𝘐𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘢 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘱 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 '𝘦𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘨𝘶𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘶𝘴. NOT EDITED.

I know I'm the hottest, that's why they watch me.

𝐢 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐢 𝐦𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮.

three years but it feels like forever. ** This fictional book features MATURE THEMES such as violence, sexual content, strong language, etc. Please read at your own discretion. **

❝Like a work of art he had been dying to put on display.❞ Verani Adams finds herself unhappy with the way she's led her life. Between dealing with the consequences of her career choices, the burden to find romance in an era of one night stands, and most of all, figuring out how to fulfill her endless desire for a thrill in everything she does, she decides to apply for an internship in her final year of college, at one of the most profound museums in the city of Paris: Musée de l'Érotisme. Described otherwise as, a museum dedicated to sex. Face to face with the taboo nature that surrounds her job, she meets Damien Dupont, the head director of the renowned museum. Vera learns early on that his expertise goes beyond the creative field, following him into his personal life, and she can't help but feel curious about the various tastes he indulges in. As for him, he gets what he wants, and his eyes are set on the girl in red. *Unedited, this completed version is the first draft. Currently in revision.* 18+ MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY.

Maeve Welsh is a thick twenty-two year old mistaken for overweight and has also felt insecure as a result. She's shy, innocent and always to herself, afraid to be called 'fat'. Maeve crosses paths with Kentrell, a public figure and father with a bad reputation. Everything opposite to Maeve's reserved and calm lifestyle. Maeve soon shows Kentrell what it means to be truly loved with nothing material as expectation, not even his fame or money. And Kentrell proves to Maeve what HER WORTH really is. (The description doesn't do much justice to the content of this book, so please read to find out!)

ain't no love in this shit .. right?| hood bxb | COMPLETED.

"You trust me?" he asked, eyes turning soft once they made contact. "Maj, I-I-" "I said do you trust me, Lucky?" he repeated, voice hard. "...yes," she breathed out, and his next words came without hesitation, sending a chill down her spine. "Then shoot."

Malani and Easton have always been friends for years. The opportunity never appeared for the two to become something more. Will that opportunity present itself now?Or will the two always be.....just friends.