Josephine Scarlett is a free black woman living in colonial Jamaica. She lives a life of leisure, and believes she is to be married to an aristocrat. But her plans are interrupted when she is kidnapped and taken far from home. When a handsome Irish pirate comes to her rescue, a steamy love affair begins. Will a girl of culture such as Josephine be able to adapt to the pirating lifestyle? Warning: alcohol, sexual themes and violence * means there are sexual themes within a chapter

Beautiful cover made by @Silverless! Ayan is the Princess of Mereti, a wealthy African nation that has made contact with the Europeans, or the Nechis, in the 18th century. In effort to stop themselves from going to war with the Nechi nation of Arania, a country that had the initial goal of colonizing an unwilling Mereti, they sign several alliance treaties and marry their children to bind themselves by blood once the awaited heir is finally born. The only problem is that Ayan never consented to this marriage. Or to moving thousands of miles away from her homeland. And she certainly isn't consenting to bearing the heir of the arrogant Aranian prince--no matter how charming he is.

Vampires; I'd only ever heard stories about them, never had the privilege of meeting one in person. The rules that had been enacted and enforced by the human faction's government, run by my father, forbade that anyone venture into the southern forests. And so, we humans went on with our daily routine, no one daring to spare the cursed forests even a single glance. What I had not anticipated, was that, a mistake foolishly made by my own father; the breaking of a blood covenant, would effectively result in me coming face-to-face with the head of these nightly creatures; the one and only hybrid. And this volatile man, was the epitome of darkness, and the embodiment of death... ALL CONTENT WITHIN THIS BOOK IS PURELY FICTIONAL AND WORKS OF MY IMAGINATION. MY BOOK IS NOT FOR PUBLIC DOMAIN!! ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. COPYRIGHT ©️ By Rachael Abeauty. THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT, INTENDED FOR 18+ AUDIENCES! COVER MADE BY ME, THE AUTHOR...

In the gritty underworld of organized crime, where darkness reigns and secrets fester, one woman's extraordinary journey from a troubled past to a hauntingly complex love story unfolds. Meet Ginira, a survivor with a past marred by the shadows of her father's sinister choices and her own rugged life as a stripper. She's a woman who has known heartache, fear, and uncertainty at every turn. But when Ginira's life takes an unexpected twist, her world collides with that of the enigmatic and feared Irish mafia figure, Blaine Murphy. Blaine is a man cloaked in secrets, whose very presence sends shivers down the spines of those who cross his path. His dark and mysterious aura is a testament to the ruthless world he inhabits, and few dare to challenge him. As Ginira becomes entangled in Blaine's web of intrigue, she discovers a man unlike any other she has known. Blaine holds a devastating secret, one that renders him immune to pain, both physical and emotional. His abilities, rooted in the shadows of his past, draw Ginira to him like a moth to a flame. But as she unravels the enigma of Blaine Murphy, she also confronts her own past, including the haunting legacy of her clinically insane father. In the heart of this seductive and perilous world, where love and danger entwine, Ginira and Blaine must navigate a treacherous path. They will confront their own vulnerabilities, face unimaginable threats, and reveal the darkest corners of their souls. Blaine thinks Ginira's weird and Ginira thinks that Blaine is a fat ass. ;) 🏅#5 in BWWM 11/10/2023

"You look perfect," he whispered into my ear. "Well you look a mess," I responded plainly, but he could sense the waver and doubt as I released a small whine. "That so..." he cooed huskily into the crook of my neck, feeling my pulse with his softened lips. His hand grabbed onto the both of mine, placing them above my head, as my mind began to spiral, "Then why is it you stare at me?" "I don't know," I whispered cockily, clenching my thighs. "Oh?" he spread my legs open fastly with his knee, watching my mouth fall open with delight. "𝗠𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗜 𝗿𝗲𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗻, 𝗚𝗹𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗮?" • • • Working as a maid for the most powerful kingdom, Gloria Manú has yet to feel greater than what she is. As if fate were real, she was taken under care of a knight. The captain, to be exact. He wasn't like the happy adventurous soul that she possessed. He was quite the opposite. Cold, emotionless, and intimidating. Yet somehow, his protective side made her feel like a princess. That's all she's ever wanted, and she started to fall in love. Nonetheless, he didn't see her in the same way she saw him, despite the constant hints. He'd always forget her confessions. Will he ever realize what he means to her and how long will she have to remind him? ⚠ Will Contain Mature Content ⚠ ➥ Started: 4/30/21 - Finished: 5/18/21

And so the day before I was to leave for the new world I married Mr. Ryan's daughter Grace, even though I knew she did not much want to marry me. A Frontier Tale. A young Irish preacher, Callum Moore, is days away from departing for the new world to the west when he impulsively offers to marry Grace Ryan, a young woman he knows nothing about.

▪️FANTASY ROMANCE▪️ "I didn't know that I had the right to say your name." "You don't and yet..." The Orc King's words trailed off, his breath coming out in a rough pant. I found myself extremely curious about what he was going to say, so I bravely tried to get him to continue. "And yet?" I probed. "And yet, I find myself intrigued about what it would sound like coming from that insolent mouth of yours." **** Izara was not very happy to find out that she was to be sent to the Orc King as tribute, an apology for something her brother did. Not being one to allow fate to dictate her life, she figured that she could make the most of it. Having always been curious about the Orcs, she is eager to live among them. King Baldur, however, does not share her enthusiasm, finding humans to be selfish and untrustworthy. He does not hold back, and uses every available opportunity to remind her of such. Unfortunately for him, Izara sees this as a challenge and vows to prove her worth. When an incident in the forest leaves King Baldur seriously injured, he quickly realises that he misjudged Izara and even finds himself becoming attracted to her in ways that he never anticipated. There is only one problem though, the Orc King isn't called Baldur the Butcher for nothing. Can he find it in himself to lower his guard around Izara or will she become the next victim of his blade? 🔅Rated R: Contains thematic issues, adult language, MATURE sexual content, violence and possible triggers. ------------------------------------------------- Cover Photo: Edited by @KimberlyTanithMarie using an image generated from Midjourney © All rights reserved 2023 I DO NOT consent to my story being translated, copied or otherwise reproduced by anyone.

|MOVING TO GALATEA| Love was dangerous. The mafia even worse. She never expected to face both at once. Being kidnapped by her ex-boyfriend and becoming a mafia wife was never on Catalina's bingo card. But surviving the Mafia Games isn't just about playing deadly-it's about becoming the danger. With secrets lurking in every shadow and loyalties as fragile as glass, Catalina soon discovers that winning these games-and following her heart-may be the least of her worries. ~Book 1 of the Mafia Royalty Series~

Set in 1900 - Haven; a place of safety or refuge - He gave her a place to hideaway and find comfort. She gave him the love he didn't think he needed. Under the bond of holy matrimony, they find haven in one another, and ultimately haven in Christ. - Book two of the Song of Solomon Collection, a Christian romance collection with love, pure intimacy, and Christ. A clean read for all to enjoy, minimal-no language, no sex, only love. This story is inspired by Song of Solomon 2:3-6, "Like an apple tree among the trees of the forest, So is my beloved among the young men. In his shade I took great delight and sat down, And his fruit was sweet to my taste. He has brought me to his banquet hall, And his banner over me is love. Sustain me with raisin cakes, Refresh me with apples, Because I am lovesick. Let his left hand be under my head And his right hand embrace me." Published: October 24. 2022 Completed: February 3, 2023