Sixteen-year-old Danica has always flown under the radar-quiet, observant, with her head buried in romance novels and her heart tucked safely behind well-built walls. After transferring to a new school, she's relieved to finally escape the judgmental stares and mocking whispers of her old one. She's not here to stand out-just to survive. But then she meets him. Xavier Moreau is everything she's not-charming, magnetic, and universally adored. The golden boy of the school. The one who makes her laugh in English Lit, steals glances when he thinks she isn't looking, and somehow knows she likes apple juice and purple highlighters. She tells herself it's nothing. That he treats everyone like this. That a guy like Xavier doesn't fall for girls like her. Except... maybe he does. As whispered rumors swirl and lines blur between friendship and something more, Danica must decide if she's willing to risk her carefully guarded heart-or let it slip away in the name of playing it safe. Because sometimes love finds you when you least expect it. And sometimes... it writes a story all its own. A slow-burn, coming-of-age romance full of bookish banter, unlikely friendships, and that aching question: What if he actually means it?

She's trying to find herself. He's forgotten how to take care of himself. She came to the city chasing opportunity. He never expected to open his home-or his heart. Hera Okorie wasn't running away-she was reaching for more. Tired of small-town limits and a life that never quite fit, she moves to the city with nothing but ambition, a half-packed suitcase, and the hope that something better is waiting. When a chance encounter lands her a job as a live-in nanny for one of the city's most elusive billionaires, it feels like fate-just not the kind she expected. Kai Roosevelt built an empire from the ground up, but behind the glass walls of his luxury penthouse is a man worn thin. A devoted single dad, he's spent years taking care of everyone but himself-his sons, his company, his reputation. Opening his home to a stranger wasn't the plan, but something about Hera's honesty and warmth chips away at the walls he's spent a lifetime building. As Hera navigates the challenges of city life and slowly rediscovers what she truly wants, she begins to see through Kai's carefully curated distance. And in the quiet moments between bedtime stories and boardroom calls, a fragile, unexpected connection begins to grow. But trust isn't easy-for either of them. And when past scars resurface and boundaries blur, Hera and Kai will have to decide if what they've found is just a temporary comfort... or the beginning of something real.

"She's perfect Dean, you've got to see her up close, her lips look so soft and she's gotten so curvy since when she used to come down here for the summers" he says. "I'm gonna go over now" I say making my way out of the kitchen. My father puts his hand up stopping me by my chest. "No give her some time to settle in a little, you don't want to scare her, she's a nervous little thing" he says with a smirk on his face. I look into his eyes and I can tell he's being genuine. "Ok I'll wait, I don't want to scare her away, I just want her so bad... I've never wanted something this bad in my life, I have to have her!! I've been waiting for years!!!" I yell running my shaking fingers through my hair. "I know son, so have I" When a new opportunity comes knocking on Sienne's door she wastes no time moving south for it. Sienne packs up her life and moves to Georgia into her late grandmothers home. Coming down for summers her entire life, she remembers the neighborhood being full of boring old people, but she may have overlooked what was brewing just next door. While in her new home she can't help but to feel watched. Could it be the elderly man across the street? The sweet yet nosey older woman next door? Or could it be the calm and charismatic father and son to the right of her? What lies next door might change her life just as much as this new job has...maybe even more.

Stalker romance Book two out now. 1 in toxic 6/21/25 1 in dark romance 5/19/25 1 in disturbing 8/18/25 1 in big age gap 7/1/25 1 in physiological 7/27/25 The argument didn't escalate. Liam doesn't raise his voice. He doesn't need to. When he's angry, the room gets smaller. The oxygen vanishes. Your own heartbeat betrays you. And when he left the room, slamming the heavy door behind him, I stood there for hours, unmoving. Not because I didn't want to move-but because I didn't know if I was allowed to. That night, he didn't sleep beside me. And I unraveled. I went through three different outfits. I brushed my hair seventy times. I practiced walking with books on my head like Rosa used to force me to. I whispered apologies into the dark, unsure if he could hear me. But he must have. Because in the morning, he was in the kitchen, making coffee like nothing happened. And when I wrapped my arms around him and buried my face in his back, he sighed and said, "There's my good girl." CURRENTLY WRITING BOOK 2

ENDS ON A CLIFFHANGER (Book 1) When assassins and ex-lovers, Eliana and Reid reunite under unusual circumstances they must try and work together to take down the organisation that took away their childhood and ruined their relationship. ... "You can hate me all you want, Eliana. You can convince yourself that I'm the worst human being on this fucking planet, but it doesn't change how much I love you, how much I've always loved you. There is no one on this planet who I have loved as fiercely as I have loved you!" He throws his hands up in the air, frustration clear on his face and I swallow hard having to look away from his intense gaze. "But you left," I whisper meekly feeling my guard crumble bit by bit. The silence between me and Reid is tense. The way we look at each other has my heart pounding in my chest and my breath stuttering. There's a metre between us and Reid's chest heaves as he tries to calm down. "You left, Reid." I croak, my eyes burning with tears and his face softens. He closes the space between us and cradles my face in between his large, soft, tattooed hands, leaning down to rest his forehead against mine, his eyes fluttering shut. "And I'll never leave you again, Eliana. Death would have to take me before I left you, baby."

𝑀𝐴𝑇𝑈𝑅𝐸 𝐶𝑂𝑁𝑇𝐸𝑁𝑇! 𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑛𝑜 𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑡 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑠 𝑜𝑏𝑠𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛. He is obsessed with me.. Will Alheri find love out of one's obsession or will his possessiveness run her away? Rowan Salvatore is a well known Don he runs businesses, gangs And a Mafia, he has never been obsessed before or in love but it all suddenly changed when he saw 𝐴𝑙ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑖 𝑆𝑚𝑖𝑡ℎ. "𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙗𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝘼𝙡𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙞 𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩"

"𝐵𝑒 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝒹𝒾𝓇𝑒𝒸𝓉, 𝓈𝓌𝑒𝑒𝓉𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉." "𝐼 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉...𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝓀𝒾𝓈𝓈 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓇𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝓃𝑜𝓌." - It was as though the sun escorted her wherever she went; her entire self radiated a pleasing, envious aura. Her bubbly persona never ran dry. It had me intrigued, and admittedly a bit infatuated. It also made me feel guilty about being so attracted, being so drawn to a girl who was so young and acted so childishly. But dear oh dear, did I plan on making her mine. - In which a 20-year-old, childish girl encounters rough-around-the-edges, military man, Everest Simon, who couldn't seem to get her out of his head.

『 𝙉𝙊 𝘿𝙊𝙐𝘽𝙏 』 What happens when a 22-year old lands a job in a restaurant, and meets the owner's son. Excerpt from book: 《 His voice was low, raspy, laced with something of desire, maybe, but all I could hear was lust of the most unchaste kind. "You know, you drive me crazy,... so fucking insane. And it might just be my madness talking, but I have a feeling you want me." He approached, closing the gap between our two bodies. I tried taking a step back, but only felt the cold kitchen counter against my warm trembling palms. "Do you want me, dolcezza?" He whispered against my ear as his hands found their way to my waist. The heat between my legs was insufferable, and my pounding heart drummed against the walls of my chest. In my head, it was clear, I wanted him, but him, of all people? He lowered his hands to my hips and pulled me impossibly closer to him. I let out a shaky breath, that came out as a soft moan. Shit. "Then be a good girl, and say it." 》 ❦❦❦ Read trigger warnings first. I do NOT own any of the pictures or the music displayed in this book. Highest rankings: #1 in blackwoman #1 in trend #1 in slowburn #1 in forbidden #1 in trending #1 in blackgirl #1 in vote

He slowly turned to me with the meanest look I've ever seen on his beautiful face. His long legs allowed him to take three short steps towards me until we were face to face. He leaned down to reach my height and then pushed me against the wall. "I don't do relationships," he said very coldly. My heart dropped but my pride fell before my heart could reach my stomach. He resumed packing my bag. "Why not?" I asked with an attitude to appear unbothered but I really am. "Because, they're-" his sentence was cut off by gunshots. "Fuck!" He yelled then grabbed me and threw me on the floor behind the bed. _________________________ Life was never easy for Grace whether it was growing up in her country or moving to New York for a better life. But life never turns out the way you think it will. She'll soon find out whether or not, if one of the most dangerous man in the city, will be able to give her what the last man couldn't. Alessandro Columbo. That's all you have to say and men will twitch out of fear. The last name alone will get you to places you could never imagine. But that last name alone, can get you killed in a heartbeat. One of the most dangerous men in New York City, can't fall in love. Right?

It was just one night....i guess that's all it took. [Very Triggering] #2 wmbw 5/22/20 Completed!!!