Love is just a word until someone comes along and gives it a memory... You know you're in love when you can say anything to the person and you know they won't laugh at you. When you can see their face when you close your eyes. When you can still feel their arms around you holding you tight after they're gone. When you can still taste their kiss after you have said goodbye. You can tell you're in love when you miss them before they're gone. When their voice lingers in your ears. When their presence eases any pain. When their name sends chills down your spin. When they're the only thing you can think about. You know you're in love when you can see all their hopes and dreams and their soul when you look into their eyes. When they call you at four in the morning to say, "I Love You" and mean it. When your tears stain not only their shirt, but also their heart. When even a simple chore done with them can become a lasting memory. Ultimately, you know you're in love when you can't imagine living without them and can't figure how did you live before you knew them. When they fulfill every need and without them you're incomplete. The love of someone else completes the heart, and sound and mind all at once. 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟓, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟎-𝐟𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝟏𝟎, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏

I open my eyes to see her right above, smiling. She's so adorable. My finger lightly traces her smile line. "Don't you think we could do something else other than watch this movie?" I questioned. I laid kisses on her ear and neck. "Mmm... But the movie," she moaned. "We can finish it later. Let me eat you out," I replied. ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ Hazel lived right next to Xavier. Her parents made sure to always interact with his family by planning dinner dates. During those times, there wasn't much interact between Xavier and Hazel. He was too busy trying to hide behind his comic books. Hazels parents had taken this as a sign of a crush. Hazel denied it instantly. Years and years go by and the two still remain together. High school was ending and the two had been separated. Well that was until now. Hazel comes back from New York to her childhood state, Michigan. When she comes back, she sees that not only has the architecture changed but the boy next door as well. He was no longer that shy nerdy boy. What will happen when the two relink? (The pictures within this book aren't mine. I edit details and change a few things.)

"True blue it's tight like glue..." A love story...♥️

Raixen knows loneliness better than most. His life is routine, quiet, and empty - by design. He never asked for hope. Never believed in love. Never thought happiness would recognize him. But a little girl claimed him as her father, and a black beauty stepped into his life and showed him what it means to be chosen - fully, deeply, and without fear. A NOVEL by ORIGINAL NUNU **CURRENTLY EDITING CHAPTERS**

After catching her on again off again boyfriend, Melvin, sleeping with the most promiscuous woman in Manhattan, Sapphire Jenkins calls the relationship off completely. She is wallowing in sorrow until she unexpectedly ends up in The Gentleman's Club -a club for the wealthy and successful men in Manhattan. It's not really her scene. Just a bunch of pompous, rich jerks and women trying to get their claws into them. And then Sapphire meets Giovanni DeLuca. Giovanni is a man of few words and he moves with an air of mystery. Giovanni is nothing like Melvin. He is quiet, reserved and has given up his old playboy ways since he lost his sight five years prior to their meeting. Before she knows it, her encounter with Giovanni will send Sapphire's world spiraling in ways she couldn't have possibly imagined even in her wildest dreams. Highest Rank: #4 in ChickLit Copyright©2017

When a woman leaves everything, she knows behind and starts a new live in a city she has only heard off, and where a man, known for his evil and dangerous ways, meets said woman, what will happen between these two? ~Dedication.~ "To all the readers who wants to be drenched in their own soil. This one's for you. ;)" "Uhm... Diabolo... Can you please-" I placed my finger under her chin, pulling her closer towards me. I swear she could feel my breath on her lips as I could feel hers. Her scent was driving me crazy. I wanted this woman; I needed this woman. Right now. I leaned in and kissed her on her beautiful, big, full lips. God, that lip combo of hers is about to get smeared. What was in her lip gloss? Her lips tasted like strawberry. It just made me want to taste her lips even more. Hello everyone. Long time no see. I finally continued this story that's been on hold for the longest time. To the people that speak Italian, I am sorry if some of sentences don't make sense. I used google translate so that's why. But most of the places I named, are in Italy. But yeah, I hope all of you have fun and enjoy my story. Impressive rankings: #1 IN bosswoman #1 IN italianman #2 IN interrelationship #4 IN blackwoman #4 IN mafia #6 IN bwwm

Janella Bayo, a real estate agent who is busy climbing her way to the top, has lived a still life of peace with her biggest problem being her next promotion. That is until a night of celebration with her friends prompts an unexpected turn of events, which leads her to stumble into the arms of Zaheel Osei better known by most as Prince, an Eastside kingpin with a heavy hand in the distribution of drugs, and the order that maintains his communities. Prince's charm mixed with Janella's ignorance pulls them into a relationship based on the lie of who Prince really is, and the relationship only grows as Janella continues to be unaware of his true identity, and Prince makes no move to make her wiser since he likes the reality of being able to be his real self around her without the suffocating embrace of his street persona. The blissfulness that is ignorance causes Janella to fall in love with him, but what happens when the blindness to the man she loves is met with the glasses of truth and she now sees betrayal, will she stay or will she leave? And who did she really fall for? But then again, what is truly love if it does not once render you blind?

After moving to Chicago to start a new life, Sveya isn't looking for nothing beyond a fresh start. Between church, school, and learning how to exist without losing herself, her life feels limited...until she meets Solomon.

In a world of drugs and guns that men dominate, Kaya Okoro is feared amongst them all for the standing her father's mafia holds and the reputation she has built by carrying out deeds that no other can do without leaving a trace. However, with her father's sudden passing she and her family are now left extremely susceptible to the dangers of the male dominated world that would rather burn than to see a woman, her mother, lead the mafia. Unwilling to back down, Kaya's family do their best to put on a brave face by attending the annual gala of peace between all mafias, where she is reunited with Dakari Adisa, a childhood friend.. Dakari Adisa is a well respected and connected man who built his empire with his own two hands, drugs being its strong foundation. He isn't close to his family due to issues with his parents, so in his world are only a small circle of friends who replace them. When all hell breaks loose at the gala of peace and Kaya is at the center of it. Unable to set herself free, Dakari gives her a hand per her mother's request, but this hand comes with the proposal of marriage, something Kaya didn't think she would involve herself in, though with her life on the line she has no choice but to accept. And unsurprisingly being married to Dakari not only saves her life but reawakens feelings she can't understand and doesn't want to because ironically in a world as deadly as this one she fears nothing but emotions.

My body was stuck. I wanted to move but I couldn't. He leaned down and our lips crashed together. He made the kiss deeper by adding tongue and picked me up giving my ass a squeeze. Earning a moan from me. He began walking upstairs and went straight to my room throwing me on the bed. "I missed you so fucking much." He said aggressively as he took his clothes off. I started taking mines off as well. He laid over my body kissing me again then breaking it-pressing his forehead to mine looking me in my eyes. I arch my back as he reach down to my soaking pussy and he started stroking my clit. "Always so fucking wet, I fucking love it." He continues to rub his fingers up and down my slit. Sticking a finger inside of me every so often. I moan out against his fingers on my clit. "Fuck this I need to be inside of you." He grunts. A love story about Antonio Russo & Shakayla Janai. Not fully edited! Let me know if I made a mistake somewhere!!! But not to much tho 😚 some of y'all be getting smart in the comments 🙃 I definitely return energy.