When Alaia married the billionaire, Agastya Singhania, she was okay to be stepped in a loveless marriage. She knew from the start that she'd always be the Unloved Bride but then what about the soft corner that she's going to develop for her husband? Will she ever be loved even if she loves him with all her heart? Will she ever be enough? How can she be okay with the fact that her husband is still in love with his girlfriend who's dead?

Like many low elves in the kingdom of Edresh, Morana was orphaned as a child during the war against neighboring Araphel. But Morana is more fortunate than most, and is taken to live in the palace as a companion to a captive princess, Astreia. She and Astreia become like sisters, and Morana nurses a tension-filled friendship with the sometimes cruel, but always charming High Elf Prince Tievel. But even with the war over, all is not well in Edresh. A curse spreads through the land, raising ghouls and monsters and stealing the lives of the unborn. Yet it is ignored by the High Elf nobility, whose immortality renders such concerns beneath them. Then, the king-Tievel's grandfather-is killed by a magical Araphelian assassin known as a Reaper. When Morana encounters the Reaper as he's making his escape, he reveals a truth that Morana had long-denied: she is one of the last Deathsingers, a wielder of the very same forbidden magic that inspired the king's savage assault on Araphel. Furthermore, her ability to Sing away immortality might just be the key to stopping the horrors slowly consuming their world... But only if she is willing to condemn those like her dear Tievel, who have only ever known eternal life, to the cold permanence of death. To right the wrongs of long ago and prevent the world's unraveling, Morana must dive head first into the sort of danger she's always avoided and venture into Araphel with her friends. But the Reaper is always close behind, a constant reminder of both what Morana is and the impossible sacrifice she might be called upon to make... Season 1 on The Deathsinger WARNING: This story contains depictions of violence and depictions of sexual assault that may not be suitable for some readers.

When Alexis agrees to help the school's player, she must guard the secret that could unravel everything - even as unexpected feelings complicate the game. *** What happens when Alexis Dawson, the 'resident loser' of Redwood High, agrees to help the school's notorious player, Aaron Walker? How can she stop herself from falling for him? It isn't all love and romance - Alexis has a secret of her own. Join them on a journey of jealousy, betrayal, trust, friendship, and love. A little favour just got a whole lot more complicated. *** He was so close, his breath hit my lips. His eyes darted from my eyes to my lips. I stared intently, awaiting his next move. His lips fell near my ear. "Shut up and kiss me" He whispered roughly. A chill shot up my spine. I pulled back, staring at his eyes and leaned in...

❛❛under all that fucking inked skin, i still see right through you.❜❜ [COMPLETED + UNEDITED] MATURE CONTENT! On her 21st birthday, Jelani Elias River decides to get a tattoo. She's encountered him before and assummed that they'd never see one another again. Once bad boy - Mr. Know-it-all, Xavier Richard-Jean inks her for the first time, she can't get enough of him. She seems to love every pathetic aspect about life, he romanticizes death. He convinces her that their relationship doesn't exceed past the bedroom but when he begins to find an unfamiliar affection for the passionate Jamaican-Nigerian girl, they both can't seem to help falling for one another. * full disclosure: i was young when i wrote this. that says it all. COPYRIGHT © KORA VIANNE 🤍 BWAM, INTERRACIAL, ROMANCE.

The veins in his hands contracted as his fingers squeezed my throat, applying enough pressure, resulting in my pussy squeezing tighter than his hand and my head lolling back. "Look at me, Valentina," his gruff voice commanded. He stopped for a second, causing me to raise my head and look at him. "Why'd you stop?" I whined. He was dripping sex as he looked at me, his thumb running softly over my lips, before pushing forward into my mouth. My lips latched around it instinctively, the rough pad of my tongue swirling around it. "You look so good when I'm fucking you, especially with my finger in your mouth," he muttered, drawing even closer. "Makes me wonder how you'll look with something else in that pretty little mouth of yours, hmm?" he said, voice dropping to a deeper octave, deeper than how deep he was in me right now, matching the drop my stomach made with it. ~ Twenty-three year old Valentina Walker teaches at Horvath University as an English professor. She's sexy, independent and isn't afraid to talk back. Twenty-one year old Giovanni Samuels is a student that majors in English. Undeniably handsome, oozes sex appeal and caught the eye of Valentina. What happens when they can't help but be attracted to each other, despite all the consequences and everything that pushes them apart? Highest Ranking #1 in forbidden #1 in blackgirlmagic #2 in 2021 #2 in newwritter #2 in whiteman #3 in whiteboyblackgirl #6 in italian #14 in romance #24 in 2020 •The pictures in this book do not belong to me. •Cover was amazingly done by @MiaBSmith

In a world where a rumor can end a career, and a single picture can turn a life upside down, can two worlds colliding survive the impact to live another day?

The air smelled of gasoline and death. That's what woke me first. Not the searing pain in my side or the impossible heat coming from somewhere behind me. No, it was the smell. And then the memories hit me like the bus hit the tree. And I was rolling down the side of a mountain, surrounded by ten other screaming kids and three panicked adults. All of which had a ninety six percent chance of death. My eyes were open. My emerald eyes, so rare that only two percent of the population had them. And my throat was burning, and my skin was tingling. And all I could think about was the probability that I was dying. Scattered around me I knew were twelve other people with a ninety nine percent chance of already being dead. And I didn't look around to find out. Because I knew I was one hundred percent right.

MISTAKES WERE MADE. FRIENDSHIPS WERE DESTROYED. BUT NOW HE'S THE ONLY ONE WHO COULD HELP HER. Cassalyn Diao has made a dangerous, faceless enemy, and the only people in the world who could help her are the same ones she had abandoned six years ago. But she doesn't have a choice. Her sister is missing, her family doesn't care, and her adversary is too much for even her to take down alone. Marcus, Earl of Farnsworth, had lost his heart to the dark-haired spy years ago and still hadn't gotten it back. When she arrives at his doorstep half-dead and bleeding, he decides that he'd do anything to return her back into his arms. Whatever it takes. But they'll have to outwit their lethal opponent first, and as the clock ticks forward and the people closest to them are thrust into jeopardy, Marcus and Cassalyn find themselves in danger of losing much more than just their hearts in this game of cat-and-mouse. (Book One of The Sable Sisters Duology) Winner of the 2021 Wattys, Fantasy & Most Engaging World Wattpad Editor's Choice Formerly a Wattpad Original novel