Anthony Deangelo is a computer programmer, game programmer, game developer, game designer, Manga writer, Artist, and Anime Creator. He's a Nerd, hopeless romantic also. He lives alone and goes into his own little world while working on his ideas. His family does things for the holidays in the family cabin up North. There's a problem, Anthony's Mom has told everyone in the family that Anthony is bringing his girlfriend over, and she is spending the Holidays with them. Anthony doesn't have a girlfriend; Anthony made her up. Now he's stuck and doesn't know what to do until he sees the woman he's had a crush on since laying eyes on her outside angry. So what does he do? Kidnaps her, of course, just for the Holidays. Aimee Robinson is a successful lawyer; she's on the billboards, she's won cases, and is doing pretty great for herself. The problem is, she happens to get the nickname called the "Ice Princess" she can be rude, blunt, seems to be cold-hearted, and doesn't seem to care about it. She cares about her firm and won't let anyone bring her down, not even the douchebag she was dating, who she found out was cheating on her. There's a mole in Aimee's firm, and she won't back down until matters are solved, but there's a problem. She's been kidnapped, by the weird guy who keeps staring at her from the cafe, and he says he's bringing her home to meet his family. Now Aimee is stuck in a car, handcuffed onto the car rest handle. She's dropped her phone outside the cafe and can't call for help; now she's on a road trip with a stranger who's bringing her to his home and claiming that she has to pretend to be his girlfriend. It's official; the world has gone mad. *completed December 31st, 2019*

Riny "Kae" Francisque is definite that she will never live to see the day of her true happiness. It has been set in stone since the day that she was born. She feels destined for a future of misfortunes. Her life is a living hell filled with constant abuse from both her aunt and a vulgar husband who strive to remind her how worthless she is. Trying to make the best of her life, Riny attempts to mend the remainder of the family she has left. But things go left when she witnesses her aunt being plummeted to death by her husband. In fear, Riny runs away from the home she's spent the entirety of her life in. No longer feeling safe where she is, Riny moves out of the state of Chicago where she encounters a brutal scene of a man being beaten by a mob of men. Unfortunately, they spot her and she is knocked unconscious and brought to an unfamiliar place. Riny meets the Pakhan, otherwise known as the leader of all bosses, and is left on trial to prove her innocence to the Vasiliev family. She gains the trust of everyone in the house and for once her life seems to be going right, she is protected, she is loved, she is happy. But happens when that runs out? Will she remain with the family she's grown to know? Or will she leave all that she's built for one big mistake? Will her love, life, and happiness be right behind her?

About a woman who struggled to keep her marriage but ended up trying for nothing. That's what she thought until someone unexpected helped her get the revenge she needed. Will she crumble under the pressure? Or will she thrive?

Iman Harriott is an 18-year-old black girl with Indian roots, who is one step closer to reaching her dream, due to her acceptance to one of the prestigious universities in England, Oxford. Iman is known to be very passionate when it comes to controversial topics- let's just say that she's on the left-wing sides on things. Alistair Ryle is the complete opposite of Iman, except both of them being ages of 18, going to Oxford and are very passionate about particular topics they speak on. Unlike Iman, Ryle was born into money- privilege you could say, only believing that the patriarchal society is the right way of life. Call him a far right-wing conservative, and he'll walk with proudness and dignity. It only took one sneaky link up for the two to lose their fucking minds, not being able to keep their hands off each other, they try to maintain a relationship more than sex...even if it ended up hurting a couple of people along the way. Stick around to see what the cruel future will hold for Alistair and Iman, and will they be able to mend their differences.

"Tell me you don't want that," his darkened eyes clashed with her dazed ones, "Say it, and we'll stop right now. Tell me, and I'll go." Silence hung in the air, the distant hum of passing cars and crickets fading into the night. "Cause I have every intention of making you my wife, the mother of my kids, my everything. I want that. I want you. Understand?" Her eyes welled up, and her lips trembled as she swallowed hard, then nodded quickly, "I want that too." "That's what I thought, baby." ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ Cerise Rowan liked to keep things simple. Her days were a steady loop of sleep, eat, study, repeat. She told herself she valued comfort, though in truth, change terrified her. With change came anxiety, and her mind, already a delicate balance, struggled to cope. Her favorite S-words: sleep, solitude, and snacks, were enough to keep her "mild" disorder in check. Until another one entered her life. Well... two. If you count sex. ♡ Saint Novak lived by two rules: stay comfortable and take each day as it came. With his intimidating presence and (mostly) emotionless exterior, he wasn't exactly easy to get to know. He didn't waste time on dead ends, keeping his life decisively organized. People and things included. But Saint's problems were far from "mild". For years, he believed he had nothing to lose. Now, he's learning what it means to have goals, to want more, and to keep what's important to him close. So what happens when he walks into his parlor and is greeted by a new face? A very pretty face. One that stirs desires he didn't even know he had. Well, one taste of her is more than enough to set a few more goals.

ψψψ After a stretch of horrific bullying at the hands of the wealthy and cruel Cassian Ambrose, Camille Beaumont enters her junior year hoping to keep her head down and power through at her illustrious and isolated New England boarding school. But as her nightmares turn into day terrors, and her reputation is once again dragged through the mud, Camille finds herself receiving help from the least expected source: the devil⁠, himself, Cassian Ambrose. Only now, he wants her. Soon, Camille learns there's a reason they call him the Devil. ψψψ

Description: This is a story about how a nineteen year old blond Australian boy with long hair, named Lucas. Who falls in love at first sight with this beautiful twenty-three year old black girl from America, named Shannon. Who also has a five year old daughter to care for. ------ "I swear. I'll show her one day that age is just a number." -------- "L-Lucas..." she moans. "Say it sweetheart." I whisper, in her ear. "Uh-uhhhhhhh!!!" she screams, in ecstasy and arches her back. "That's right, let them know you're mine." ------- PSA: This book is mostly told in the male main character POV. This book is also about a brown skin black girl and a white man. At the moment there isn't any pictures of the female main character, so please feel free to use your imagination for the time being. Due to growing up and being a young adult now I am not on here as much as I would like so please keep that in mind and be patient with me when it comes to updating. ------- (Editing might not be as great for the moment) Started: June 20, 2020 Ended: still ongoing

I can't help the moan that escapes my mouth at the taste of her tongue against mine, and my hips pulse reflexively up to meet hers. But before I can reach the heat emanating from her core, she grasps my neck in her hand and pushes me away, pressing me into the couch, my breath coming out in pants once I'm disconnected from her. It takes a few seconds for my dazed eyes to make out the expression on her face, and I notice that, while her lips are swollen with my kisses, her eyebrows are pulled forward in frustration. "Kai." She lowly whispers my name and pulls the hand that isn't tightly grasping my neck out to caress my cheek. I can't tell whether to bask in her attention or obsess over the fact that I did something wrong. "Stay still," The right hand clasping my neck tightens to the point where I gasp for breath, but quickly releases soon after. My dick jumps in my briefs at the feeling and I blush, secretly hoping she didn't notice. By the way that her eyes light up and her eyebrows release to a more neutral stance, I can tell that she did. But there's no time to acknowledge that because her next words and actions render me breathless. "Remember, I am in control." She states, and then pushes her pelvis so that her heated core presses right against my aching cock. *** In which an inexperienced college freshman catches the eye of a sinful Dominatrix who wants to take every ounce of his innocence... WARNING: This story isn't limited to BDSM. It explores the kink world. And as you may or may not know, kinks go beyond pain/pleasure. If you're brave enough, check it out ;) *Trigger Warnings are provided in the first chapter* **The female lead is older by several years - suck it up sweetie, you'll survive** 110,000 - 120,000 Words