I dragged my nails lightly over his chest, slow, my eyes locked on his. "You told me I was in control, remember?" My voice dipped lower, sultry, daring. I leaned close enough that my lips brushed his ear. "Then say it, baby. Say you're my bitch." A dark laugh rumbled from his lips, low and sinful, the kind that made my stomach flip. His eyes didn't waver, didn't blink. "I'm your bitch," he said...calm, but hot as fuck. The words rolled off his tongue like he'd been waiting to say them, and God, the way he said it almost made me melt right there.

"𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐈 𝐚𝐦?" "𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧." ... Antoinette Santil has spent the past nineteen years of her life concealed from the reality of the real world. Her day-to-day routine consisted of ballet practice, bookstore, and gardening. Even though the ballerina was aware of her monotonous lifestyle, she never had the urge to divulge the actuality of her life, That is, until she got wrapped up into Micheal Benedict's hurricane. His past three years were spent inside the New York federal prison and after being released the only thing Micheal Benedict wanted was to be alone. That was until he encountered the same doe-eyed girl that his entire family has forbidden him from even speaking to his entire life. Despite them being polar opposites and prohibited from being around each other, the two find themselves extremely intrigued by one another. But it doesn't take them long to find out exactly why their families didn't want them engaging with each other... But without rain, there's no flowers.

"This is your home. This is where you belong." There wasn't any second-guessing, we were all on the same page. Mature content Copyright ©️ 2024 by CloseDistance All rights reserved. No portion of this book may be reproduced in any form without written permission from the publisher, or author, except as permitted by U.S. Copyright law 🏅#1: Polyamory 07/31/2024 🏅 #4: bwwm 11/28/2024

WARNING: SEXUAL CONTENT!! A story in which a woman is married off to a war general who leaves for a five year war. When he comes back he is nothing like the man she met all those years ago. Unedited

"Tell me you don't want that," his darkened eyes clashed with her dazed ones, "Say it, and we'll stop right now. Tell me, and I'll go." Silence hung in the air, the distant hum of passing cars and crickets fading into the night. "Cause I have every intention of making you my wife, the mother of my kids, my everything. I want that. I want you. Understand?" Her eyes welled up, and her lips trembled as she swallowed hard, then nodded quickly, "I want that too." "That's what I thought, baby." ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ Cerise Rowan liked to keep things simple. Her days were a steady loop of sleep, eat, study, repeat. She told herself she valued comfort, though in truth, change terrified her. With change came anxiety, and her mind, already a delicate balance, struggled to cope. Her favorite S-words: sleep, solitude, and snacks, were enough to keep her "mild" disorder in check. Until another one entered her life. Well... two. If you count sex. ♡ Saint Novak lived by two rules: stay comfortable and take each day as it came. With his intimidating presence and (mostly) emotionless exterior, he wasn't exactly easy to get to know. He didn't waste time on dead ends, keeping his life decisively organized. People and things included. But Saint's problems were far from "mild". For years, he believed he had nothing to lose. Now, he's learning what it means to have goals, to want more, and to keep what's important to him close. So what happens when he walks into his parlor and is greeted by a new face? A very pretty face. One that stirs desires he didn't even know he had. Well, one taste of her is more than enough to set a few more goals.

(The rest of my main characters in other books are not described and are meant for the reader to imagine however they want. But this story is specifically bwwm as I was asked to create) Willow, a soft and innocent goody two shoes who is just trying to make ends meet to support herself and her dad, takes up a new job as a maid in one of the richest neighborhoods in the city. She expects it to be like all of the other cleaning jobs she's had until she finds out her new boss has a son her age. Isaiah, the menacing bad boy who isn't used to the rich life. He's actually used to much worse, and it shows. Although she thinks the two are too different and Isaiah isn't the kind of person or lives the kind of lifestyle Willow is used to, she finds herself being around Isaiah increasingly often, contrary to his seemingly bad influence. Can she handle it? (Warning: story contains smutt scenes, second hand embarrassment worthy scenes, and mature language)

JAXON VAN KIRK. The mystery man recently released from prison for murder has the entire town in flux. While struggling to catch up after years of being locked away, he meets an individual who threatens the conditions of his probation. But in the name of love, he questions whether the consequences of returning to prison are entirely that bad in comparison to the heavy emotions he feels for her. NYAH HAWKINS. Cheer, graduation, Harvard. All three were the mean girl's motivations in life. That was until the inexplicable man entered her small town and miraculously swayed her head. With her parents being people of the law who could easily get him sent back to prison, she indulges in a cryptic, secret love affair that comes with repercussions for both. • Interracial @sol.she

Carla has never had a boyfriend and she hates all the days of the week, especially Tuesdays. She wakes up grumpy every day and believes she's therefore unlovable. But, one Tuesday morning spent in Dante's presence and she wants to believe otherwise. He's straightforward, albeit a bit rude, tells her she's beautiful in a sultry Spanish accent, and he knows how to cook. Carla doesn't know it yet, but on this fateful Tuesday, she will learn what it means to truly live, love, and cry. All in that order. Dante has a dangerous past and she's about to partake in the most epic battle of her young life. • • • • • He suddenly grabbed the sides of my face with his hand, fingers squeezing into my cheeks until my lips parted like a fish. He turned my head to meet his glare. "Shut your fucking mouth, cariño. Or should I use my cock to help you? You are full of backchat and it's causing my Spanish blood to boil." "Shut me up then," I gritted. "I'm starting to wonder if your threats are real." • • • • • COMPLETED [Mature] "I love this book 😩" @LuvBlackwomen "Miss author, you eat up EACH AND EVERY chapter 👏🏾👏🏾!! You really put ur whole bookussy into the details and descriptions 😫😫" @kittyxxxtravaganzaa "At this point saying I love this book is just stating the obvious. Definitely going in the favorite list." @hereforthesuperb This is book one in the Daybreak series. Add it to your library and never miss a bonus chapter. © 2022 Lady Altagracia. All rights reserved.

A'roya, a black woman trapped in an abusive marriage controlled by both her mother and husband, discovers that she has a mate who happens to be a vampire. Initially disregarding this revelation, A'roya eventually realizes that she deserves a life free from abuse and unhappiness. She embarks on a journey to find happiness, even if it means being with a temperamental and verbally abusive vampire who is willing to do anything for her. A'roya yearns to escape the clutches of her husband and mother, but numerous obstacles stand in her way. As she navigates her path to freedom, she faces the daunting challenge of protecting her minor siblings and ensuring her father's safety from her mother's wrath. Will A'roya overcome these obstacles and break free from her abusive circumstances? What lies ahead for her as she embraces her vampire mate and strives for a better life?" ---/--- "You're distracting me-ah, Vincent!" He put his hands on my waist, pulling me closer to him. I'm not used to being so close to a man without being hit. The last time I was safe in a man's arms was when I was a kid with my dad. "A'roya," he whispers, admiring my face. "Vincent," I whispered back, playing with the wet hairs on the nape of his neck. "I love you." I must've smiled so damn wide. I put my forehead on his, trying to reel in tears. God, I'm such a crybaby. "I love you too." Vincent sighed confidently. "Oh, I know." I sighed and rolled my eyes. At this point, I'm used to this man. (EDITED TO A READABLE STATE.) Word count: 52,464 😈 are the mature chapters 🤭 started: July 14th, 2022 ended: November 25th, 2022 30k reads on 11/21/22 40k reads on 11/27/22 50k reads on 12/3/22 70k reads on 12/15/22 80k reads on 12/23/22 90k reads on 1/2/23 100k reads on 1/15/23 🥇151 in Vampire 12/30/22

That family is filled with nothing but horrible people. The Russos, one of America's and Italy's most opulent families. Everyone fears and respects them. Although they're very well-known, nobody truly knows how dysfunctional that family is. That is, until Lia Hale gets caught up with one of the Russo quadruplets. Eliomar Russo, the oldest, not to mention the heir to the Russo empire. ~ "The world doesn't revolve around you, Elio," I heard Francesca say to her brother. "Can't you just be open-minded for once?" Ellie sounded annoyed. Whatever it was the two were discussing, I think it had something to do with Elio and I's relationship. Highest Rankings: #1 in swirl #1 in wealthy #7 in celebrity #1 in bgwb #1 in wmbw #4 in interracial #1 in money 9/29/2022 #14 in teen fiction #1 in billionaire 9/18/2022 #6 in rich 9/29/2022