Count: 65,000 - 70,000 HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 - blackwoman (31/12/2020) #1 - jamaica (31/12/2020) #3 - darkromance (28/12/2020) #9 - relatable (06/01/2021) #15 - intimate (19/01/2021) #2 - gxbxg (04/08/2021) #1 - afterdark (03/12/2022)

there's a bar in the city, and it just happens to be ran by the Castillo Crime Family. *this story falls between Natalie Young and Sam Castillo, the son of Richie Castillo. This book has not been edited, so excuse any errors.

A quiet Italian village. A girl trying to save for her future. A man trying to remember who he is. And one summer that will burn itself into their skin. Emma thought this would be just a job. A sleepy little hotel in the northern countryside. A way to save up for art school and escape the weight of expectations. But when she crosses paths with Alessandro - a young American with a camera, a complicated past, and eyes that seem to see through her - everything begins to unravel. Tangled between lingering desires, unspoken regrets, and the raw tension of summer heat, Emma is pulled into a web of feelings that aren't safe... and maybe were never meant to be. He came to find inspiration. She came to find freedom. But neither of them expected this. A story of love, lust, and the inescapable pull of a season that changes everything.

In the mist of Louisiana bayou and New Orleans, Tabhita "Tabby" Evergreen has grown into a witch of formidable power. Orphaned at twelve after vampires slaughtered her parents, Tabby was taken in by Madame Dubé, a voodoo priestess whose teachings of ancestral magic shaped her into the bayou's fierce protector. To Tabby, all vampires are monsters, and she has sworn never to forgive their kind. But her oath is tested when she encounters Lucien Moreau, a centuries-old vampire who doesn't strike but kneels, whispering a name Tabby doesn't recognize as her own: Charlotte. Lucien believes Tabby is the reincarnation of his mortal lover, a healer he lost centuries ago in a war between witches and vampires. To him, she is fate returned. To Tabby, he is the embodiment of everything she has vowed to destroy. As vampire clans circle the bayou, drawn by whispers of Tabby's growing power, she becomes both a target and a prize. Her hatred collides with a pull she cannot explain dreams that don't belong to her, emotions that stir like echoes of another life. Torn between the memory of a love she never lived and the vengeance that defines her, Tabby must choose: cling to her rage, or risk her heart on a man who may be bound to her by blood, fate, and a past she doesn't remember.

Melody goes to a rap concert with her friends. She meets one of the performers, an up-and-coming rapper that goes by the name Eminem. So this is basically a pretty cliché girl meets Eminem at his concert story, but I promise it's going to have some really crazy moments in it lol TW: will contain sexual situations, including an attempted SA, strong language, drugs use, etc...

Johanna and Jose are from two different sides of the track, during the time of a power war between the Blacks and the Latinx's the two cross paths in more ways than one. How far are you willing to go to defend who you are? How far are you willing to go for love? What do you do when the two pull you to opposite sides?

What happens when 21 year old Delaney Rodriguez, an innocent lover girl encounters a stubborn, emotionally scarred and wounded older man, Romani Gonzales, who wants nothing to do with love, or pure things? Rankings #1 in poem #2 in Hispanic #1 in yaromance

Jessica Brown is a twenty-five year old surgical technician, newly heartbroken and dragged out to get out of her feelings. In the mist she meets Major League Baseball player, Mateo Santos. The two find themselves in a situation they never imagined being in after a night out changes their connection to each other like the never imagined. But it doesn't just change their lives but those around them, forever. Some bonds will be broken, some bonds will be built. How strong is your bond?

Ocean shoved at his chest, but Lucas didn't budge. He stayed right there, crowding her. "Move," she snapped, heat in her voice. He didn't. His presence pressed against her, every breath of his filling the little space she had left. Her hands curled tight at her sides. "You don't give me a second. You're always there-hovering, watching, smothering me like I can't breathe without you in my face." Lucas's jaw ticked, eyes hard, but he said nothing. The silence made her angrier. Her chest rose sharp with breath. "I hate it. I hate how you don't let me think, don't let me move. You just close in and wait for me to break." Still, he stayed. And that-more than any words-set her blood boiling. -- A stubborn college girl thinks she's untouchable-until she collides with him. The Beast. A force wrapped in shadow and hunger. One meeting shatters her defenses. Her control slips. Her rules burn. And for the first time, she isn't the one in charge.