One family makes its money from sex. Anything you can name when it comes to sex, there is money to be made. And there's lots of money to be made. The Stone family each have their specialty and their secrets. This isn't a love story, this is about sex and power. #1 Contemporary Lit #1 UrbanLife #1 Exotic Dancer #1 Wattpad AfterDark #1 St. Louis #1 Empire #1 Dancer #1 Strip Club #2 Celebrate Black stories

in which bonnie bennett and kol mikaelson find friendship and comfort in one another. COMPLETED

Adriana Britton wakes to brutality with no memory of her past. She's beautiful, broken, and unknowingly hunted by the Grant brothers, Eric and Roman-two cunning devils determined to make her atone for sins she can't recall. They want blood, but the biggest lie might be the one she's living. Someone's playing a twisted game. Who's truly the monster?

'Just one more kiss and we'll call it a night, just one more lifetime and then I'll let you go.' The Mikaelsons turning up to town was a problem that the people of Mystic Falls didn't know how to rid themselves of. As resident witch, Bonnie feels pressured by her friends to complete such a monumental task. However, she has bigger problems. Like the younger brother of the Mikaelson clan that she could almost swear she'd seen before. She just wishes she was wrong about that.

If Damon and Bonnie were soulmates bound by blood and magic-their love would transcend ordinary boundaries, existing beyond logic or pride. Their connection would be elemental and inevitable, a force that neither could resist nor fully explain. Damon, whose relationships are often defined by chaos and self-destruction, found in Bonnie something transformative: she inspired genuine growth in him, holding him accountable and refusing to compromise her values for his sake. Unlike his tumultuous romance with Elena, Bonnie and Damon's bond would be built on mutual respect, trust, and a rare vulnerability that allowed both to be their truest selves. ** A 'Bamon 'Damon/ Bonnie series of one-shots- based on the show The CW The Vampire Diaries. **BW/WM**

With a loose-limbed naturalness, she conveys naiveté, intellectual curiosity, and romantic yearning. Eric Northman shows the unassuming Tara Thornton a newfound thrill at being seen, however, complicated by the man holding her in his admiring gaze. She's open and vulnerable but no fool. Best of all, she embraces her paradox: She snickers at Eric Northman's predilections, but they also turn her on. *** You do not need to watch the show to enjoy this- Supernatural/ Paranormal- WM/BW- Fan Fiction based on the show True Blood***

It was the summer of '93, and the weather was almost hotter than the location. But then again, what could be hotter than hell? The Ninth! Some would assume that the steam which rose from the broken sidewalks in front of the brick apartment building justified the neighbor hood's nickname, the Ninth Circle of Hell. The heat wave however, had nothing to do with why people associated Messalina projects with Dante's Inferno. No, that honor went to the infestation of dealers, crack heads, boosters, and hoes. Dope boys handled their business like it was legal, and everyone learned to look the other way. If they didn't learn, then they never got the chance to look again. Life in the ninth operated by the code of the wild, predators ate and prey got eaten. The drug dealers sat on the top of chain. Boosters, strippers and hoes fell somewhere in the middle, while the crack heads and the civilians clung to the last wrung. Everyone knew their assigned roles and no one ever deviated from the script. Cleopatra James, an unremarkable thirteen year old girl, understood better than anyone, her dictated place in the procession. But that didn't mean she accepted the role she'd been given to play.