"What I was going to say was selfish..." He mumbled. I edge closer to him until my hand slowly cradled his cheek. Tilting his head up to look at me. "Please let me know what it was." I beg him pathetically. He begins to chew his lip and that's when I knew he was nervous. Nervous about what? I'm not exactly sure. "With everything I said...I was going to say at the same time...never...leave me." He confessed painfully almost. That's when I lost all sense of control and pressed my lips onto his. Kissing him with all my strength and all the built up desire that's accumulated. I continued to kiss him until at some point my tongue made it's way into his mouth. Tasting a sweet flavor that I've never encountered. As I got deeper in the kissing I feel myself fly back into a tree. Slammed against it that I felt myself lose my breath. Trying to catch it, I look up at Achille. His eyes were now a crimson red that intrigued me. He shook his head and suddenly he was gone in a blur. Confused, I stood as I had to pop my back from the hard hit into the tree. Looking in the direction Achille ran off, I knew I couldn't see him because it'd be a blur. Always thought it was fascinating how when he runs you can't see it. Being a vampire must be...fascinating. Yet he makes it out to be hell. I can't understand that kind of complicity of being a vampire and the issues. I get it, they drink blood. Though there's multiple things beside humans that offer blood! He acts like it's so horrific. I would love to know what it felt like for a day. Just one day...

Bandile just started Uni, He wish someone had warned him about Zulu men!

Thrown into a marriage she didn't choose, Malwande must navigate love, tradition, and her own identity - all while falling for the man she never expected.

Beneath the Blood & Roses is a South African love story woven with danger, tradition, and redemption. Andile "Swenka" Cele, born into wealth but raised in the ruthless underworld of drugs and crime, hides behind power and violence. Amanda Zungu, a young aspiring educator that grew up with discipline, culture, and dreams far from Andile's world. When their paths cross, passion defies reason. Amanda's innocence collides with Andile's darkness, binding them in a love that is both tender and destructive. Their romance must navigate the weight of tradition, family disapproval, betrayal, and the ever-present shadow of Andile's criminal life. Through heartbreak, longing, and forbidden choices, Amanda and Andile must ask themselves: can love really bridge two worlds built to destroy each other, or will destiny tear them apart? © All Rights Reserved

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18+ Content Warning! *Completed* "If you tell me information on where my brother is, you'll both be free." He looks between us, his eyes dark. "Otherwise I'm going to take Dove upstairs and I'm going to fuck her." *** One night, Dove sneaks away. Deep in an unfamiliar pack, she attends the grandest party of the year hosted by the notorious Alpha Varian. There she in indulges in a night of sin at his hand, experiencing pleasure unlike anything she has felt before. However, Dove is the daughter of her own Alpha's war advisor. An Alpha she has had a torrid affair with for months, and who is Alpha Varian's enemy. When Alpha Varian's forces invade her home pack, she is whirled back into his clutches, where she learns the price of pleasure, and the inescapable bond forming between a man who is supposed to be her enemy.

No one even knew that it was possible, but seeing is believing. Usually werewolves meet their mates after they meet their wolves for the first time when they are 16 years old. What will happen when the young alpha meets his mate at the age of 6? Alana is a small abused 5 year old, Elijah is a overprotective 6 year old alpha. They have a connection like no one has seen before. What will happen if soulmates meet as such a young age? ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ This is my first book ever! There might be some spelling/grammar mistakes, it might be cliche. Who knows? Let's see what happens... I hope you enjoy! Comment and Vote! Pictures are from the internet and does not belong to me.

"You love the way I touch you, don't you, kitten? You can't hide it. Tell me to stop, and I will do that immediately?" I couldn't say anything; I was a complete wreck of nerves. He inched his face closer, and I arched my back so that it pushed my chest towards him. I couldn't control myself. I just wanted him to touch me. Needed him to touch me. "Do you still think that this is a mistake?" He asked, his lips curved in a teasing smirk. However, I was far too gone to argue. "I'm not going to touch you until you beg me." He stepped even closer. "Now, kitten, do you still think that this is a mistake?" *** *** *** **** In one single day, my entire life is turned upside down when Dad is brought back to the pack, lifeless and dead in every way. However, the last thing I would have expected was my mother to show up on our doorstep after thirteen years to take me in. Or maybe not, because nothing else can beat the insane attraction that I feel to this man. This man walking down the stairs and looking every bit like some Greek god of seduction. "Olivia, my husband, André." Wait... He's my stepfather?

You ever felt so much love for another person? Not the feeling of love you feel about a family member, the love that consumes you, the love you would do anything for, the love that has your mind in a loop, the love that no one would understand even if you tried to explain it, the love that you would live for....or die for.

I'm all business with an emphasis in PLEASURE! A playboy manager to one of the hottest music stars and lover of finer things. I'm dedicated to luxury, women, and status. It's everything that keeps you staying at the top in the music industry. When a slight incident at the airport left me clutching these cheeks, I palmed at her big sass. I'm mesmerized by her black winged blue eyes, thickest thighs, and a scream full of a Kitty's meow. This dark bombshell scratched my inner itch. Of pure sexual tension. Ms. Thick got me craving her cream! "When the knock hit my door, I opened it to the brightest blue eyes. She stood thick with her black trench coat tightly wrapped around her. Before I could even close it, she slammed it behind her pushing me back. The blue captivated me as we slowly walked backwards. When the bed hits my calves, I sit bouncing off the mattress. She shyly starts to open her coat, unbuttoning peaks of flesh. It flows off her shoulders, down her trembling body, so very slowly. Inch by inch, lace underwear, the see-through delicate material of an under nipple bra and sexy boy shorts. She's so fucking perky to my gaze. From the pointed pink nipples down to the tremble of a pouch in the middle. An easy growl releases for her slight soft rolls to the hourglass curve around her thick hips. All the curved ratio so noticeable that my lips ripped out a loud "FUCK" before I realized it!" ●Content/Trigger Warning: Foul Language. Explicit Sex. Mature 18+ Audience ONLY. ●"All Rights Reserved. Including all original text and artwork" ●Copyright; 2023, Ayla Aura ○○○Please DO NOT COPY my personal work. I share thoughts and expressions through my own words and art creations. Including my Book Cover.