VIOLET I've been called too much since the day I grew hips and learned how to use my voice. Too loud. Too soft. Too thick. Too Black. Too hungry for men who never knew what to do with me. That's fine. Let the weak choke on my flavor. I came here to work. A two-month contract with a secretive werewolf pack, patching up warriors and pretending the whole fated mates thing doesn't apply to humans like me. Then I met him. Leon Starling-six-foot-six of alpha arrogance, with glacier eyes and a body built to sin. King of the Crescent Moon Pack. And apparently... fated to me. Our first meeting? In his oversized, overcompensating office. He told me to show respect. I told him to choke on it. "You're in my territory, human," he growled. "And you're in my light," I said. "Move." The problem? I don't want to be claimed. I want to be taken. But every time I lean in, he backs off. Like he's scared I'll break. "I don't want to hurt you," he says, voice hoarse, fists clenched. I smirk, slow and wicked. "Then you're not man enough to fuck me." ⸻ LEON She walked into my office like she belonged there. No fear. No scent of submission. Just fire, hips, and attitude. She was supposed to be another healer. A professional. Temporary. Not mine. But the moment I scented her, I knew. Violet Blues is everything I've been searching for-and everything I shouldn't touch. Defiant. Human. Forbidden. She looks at me like she dares me to try. Laughs like she knows I already lost. "You think your little attitude makes you strong?" I snapped. "No," she purred, dragging her gaze down my body. "But it makes you hard." I should've walked away. Should've buried the bond howling in my blood. Instead, I backed her against my desk and nearly begged. She doesn't want love. She wants to be ruined. "Say it again," I growl, my voice raw. "You're not strong enough to take me," she whispers. And that's when I knew- She wasn't sent to complete me. She was sent to destroy me

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With spending her young adult life working to pay off her debt as an escort at a private brothel, Venus has lost her zest for life. But when two men came with the intention to buy her, everything changes.

Completed ✅️ Nora desires two things, finishing her degree in creative writing and saving enough to finally be free from her mother's abuse. So she's not prepared for the unexpected meltdown of her one safe space on wheels or the silent brute mechanic who's chosen to repair the damages. What happens when Nora, who isn't seeking a relationship, falls into the orbit of Mr. Silent, James? The universe moves galaxies to bring the two into each other's worlds. James sets out to fix what is broken, but along the way, repairs so much more. ~~~ James let's go of me and spread my folds apart with his thumbs. I feel as he spits on my pussy and before it can slide all the way down he flattened his tongue rolling the center around my clit. Each circle around rubs his piercing in a way that feels like the best feeling imaginable. "Shit slow down." I beg because the way he's ravishing me feels too much. I try to move away from his mouth but James just holds me down, palm flat on my stomach. "Where do you think your going?" "Its too much." I plead to him. "You know what to say baby if you want me to stop." He pauses as if to create space for me to say my safe word. But I don't. "That's what I thought. Stay still and let me finish." Started: April 11, 2025 Ended: August 10, 2025 Cover was made by chrissy_too_nice22

Everett Carter, formerly known as Adam Lancaster, was the son of psychopath. his other personality, Adam, had taken over his body for the past 18+ years. Finally, he has his own body back and is ready to move on from his trauma caused other personality. His Friend, Kal, ends up putting his niece in the same apartment as Everett without their knowing. When Everett gets to know her, he finds out that he's capable of this kind of love. but will he allow himself to feel it? or will Adam come out and ruin any chance of love for Everett.

I cupped her face, planting a soft kiss on her beautiful lips. "Don't ever run from me, baby," I said softly, letting my thumb trace her jaw. "I love the chase." Her jaw tightened, her hands coming up to try and move mine. "Stop calling me baby, Ezra," she snapped, eyes flashing. I couldn't help but grin, dropping my voice to something low and dark. "Ohhh, now my baby has a problem with me calling her baby?" She shot me a glare, but I just tucked her hair behind her ear, pressing another kiss to her lips-gentler this time, lingering. "You don't get to tell me what to call you, baby." I leaned in closer, brushing my nose against hers. "You're whatever the fuck I call you."

Allen Cole McGregor was bred to hate. A fourth-generation neo-Nazi with blood on his knuckles and a five-year prison scar on his soul, Cole trusts only his name and the men who share his views-until the night they turn on him. Left to die on a snow-covered road out in the middle of nowhere, breath thinning, he welcomes the cold when it comes... and then opens his eyes to an angel. But.. She isn't what he was taught angels look like. Angel LeeAnna Brooks didn't plan to find a stranger bleeding in her path. She didn't plan to move faster than the fear growing inside of her, while hoping and praying that the man before her had no affiliations with the devil himself. After the swastika tattoos screamed their presence beneath his blood-stained clothes, Angel feared the man might be a demon, and she had no idea how to handle that revelation. Their collision is gasoline and a match: a Black woman hiding from pain and loss, a white man raised in a creed of rot, both trapped on a secluded homestead where winter is closing in and secrets stalk the walls. As enemies circle and old lies unravel, Cole is forced to confront the poison in his bones-and the one person willing to see the boy he buried alive. This is not a safe love story. It's a reckoning. Redemption has a cost, and crossing the line means someone-maybe both of them-won't come back the same. Trigger + Themes: racial tension, betrayal, survival, slow-burn redemption, enemies-to-lovers. ***MATURE 18+*** *AMAZON PUBLISHED BOOKS ARE EDITED TO REFLECT CHANGES NOT AVAILABLE ON WATTPAD* This is a Curvy Community Romance: #DISCLOSURE #CelebrateBlackStories #EyesLipsFierce #wattpadbookshelves ⛔️TRIGGER WARNING: This story is MATURE. It contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts/racism/violence. There are explicit depictions of sexual acts written within the context of this story. If this is offensive or triggering for you, please do not read this story. Thanks.⛔️

He blocked her in. She shut him down. Now, the whole town is waiting for the explosion. Sage Woodson didn't come back to Liberty Creek to fall in love. She came to bury her grandfather, sell his estate, and get back to her life as a high-powered Chicago ER nurse. She has a plan, a timeline, and zero patience for the locals. Especially not for the arrogant Fire Captain driving a midnight-blue F-150 who thinks he owns the road. Captain Connor Stapleton is used to being the hero. He's used to respect. He is not used to a curly-haired tourist publicly questioning his manhood in a crowded coffee shop parking lot. They were supposed to be enemies. But when Sage inherits her grandfather's rusted-out 1969 Chevelle, she realizes the only mechanic in town skilled enough to save it is the very man she swore to avoid. A wager is struck: Connor has one week to get the engine running. If he fails, Sage leaves for good. If he succeeds? She owes him a date. But late nights in a humid garage have a way of blurring the lines between fighting and flirting. As the engine roars to life, so does a possessive, feral hunger that neither of them expected. Connor doesn't just want a date. He wants to ruin her for anyone else. And Sage is realizing that the only thing scarier than leaving... might be staying. Small town. Big truck. Massive attitude.

NOW ON KINDLE UNLIMITED! Read the full story, including exclusive scenes, via the link in my bio! 🔗 He came for a hiding place. He stayed for the cook. Serenity Davidson has no time for strays. She's too busy running the best soul food catering business in Greensboro and keeping her heart in the Dudley neighborhood. As a proud Dudley High alum, Serenity knows how to handle the heat but she isn't prepared for the starving, half-dead man collapsed on her front porch. She does what she does best: she feeds him. He says his name is Kevin. He says he's an unemployed factory worker with "bad asthma." He is lying. He is Lorenzo Moretti, the ruthless Don of the Sicilian Mafia, battered and hiding in plain sight. He intended to heal, exact his revenge, and disappear. But after weeks of Serenity's soul food, her warm bed, and her sharp tongue, Lorenzo realizes he has a new addiction. He's not just going to take back his empire. He's taking the cook with him.