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The Bully (BWWM) by Tellymemore
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COMPLETE 🙂 Finally finding herself and gaining confidence after having a hard young life, Kimone goes off to find herself in the world only to find herself in the same area as a childhood bully that made her life hell. What will come of the two when they end up in each others lives again. ------ "I can't not have you in my life. I can't have you hating me." I was a stupid ass kid. "I don't hate you." she quickly responds. I look up to meet her eyes finally. She doesn't? That's a start I suppose. "I feel sorry for you." ⚠️ This book contains harsh language/ Sexual content/ Suicide triggers. #11 in BWWM - 08/13/21 #1 in White - 09/27/21 #2 in WMBW-08/25/21 #3 in blackgirl 08/25/21 #1 in lies 09/22/21 #1 in Lust 09/23/21 #1 in Wmbw 12/06/21
Forbidden (BWWM) by Tellymemore
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Alejandro is a ruthless Mafia leader who is used to getting everything he wants and more. Chy is a strong black woman who doesn't take crap from anyone and anything. What happens when the two meet? *** "Oh wait I think I do remember you, we met at Toris party right? You were the one who had a big ass ego." She snaps her fingers as if the memory is coming back to her. "Yea, that's right. Now I remember, how many I help you?" She smiles. I step forward gripping her throat tightly. "It seems you need a reminded of just how big my ego is Bella." I lean in and roughly bite her bottom lip with my teeth pulling on it. I expect her to back up but she doesn't, she stands her ground. She steps closer to me pressing her throat into my grip. She is always full of surprises, she is so enticing. #8 in black woman 10/15/21 #4 in Bwwm 10/21/21 #2 in black girl 10/23/21 #2 in killing 01/07/2022
Lilah by AshlynPope
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She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)
Without You by AshlynPope
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Aubrey Wilson has the heart of an angel. As the type of person to always trust in others, she's admirable to peers. A total darling, but with a sadness that encases her heart. Anyone could shrink down in fright at the receiving end of Luke Taylor's infamous glare. Tall, muscular, dark-haired, and handsome, he's no stranger on or off the field. Not a kind stranger either. A total brooding asshole, but with a sadness that encases his heart. --- "You didn't have to hit him or anything," I lie my head on his broad, strong shoulder. "He shouldn't have touched you like that," he tucks a curl behind my ear. ~Strong Language~ ~Mild Violence~
Arc-en-ciel by CoffeeGirl_10
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〚FEATURED〛 ⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒ "My pick-up lines are great." "Yeah, and I have a pet llama." "You do??" "No, idiot." ⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒ Arc-en-ciel (n.): Rainbow He's the perfect example of a thundercloud. He's rude, grumbly, and frightening to most- ready to harshly rain down on anyone in his way. She's a human sunbeam, at best. She's the kind of person with a sunshine personality that everyone adores- bubbly, nearly always beaming, and looking to spread smiles. Working with your polar opposite might seem like the worst thing that could happen. But around every thundercloud's rain, there comes sunshine. And with the sun and rain, come rainbows. ⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒ Featured in Wattpad Teenfiction's 'Funny Bones' Reading list [no idea how that happened lol] [#1 in Adorable | 1# in Cute | 1# in LoveAtFirstSight } [#1 in BadBoy | 1# in Boyfriend| 1# in Fiction ] [#2 in GoodGirl | #2 in Romance] ©All rights reserved, available only on Wattpad [Cover images do not belong to me, all rights reserved by owners]
SICARIO | BOOK THREE.  by tearsonmytshirt
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Freddie Bianchi and Juliette Dupont are polar opposites. She's hot, he's cold. She makes jokes, he takes them to heart. He's only an inch taller than her, and she makes fun of him ever chance she gets. He calls her a dumb blonde, and albeit she's heard the joke a million times, she takes it to heart when it comes from him. Freddie has a secret that's been eating him up from the inside for years, and Juliette can't seem to find happiness in anything she does. Put two people who've hated each other from the very beginning together- what could go wrong? Everything when secrets spill, loyalties get tested, and hearts get broken. This book is rated 18+ THIRD BOOK IN "THE BLACK HAND BROTHERHOOD" SERIES
SCORPIONE | BOOK TWO. by tearsonmytshirt
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Vitterio Rossi is a deadly, venomous man. He walks with the devil behind him, his tail between his legs and his head bowed. Anyone in their right mind should be absolutely terrified to get even a glance from Vitterio. Except Sorella De Luca, the Princess. She tests the man until his limits, but Vitterio would never cause the girl any harm. But she doesn't know that. Lovely Sorella fears Vitterio like the devil fears god, and although she defies and tests him every second she can, she cowards away from him when she isn't teasing him. Vitterio has sworn to obey his Don until the last drop of blood drips from his body. But could Vitterio's new task be his last? Could he shy away from the challenge? This book is rated 18+ SECOND BOOK IN "THE BLACK HAND BROTHERHOOD" SERIES Finished:
Sinful Addiction by demimartha026
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(Book #1 of Sinners of the Dark) He had a habit of dragging darkness just about everywhere he went. Darkness wrapped in Armani. His personality colder than a block of ice. She was loud, carefree and tainted around the edges. I played by the rules. I did what was asked of me. Until I met the one person that could destroy everything I had worked for. I hated him since our first encounter, and now I was forced to tolerate him. He was called gadyuka in Russia, but he was known as the Sin in the deep underground of New York. Handsome face filled with violence, commanding, gorgeous and deadly. A killer, a thief, a sociopath, and feared by all. A made man. He came dressed in all black. Gold cuff links. Tattoos burned into his skin. He had the ability to pin me to the ground with a single glare and made me feel things I didn't want to. He was absolutely unhinged. Frightening. Everything wrong and everything right. And he held the key to my cage in his palm. And before he crushed the key; I was going to fuck with the serpent, and then I was going to hunt him. He just didn't know it yet. - preview - "I'll fucking ruin your life, Elena. Corrupt every goddamn part of your body, and soul. And when I'm done with you, you'll get on your knees and thank me." His low voice snarled. Desperate. He backed me into a wall. He grabbed me by the throat, but didn't choke me. Just kissed me so deep I forgot whose air I was breathing. "I'm not fucking done with you, Elena. And if it is up to me, I'm not done fucking you either."
Octavius by demimartha026
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One of the most powerful man in the world. He was called Octavius. Cruel, coldblooded, and completely unobtainable. The Devil in a Brioni suit. The mere whisper of his name was like lethal poison that burned through the hearts of millions. Penetrating, and clear amber eyes that made grown men weep, and women burned with seduction. Behind the curtains, no one knew what he looked like yet he was always in control. It was a reputation he had fought to establish, one that brought him power, wealth and just about... everything. When a series of unfortunate events lands her into the very strong, powerful arms of Octavius, it was everything she'd been warned about. The beautiful brute, Octavius, moody and controlling in every aspect. She had never met a man as brutal, and stormy as him, someone she couldn't help but sprout wild, random phrases to, and offer hugs. A man that always gets what and who he wants because that's how his life works. Until it doesn't. Until he stumbles into a five-feet angel with the sweetest smile, and adamant about being friends. - preview - "Has any man ever made you so crazy you thought you'd die if you didn't get his cock inside of you? If you couldn't feel his fingers digging into your thighs as he spread you open and devoured you whole? Have you ever come over and over, so hard and so many times you couldn't be sure where one ended and the other began?" His strong, veined hands gripped the backside of my bare thigh, tracing over my skin, itching higher and higher and I could feel a deep ache building inside my lower region. My mouth slacked, at a loss for words, all I could do was whimper softly under his possessive touches. "Answer me." Big, forceful hands caressed my chin, almost gripping my neck, only retracting as I let out a tiny breathless sigh. His dark deep amber eyes were on fire with a carnal sexuality that I had never seen before. "Use your words."
midnight thoughts by johnschorwinson
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A compilation of short poems and quotes written by yours truly. Highest: #1 in poetry All Rights Reserved © John Schorwinson 2017 Marvellous cover made by @soundthealarm