The tyrant that was Jason Hyland held a soft spot for his best friend's daughter Charlotte Montgomery-he only wishes the rest of his body was soft for her too. When Jay realized little Lottie Bell wasn't so little anymore he begins to struggle holding in his lustful feelings as he sees her on a day-to-day basis as his personal assistant. But the real challenge doesn't start until he realizes he isn't the only one staring at her newly developed assets.

"I am so sorry I'm late." My red woolly hair flopped onto my face and I huff, throwing my bag on the chair to put it up. I haven't noticed the prisoner yet as I pull down my black pencil skirt that stuck to my hips a little too tight due to the shrinkage in the washing machine. "This. . . is my therapist?" A deep mocking voice came and I cleared my throat, finally meeting the seemingly Black eyes of Prisoner 409. My breath catches in my throat as a slow smirk grazes his face. The handcuffs remained stuck to his hand as he slowly rubbed his bare chin. "Behave 4-0-9" The prison guard slapped the table before leaving and I was still frozen. "Why wouldn't I? Chocolate just happens to be my favorite flavor."

Filled with street smarts and book smarts, Arianna Lincoln reached her dream of owning her own restaurant. Reaching the dream of finding love, she's not that lucky in that department. What she definitely didn't expect was falling for her best friend's older brother in the most terrifying way. Being browbeaten to protect his little brother's best friend has been the most reckless thing Raizon Delacourde has ever done in all his years as a Mafia Boss. Pinpointing the new threats to his family and keeping his businesses afloat were his simple worries. Protecting his heart and mind from the smart mouthed ebony princess was never on his to -do list. March 13th 2019: Ranked #1 in Black Girl Magic

"I d-don't k-know how to kiss"He replied,looking at the ground. "Dont worry I gotchu" I smiled,leaning in.

Contrary to popular belief, I am not a violent man. Just because I am surrounded by violence does not make me someone who responds with aggression as soon as I am threatened. I feel no need to show my dominance to others to validate myself. Any and all past actions can easily be explained as accidental occurrences forced upon me by cause and effect. Cause: The only person to have ever survived one of my attacks happened to be a very powerful woman. Affect: I am now bonded to her. But like everything in this world, something must be taken if something has been given. Even if it was unwanted. Cause: My attack triggered her curse. Affect: I've laid bodies to rest in my search for her. Contrary to popular belief, I am not a violent man. And yet, the more time I spend with her, the harder it is to convince myself of that.

"Mine." His low growl of possession took my heart and the fate of my panties. They were soaked through with arousal. Damn it. I stroked his face as he sniffed the air. I prayed he couldn't smell my body's reaction to his. His hand slipped from my waist and traveled to the rip in my dress. "I can smell how much your body craves mine." My breath catches as his hand finds it home at the front of my panties. "Why don't you just submit yourself to me? Accept that you are mine and mine alone?" His hand was traveling lower, and he found my clit rubbing it through my underwear. I couldn't help but lean my head back and moan out at his skillful administration on my pussy."Moan, my name, my innocent mate. Tell everyone who is making you feel this pleasure."He had ripped my underwear off me and threw them across to hit another tree. He propped me up against the tree, causing me to hold onto his shoulders for support as his fingers took advantage of my spread legs, my dress completely exposing my pussy to him."Absolutely Ravishing." One of his thick fingers pumped its way into my hole, causing me to moan loudly into his ear. "Seth." ********* Seth Knight was not one for romance; everyone at Quillwood High School knew that. If you were a girl, you were in danger of being his next distraction. He would fuck a girl, the girl would fall in love, and he would leave. It was what had always happened. But there was a time before he had become a player. His old best friend, Belle Rivers, the innocent, sweet girl he had known since birth, kept the darkness at bay. Their mothers had been best friends since high school and conceived only months apart. They were destined to be. He was her protector, and she had kept him good, but when his dad died, the darkness crept into his heart, and the only one who could save him was forced to leave him. "Sample" (Mature scenes 18 +) {Highest rating # 29 in bestfriends ;) }

I watched as he slowly made his way up to me. Every step he took towards me, I stepped back until my back hit the wall. "If you know what I'm capable of, I advise you to lower your voice and lose that attitude." He said as he was still walking his way up to me. To be honest, I was really terrified but yet, I was also turned on by the way he was looking at me. Damn him for making me feel this way. "And if I don't?" I asked him, really wanting to know what he had in that evil little mind of his. My breath hitched as I felt him press his body against mine, he placed his hands on both sides of my face. I looked dead into his beautiful silver eyes. I could feel his body heat and that was only making me even more hotter. I watched as he leaned towards my ear where I felt hit minty breath hit my skin which only made the hair on my neck stand straight up. "I lay you across my knees and spank you until that plump ass of yours is red." Nineteen year old Reginy Garcia thought that her life was just as another normal day of any teenage girl, but all that change when she was walking home from a club. Kidnapped and taken away from her aunt and uncle. She steps into the world of mafias. And that's where she meets him. Dante King. The King of all mafias. Tension and hatred begins between the two of them begins to form, but soon Reginy finds out that she is going to need Dante's help to find out the truth about her parent's death and secrets will be revealed to who she really is. And Dante knows that he is the only one who can help and protect her. Will their hatred separate them and make them hate each other forever? Or will this bring them close together and let them see that the hatred they share is only a cover to hide away their true feeling for each other?