After Jayceon was brutally murdered in his home he vowed that he would never leave the house again. Years later Deja moves in .. and out of everyone he has came across and scared away will she be the one to stop him ? change him ? help him find the justice and peace he deserves .. or will he destroy her before she even gets the chance.

Book Cover By @sudansaint Drawn to the veiled danger of an ex-con at her father's tattoo parlor, a bored woman finds thrilling escape in his arms-and an unknown stalker, only for his silent admiration to curdle into a terrifying possessiveness that, instead of terror, ignites a fierce arousal and intrigue within her. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Liam Russell, a man defined by his quiet intensity and deeply possessive nature, emerges from prison seeking a fresh start. He finds it at "Desirable Ink," a tattoo parlor owned by the formidable yet strangely welcoming Jamal Hart. Under Jamal's wing, Liam quickly finds his footing as an artist, but his observant gaze soon fixates on Harmony Hart - Jamal's vibrant, captivating daughter. What begins as a captivated admiration for Harmony quickly curdles into a chilling obsession. Liam watches her, learns her patterns, and soon, stalks her every move, consumed by a fierce, undeniable need to possess her. Unbeknownst to him, Harmony, desperate for a taste of dark desires, is drawn to Liam's silent intensity, seeing a darkness reflected in his watchful eyes. But she isn't fully prepared for what she wishes for.

I cupped her face, planting a soft kiss on her beautiful lips. "Don't ever run from me, baby," I said softly, letting my thumb trace her jaw. "I love the chase." Her jaw tightened, her hands coming up to try and move mine. "Stop calling me baby, Ezra," she snapped, eyes flashing. I couldn't help but grin, dropping my voice to something low and dark. "Ohhh, now my baby has a problem with me calling her baby?" She shot me a glare, but I just tucked her hair behind her ear, pressing another kiss to her lips-gentler this time, lingering. "You don't get to tell me what to call you, baby." I leaned in closer, brushing my nose against hers. "You're whatever the fuck I call you."

He reminded her of a tiger- no a lion- always ready to pounce, never thinking once about their prey. Once upon a time, she was that prey. He hated her. He stalked her. He wanted her. She wanted him. They wanted each other. She was the gazelle, the wounded zebra the herd left behind. In other words, there was no way she was escaping this beast. But, somehwere in the mix of sex, hatred, and completely unnecessary outings, something else started to make itself know inside her. It made her want him more, and she already knew he wanted her with everything that was in him even though he refused that notion with every single fibre of his being. All the more, it was still there, and that left one thing. That one thing was to finally get together then, and now right? Wrong. It's all fun and games till somebody falls in love But you've already bought a ticket And there's no turning back now....

Kalista brown. A girl or should we say a black girl. Was always picked by some people from the start for her chubby body appearance. But since she has some crackhead gang with her. She feels strong. Cause she is strong. In college she and her friends are like known for being a crackhead. Always doing something different and known for going to principal's office for their doings. They always pull each other a prank and give them a dare. But what happens when one day kalista is told to do something very unusual by her friends which might change her life forever. Maxim abakumov. A man from Russia. Known for being the greatest mafia leader ever. He is respected by everyone and if not then there would be a pool of blood. He is the definition of demon. Doesn't gives a fuck about what people think about him. All he knows is that he is Maxim abakumov "The greatest". ---------------------- " Hello my dorogoy." I heard the man come to my side and say it on my ear. I shivered when he let out a breath beside me. " H- hello." I said and bowed to him. This man here radiates an energy that says "run". " Do you know you are the first woman I've ever waited for in my whole fucking life." I gulped hard when I heard him cursing. Oh my god. Oh my god what have I gotten myself into. " Now should we complete what we left that day." I looked up at him shocked only for him to looked down at me smirking. All copyrights © reserved by @darkbeneathlight #1in psycho thriller 23/1/2022 This story contains some abusive, dark and sexual contents. 🔞🔞⚠️⚠️. Please read at your own risk.

𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐫 𝐄𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐭 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧, 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐁𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐫𝐨. Rankings: #1 in teacher #1 in bwwm #1 in wmbw #1 in military #1 in french #1 in psychological #2 in nigerian #5 in obsession #7 in possessive #9 in dark romance

Lani wakes up. Goes to work. Comes home. And does it all again the next day. Like everyone else, she pretends not to notice the sudden military vehicles, armed men, and flying drones in the streets. But then she's warned to hide, Lani joins the others in the dark, unsure of what she's running from, and only knowing she has to run. Lani's quiet life Is over. And what waits for her on the other side of that silence...Isn't peace at all.

When Two Opposites Attract

"Listen, baby. I don't wanna hear anything from you except my name. No fighting. No talking shit. You're gonna take my dick like a good girl because of the fucking hell you've been putting me through." "And if I don't want to?" "The door's locked, not barricaded," he scoffed smugly. "But you've had so many chances to tell me to give up on you and you never really did. I don't think you wanna leave, do you?" There was still a hint of doubt in his question, so he tightened his grip on my neck to compensate for his fear. This only made me hornier. He was about to ruin me. "No, Mr. Craft, I don't wanna leave." "Then give me your mouth." ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ In which a young professor is hired by the enigmatic Chancellor and founder of Craft University, who looks suspiciously young for his age. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This is a romance book with supernatural elements following Veronica Greene-Pierre and Sebastian Craft. It is Book 1 in The Craft Trilogy. Happy reading! xoxo. - Sami

Genesis never thought a wounded soldier would collapses in her backyard. He's injured, armed, and doesn't speak a lick of English. She should've turned him in. But sympathy got the best of her. So she helps him instead. As the days pass, Genesis finds herself falling for the man she was never meant to meet-let alone love. But he isn't just any soldier. He's a member of the SSD. The clock is ticking, but his time with her isn't.