She ran from the life she was born into. Now, it's come to collect. For eight years, Imani Blackwood built a life far away from the crime empire she left behind. In Paris, she's not a Blackwood-she's Imani Laurent, a respected art curator, mingling with high society and securing priceless masterpieces for the world's elite. Her past is buried, locked away with the girl she used to be. Until Nikolai Petrov walks back into her world. Cold, calculating, and dangerously untouchable, he was the one risk she allowed herself. The man who got too close, who made her feel something real-until she discovered the truth. Nikolai isn't just a wealthy investor. He's the heir to one of Russia's most ruthless Bratva families. And he's known exactly who she was from the moment they met. Now, with her father demanding her return to Atlanta and Nikolai already waiting for her there, Imani is thrown back into a world of power struggles and dangerous alliances. Malcolm Blackwood expects her to broker a deal between the Blackwoods and the Bratva-but Nikolai has his own plans. She swore she'd never let herself love a man like him. She swore she'd never be owned by anyone. But some wars aren't fought with bullets-they're won with the heart. And Nikolai has never lost a battle.

She hated him as much as he wanted her, a thorn in her side ever since they met, and it had only gotten worse with each lingering gaze between them. As an aspiring journalist, Presley didn't believe in love-or lasting romantic relationships of any kind. The last thing she needed in her whirlwind of life was to get involved with her best's friends bodyguard-or rather the head of the Cosa Nostra. A man with little use of manners and secrets in his past. Tall, handsome and covered with tattoos, a living and breathing hazard with a cold nature and quiet demeanor. A beautiful monster dressed in leather jackets, and tight fitting shirts. A made man. Silvio had ever met a woman like her, who spent every minute glaring at him. One who he was consumed to touch despite his dislike for touch. A stubborn femme fatale with soft brown eyes and obsidian curls. A woman he'd been trying to resist for a long time. When a threat from her past lands her into the very arms of her nemesis and into a fake relationship, she's forced to get to know him and suddenly, their fake relationship feels more real than anything she had ever own. - preview - God, it felt right like this was where it belonged-this was where I belonged. And she felt it too, given by the slight rush of her breathing, and dazed eyes. There was always this magnetic pull and tug between us, so irresistible and consuming. "Silvio." She let out a small gasp, obviously not expecting me to touch her, and it burned. Everything right now burned but it felt good. Almost in an addicting way like the pain crossed the threshold and soared to become another feeling. "I don't think this is a good idea." "You want me to stop right now, say it but this is a damn good idea." I said in a gruff voice. "Tell me you don't want this, tell me it's a bad idea and I'll stop."

At nineteen, Kamo is doing her last year of high school. She is focused on her grades, especially after the last boy broke her heart. She finds herself falling for a man, someone who loves her and shows it, someone she feels safe with but she does not know him. Twenty-one-year-old Kaiser is the poster boy for all things awful and dangerous and he should not be getting involved with anyone long-term but something about Kamo made his heart flutter and he had to try, no one deserved her but him, will the stones his thoughts throw at his glass house cause the girl he loves to walk right out or will he be able to bury them all beforehand? *************** "You do know I have things to do, you do not own my schedule." Looking straight into my eyes as though he does not care, he brushes his lips across mine. "My patience is running thin with you, do not test me because you will not like what you see." He pulls me closer to him and he whispers "Be a good Kitten and listen to Daddy." *************** Set in South Africa. Start Date: 25 February 2021- End Date: August 2022 100k Reads achieved on 22 February 2024 Highest ranks 1 - African 1 - black fiction 1- teen-pregnancy 3 - Swirl 3 - Woman 7 - German 11- Black

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"Every bone in my body is begging me to devour you." He was just too close, clouding my senses and making my head foggy. "Every bone?" My voice was breathless, barley above a whisper as his calloused fingers lowered to drag across the inner flesh of my thighs. "There's one in particular just dying to know how it feels to be buried between your legs." His hands slid back down before hooking behind my knees to drag my ass to the edge of the table and press himself against me. An involuntary moan slipped past my lips. "Maybe you should find out." What are you saying, Quinn? He moved closer, pressing his face into my neck to kiss and nip at the skin some more. His lips moved up across my jaw, "I should, shouldn't I?" My mouth opened to reply but only a silent moan escaped me because his hand was beneath my skirt and his thumb was pressing deliciously between my folds. . . . Synopsis can be found inside. #1 - interracial #1 - excitement #1 - idkwhatimdoing #1 - justforfun