"you was there for me when i needed you, so i was trying to do the same." sequel to bodyguard

Shanice Daniels moves New York from the Caribbean to live with her uncle after college. What will happen when she helps a bleeding man in an alley one night on her way home from work. Do you need me to call the ambulance?" I have no idea why I asked in the first place. "No." His voice was weak and his face looked pale in the light from my phone. "Well you need medical attention where will you get it." I ask panicking because I have no idea what I'm supposed to do. "My phone, pocket call Xavier." His hands starts to loosen on what I assume to be the wound. Before I knew what I was doing I slapped his very handsome face. "Stay wake, stay with me." Feeling his pockets when his closing eyes flew open. I found his phone but it was locked. "It locked." I say it has some pin and a fingerprint but the way his hands were covered in blood the pin would be best. "4528." He's says voice not even a whisper. Using my shaking hands I put in the pin and open his contacts, calling Xavier as he asked. His hands started to fall again I quickly dropped my own phone and place my hands on his to keep pressure on the wound. Read to find out what will happen next.

#1 In manipulation 8/12/25 #1 in poetic 8/12/25 #1 in bwwm 9/2/25 #2 in dark romance 9/3/25 #1 in high school drama 9/7/25 #1 darkskin 9/2/25 #1 in Stockholm 10/7/25 #1 in vote 10/17/25 Since people don't like to read tags I just wanna let yall know this is a DARK ROMANCE book. As in a abusive , manipulative relationship. ... Finally, he asked, "Why are you crying?" Yara didn't lift her head right away. She was used to being ignored, not spoken to. When she did answer, her voice was small. Almost a breath. "They forgot me again," she whispered. "Who?" "My parents. They were supposed to pick me up." He blinked once. "So?" She looked at him then, really looked. "They always forget." Adonis didn't nod. Didn't frown. Just sat back on his heels. There was no sympathy in his face, but there was something else. Interest. Recognition. He understood what it meant to be forgotten. He stood up and looked down at her. "Do you want to disappear?" The question hung in the air like a blade. Yara didn't answer. She didn't know how. But the silence between them said enough. Adonis nodded once. "Come on." She hesitated. And then, quietly, she got up and followed him into the woods- not because she trusted him, but because he was the first person who hadn't looked through her.

Tyler a girl who has high functioning autism and is also diabetic has spent almost her entire life in foster care. Out of no where her and her twin brother Greyson are adopted at the age of 17 by a gay couple who happen to have eight other kids. She has never been interested in relationships and honestly doesn't quite understand them. They start at a new school and Greyson instantly makes friends with one of his new brothers friends. Tyler does like she always has and keeps away from making friends or love interests. But then over Thanksgiving break Tyler catches the eye of one of Greyson's new friends. James is about the definition of gentleman, he's a high-school football star who's going to go to law school to follow in his parents footsteps. He finds a liking to his new friends sister, with her brothers permission of course he takes her out on a date and it takes off from there. Follow allong as Tyler and James try and figure out their interesting relationship with bumps (more like giant pot holes) along the way. Currently #1 in autism

Kairo is scared his autism will stop him from finding love.

✥ The Mob Boss & His Therapist ✥ [part one/ unedited] BEING EDITED FOR FURTHER PUBLISHING Rafael Rossi, a glass like fragile Italian mob boss, who has sworn to never let anyone on his demons that have only resulted him post traumatic stress disorder. He had one promise, to make those bleed who have made him bleed and his biggest motive being to never let anyone on the pain he has been carrying in his heart that has been bleeding for stitches till this day. He had grown out of love with the concept of love which had him only suffer. Little did the heartless mob boss know he would find someone who knew him more than he knew himself. Ravenna Romano, a kind & loving therapist, who had made a mission to help others escape their pain and make them fall in love with the idea of love once again. Losing her baby brother, Beau, at a young age had given her the curse of a bleeding heart which after a long toll, she learned pain can be only subsided by love. She knew darkness can only be taken away by the light of hope. Hope of a new fresh start. But she did not know that she would be helping the heartless Italian realise that his heart was waiting to be healed. Little did she know that she was going to be the therapist of Rafael Rossi. But would she be able to be his remedy when she choose the sweetest words to heal his brittle heart when he choose the most poisonous actions to break it. ﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎﹎ "Mr.Rossi I really need you to open up to me for our sessions to work." She said in her sweet innocent voice as he felt himself rage at her pointless efforts on healing something that doesn't exist. "How about you start by opening up to me?" He asked while his eyes traveled down her ripe body. "Mr.Rossi, I don't understand." The caring heart of the therapist spoke as she felt his greedy gaze upon her untouched shrine . "Open up your legs Ms.Romano."

(𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙘) 𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙡𝙨, 𝙚𝙭𝙘𝙚𝙥𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙞𝙛𝙪𝙡, 𝙞𝙣𝙣𝙤𝙘𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙤𝙧 𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙙 👼🏻🤍☁️

"Останови машину," I commanded. (Stop the car) The driver, whose name I'd forgotten, obeyed. Stepping out, I walked towards the boys, hearing their laughter and insults. I jogged over, drawing my gun from the holster at my waist, and snapped, "Тебя никто не учил манерам?" (Did no one ever teach you any manners?) The color drained from their faces, and they scattered. Approaching the corner where they had been standing, my heart clenched. There, on the cold ground, lay a girl, shivering in nothing but a dirty, torn t-shirt. ♡♡︎♡︎ A small, naive girl with no shelter. A feared mafia boss known as the Angel of Death...What will happen when their paths cross?

"ʟᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ɢᴇᴛ ᴀ ᴋɪꜱꜱ 𝘚𝘢𝘪o𝘮𝘪" "ɢɪʀʟ ɢᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴜᴄᴋ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴍᴇ" 𝘚𝘢𝘪o𝘮𝘪 ʟᴀᴜɢʜᴇᴅ ʙᴜᴛ ꜱᴏᴏɴ ꜱᴛᴏᴘᴘᴇᴅ ᴡʜᴇɴ ꜱʜᴇ ꜱᴀᴡ ᴋᴀʏᴄᴇ'ꜱ ꜱᴛʀᴀɪɢʜᴛ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ

"Lilah, if he so much put one finger on you I will personally see to it that he ends up six feet under. It that clear?" Ash says, his expression cold. "Yes sir."