『 𝙉𝙊 𝘿𝙊𝙐𝘽𝙏 』 What happens when a 22-year old lands a job in a restaurant, and meets the owner's son. Excerpt from book: 《 His voice was low, raspy, laced with something of desire, maybe, but all I could hear was lust of the most unchaste kind. "You know, you drive me crazy,... so fucking insane. And it might just be my madness talking, but I have a feeling you want me." He approached, closing the gap between our two bodies. I tried taking a step back, but only felt the cold kitchen counter against my warm trembling palms. "Do you want me, dolcezza?" He whispered against my ear as his hands found their way to my waist. The heat between my legs was insufferable, and my pounding heart drummed against the walls of my chest. In my head, it was clear, I wanted him, but him, of all people? He lowered his hands to my hips and pulled me impossibly closer to him. I let out a shaky breath, that came out as a soft moan. Shit. "Then be a good girl, and say it." 》 ❦❦❦ Read trigger warnings first. I do NOT own any of the pictures or the music displayed in this book. Highest rankings: #1 in blackwoman #1 in trend #1 in slowburn #1 in forbidden #1 in trending #1 in blackgirl #1 in vote

She dreams of owning her own bakery one day. Baking is her passion and what she considers her dream job. She was content in life, just taking things one day at a time learning new techniques and recipes every day. She didn't think life could get any better, that is, until she met him. His life was already a successful one. He was a very private man who's only goal in life was to continue making more money, building his legacy up, despite coming from old money. He was content in life and wanted for nothing, that is, until he met her. ------- "Have a nice day." I told him with a smile as I gave him the box. "Have dinner with me." He told me." Here we go... "Have a nice day." I repeated with a smile. My customer service is excellent if I do say so myself. He gave a light laugh. "I'll see you around glykiá mou." He told me and just like that he was out the door. Highest rating: #9 in Interracial ~ May 2022 #1 in Baking~ August 2022 #3 in Interracial ~ August 2022 #1 in Rich ~ October 2022 Created: Sept 2021 Published: 5/18/22 Completed: 8/26/22

She was an undoubtedly beautiful model. He was a foreign billionaire labeled as a "womanizer", until her. "Chérie listen to me, we are not finished, I was wrong earlier. It wasn't just sex" He started, "Mais ne me testez jamais comme vous l'avez fait là-bas ou je vais vous baiser dans la semaine prochaine" he softly put his hand around my neck and pushed me into the bookshelf [Translation: But never test me like you did out there or I'll fuck you into next week] "Okay" was all I could manage to say as my mind went blank, as I looked up and his lust filled eyes "Good, now strip and sit your pretty ass on my desk" He commanded. Started: April 2021 Finished: February 2022 *NOT EDITED*

Running from hell isnʼt easy. Especially when someoneʼs dragging you back down into it. Belligerent, brash and always in shades of black, Freya is hardly a lady. Hidden away by her father, sheʼs lived a normal life despite being born into the dark waters of New Yorkʼs underworld. Heʼs cold, cruel and calculating, with a proclivity for destruction. Feared by even Made Men, Torren is the boss of the stateʼs most leachorous crime syndicate. Freya hates his crudity and possessiveness, but she canʼt deny the way her breath hitches at his rough touch, the deep timbre of his voice, and his dark, heated gaze. Torren hates her disobedience, her recklessness, and her chaos. To him, sheʼs only something to be tamed. And after he slips a ring on her hand, snatching away her future, she makes only one vow---to become his biggest torment.

AGE GAP STORY!!! WARNING: SUPER CRINGEE Beverly clover fawn, the definition of sweetness, the most precious girl as considered by her parents. but due to her father's business and busy schedule, he somewhere left his daughter behind. that's when someone else grabbed her hand, someone way older and dominating. Nikolai petrov, the Don of the Russian mafia and someone Beverly knew since she was a kid. *Secrets unfold, masks fall off and the past reveals itself*

This book is Completed --------------(student/teacher) "What if I told you he can't make you feel as good as I can?" Before I know it he pulls me into him. When his lips touch mine my first instinct is to kiss him back. His lips are so soft as they expertly move on mine. Mr. Morgan's hand moves to the back of my neck for better access as I run my fingers through his hair. He groans softly in my mouth as we continue our kiss. I feel like electricity is shooting through my whole body, begging me for more. Mr. Morgan seems to understand this need as his other hand grabs my waist and pulls me to him. I'm in a daze, drinking in his touch, his lips, his tongue as it meets my own. I've never been kissed this way, so hungry and passionate. A moan escapes my lips as Mr. Morgan presses me against the nearest wall, he moves down as he kisses my neck. His moves are desperate, enticing, it draws me in like a moth to the flame. Then I remember that he's my teacher, and I'm his student, and I have a boyfriend... ------------------------------------ Livia has it all great boyfriend, great friends, and a new teacher. When her senior year of high school goes wrong, starting with her boyfriend, she learns that there's no such thing as the perfect life. Even though she was living that facade for so long. Shawn is a History teacher with a past, he just can't help himself when it comes to Livia. But his past might come back to bite him in the ass. Not to mention the consequences of liking your student. ---------------- #wattys2017

"It appears you're correct," I observed. She rolled her eyes, closed them, and tossed her head back. "I don't like your disrespect," I snapped back. "Does it look like I care?" she inquired. I plunged the blade into her abdomen. She gently raised her head and returned her gaze to mine. "What the hell?" As she gazed down at her gushing wound, she stated it all too gently. "I said I didn't like your disrespect," I stated as I moved up to her and took it from her. I examined the blade. She gazed at me as if she were about to slaughter me. Unfortunately, she cannot. -- A Z A L E A E V A N G E L I S T A 19 years old, Smart but does dumb things, very crucial, loves coffee and puppies. G I O V A N N I S A L V A T O R E 22 years old, hot, uses fuck and shit a lot, ruthless, loves his son and killing. - Will they love easily? Or will it be tough to break one another?

Ranked #1 in Secret Affair (09/04/2019) Ranked #1 in Jared Leto (2/20/19) Ranked #1 in Forbidden Love (10/3/18) Kerri Sanchez has a crush on her best friend's father, Mr. Leto, and soon learns he's quite interested in her as well. Her instincts lead her into a whirlwind of passion with Mr. Leto only to discover his unexpected secret that will change her life. Will she use her instinct for good or stay caught in Mr. Leto's alluring clutches? Cover by Talia @iTeeMagic (Wattpad) [I do not own the pictures/gifs in this story.]

Completed ✔ "Look at me. Look at me!" Mathias's head wipes around do fast. I swallow my spit getting ready to say what's on my mind. "I know you don't feel the same but that doesn't mean you can avoid me like I have a virus. I don't care if you don't like me, that's fine. I'm going to still love you either way. I came to ask you to show me the movie." "Are you trying to make things hard on me. Seline can show you the movie. Ask her to set it up on the TV. I have work to do." "I didn't ask Seline. I'm asking you. I'm pretty sure you can work later." Mathias starts typing again. I'm so mad. He's so difficult. I get up going around then press the power button. "Why did you do that?" I go closer standing next to him. My hands crawl through his thick soft hair. I lean in so our eyes are meeting. "I. Want. To. Watch. The. Movie. Now." "You're really pushing my nerves. I might have lost hours worth of work." "I don't care. Movie." My hands move from his hair to hold his face. Even when he's driving me insane I want to kiss him. Touch him, do other things I'm don't know about with him. He consumes me and he doesn't know it. He pulls my hands away and picks me up putting my button on the keyboard. "Is this what you want?" "Yes." My breathing quickens. That slippery feeling coming between my legs. What is it? It feels amazing when I press my thighs together. Mathias holds my legs stopping me from doing so. He stands up to his full height. Towering over me. I peer up my cheeks redden. Mathias watches me and I can't help but lick my lips at the ravenous look in his eyes. I can see it now. He wants me. Reaching up I pull his shirt so he's forced to bend down. "If you don't show me the movie, I'll kiss you. It's your choice. Movie or a kiss." Mathias's eyes set on my lips. His eyebrow furrowing then suddenly he puts me down to the floor. "I'll ask Seline to make us popcorn." ... ~ A Forbbiden Affair Novel ~ book 1

|18+| ❛𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒊 𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 ❜ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Dark mysterious eyes. Fierce blazing eyes. Two enemies under one roof under the binds of an arranged marriage. While trying their best to ignore themselves and feelings just for the sake of their various companies, they couldn't help the sexual tension between them. There's a thin line between love and hate they say. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ "Sit on my face," I say firmly, laying down on the bed while she stares down at me like I had two heads. "But...how would you breathe?" Isabella asks, looking at my face and I chuckle. "That's my problem to deal with àmore," I urge her, seeing the lust on her face. "Just sit on my face, please."