nir·va·na a state of perfect happiness; an ideal or idyllic place. where we see what happens when an emptiness that one thought could never be filled is overflowing. when two lost souls find each other. where a broken record plays a perfect harmony. when after years of searching, you find nirvana.

"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."

kis·met /ˈkizmit,ˈkizˌmet/ noun destiny; fate. how do you know when you've met your soulmate?

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[This is a spin-off of The DILF but can be read as a stand-alone] [The story you are about to read is intended for readers age 18+ due to its sexual content and language. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion.] There was nothing Ophelia wanted better than to gouge Nikolai's long-lashed, consuming blue eyes out with a butter knife and mail them to the rest of the Alvonich family. Too bad they were in a very public, very esteemed place - Mikhail's wedding. "You don't think I'll press the button?" Nikolai's breath was warm and teasing in her ear. Ophelia had no idea what possessed her to take up his challenge of a vibrating thong, except that it was too late to back out now. She turned to glance at the infuriating man beside her. "Honestly, I don't care. It won't affect me." "Sweet Ophelia," he whispered, surprising her by flicking his tongue into her ear. Jumping, she glared at him, ignoring the important guests at her table, her father included. Before she could curse at Nikolai, he pressed the button, the swearwords turning to soft moans under her breath. Gripping the edge of the table, Ophelia felt the attack on her cl!t like a burn to her skin. Her father shot her a concerned look from across the table and Nikolai's voice was again in her ear. "Before the end of the night, Ophelia, we will f**k," he promised, releasing his finger from the remote control. "Only this time, it will be my name you scream."

[SAMPLE] Reed frowned, his eyes filled with confusion when he saw that Lena seemed to be fine. "I heard a scream," he announced stiffly, standing awkwardly over Lena's bed. Beneath the sheets, Lena was torn between renewed arousal and slight mortification. Embarrassment won. "Everything's fine," she muttered, trying to discreetly disengage the battery-operated toy from between her thighs. It was a thick phallus, way too thick to silently exit her wet pússy, but finally, finally, it popped out. "But you screamed." "Because I came, Reed." His bewilderment only grew. "Came where?" And that was when Lena knew that even after what had happened between them last night, Reed was still like a newborn, an innocent. He might have been the most intelligent guy she knew but in many ways, he was still the boy he'd been before the accident that had marred his life. So she heaved out a sigh, clamping her thighs together when she felt his gaze scorch her damp skin. "I had an orgasm, Reed." She calmly spelled it out, wondering if she should mention that it was his cock she'd been imagining inside her. Now that she knew what he was packing, it was impossible to get the image out of her head - not that she was trying. Reed swallowed, a blush creeping up his neck. Lena was instantly turned on by that blush, by his obvious discomfort and arousal. So she did the most natural thing that came to her. She pulled her sheets away.

[Edited Version ● Alternate Ending] "I will savour every part of your body; every nook and every cranny. I will make you feel like my last meal. And I will do it with your husband in the next room." Sofia's breathing became ragged. She held the stupid cookbook to her chest like a lifesaver, but she couldn't stop her heart bashing against it. And Vaughn? His hand had somehow slipped up the hem of her dress... (Cover by @ilovepizaaaa)

14 year old Aaliyah "liyah" and 15 year old Dave East grew up together in Harlem, they was the best of friends, he was Aaliyah's first,but things took a turn when Aaliyah move away, to Chicago... 6 years later.... 20 year old Aaliyah moved back to New York right after graduating from college to start her New career of being a model... 21 year old Dave now run Harlem with his music,and providing for his 3 year old daughter, making sure she get everything she needs, he is his own boss and gets to have anything his way... what happens when they cross path....

Coming May 1, 2020... Watch her build, watch her grow and watch her survive with tears in her eyes, but not tears of fear nor was it tears of hurt. It was tears of happiness, tears of finally conquering her fears. From this man. "I wanna go! I don't wanna stay, PLEASE! I-I don't wanna stay" Heaven cried pulling on....Read to find out *This book contains INTENSE SEXUAL CONTENT and VULGAR LANGUAGE⚠️❗️this book have VERY HARSH ABUSE & SEXUAL ABUSE❗️❗️ if not comfortable with these things this book is NOT for you! Update every 3days✨ I'm editing this book into a 3rd person Pov instead of a 1 first. PLEASE DO NOT COPY MY BOOK! I PUT ALL MY HARD WORK INTO ALL MY BOOKS, SO I PLEASE BEG OF YOU DO NOT COPY. IF YOU SEE ANY SIMILAR TO OTHER BOOKS PLEASE LET ME KNOW!!!

Uchemba aka Chi didn't grow up with a silver spoon nor a perfect family. From an Abusive father and a drugged addicted mother she knew that wasn't the life she wanted. Now 22 owning her own Real Estate that was the top of New York she felt accomplished...but the only she yawned for was the feeling of LOVE. 24,656 words