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.

An arranged marriage was never what I wanted but it seemed to be what life was dishing out to me, and to make it worse, my husband-to-be preferred women on the ...lighter side. And by the lighter side, I mean lighter side of the scale and skin color. #1Bwwm #2Interracial Book 1 of the Unwanted Series PS: There are typos in this work, mostly because autocorrect always puts in the most ridiculous wrong things and I always miss despite reading them before posting, until I have posted and read over and over again. There's also the issue of timelines that don't add up and wrong names. I'm currently editing it in a new document. I hope it will be better. FP: 2017 C:2019

Book one of my Peaky Blinders series. When Toni is asked an impossible favor by her uncle, she must learn to overcome her fear and do what's best for her family: marry Thomas Shelby. *Peaky Blinders fanfic* BWWM *I do not own these characters but please do not steal my concepts ;) Started Sep. 29th 2015 (After seasons one and two were made) Highest ranking #5 in BWWM #2 in gangster #1 in incomplete

Some people like the cookie. Some like the cream. I like them together, with some milk of course. But, I'm not talking about Oreos. Nope. This is my life. ___________________ BWWM ___________________ ©All Rights Reserved 2014. Disclaimer: read this book at your own risk. It's terrible. I was extremely young when I wrote this and did not know better. This book is an apt example of "it gets better" (or more tolerable) if you manage to stick around til chapter 17-18.

Lisa Jones have not had it easy. Being insecure about her weight and body have always been an issue for her. But when she meets her new boss will she be able to overcome those insecurities and open up to the idea that someone could actually love her for who she is. Or will it further drive a wedge between her and the happiness she deserves.

Growing up Audrey had good life. She had two sides, At home, she was a amazing confident woman but at school she was the shy insecure curvy girl... Aaydan is the school famous basketball player... he has it all girls,money and popularity. But he don't want all that, he just want a girl who won't just use him to gain popularity. What happens when they finally meet each other will they have love at first sight or will somebody else take a plunge at Audrey's heart?

"plant your seeds, provide me light, water me. I will grow." my works #1. #1 in urban story, 03/31/'19. #1 in urban romance, 03/26/'19.

"Montana, come here." He nodded his head toward the door, leaving out of the room. Staying silent as Ms. Carol looked at me, I kissed the back of Josiah's hand before leaving out of the room. As I walked out, Messiah stood there looking at me in disgust while I closed the door. "What are you doing that shit for?" "Huh?" I said since I had nothing else to say, just trying to stall time to get my words together. "Why are you stripping, Monty?" Sighing, I decided that I wasn't going to lie like I'd originally planned to do after listening to Chocolate's stupid advice. "Money." I spoke simply and he scoffed as I looked down. "Why not just ask Josiah for money instead doing hoe shit?" "First of all, It's not doing hoe shit. I don't have sex with anyone. I just dance. And I don't want to ask him for any money. It's not his job to take care of me." "So stripping..." He trailed off with a laugh. "..stripping was the last resort? Instead of putting your pride aside?" Saying nothing, I just looked at him with pleading eyes. "Please don't tell him, Messiah." I could already tell by the look on his face that he was going to tell him. "I ain't gon' tell him.." Thank God. I thought. "..you are." "What?!" I shrieked. "No. I'm not." "You are." He spoke in a demanding tone. "Please. You know how he is." I expressed "And you know how he is too but you made that bed." "Messiah, he's going to kill me." I begged. "I know." He shook his head, walking away from me. "Better figure it out. You got until the end of the day to tell him or I will." He mumbled before walking back into the room.

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She just came into my life out of nowhere, you know? My world was dark. No future, no way out. No light. But then she came. Suddenly I had a reason. She ain't even have to try; she just somehow found a way into my heart. She was my purpose. She was my light. She was so pure, so untainted by the horrors of this world; the complete opposite of me. I was meant to be alone. I knew then I didn't deserve her. But fuck it. She was the one.