* Getting older wasn't always easy, especially since most of the boys around her age would always use her instead of loving her...which is something she used to yearn for. When she was younger she felt like a ray of sunshine with no worries, always smiling, and more importantly she was never heartbroken or had trust issues. After a certain number of heartbreaks she learned to never take anyone serious again. But since they were kids there was one boy that always made sure she felt loved and appreciated. What happens when two childhood friends reconnect with another but one falls harder than the other. *

BIG DISCLAIMER: I wrote this book when I was a CHILD. The MC's are underage. If it makes you uncomfortable, please DO NOT read. This book is still up due to it being a comfort book, outside the smut. It touches on mental health and can be relatable. PLEASE, THIS IS A WARNING! THEY ARE UNDERAGE. "let me tell you something, darling. you've unlocked a side of me, even I fear. but since you want to keep me up all night, challenging me, he's gonna show up at some point." Mateo whispers, huskily into my ear, gripping my neck. "what are you talking about?" I whisper. "like how I show no mercy when killing someone. I can also show no mercy in bed. you're not sensitive, so you should be able to take the degrading. right, Tesoro?" he asks, i nod. "you know it's not true though. you know I love and cherish you, beautiful," he says slowly. "right?" "mhm." I nod. Mateo slowly starts speeding up his thumb, on my clit. "right. now I know, my Tesoro isn't so vanilla and innocent. So tell me, love. do you have any kinks?" the question catches me off guard. do I? "ya," I mumble. "I want you to list them," he whispers, I can hear the smirk on his face. "bondage, CNC- shit- dirty talk, uh-um, choking, degrading, stimulation. fuck i can't think," I mumble. "you've said my favourites, but have you ever heard of darcyphilia?" he asks, slowly entering his finger again. "n-no." I stutter. "well, I want to fuck you, overstimulate you, edge you, until you're in tears, chanting your safe word." _________________________________ ⚠️ I WON'T CONSIDER THIS BDSM, BUT IT DOES CONTAIN HEAVY SMUT⚠️ ⚠️ THIS BOOK DOES NOT PROMOTE TEEN PREGNANCY⚠️ ⚠️EVERYTHING OTHER THEN THE MAFIA CULTURE AND RACIAL CULTURES ARE FICTION⚠️ ⚠️ THIS BOOK IS CONSIDERED 18+ BUT IF YOU THINK YOU CAN HANDLE IT... I AIN'T YOUR PARENT. BUT DON'T SAY I DIDN'T WARN YOU⚠️ ⚠️YES THE GIRL IS ON BIRTH CONTROL FROM THE GET-GO⚠️

"You don't belong here. If you don't get your fucking weirdo ass out, I will personally drag you out of here my goddamn self. I don't give a single fuck about what my mom said, I fuck with a certain type of people and your embarrassing ass ain't one of them. I ain't invite you, so get the fuck on." I felt my heart tug at his words, for some reason. Not knowing what else to do, I slapped him hard across the face. The sound vibrated across the room, and suddenly all attention was on us. People gasped with 'ohhhhs' and 'oooh's' in shock. Cameras began flashing. I grabbed Zion by the collar of his shirt and brung him down to my height. "You don't get to fucking talk to me that way. Not after how you did me and our friendship, you piece of shit. Fuck your graduation, I hope you break your fucking leg! Get that basketball scholarship took real quick!" I screamed it loud enough for everyone to hear. I grabbed my purse and Novalie - practically dragging us out of there. I could hear the sounds of people snickering. Whether it was at me or at Zion, I didn't care. It didn't change the embarrassment and hot tears that were stinging my eyes. ... Kameron Alvarez liveꜱ in the ꜱmall, urban town of Cliffmark- and it iꜱn't for the weak. Same high ꜱchool, ꜱame college, ꜱame people, ꜱame drama, ꜱame problemꜱ. And worꜱt of all, ꜱame enemieꜱ. As Kameron learnꜱ to navigate through her college experience, ꜱhe alꜱo learnꜱ of information regarding her childhood friend turned enemy, Zion Solace. How ꜱhe uꜱeꜱ it may break the relationships of some around her. To her surprise, it will make her and Zion's. But only if their ego's let them.

Niah Monroe, a 26-year-old ambitious woman working her way through grad school, has always kept her life on the straight and narrow. She's loyal to her best friend, and she avoids men who could derail her goals. But then enters Khalil "Khaos" Mercer, 32, her best friend's older brother-fresh out after serving time, running the family's underground hustle, and building an empire of his own. He's dark, dangerous, and the one man she's never allowed herself to want. When circumstances force them together-him needing her brain and discipline to clean up his business moves, her needing his protection after a brush with street danger-the forbidden attraction between them sparks into a full-blown, undeniable passion.

On Kumina Sands, Jamaica, the black-sand beach is alive with spirtual and ancestral power. Two clans have lived there for generations: The Obara, guardians of dreams and spirits, and The Sangra, masters of the physical and the wake. When paths collide for Aurivielle Nior, a Sangra and Nyan Dreil, a Obara, dreams become reality and yearning becomes dangerous.

Kaia is a powerhouse attorney - fierce, passionate, and determined to see Black women win. In the courtroom, she's unstoppable.. but at home her marriage is falling apart. Behind closed doors, Kaia struggles to hold together a relationship where she's the only one fighting to make it work. Exhausted and lonely she crosses paths with Saint at a welcome home party- a smooth, charming, man that reels her in. What starts as a steamy passionate affair quickly spirals into something deeper, forcing them both to confront the consequences of their choices and the complicated reality of love, loyalty, and desire.

Avery's senior year is turned upside down when a kiss with her older brothers' best friend ignites a forbidden relationship tangled in danger, heartbreak, and family secrets that could destroy everything. *** "Aiden..." I shake my head, eyes fixed anywhere but the gorgeous man next to me. His hand grips my chin tightly, just enough to make me avert my eyes to his. "You know you want this as much as I fucking do. I want you to be mine. I want to be the one to hold you and kiss you the one you go to whenever you're happy or fucking sad. But let it be me, let me fucking show you that it should be me." He glares, jaw tensing. ...... ©hessaherophinelove

When Arianna marries billionaire Zach Price to save her family, she doesn't expect to fall in love with a man who'd always consider her a second choice. An unexpected turn of events brings the couple closer together, but can a marriage based on lies and deceit ever survive? ***** When Arianna's older sister, Olivia, decides to run away on the day of her wedding, Arianna is forced to take her place to save her family from ruin. But her new husband is angry, heartbroken, and seems to hate her guts. The cold, elusive billionaire Zach Price has never quite struck Arianna as the kind of man she'd want to spend her entire life with. She was more than content with her sweet, thoughtful boyfriend Noah, but when circumstances force them together, Zach and Arianna's hearts get entangled in a way she never saw coming. As the couple grows closer, they must battle the demons of their past and of the lives they left behind - especially when Olivia returns and decides she wants Zach all for herself. Content/Trigger Warning: This story contains scenes of violence and sexual abuse, and mentions abortion and miscarriage. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]] Cover designed by Ren Tachibana

"I am bound to punish you for breaking the rules," he said as he started undoing his tie. I swallowed, the thought of being punished by him terrified and excited me at the same time. I needed this. The heat pooled between my legs as I watched him undo his tie with one hand and his belt in the other. It was hot. He grabbed me by the neck, bending me over the table with my face down on the surface and my ass high up in the air. He caressed my soft flesh with his palm. "Count," he ordered, My brows furrowed in confusion, the haze of lust so heavy in my head that my brain failed to grasp his words. The first slap landed on my ass cheeks and I cried out. "Count," he barked. I whimpered but I nodded my head to his request. "One," I counted as the first slap came on my behind. I kept counting as he delivered blows to my now red ass. "Good girl," he murmured as he rubbed them gently, to take away the ache. I was moist and he could sense it. Dipping his finger into my pussy, he confirmed how wet I was for him. "Hmm," he hummed, embarrassment slammed into me with enough force. I barely knew this man and here I was letting him possess me. I liked it. I licked my lips in anticipation of what he wished to do, his lips touched the nape of my neck and I jumped. He licked the juncture of my neck, and the pulsating nerves there responded to his touch. "You taste so sweet," he murmured as he kissed his way down my neck. "T...thank you," I managed to get out. "Let me make you mine," he says,

Archie is a well known Italian billionaire that everyone is afraid of, one day a hot woman named Toni gets sold to him but he falls for her the second he lays eyes on her. Warning: Harassment, sexual abuse, rape, kidnapping (EDITING IN PROGRESS) Please don't read this story until it's fully updated. Keep it in your library or reading list until it's fully done. It was my first story and it was very cringe and terrible grammar. You can read some but only if the page says (Edited) at the top. Thank you. If you won't listen then take your own risk of cringe.