Ayana Zuri does not lose. Not because she's lucky or untouchable. But because she learned a long time ago that if she worked harder than everyone else, if she thought faster, if she stayed colder, then nobody would ever get close enough to hurt her again. Five years ago, she decided she was done being the girl who trusted too easily. Done with distractions. Done with relationships. Done with confusing attention for love. So she rebuilt herself into someone unreachable. Law school. Discipline. Structure. No drinking. No dating. No unnecessary attachments. Success became the only thing she allowed herself to want. And it worked. Now she's exactly where she's supposed to be-top of her class, impossible to ignore, and now standing in a courtroom for the first case of her career. Her first chance to prove she belongs. It should've been a simple win. And yet... unbeknownst to her, she's walked into the circle of a man who has never once trusted chance to deliver what he could take for himself. _______ Some men are born powerful. Van Seo de Montclair was born inevitable. Raised between Monaco's old stone buildings, private terraces, and conversations held behind closed doors, Van grew up in a world where influence never announced itself-it simply reigned. From an early age, he learned that attention was expensive and mistakes were remembered. He grew into the kind of man who understood outcomes before conversations happened. A strategist by instinct. So why... No... how did this lawyer with a sharp mouth and an inability to leave things unfinished manage to force a result he never intended? To Van, people had always been pawns-pieces moved by desire, fear, ambition, and timing. And so was she. Until she wasn't. Until she looked at a finished game and chose not to play by his rules. And now... until he gets what he wants, he'll make sure she has no choice but to look back. Prosecutor X Predator. May the hunt begin.

Malika Danai is pressure. Friendly, social, and loved by all, Malika thrives in college and is often seen as a mirage - seemingly real and attainable but disappears when approached. She's a party girl to the core. Loves to drink, flirt, and explore with her best friends, Ayana and Isabella. Her beauty is undeniable. With curly black hair cascading over her shoulders and golden-brown skin that glows no matter where she's at, Malika's presence is impossible to ignore. Her dark brown eyes often sparks with mischief, and her full two-toned lips often curves into teasing grins that hints at secrets she rarely shares. Malika excels at a lot of things but she was never the study type. She prayed the night before exams and hoped that her grades would at least give her a passing score and somehow, that always worked. Until now... Her grades are barely holding on- good enough to pass, but not good enough for a sorority like the Alpha Kappa Alpha (AKA). She wants to join. No she needs to. It's the only way she can prove to her mother that she's worth it. And she'll do whatever it takes. Even if it means casting her pride aside to get help from the boy who loathes her existence. Meanwhile... Theo Sinclair is a weapon. An academic weapon that nobody can beat. Coming from an old money family where the expectations and bars are set high, Theo surpasses them all and is often pushed towards greatness by his family. Yet he has a big flaw: boredom. Because of his uncaring attitude towards everything and everyone around him, Theo is often alone. Deliberately avoiding attention and validation from peers; he thrives in the silence and rhythm of his own scheduled routines. He has only one rule; 'Never let myself feel things I can't control.' To him, parties are ratchet and vile. An enigma vastly contrasting his reverence for solitude, silence, and carefully ordered thoughts. So when he's pushed into an unwanted arrangement, he resents the intrusion because slowly, his rule...

Solange Vale dances for a living-stripping at night to pay suffocating student loans and her father's medical bills. It's not glamorous, but it's hers. Then one night, a stranger shows up in the club-a cold, unreadable, and surprisingly intrigued one. She never expects to see him again. Until he shows up outside her college classroom-no longer a stranger, but her equal. What begins as tension ultimately comes apart and turns out to be something significant, forcing Solange to confront all that she had thought about love, survival, and herself. 🥇 in #dark 🥇 in Book #7 in BWAM #6 in Curvy

❛❛under all that fucking inked skin, i still see right through you.❜❜ [COMPLETED + UNEDITED] MATURE CONTENT! On her 21st birthday, Jelani Elias River decides to get a tattoo. She's encountered him before and assummed that they'd never see one another again. Once bad boy - Mr. Know-it-all, Xavier Richard-Jean inks her for the first time, she can't get enough of him. She seems to love every pathetic aspect about life, he romanticizes death. He convinces her that their relationship doesn't exceed past the bedroom but when he begins to find an unfamiliar affection for the passionate Jamaican-Nigerian girl, they both can't seem to help falling for one another. * full disclosure: i was young when i wrote this. that says it all. COPYRIGHT © KORA VIANNE 🤍 BWAM, INTERRACIAL, ROMANCE.

everyone loves down bad rich whiteboys. ___________________________________ FIRST BOOK IN NEEDED ME SERIES, CAN BE READ AS A STAND ALONE

In the blink of an eye, I lost everything - my mother, my home, and my life. The only thing she left me was a debt I couldn't repay and a bounty on my head, and desperate times require desperate measures. ---------------------------------------- A mischievous smile spreads across his lips as he takes a big step toward me, and as soon as I am within his reach, he grabs my hips and pulls me against him. I lay my hands on his chest and trace my fingers along the outlines of his tattoos as he maneuvers me back to his desk. My ass presses against the edge of his desk as he lets his hands run down my sides until he grabs my ass cheeks " Are you sore from last night, baby?" "I'm fine." "I hope you're not lying to me," he whispers against my lips.

Power is not given it's taken. In the heart of a city plagued by corruption and shadows, where the line between justice and criminality blurred, an unlikely collision of fate was about to unfold. This is the story of two souls from opposite sides of the law, whose lives intertwined in a forbidden dance of desire and danger. Silas Luciano, the illustrious son of the city's most notorious mafia. Silas commands power and fear with an iron fist. His striking presence, sharp intellect, and ruthless demeanor made him an enigma to those who dared to cross his path. On the other side of the spectrum stood Imani Falcone, a brilliant attorney her reputation as a formidable courtroom adversary and her unwavering moral compass made her a beacon of hope for those seeking redemption in a city tainted by crime. Their paths had never crossed until a high-profile case thrust Imani into the heart of Silas's world. She found herself defending a client accused of a crime that struck at the heart of Silas's empire. It was a dangerous game they were about to play, where desire and danger walked hand in hand. As their worlds collided, Silas and Imani confronted the unyielding forces that sought to tear them apart. Loyalties would be tested, sacrifices made, and the very fabric of their lives would be forever altered. In a city where power and passion collided, where law and crime danced a treacherous tango, the unlikely union of a lawyer and a soon to be mafia boss would challenge the boundaries of love, and test the strength of their resolve. #1 in mafiaman 11/23/24 #1 in Mobties 11/23/24 #4 in Italian 11/23/24 #5 in slow burn 11/23/24 #1 in Mobties 3/10/25

Book 2 in The 'Three Words Series' Theo and Naomi haven't spoken since. Since everything, that night, first year, all of it. Second year has just started. They're no longer neighbours but their friendship group are still very much so close. They're forced to see each other still. Communication was their biggest downfall last year, will they actually talk through things like civil adults for once? **SEQUAL TO Clouding my judgement. MUST READ THAT FIRST** **CANNOT BE READ AS A STAND-ALONE BOOk** **MATURE CONTENT, A LOT SPICIER THAN THE FIRST BOOK SO BE PREPARED** "Why would you kiss him, when you're mine, Hmm?" He asked as he stroked her entrance with his two digits "I-" She breathed out as he took no time inserting his fingers inside of her, curling them just to make her moan for him "What was that?" He smirked, hearing her whimpers as the increasing tempo of the song wasn't helping her heart beat or the pulse inbetween her thighs of how much she hated Theo in the moment, but enjoyed what he could do to her with just two fingers When she didn't answer him, Theo slid his fingers slowly out of her with a pop. She felt his fingers trace over the slit of her entrance, teasing her, already knowing the power he had over her body. She did nothing but accept it, as her body reacted as it usually did Wet and ready, only for him She found herself opening up her legs wider to give him better access to her. Almost as if it were instinct. Theo slid his fingers up and down her slick folds, multiple times - teasing her - knowing this would set her off even further. The anticipation of it all.