"Our love was a case we both lost." When a brilliant lawyer and her ruthless prosecutor husband turn their marriage into the most brutal case they've ever fought, love becomes the one verdict neither of them can win-or walk away from. *** Naomi Carter is a fiercely intelligent lawyer with a near-perfect winning streak of 97% cases won. The only times she ever loses is to her husband. She's sharp, controlled, and commanding in the courtroom, but behind closed doors, she hides a woman who's never truly learned how to love. Nathaniel Carter is a ruthless prosecutor, relentless in his pursuit of justice, and impossible to read. Driven by a fierce need for control, he struggles to keep his own life from unraveling. He's the one man who knows his wife's weaknesses and exploits them with a quiet intensity, stirring both her frustration and desire. Their marriage is a constant battleground, scarred by a shared tragedy neither can overcome. Join these two broken souls as they fight to protect themselves while craving the one thing they fear most: each other. *** #1 in bwwm #1 in eroticromance #1 in blackwoman #1 in enemies #1 in grief #1 in childloss #1 in pregnancy #1 in brokenmarriage #1 in loverstoenemies #1 in darkromance #2 in mentalhealth #2 in enemiestolovers #1 in romance

I cupped her face, planting a soft kiss on her beautiful lips. "Don't ever run from me, baby," I said softly, letting my thumb trace her jaw. "I love the chase." Her jaw tightened, her hands coming up to try and move mine. "Stop calling me baby, Ezra," she snapped, eyes flashing. I couldn't help but grin, dropping my voice to something low and dark. "Ohhh, now my baby has a problem with me calling her baby?" She shot me a glare, but I just tucked her hair behind her ear, pressing another kiss to her lips-gentler this time, lingering. "You don't get to tell me what to call you, baby." I leaned in closer, brushing my nose against hers. "You're whatever the fuck I call you."

Daria Cole never expected her quiet high-school tutor partner to return as the new Mafia King of New York. Nico Costa. Bigger. Colder. Tattooed. And looking at her like she's the only softness he'll ever touch. She thinks they're just friends. He knows better. "Say the word," he murmured against my neck, "and I'll ruin any man who thinks he can touch what's mine." A soft, innocent girl. A very dangerous man. Five years of tension ready to explode. A Dark Romance #1 Sunshinexgrump (Dec 15th) #1 bwwm (Dec 17th) #1 mafiaboss (Dec 17th) #1 yearn (Dec 18th) First Book : Kill For Her Book Two : Enzo Wow! You guys have been showing so much love! Thank you! Trigger warning: This story contains sexual content and mature themes. Reader discretion is advised.

A Bwwm Story. Brianna takes Aiden hoodie off before going back to kissing him as he slides his hands under her tank top, cupping her breast making her kiss him harder. She then abruptly stops making Aiden snap his eyes open. "What?" He ask her as she cups his face looking him directly in his eyes. "I love you Aiden. Like seriously I really do." She says making him chuckle at how random she said it but when he looked back at her she seemed so very serious. "Come on Brianna, you know I'll love you always and forever," he said while kissing all over her face which made her laugh. "You're so corny." She playfully pushes his face away from hers making him laugh. "I'm serious. Like forever and ever and ever-" but she cuts him off as she rolls her eyes and kisses him again.

Aaliyah never planned on catching the eye of Leo Ramirez. A quiet, brooding basketball player who looks at her like she's trouble & like he'd burn the whole world for her.

I dragged my nails lightly over his chest, slow, my eyes locked on his. "You told me I was in control, remember?" My voice dipped lower, sultry, daring. I leaned close enough that my lips brushed his ear. "Then say it, baby. Say you're my bitch." A dark laugh rumbled from his lips, low and sinful, the kind that made my stomach flip. His eyes didn't waver, didn't blink. "I'm your bitch," he said...calm, but hot as fuck. The words rolled off his tongue like he'd been waiting to say them, and God, the way he said it almost made me melt right there.

"Please, baby... I only got a taste. I 𝓝𝓮𝓮𝓭 more." ♧👻♧

Rue is sweet. Quiet. Off-limits. She's also, a STEM major, curvy, and staying with her best friend's family over winter break. Kevin? Her best friend's older brother. He's 24. Built like a god. A basketball star headed towards the NBA and apparently obsessed. She only meant to check out the noise coming from his room. She didn't expect to hear him groan her name. Or see what he was doing-with her...... She should've left. Should've slammed the door and acted like it never happened. But instead... she walked in. Now their secret is hot, heavy, and impossible to undo-and Kevin doesn't play fair when he wants something. Especially her. This story contains mature themes and is intended for readers 18+. All characters are fictional. Any resemblance to real people, living or dead, is purely coincidental. 📌 If you're reading this story anywhere other than Wattpad under the username of the author (booksthattalkbyl), it has been stolen.

There's things we all hide. We all have our secrets...

Normani is use to being in control-of her body, her home, and especially her heart. A stunning, single mother and seasoned flight attendant, she knows better than to entertain distractions. But when her son comes home from college for the summer and brings his best friend with him, all bets are off. Zane is tall, tatted, and built like temptation in human form-confident, cocky, and way too grown for his own good. He's got bedroom eyes, a mouth full of slick charm, and zero shame in how hard he flirts with her. She knows he's trouble. She knows he's off-limits. But every night, he's just down the hall... Because temptation has never looked this good. And it might just be the best worst decision she's ever made.