​My name is Maggie. I'm human and unfortunately for me, I ended up in space. I only wanted to find a job to become more independent. I just wanted to earn some money and go look for my sister. Instead, I ended up even further away from her. ​I'll definitely find a way to get back to Earth, to look for her. For now, I'll have to make an effort to fit in here, with killer aliens, their traditions, and get along with an unlikely friend, a Yautja alien hunter. I certainly won't fall for him. I certainly will NOT be his prey. ​|•|•|•|•| ​Hello everyone! 😊 Here is a sequel, also for Seraphine's friend, Maggie. ❤️ A long red-haired girl, naive and not much of a fighter, but who has a lot of fire inside her. 🔥 We start from the point in the story when they boarded, they are separated, and she finds herself in a new and unknown world, but she'll know how to adapt, we know that, we also know that her mate is Kartu, but we don't know yet how things went. 😏 😶‍🌫️ ​So why not make a story with a few chapters dedicated to her too? 😁 ​•|•|•|•| ​As usual, the story will have sexual themes, gore, blood, crude language, and is not suitable for all ages. 🚫 ​The music and images I will include will only serve to give an idea of the events, and characters, but they will not be my creation; they have their own creators and artists. 🤓 ​I hope you enjoy this story. 💖 As usual, leave a comment or a rating if you wish. 😉

🥵😈💋Smut/18+💋😈🥵 The Red Dragon wasn't someone you saw. He was a name whispered in back alleys and late-night strategy meetings. A shadow behind the curtain. An apex predator among scavengers. If you met him face to face, odds were you wouldn't live to tell the story. Kai stepped into the light, slow, deliberate, his footsteps echoing. The black suit molded to his massive frame like a second skin. Nearly seven feet tall, built like something forged in a war god's temple-broad shoulders, thick chest, long powerful limbs. Black ink creeping from his throat and hands, hints of old scars peeking out when he moved. But it was his face that unmade men. Chiseled jaw. Cold, unreadable expression. And his eyes-black as midnight and twice as merciless. There was no warmth in them. No forgiveness. Just a still, coiled violence.

🥵😈💋🙈18+/SMUT/NSFW🙈💋😈🥵 "I can't hold back-" he growled, his voice a low, rough rumble. "You smell so sweet. Your body, it practically screams that it needs to be bred. Screaming for me-" His hands, large and warm, gripped your hips, pulling you toward him. "I'm not stopping until I'm sure you're carrying my pups."

Kelsey admits her feelings to U'Kaida, but he rejects her. When she tries to leave the clanship, she's accosted by Na'zeiru, a yautja who hates her. U'Kaida worries whether it's too late to fix things between them after some revelations. Can he fix things, or is he too late?

Deep within a high-security subterranean military facility, Dr. Mina Vance lives a double life, hiding her dangerous career as a Level 5 scientist behind the lie of a mundane corporate data job. Everything changes when a terrifying new species is captured, and Mina is tasked with studying the creature and testing the limits of its sentience. But the true test begins when she finds herself trapped inside the containment vault with the seven-foot apex predator. Rather than facing immediate slaughter, Mina establishes a silent, intense connection with the beast, bridging the divide between species through scent, careful touch, and body language. Locked together in the pitch-black corners of the cage, an unspoken geometry of trust turns into a possessive bond, blurring the lines between researcher and protector into a primal, dizzying surrender. -- Alien romance 18+ Short story

on the official wattpad page's reading list for black stories📖📚 She escaped her past in stilettos. He brought her back in boots. Gianna Sinclair built a glamorous life in Los Angeles-designer clothes, celebrity clients, and a reputation that sparkled as bright as the Hollywood sign. But beneath the polish lies a past she buried long ago in Prairie View, Texas-a sleepy town filled with dusty roads, painful memories, and a little sister she left behind. When her grandmother passes, Gianna is forced to return home for the first time in years. There, Gini-hurt, angry, and grieving-greets her with sharp words and deeper wounds. One explosive argument later, Gianna storms off, intent on leaving Prairie View for good. But fate as other plans. Only one wrong turn lands herself stranded on the backroads of open fields. Where she meets Weston Reid. Rugged. Quiet. Cowboy to the bone. Weston isn't looking for trouble, but trouble sure looks good in designer heels and ruined curls. He saves her. She challenges him. And as Gianna's glamorous world crashes into his rugged one, sparks fly hotter than the Southern sun. But love in Prairie View isn't simple. There are secrets buried deeper than the Texas clay. And Gianna will have to decide if she's willing to trade fame and fashion... for a second chance, a hometown healing-and the kind of love that doesn't give a damn about headlines. WARNING: Erotica Content

------- He loved the girl that can't love him.....And now he can't love the girl that loves him -------- ** "Don't worry.." I say, getting up off the chair and walking around him on my way out, my scarf running through his fingers lightly until it slips out. He tilts his head back over the back of his chair in a lazy laid back way, his thumb and fingers now holding his chin, as he watches me leave, still with a small smile on his face. "I won't break your heart." I turn around and say lightly, jokingly, just to tease him. His smile fades. "You won't...because you can't break what's already broken." He says more seriously. ******* Once bitten, twice shy Such is the case for Aaron Bishop, who after a failed marriage, decides that love and all things related, is not worth the trouble. So he moves forward with his future, making sure that no woman is unclear about his intentions about love, or carries any hopes of marriage and happily ever after..that is not in his destiny. It's really simple actually: -Nothing lasts forever... especially love. -Nothing is long term... When it comes to his relationships. -Everyone is replaceable... So don't get too comfortable. But that is not to say that the ride will not be exceptionally enjoyable, while it lasts.. But such an arrangement, is not something Raquel St Patrick can wrap her head around. Whimsical, Peculiar, Optimistic, Independent, Eccentric, Deviant...are all words one can use to describe her, Her very nature is to go against the odds. For her, it's all or nothing. Can Aaron convince her to jump along on the ride with him on his terms....? But what happens when the lines start to get blurred and they get so intertwined that it's harder to separate, than stay together. * Books by Bellamerce 1) Only For You (Completed) 2) When Stars Align (Completed) 3) Fire On Fire (Completed) 4) Diamond Heart (Completed)

She only meant to run. Run from the bruises, the lies, the life that was slowly swallowing her. At eighteen, with nothing but a torn backpack and a heartbeat full of fear, she crosses a dusty stretch of nowhere and stumbles onto a secluded ranch hidden deep in the rural wilds. And that's where she meets him. Cole Harlan. A man carved from silence and shadow - mid-thirties, broad-shouldered, sun-browned, and carrying the kind of past no one dares ask about. He lives alone, works alone, and prefers it that way... until the trembling girl on his porch forces something in him awake. Something protective. Something dangerous. He offers her shelter. But safety with Cole has a price. His rules are simple. His eyes see too much. And his presence... consumes her. As days blur into nights, the ranch becomes a world of its own - quiet mornings, shared glances, unspoken tension thick enough to touch. She learns his routines. He learns her secrets. And in the heat of the countryside, their connection turns from forbidden curiosity into something darker, deeper, and impossible to resist. But Cole isn't just a rugged stranger. He's a man with enemies. A man with blood on his hands and ghosts in his past. A man who will do anything - anything - to keep what he claims. And she may be the first thing he's ever wanted enough to break his own rules for. A haunting, sensual tale of danger, desire, and the kind of love that feels more like possession. Where safety is an illusion... and surrender may be her only way out.

Warning: Mature (18+) Content! 25 year old Celeste Hendersen's marriage is failing. And it has been for a while. The spark is fading, and she's not sure what to do anymore. Her husband is hardly home. And when he is, his mind remains on work. He doesn't take her out on dates like he used to. He doesn't shower her with gifts or offer to massage her feet like he used. They barely even have maritals like they used to. So when she builds a connection with her attractive and mysterious new chauffeur, Celeste finds herself craving a man who she's certain can give her what she lacks in her marriage. **** Will Celeste cross that forbidden line and explore her possibilities? Or, for the sake of her daughter, will she keep her desires bottled up and fight for a marriage she feels has lost its fire? Find out what happens in this steamy drama!

When Savannah Cole inherits her grandfather's struggling ranch, she's determined to prove she's more than just a rich girl in boots. But the land isn't the only thing that needs saving-so does her pride, her name, and maybe... her heart. Enter Colt Maddox: brooding cowboy, rough hands, and a reputation for making good girls wild. Too bad Savannah's sass, curves, and no-nonsense fire drive him damn crazy. As sweat, saddle leather, and late nights blur the lines between business and pleasure, Savannah and Colt give in to a heat they can't deny. But with jealous rivals, buried secrets, and a past that won't stay quiet-can a city-born heiress and a wild cowboy build something real? Or will their love burn out faster than a prairie storm? A spicy, emotional, filthy-sweet cowboy romance filled with saddle sex, barn lofts, whipped cream, and the kind of dirty talk that leaves readers breathless.