Deen and Paislee Vanilla and chocolate Day and night. Hot and cold Colored | White "You know we could never get married, you just flipped your lid. We would be a closet case." "Why couldn't we get our rings, babydoll?" His green eyes danced with confusion as he stroked my cheek softly. "Because you're white and well, I'm a negro. Everyone knows whites and blacks don't bash, that's just how it goes unless you like death. So marriage, that's-that's an odd ball, Deen." ° ° ° Nothing could go wrong in the busy town of Jackson, Mississippi, for everything was splendid. Absolutely splendid. Except for the occasional riots, or lynching of innocent colored girls, the heads hanged in the city square, or the burning cross' across the street from houses. The ear wrenching screams heard from dark alleys, the glares from men as you walked into "their" diner, going through the back doors at movie theaters, or standing on the bus after a day's long of work. This was all nothing to Paislee Miller, for she was your typical colored girl in the eye of the beholder. Living in Jackson all her life had brought her many things that she wouldn't trade in the world, even the constant racism and hate that flowed through the city's air. That is until she meets Deen Rivera. He was nothing far from perfect if you asked, and everything grand. As Deen and Paislee cross paths many times she starts realizing that her solid heart was starting to open up for this green-eyed, winsome country boy. As for Deen, well he fell in love the minute he casted an eye to her. After that, he couldn't stop seeing her, touching her, loving her. Even if that meant breaking a 'WHITES ONLY' sign, it would all be worth it. Hopefully. . . Catch 22 © 2018 RyChristina

"That one afternoon, I kissed you. In the middle of the street, where a white truck zoomed past our connected lips. And boy, it caused problems we couldn't have seen, but wasn't it also amazing?" ••• Three years have passed, in the year of 1947, Paislee Miller lives a life of barely getting by with her bills paid and food on her table. Her little sisters seem to be the only source of happiness in her heart. After World War ll captured Deen, her forbidden, emerald-eyed boyfriend and love of her life, she had to adjust to life without it being so bright. Everything crumbled between her fingers when he left and Paislee still wonders how she could clean up the mess her past made. Just as the anniversary of Deen's departure comes rolling around, Paislee is surprised when she opens the door to the person she thought she would never see in the flesh again. Over the years, a lot has changed but some things just seemed as if time had paused. Especially the fiery chemistry between the two past lovers. The racism and hate still finds housing in the biased laws of Mississippi, but can Paislee and Deen's relationship survive the new world? This time, they're all grown up. *Sequel to CATCH 22*

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BOOK 1 MATURE CONTENT 18+ Read at your own risk I slowly lifted the thin long sleeve over her head and she sat up a little in the process to help me. As if I wasn't hard enough her pierced hard brown nipples stood straight out begging to be touched. I brought my left hand up to rub and pull on one of her nipples making her release a low moan. I attached my lips to the other sucking on it and flicking my tongue at it getting a good shake out of her. My hand that wasn't busy made its way into the band of her shorts to find she wasn't wearing any panties underneath. "Traviesa." I say meeting her lips with mines again as I swiped two fingers along her soaking wet slit. "Fuck neonata, you're so wet." I say against her lips and she bit back a moan at my words that clearly affected her. I then dipped a finger into her tight hole and she attempted to clamp her legs shut only for me to push them back up so they were bent at her sides. I sent a harsh slap to her inner thigh close to her clothed pussy startling her but she moaned at the feeling. - A story in which a young naive girl gets affiliated with Mateo Ayala-Ricci with many skeletons in the closet RANKINGS ⭐️: #1 in Cartel #2 in Rich #3 in illegal #5 in Agegap #8 in submissive #7 in blackgirl #2 in mobster #9 in drug #13 in Don #25 in BWWM ©Copyright 2021. All rights reserved. This fanfic may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the express prior written permission of the copyright holder. For permission contact @OtakuFaerie- on wattpad.com. Thank you.

Yasmin and Kolenka were childhood best friends. One night, Kol disappeared, leaving Yasmin lost and confused. Almost ten years later, Kol appears out of nowhere wanting back into Yasmin's life, like nothing ever happened. As he does his best to get back close with her, he struggles with being honest about his new life. How will Yasmin react when Kolenka comes back into her life? What secrets is Kolenka keeping from Yasmin? Read to find out.

Deja likes a guy with a weird name. She saw him for the first time at orientation. Smokey hazel eyes. Crooked smile. Dimpled cheeks. She thought she'd never see him again, but then she saw him in Freshman comp, then Calc 1, and now General Bio. Dacre likes a girl with a weird obsession. He saw her for the first time at orientation. Thick coily hair. Rosebud lips. Beauty marks. He thought he'd never see her again, but then he saw her in Freshman comp, then Calc 1, and now General Bio. So Deja likes Dacre, and Dacre likes Deja. Yet neither of them knows. Their friends always tell them to make the first move. Maybe it's their lack of experience, or fear of rejection, but they just continue to like each other from afar. Once again, they're in the same class. Only this time they're placed in the same group. On top of that, they're neighbors now. So now they see each other almost every single day. Now, greetings turn into conversations, conversations turn to laughter, laughter turns to friendly touching. Who knows what could happen next? Friendship, romance, or something else? *Rankings* #2 - College: 7/1/23 #5 - Cute: 7/1/23 #22 - bgwb: 1/3/24

"My compliments to the chef." ~~~ Twenty-six year-old Kahlia Obisani is the youngest chef to have won the title of Food Doyen in the nation's toughest televised cooking competition. Overseen and judged by the biggest names in the culinary industry around the world, Kahlia became a national sensation when she won the title at the tender age of twenty. With her instant success and prize money, she set up her restaurant, a Michelin star establishment with her leading the helm as head chef. Her winning dish, now her signature dish, is the best selling item on the menu; a sweet dessert with root vegetables as the base ingredients. Thirty year-old Dorian Bankfurth is what most restauranteurs would consider the toughest food critic in the cooking scene. He's built and destroyed restaurants with a single review, putting multitudes of establishments on the map and driving even more into bankruptcy and closed doors. He's cold, judgemental, and cynical, but above all things he's fair. He gives reviews as honestly as he can, and has no problem giving credit where it's due. When his friends take him to award winning Obisani restaurant for his birthday, he's faced with a dish he never thought he'd encounter in his life; a dessert made from root vegetables. The kicker? Dorian hates sweet things. The moment he finally meets the chef behind the meal, both their worlds are rocked in a shocking contrast of sweet and sour. Kahlia's sweet disposition and Dorian's cold glare clash, sparking tension and whispers in those around them. Still, despite his abrasive attitude, Kahlia keeps smiling, infecting the man with a sweetness he hadn't known he was missing, and opening his palate to a whole new world he quickly became addicted to. When life gives you lemons, you make lemonade. Could he accept the one ingredient his recipe was missing?

Have you ever had a crush on somebody you knew you never had a chance with? It sucks right, try crushing on the same boy since the 8th grade. When seventeen-year-old Aniya is beginning to give up on her silly crush, fate brings them together in the same house after a freak accident. Aniya has been through a lot but this was the most unexpected. Victor Simon is your typical student. He gets good grades, respectful to his teachers, and does well in school. He wasn't interested in wasting his time with many friends or girls. His agitation then grows when he finds that the girl he rejected two years ago comes to live with his family. Little did he know how much his life would change in that exact time frame. - "I hate you," I gritted my teeth, a tear daring to slip out. I stepped backwards tying to get away but my back collided against the door. He took another step trapping me in between his arms. My heart thudded loudly in my chest as he brought his face closer to mine with a proud smirk playing out on his lips. The room was dark but I could still see the outline of his face, his eyes, his lips. Fuck. His alluring cologne graced my senses, but clouded my brain as he inched closer to me. "You sure about that?" He raised an eyebrow, amusement evident in his tone. ----- #1 - interracial - 1/27/22 #1 - hot - 2/26/23 #1 - drama - 6/2/22 #1 - cold - 3/3/23 #2 - teenromance - 5/21/22 #2 - tutor - 2/21/22 ----- This book is inspired by the manga series Itazura Na Kiss. TW: This story contains violence, mature themes, and may mention mental health disorders/illnesses so please read at your own risk.

He doesn't stop and continues to kiss all over my neck. Without warning, he starts to suck on a spot on my neck. I don't do nothing but close my eyes and grip on to his arm. What is he doing and why does it feel good? I don't want him to stop but at the same time I don't know what he's doing. After a while he stops and licks the spot he just sucked on."Mine forever" --------------------------------- Diem Sallow. Seventeen year old loner. Keeps to her self and focuses on school while trying to keep her dad alive. Has a whole life's worth of pain that she mask to not a be a burden to others. One strawberry smoothie accident and a school spirit shirt causes Diem to bump into the delinquent of the school who is the gang leader of the city. The simple words "You're mine" is what changed Diem forever This story is fast paced in the beginning so just bare with it :) Highest Rankings #1 in delinquent #1 in clingy #1 in wmbw #1 in badboy #1 in bad #1 in dead #2 in gangleader #22 in romance and love

AVAILABLE ON KINDLE UNLIMITED 5th June 2024 One thing about tattoo artist, Hendrix Cross, is that he's lonely. He needs something or someone in his life to fill in that void. He needs a muse. Nothing in his life has ever been plain sailing. He grew up in care and has never been able to fit in anywhere. That is until he started working at a tattoo shop owned by a man called Roman Cassidy who took him in and taught him the ropes of art. Soon Hendrix's boring life takes a turn when Roman's daughter flies to America from the UK to live with him after falling out with her mother. Mila Cassidy is a fashion guru and art fanatic, with a love for Chanel and tattoos. She starts working with her father in the shop and that's when Hendrix starts to grow an obsession with the beautiful girl. He soon decides that she's going to be his muse. And when Hendrix wants something, he takes it and makes it his.