"She served him a meal. He served her a life sentence." Laila Carter, a hard-working college student with dreams bigger than her wallet, takes a waitressing job to help pay for school. She's sharp-tongued, stunning, and uninterested in the men who fawn over her at work. But one night, the mysterious and powerful Demetri Vescari walks into the restaurant she works at-not as a customer, but as the silent owner and ruthless mafia leader hiding in plain sight. Demetri becomes obsessed with Laila's voice, her goddess-like locs, and the fire in her eyes. She resists him at every turn, sensing the danger he conceals behind his charm. But when Demetri blackmails her estranged father into agreeing to a marriage neither she nor her heart agreed to, Laila is thrust into a deadly world of secrets, power, and passion. And there's no walking away from a man who's decided you're his.

Kael Draven has known violence his entire life. Losing his parents at a tender age from a rogue attack forced him to grow up and raise his sister, making him overly possessive and protective of those close to him. Adora Blackwell never expected to be part of the supernatural world. Losing her mother and with her father being absent in her life, she's used to being independent and not trusting. But the night her skin is branded with a glowing mark, everything changes. She's thrust into a world of power, primal urges, and one ruthless Alpha who swears she's his... in every filthy, possessive way that matters. Kael Draven is not gentle. Not kind. He's dominant. Dangerous. And completely obsessed with the curvy, sharp mouthed half-witch who dares to defy him at every turn. ⚠️WARNING⚠️ THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE LANGUAGE AND MATURE THEMES ------ This book is available ONLY on WATTPAD! IF seen anywhere else, PLEASE report it. ------ ©️ queen_b_4. 2025. All rights reserved.

"Look I lost my job today and I'm really not having a good day, and to be quite honest I'm sick of rich fucks like you parading your egos around. So what could you honestly have that could help me!?" I spit out "Come work for my company. I have a position that would be just right for you. You need a job and I need your skills." He retorts with a raised eyebrow. _____________________________________ Trina McMillan is a successful CFO who worked her way up the corporate ladder finally landing a CFO position at her dream company only for her and her entire management team to get fired due to the CEOs temper tantrum after their nasty breakup. Jonathan Wyles is livid and just wants to make Trina's life a living hell. After all money is power. And how much will he spend to see her downfall? Ross Jacobs Jr. is the CEO/owner of the rivaling company who has had his eye on the company and their prized CFO for a long time. How far will he go to have her apart of his team and maybe apart of his life? Rankings: No. 1🥇- for Point of view 02/15/2023 No. 1🥇- for Love Triangle 02/16/2023 No. 1🥇- Slowbuild 05/27/2023 No. 1🥇- Contract 06/07/023 No. 1🥇- African American 06/23/23 No. 1🥇- bgwb 06/25/2023 & 06/06/2024 No .1🥇- heartthrob 08/09/2023 No. 1🥇- billionaire 08/29/2024 No. 1🥇- Jealousy 11/30/2024 No. 1🥇- wmbw 02/28/2025 [65,0000-70,000 word count]

"I saved your life Kleine, how are you going to repay me," Elias Schneider said to the poor girl. "I-I-I-I never asked you to save me," Jendayi stammered out while biting her lip to prevent herself from breaking down in tears. He grabbed her by her throat roughly and squeeze it enough to lock off her oxygen. "Oh but if I didn't you wouldn't be here now would you." Tears ran down her dark skin as she struggled to breathe.

{EDITING IN PROGRESS} She left me when I was locked away, taking my heart and something else I didn't know about along with her.....I am out now and I plan to have her again. Whether she likes it or not... Story Cover done by: ojclarke **ATTENTION! A brief but serious disclaimer*** This is a MATURE story. Meaning that it is meant for the audience of 18+. This Story's content is not meant for anyone under the age of 18. If you still decide to read this story then you do so at your own risk. I will not be giving warnings before every chapter that has sexual content in it. So please be forewarned now. This story also utilizes strong language and violence, so if you are of under age or sensitive to such things then continuing to read is strongly not advised by author. His Baby. Copyright © December 2015. All rights are reserved. No part of this story can be used or reproduced in any sort of way without my permission (characters, story plot, idea, etc) on this site as well as any other resources! Author has also taken precautions in registering this work through the Unites States legal copyrighting services. So the author can and WILL legally pursue actions if found that any part of this story is duplicated in any sort of way!

When she was 14, Dalia was sold to Matteo Martinelli, the former leader of the largest Italian mafia. Flash forward with his son, Vittore Martinelli as the new leader, Dalia is given to him as a birthday present after years in spent in the "safe house". Dalia struggles to fulfill a promise she made and get her old self back as Vittore tries not to fall for the black beauty. Will they go through all the lies, jealousy, betrayal, envy, lust and murder together all in the name of love? Because at the end of it all, she is still Property Of Vittore Martinelli. * * * "Lift your hand," I said looking at how he held onto his bicep with a tight grip. "Let me take a look at the bullet wound." "No tesoro. I can do this myself," Vittore grumbled and I gave him incredulous look. "Don't start that bullshit with me Vittore. Remove your arm and let me help you or..." I trailed off, not able to say more. I was still in shock but I could do this. "Just... just let me help." "No." I glared at Vittore. "Why are you being so damn egotistic?! Let me help you! Do you know what it was like to find you like... and to..." I couldn't even get all the words out. "Let me help you. Please." Begging wasn't something I'd ever do but I just needed him to let me help him. "No-" "Why?!" I suddenly exploded. "Why won't you just let me help you?!" "Because I don't know how to handle it ok?!" Vittore suddenly exploded, his dark eyes glaring at me. "I don't know how to handle these... feelings. Fuck tesoro you drive me crazy! Don't you see that? You make me question everything I've ever known and... I can't..." I watched Vittore as his expression turned determined. "Fuck it." He leaned forward and pressed his lips on mine. * * * WARNING! Mentions of death, torture, gore, abuse and other things related to the mafia.

Emery needed a job she was only a few days away from losing her apartment... Silas needed a maid-a live in one. Someone to clean and cook for him... What are the chances? #1 Interracial #6 BWWM

I turned around to walk out the bathroom but I froze. There, stood in the doorway was Caleb. He stared at me. He looked down at my hands. "Angel....what is that?" He asked, lowly. I was frozen, too scared to even the answer the question. "Angel." He warns. He began to stalk towards me. "Caleb wait. I can explain," I say, worriedly. I backed up into the bathroom. "Angel what's in your fucking hands?" He asks, angrily. I quickly turned around and slammed the door shut. Caleb started beating on the door, shouting for me to open it. I ran to the shower and got in the bathtub. Caleb continued to beat on the door til it came crashing down. I cowered in the bathtub. Suddenly the curtains were ripped back. I let out a bloodcurdling scream. 18+ PEOPLE!!! There is sexual content in parts of this book.

"I'm pregnant with your child, Alex." Sophia was determined on convincing Alexander that besides her being pregnant, they couldn't work out. "And I know that. Now, stop think of all the bad things that could happen. Give me one reason why we could and we could run with that." Alexander was determined on making Sophia his. He wanted her to realize that even if she wasn't pregnant, he'd still want her. She'd still be his. - (Yes, this story includes black characters and Sophia Matthews happens to be one of them. If you have a problem, I'm going to kindly ask you to not read this book now. If you get into the book and have a problem with interracial dating, then I'm going to kindly ask you to get the fuck out and suck my dick. Enjoy! Vote and comment❤️) Rankings: #4 in bwwm - February 19, 2019 #1 in blackwoman - June 27, 2019 #12 in possessive - July 18, 2019 #29 in interracial - July 21, 2019

My body was stuck. I wanted to move but I couldn't. He leaned down and our lips crashed together. He made the kiss deeper by adding tongue and picked me up giving my ass a squeeze. Earning a moan from me. He began walking upstairs and went straight to my room throwing me on the bed. "I missed you so fucking much." He said aggressively as he took his clothes off. I started taking mines off as well. He laid over my body kissing me again then breaking it-pressing his forehead to mine looking me in my eyes. I arch my back as he reach down to my soaking pussy and he started stroking my clit. "Always so fucking wet, I fucking love it." He continues to rub his fingers up and down my slit. Sticking a finger inside of me every so often. I moan out against his fingers on my clit. "Fuck this I need to be inside of you." He grunts. A love story about Antonio Russo & Shakayla Janai. Not fully edited! Let me know if I made a mistake somewhere!!! But not to much tho 😚 some of y'all be getting smart in the comments 🙃 I definitely return energy.