i know, you don't wanna be with him like you say you do.

Kiara already had an unsteady start at life, and the perks of being a wanted bandit in a city of greed only gave her the opportunity of taking heavy risks she couldn't care less about. What more is she living for anyways? When the chance to rob a mansion arises, Kiara couldn't help but take it without a single thought, nor a second glance. Little did she know she sealed her fate the second she stepped foot into that house. Monsters lurked in this world, and Kiara unknowingly stepped into a territory too dark for her liking. Domenico Guerra wasn't a man to be played with, and unfortunately the poor girl realised that a bit too late. ⚠️IN THE PROCESS OF GLAMMING HER UP (editing)⚠️ Themes and Warnings: Crime Action Mystery Corruption Government Violence✨ Swearing✨ Gore✨ Smut⚡️ 🔥COMPLETED🔥

Blind to his relentless gaze, Ciauna moves through her day, unaware of the noose tightening around her. It only took one glance-just one-for Obeye to decide she would be his. From that moment, he watched from the shadows, his patience unnervingly steady, biding his time and savoring the anticipation before he struck. By the time Ciauna feels the shift in the air, a chilling prickle at the back of her neck, it's far too late. He has her now, ensnared in his grip, forced to bend to his every dark whim-no escape, no turning back. But the worst part? A small, unyielding part of her doesn't want to resist him at all. ________________ As I reached the edge of his desk, his hands gripped my hips, the sudden contact making me gasp. His touch was firm, almost painful, as he spun me around to face the floor-to-ceiling windows that overlooked the city. "Look out there," he said, his breath hot against my ear. "See all of that?" I nodded, my eyes blurring with unshed tears as I took in the twinkling lights of the cityscape. "That's your world," he whispered, his grip tightening. "And I control it. Now, bend over the desk." 📚 Now Available on Amazon This story is officially published. You can now read the full, edited version on Amazon Kindle. (Link in bio)

"So when you gon' stop playing and let me hit that shit, Zuria?" Mitch asked while he smoked a blunt in my mother's living room and we both sat on the floor. "Let you hit this?" I asked, raising an eyebrow as I watched him blow smoke into the air. "Yeah." He smirked, cockily. "How about when you learn how to talk to your girlfriend?" I took the blunt out of this hands and smashed it on the ashtray that was on the coffee table. "Whatchu do that for?" He bit his bottom lip, leaning into me. "Hm?" He went on, softly biting my neck. "I've told you, you can't smoke in here, Mitchell." "You're really not even supposed to be here." I said to him, considering my mother did not condone boys in her house but here he was. He'd completely ignored me though as he mushed his head into my neck, leaving small kisses. "Stop." I whined playfully as he pushed himself up onto me and kissed my lips, pushing me backwards with our lips still attached. "Mitch." I spoke nervously as he climbed on top of me while I now laid my back onto the carpet. "Let me hit that shit, ma." He spoke softly into my ear as he continued leaving kisses on my neck. "Mitch, we cant. My mom will be home from work soon." I expressed to him but he ran his hands up my school skirt anyway. "Stop bitchin'." "Let me finally pop that cherry, Z." He spoke, putting his lips on mine as he slowly moved my underwear aside and rubbed his fingers against my Girl. "Mm." I moaned, unfamiliar with this feeling but it felt great. And though I knew my mother would be here soon, I no longer wanted to stop. He continued rubbing it as I laid there, looking up into his eyes. As I did, he smirked down at me and I smiled small, rubbing a hand down his cheek. I was so in love with this boy.

A cross over between The Wire x One On One When notorious West Baltimore teen Michael Lee transfers to Patterson High for his junior year, his reputation follows him. Rumors paint him as a drug dealer, a killer, and someone no one should get close to. While the rest of the school keeps their distance, Breanna Barnes chooses to see the person behind the stories. After they're paired together for a school project, an unexpected friendship begins to blossom. As Michael struggles to leave his past behind and embrace a new future, Breanna becomes one of the few people who believes he's capable of change. But not everyone agrees. Friends and family warn her to stay away, convinced that Michael's past will eventually catch up with him. As their bond deepens into something more, old enemies, buried secrets, and the streets Michael thought he'd escaped threaten to pull him back into the life he's desperately trying to leave behind.

Stud4Stud (New Version Coming Soon) -dshaymarie.

A [stud for stud] short story of betrayal.

"𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐰𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐚𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐬, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦...𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐞."

Adapted From: Studs Get It Wetter. Neo, a freelance photographer, is building her brand when she unexpectedly falls for Remi, a popular OnlyFans star. Together, they battle public scrutiny in a manipulative industry to reclaim their narratives and redefine their love. MUST READ.