"𝐓𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐢'𝐦𝐚 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐲𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐨𝐮𝐭. 𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐱 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚"

𝕀ℕ 𝕎ℍ𝕀ℂℍ a rapper and singer bump into each other backstage at a concert. When Zimala takes a liking to a spicey white boy after her interactions. central cee likes the black beauty with an angel voice

Kicking sand into a black girl's fresh braids probably wasn't the best way to make friends for six-year-old Marshall Stone. In fact, that's how he found a rival. Love Lewis has always disliked the boy that had her mother on a rampage when she came home with sandy hair in the first grade. She thought that would be the first and last she'd be seeing of him. Oh, how lucky she is to continue the rest of her elementary, middle, and high school years with him. Imagine the relief she felt when they began attending different colleges - ten minutes away from each other but far enough for her. Two years of only having to see him at basketball games and the occasional party turned into the result of maybe his worst idea to date. When Marshall Stone decides to rope her into a not-so-well-thought-out plan to fool his father and soon-to-be-step-mother into thinking he has a girlfriend, Love couldn't be more confused. She's sure he has girls falling at his feet, ready to throw themselves at him, completely willing to fake a relationship just for some alone time with him. So why her? Unfortunately, Marshall doesn't even know the answer to that question. But who said you can't find Love when you least expect it? Copyright © MIDNXGHTSUN

The first time Bryson Bernard walked into Halston Hall University, two girls dropped their coffees, one guy walked into a pole, and someone in the library moaned. I wish I was kidding. 𓍯 When Bryson Bernard transfers to Halston Hall, the entire campus changes overnight. With bedroom eyes, a perfect smile, and a body carved like sin itself, Bryson becomes an instant unhealthy obsession. Girls throw themselves at him. Guys bend over backwards to be him and his best-friend. Professors overlook the rules for him. Pretty privilege is full intact. But Brynn Winscott? She couldn't care less. She's too focused on her studies, until he takes a liking to her. And suddenly, the riot turns on her. The girls who once adored her now loathe her. The guys who tried to be his friend are now stalking her. The campus has turned on Brynn, and all because Bryson seems to want her. As the obsession intensifies, Brynn finds herself caught in a web of jealousy, hatred, and danger. And just when she thinks she can escape, she's pulled deeper into Bryson's world of twisted allure and destructive attention. [18+ Mature Warning] [Smut] [Mentions of drugs, alcohol, etc.]

Fingers wring through the strands atop of her head. Fuckshit twirls a few pieces around his fingers. "I liked your curls better, mama." He lets his hand fall back to his side with reluctance. He takes his leave, and Princess watches him walk away before taking her own. ••• FuckshitXfem!OC FuckshitXblackfem!OC Olan Prenatt Mid90s

𝐁𝐚𝐛𝐲, 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐓𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞 𝐒𝐚𝐲 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥, 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰 '𝐂𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐈 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞, 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭, 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫

❝You're too much of a nice boy, 𝐋𝐞𝐨.❞ ❝Really?❞ Leo scoffed, gripping Noel's entire pussy with his one hand, his fingers toying with her dripping panties. ❝A nice boy, 𝐍𝐨𝐞𝐥? Would a nice boy have you soaked like this?❞ ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂ What happens when one of the university's star players and a young legend in the music industry with a horrible reputation cross paths? 𝐩𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝: 𝟎𝟒/𝟑𝟎/𝟐𝟒 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝟎𝟒/𝟎𝟔/𝟐𝟓 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: - #𝟏 - 𝐰𝐦𝐛𝐰 - #𝟕 𝐢𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥

Six years have passed and no word to each other. Still 4,000 miles away. Still deadly in love with each other. Since the departure, Imani has proceeded her life as a podcast guest and traveling professional zoo aid and wildlife biologist in London. She still contacts all of her loved ones faithfully but Jake, however, not so much. In fact it's been five years since they've spoken directly to each other. Meanwhile, Jake has proceeded his life with his best friends/band mates as a full on musician, songwriter, instrumentalist, and owner of a guitar shop/teaching center. Becoming internationally famous graced him with the opportunity to travel around the world, expand his musical talents, create a functioning business of his own and write and/or perform for some of everyones favorite artists. He meet all kinds of girls but is still writing for, singing for and longing for one in particular. To any new readers I recommend reading the prologue for insight about the book and if you should read book 1 or not.

"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.

Dangerous. Unpredictable. Unstable. Possessive and Toxic. He was all things bad. Messy black hair, scars covered with tattoos and sadistic like tendencies. He was all things violent. A twitchy trigger finger, a facinatin for blood and murder he always got what he wanted. So why couldn't he have her? Amira had been sent to assassinate nightmare. All she had to do was gain his attention then kill him Right? Wrong. what Amira failed to realise was being the centre of this psychotic mans attention was a dangerous and unpredictable place to be. Nightmare always got what he wanted and he wanted her. 𝗪𝗵𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝘁 𝗼𝗿 𝗻𝗼𝘁. ••••••••••••••••••••••••• An enemies to lovers story ♡︎ For... •••••••••••𝘼 𝙈𝘼𝙏𝙐𝙍𝙀 𝘼𝙐𝘿𝙄𝙀𝙉𝘾𝙀 ••••••••••• 𝗘𝘅𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗼𝗼𝗸! "𝑆𝑢𝑐ℎ 𝑎 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔" he muttered trailing the dagger over the edge of my jaw and down to my lips. A mistake. "ℎ𝑚𝑚" he grumbled inching closer to get a look at the 'accident' he had just caused. My lip had been cut thus blood trickled down to my chin. His dark onyx eyes watched it with a deep lustful intensity. The pad of his thumb runs over my now slightly sore and bleeding lip. His eyes light up in facination as he deliberately smears the blood across my lips. Already inches apart he slowly edges closer, our lips brushing against one another he glanced down a them. Paused. And whispered "𝑖 𝑐𝑎𝑛'𝑡 𝑑𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑑𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑖 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑘𝑖𝑠𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑜𝑟 𝑘𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑦𝑜𝑢" Ranks 1st in action-romance 22/7/21 1st in mafia 9/5/21 1st in femme fatal 26/7/21 9th in assassin