They always say that someone's true beauty is in the inside. Why is that? Why is our true beauty hidden away from others? People could always fake like they're a good person but you can't fake 'pretty'. Why couldn't it be that if you're kind person than you have a lovely face and vice versa. I was what most would consider a good girl; I did my homework and never talked back. That was how I was raised up to be, obedient and smart. People saw me as one of the guys, the darker one. My sisters were diamonds while I was charcoal. ALL PARTS/CHAPTERS BELONG TO ME AND MAY NOY BE STOLEN, REUSED OR COPIED. DOING SO VIOLATES COPYRIGHT LAWS. °ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

| The Mafia Boss and His Submissive | BWWM #1: SINNER'S TRAP An unsuspecting flame in each other's life. One is continuously looking over their shoulder to ensure that they are on track for the future they have envisioned since they were a child. Despite the countless times they've been disappointed, they have all the love and understanding in the world - an enigma. Because of their own past, the other is barred from ever having what they crave. The majority of relationships are bound in transactionality and they yearn for more. Despite being served every conventional need on a platter, they are unable to obtain the one thing they want. Total opposites that fulfill the urges of the others paradox - they should take the chance. It should be easy? ----- He groans into my right ear, "Come on babygirl, beg for it." He takes his hands away, a bitter shriek of irritation rising from the pits of my stomach. With spread thighs and a dripping pussy, his hands grasped my straightened hair and pulled my head back. I couldn't grip onto anything with my hands suspended above my head and my feet held by restraints in the flooring. I was going mad. My weak pleasured cries falling on deaf ears. He kissed the exposed skin on my back, now covered in a small sheen of sweat barely holding up the bra he cut loose like a rope. A weak shriek escapes my mouth as he pinches my right nipple while playfully twisting the other. "Please. Fuck. Please." I start, but the words get stuck in my throat. A few seconds pass as though he expects me to elaborate. I could barely think. His fingers return to my pussy - slender and long; the ring finger softly stroked the one spot inside me that could send me over the edge crashing, while his thumb rubbed my clit in small circles. "You can do so much better babygirl. You want me to make you cum?" He asks, and is met with an immediate nod. "Then address me by my name and fucking beg for it like you mean it." ----- MATURE CONTENT. NOT EDITED

REVERSE HAREM W/ BLACK FEM LEAD! (PLS READ WARNING & DISCLAIMER BEFORE CONTINUING !) ────────⋆⋅☆⋅⋆──────── "...everything she knew disappeared in the red heat. It's blazing light and deadly scent tore apart everything that she once knew. Her family, her life, and her entire being flashed before her eyes and there was nothing that she could do to stop it..." ────────⋆⋅☆⋅⋆──────── •I suck at descriptions bear with me please😭• SLOW UPDATES

The year is 1941 in central Boston, Massachusetts. Infamous American mobster Vincent Madden "Lion" has a run in with street dealing negroes. Things get messy when business, love, and lies intertwine. Especially when Madden sets his eyes on the little negro wife of one of the dealers.

Not exactly a villain, not exactly a hero, Cheyenne, an assassin in Gotham City is given a proposition by Batman himself. In 92 days, she is to hand Joker over to the authorities of Gotham or turn herself in. She goes undercover as a dancer in his club in an effort to earn his trust and ultimately lock him in Arkham Asylum. But, while spending time with Joker and meeting new friends (and foes) on the way, will she be able to meet the deadline without getting attached or revealing her true identity? #1 in 'BWWM Joker Fanfiction' {3/14/20}

This is simple actually. He loves chocolate and he wants it and what he wants he gets.

Noelle Thomas is a Burlesque dance from a small town who believes that there's more to life than what it is, Michael Kane is a multi-millionaire who's obsessed with his art. Noelle wants love, marriage, babies and all of the joys that come with it, Michael wants peace, solitude and all of the pleasures that come with it. The two are polar opposites, from two different worlds, but when it comes down to it, they ended up falling in love. However, when Noelle finds out something that could make or break her budding relationship, she doesn't know if she should run before the storm hits, or ride it out.

#1 in Hunt 4/9/2020 #1 in sexscenes 6/6/2020 #8 in love 4/2/2020 #9 in new story 4/6/2020 Serenity's on the run from her possessive and controlling ex boyfriend who beats on her for fun.This young twenty two year old finds herself moving to Florida where the waters nice and the people are kind. An African American woman on the run from city to city hopes to finally call it quits in Naples FL with her half sister and her deceased mothers husband. Now she plans to live in Florida and try to live again. Try to live out the shadows and in the sun, well until she meets a dangerous inked guy name Dominic Reed. Dominic was your average twenty eight year old heartbreaker all around playboy. He has the cars ,the house the bitches and the job. He owned the most famous bar and garage in Naples ,FL. Battling his demons he's having a hard time staying focus.He wasn't a nice guy at all. He was someone you wanted to stay clear from and that's exactly why Serenity was in all this because she didn't listen , she didn't stay away from the ink covered man she was strangely attracted to. Two lost souls in one GIANT city.

"I want to love. I want to feel safe in your arms. I want to let my guard down. I need to be happ-" "Then why don't you?" Gianni shouted hurt and broken by the woman in front of him. "What if you hurt me like Mark and Oscar did?" Anya asked as she stared at this man, a man she knew deep down that she loved, a man she knew she was too good to her. "I'd never hurt, let alone do what those two pigs did to you! You don't understand what you do to me Anya. I love you beyond words, I've loved you from the first time I saw you. When you came into my office asking for a job and handing me your resumé I knew you was special. I love you Anya, but I love myself enough to know that I can't do this." Gianni cried out in pain as he held Anya's face in his big hands. Crying too he wiped her tears with his thumb. Letting go off her face he held her chin with his index and gently kissed her lips. "Goodbye Anya." ***** Anya Jones is a rape survivor who is often busted by the demons of her past. Unable to get through it by herself she finds comfort in the arms of her boss, Gianni De'Luca. MATURE CONTENT.

WARNING: IF YOU HAVE NOT READ PERSONA BOOK I THEN YOU WILL BE VERY CONFUSED ---- WARNING: IF YOU HAVE NOT READ PERSONA BOOK I THEN YOU WILL BE VERY CONFUSED IM WARNING YOU, JUST READ THE FIRST BOOK. Afia left not revealing to Benjamin that she is pregnant so it is revealed in a heated argument between Elijah and Muffy that Afia is pregnant and Benjamin left to go be with her. Or at least that is what we think... Will Afia be able to take Benjamin back after everything that happened between the two in Texas and if she does will she be able to put up with Benjamin's handful of a family.