Valentina Morgan, a woman who just got out her long relationship that was half of her heart. Her heart that is now damaged. Her ex-Marlin and her family don't believe she can make it in life without Marlin. Val wants to prove them wrong, and Arlo is just the man to save her from her problems, a saint coming to her rescue when she always needs it. Falling in love is tricky; Arlo might be an angel, but angels too have the weight of a troubled mind and soul hanging over them. "The more I discover about Arlo Saint the more I find myself getting somewhat addicted, he's the mystery I want to discover so eagerly. I'm an open book to him but he's solely a constellation in the galaxy I can only glance at from afar." highest rankings #1 on modeling #1 on apartment #1 on nightlife #1 on complicatedrelationships #2 on bad boy #2 on valentina #3 on blackwoman #4 on spice #4 on angst #5 on arlo

Rilian Murphy is an 18 year old with the disability of being a deaf mute. She's kind to everyone, even if they find her a bit weird. Dillon Carter is a troubled 19 year old with a rap sheet. He has a habit of getting into fights, breaking in places, and stealing things just for the fun of it. After one conversation with Dillon Carter, Riley has to decide between if he's dangerous or completely safe and if she's willing to have him in her life. Trigger Warning ⚠️: This story will have a few chapters of violence, sexuality, and plenty more. Do not read unless your 18+ or if you have parents permission

[-] "He saw all the stars in the solar system in her eyes." ••••••• Delani Taylor is the type of girl who wears silk ribbons in her hair and sketches anything and everything. She's blunt and straightforward; except for when comes to her feeling about her best friend. The sweetest boy who could always make the most trouble, and always listens to one person; his best friend. August Beckham had many happy places the stars, the hidden field of flowers behind the school, but most importantly; his best friend. ••••••• "Delani, Imma cum." I grit through my teeth. It was at the point I had to close my eyes because if I continues to watch at her ride me I would cum in a matter of seconds. "Can you hold it for me? I'm almost there baby, I promise." She saids through shallow breaths. My legs start to tremor as I threw my head back against the comforter when I feel her tighten around me, "Fuck I-" I felt a tinge of embarrassment when my words turn into a whimper. "You're doing so good, August. So fucking good." She moans. ••••••• Book Two of the Beloved Series Can be my read as a stand alone. 6/16/22- 1/1/23

Aaliyah never planned on catching the eye of Leo Ramirez. A quiet, brooding basketball player who looks at her like she's trouble & like he'd burn the whole world for her.

Winning games. Cheers. Trophies. Spotlight. College Football star, Golden Boy, and Browning University's Quarterback, Holden Reyes has all eyes on him as he runs beneath the stadium lights. Runs to the winning score. Runs to the partying. Runs to the spotlight. Runs to the escape exit of his own desolate childhood waiting room. Holding pens. Stories. Apprehensiveness. Hidden. Winona Bennett, living life through the shadows of her made up worlds and mind's creations. With a supermodel for a mother and sister, she is the silhouette to the shadows of their spotlight shined gleaming faces. She wasn't built for the spotlight, rather just secretly walking past her writings in the hands of others on the streets of Manhattan. Oh, the thrill. Except what happens when the paths of each others' comforts cross over each other in a night of what a romance author would refer to as divine disruption? #1 in writer #1 in gold rush #1 in popular guy #1 in Manhattan #1 in supermodel #2 in famous #2 college #1 in popular #1 in collegeromance #1 in youngadult #1 in shy girl #2 in cute

"𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐈 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞, 𝐀𝐝𝐝𝐲" 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 '𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐫' 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐀𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 seems to have bad luck follow every one of her steps. However she can't help but feel excited when her and her siblings are offered a scholarship to most prestigious school in her town. With her Mom constantly struggling to keep her family running due to the lack of income her family receives. Adeline is forced to pull her weight for her family by working more than 2 times a week, causing pure exhaustion and anxiety. When time rolls around and suddenly Adeline is buttoning up her uniform for school, she's shocked as to why 𝐃𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐁𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐢 calls out to her in the hallway. 𝐃𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐦 𝐁𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐢 a boy who's past is constantly haunting him and coming back to bite him in the ass. Can't help but be drawn to the new girl. He doesn't know her name, he doesn't know where she comes from. He doesn't know anything. However the only thing he does know, is that he can't help but feel pulled towards her. He knows he's done for when he can't help but answer the question for her in math class... A story full of ups and downs. Where will this story lead us? 𝐋𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭... 𝐓𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫

I dragged my nails lightly over his chest, slow, my eyes locked on his. "You told me I was in control, remember?" My voice dipped lower, sultry, daring. I leaned close enough that my lips brushed his ear. "Then say it, baby. Say you're my bitch." A dark laugh rumbled from his lips, low and sinful, the kind that made my stomach flip. His eyes didn't waver, didn't blink. "I'm your bitch," he said...calm, but hot as fuck. The words rolled off his tongue like he'd been waiting to say them, and God, the way he said it almost made me melt right there.

She hears all the locker room talk. She helps when the guys drink too much before a game. She tapes them up when they're injured. And in return, they watch her back. While most students spend their time partying, Lily spends her free time working. But her job as the assistant athletic trainer for the PSU football team comes with the benefit of being friends with every player on the team. Except the entirely too cocky, reckless, and charming golden boy of the team: Vincent Bradshaw. When they aren't spouting insults at one another, Vincent and Lily are doing everything in their power to avoid each other. That is, until Vincent gets injured.

Arabelle Vine, a 22 year old photographer in Seattle Washington, is happy with her current life. She has friends, a great family, and a job she loves. But Arabelle wants to be more than just content with her life. She wants excitement, and she wants love. But Love has always been a tricky thing in Arabelles life. Roman King, a 24 year old Boxer in Seattle, loves his life just the way it is. With great friends, and a career that he loves, he thinks it couldn't get any better until Arabelle Vine walks into his life. With a dark past that she keeps trying to put behind her in order to gain trust in other people, will Arabelle be able to let Roman in? Or will she push him away in fear? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Stop it." I snap, "I will not sit here and listen to you talk down on yourself. You do not give yourself enough credit. You, Arabelle, are the most incredible women I have ever met." "Stop lying." She scoffs. "Bold of you to assume I'm lying. Arabelle Vine, I am completely and utterly infatuated with you." She looks at me like she doesn't believe a single thing I'm saying, "you make me the happiest I've ever been. Warning this story will contain: Mature themes strong language mention of self harm Verbal abuse Physical abuse Started- July 5th, 2021 Completed- February 21st, 2022

Lavinia doesn't belong at Louisa Vincent's Independent School. Every knows this-but she's learned how to survive. Her uncle's money buys her a place in their world. A chance to climb out of the life she fears could be her fate. To keep her future intact she lives by a code of behaviours. Stay close to her cousin. Keep quiet, unnoticeable and smile politely at the group that hates her. Endure. But the masks people wear around each other don't always come off. And on Halloween night, someone finally stops pretending. The school is tormented by a masked murderer, the group Lavinia survives around targeted. At every encounter another person is dead and Lavinia's wondering when it will be her. When she will trip at the wrong time. When she will fall. Yet it never comes. Somehow she is always left behind. Untouched. Chosen for something beyond her understanding. Someone is watching. Watching everyone. Watching her. Someone has been watching all along. Everyone in this story is behind hunted. But she can't tell if she's being hunted just for the kill, or if she's entangled in the plans of something much darker.