Zola West thought keeping her head down and running numbers for a Miami nightclub would be enough to survive. But when secrets surface and money goes missing, she finds herself face-to-face with the Bratva-and the ruthless man behind it all. Nikolai Malakhov doesn't tolerate betrayal, but there's something about the sharp-mouthed accountant that makes him hesitate. Now she's in his world, on his payroll, and under his control. The numbers don't lie. But Zola does-and it might cost her everything. A dark, addictive story of power, obsession, and survival.

I'm going to jerk off while I eat you, baby," Zae said before licking his lips. "And," Stefan said, low and firm, " you're going to jerk me off." I smiled shyly and nodded. Stefan adjusted the seat slightly. Once everyone was comfortable, I relaxed and released a deep breathe. "I'm getting thirsty again," Zae said, eyeing between my legs like a piece of fried chicken. "Then satisfy your thirst," I replied, adding a hint of seduction to my voice. ________________________________________ Ugly. Different. A freak. That's how nineteen year old Kaelani felt. Her home? A nightmare. Her aunt? Worse. And the world outside? Probably just as unkind. So she kept her head down, her heart guarded, and her hands busy-cleaning other people's messes for a living, while convincing herself no one would ever see her. Then they showed up. One charming, teasing, impossible to ignore. The other bold, confident, with a scar that makes her pulse quicken. And suddenly, Kaelani's carefully invisible world isn't so invisible anymore. Two men. One girl. Unspoken rules. Quiet obsession. And desire that waits... _______________________________________ Read at your own risk! Triggers inside!

She was a devoted wife. A brilliant doctor. A woman who believed she understood her own boundaries. Then her husband's secret gambling debt drags them into the orbit of the city's most feared mafia don-and nothing is hers anymore. Taken from their home in the dead of night, she's forced to save a man who lives on violence and power. He's ruthless, untouchable, and devastatingly magnetic. Every look lingers too long. Every accidental touch ignites something dangerous. Every low, controlled word chips away at her resolve. She tells herself she's loyal. Married. Moral. But obsession doesn't care about vows. Late-night treatments blur into intimate confessions. Professional distance erodes into stolen moments. What begins as duty becomes temptation, then craving-an ache she can't silence and a man she can't escape. In a world where trust is lethal and desire is a liability, surrendering could cost her everything she's built. Or it could be the only thing that makes her feel alive.

Zahara Blackwell was destined for greatness-or so she thought. As the first-born daughter of the esteemed Alpha and Luna of the Silver Hollow Pack, and a powerful Black female werewolf, she spent her whole life preparing for the moment the Moon Goddess would reveal her fated mate. But fate, it seems, had a cruel sense of humor. On the night of her 21st birthday, Zahara's world shatters when her fated mate is revealed to be none other than her childhood crush, Alpha Kieran Vale-strong, revered, and the man she'd secretly dreamed of loving. Instead of joy, she's met with betrayal: Kieran publicly rejects her in front of the entire pack, scoffing at the idea of her as his Luna. And in a twist of the knife, he turns and claims her younger sister, Seraphina-the delicate, soft-spoken "golden girl" of the family-as his chosen mate. Humiliated and heartbroken, Zahara is pushed to the edge. When she dares to stand up for herself, her parents-more concerned with reputation than justice-condemn her for "jealousy" and "disrupting the pack's harmony." With no one to turn to, Zahara rejects her title, her family, and her pack, becoming a rogue in the dead of night. For months, she survives on instinct and raw power, until she's found half-starved and injured at the border of the powerful Nightfang Pack. There, she meets Alpha Lucien Graves-a tall, battle-scarred warrior with haunted eyes and an aura of silent strength. He offers her sanctuary, not sympathy, and Zahara finds herself slowly healing under his quiet protection. As trust grows and sparks ignite, Zahara begins to imagine a future where she is truly seen, loved, and chosen-not because of duty or status, but because of who she is. But just when her new life begins to flourish, her past returns. RANKINGS: #1 in Fated Mates

With spending her young adult life working to pay off her debt as an escort at a private brothel, Venus has lost her zest for life. But when two men came with the intention to buy her, everything changes.

Bel was an orphaned girl after watching the horrific murders of her parents. Thrust into the seedy underbelly of society by being gifted to a Pakhan's daughter. Growing up as a pawn in the mafia world, it did not shock her when she was forced to marry the most feared mafia boss of them all, taking the place of a sister that wasn't hers. A brute of man whose reputation did match that of the only man she had ever felt safe with. It didn't even shock her when said "sister" decided that she wanted to marry the beast after all, dangerously pushing Bel towards a sure death since everyone knows there's only one way out of the mafia. But she's smart, educated, has skills both known and unknown that she can pull from to get her head off of the chopping block. And when there's a new development, a new reason to fight, maybe she can even pull in old allies to see her through. Will her her husband release her once he has what he wants? Will her old flame do the same?

Zola and Shane have been married for years and the spark has yet to die. She supports his dream of becoming a writer just like he supported her dream of owning her own bakery. The only thing missing in their relationship is a baby. In walks Zola's sister Imani, a fly by the seat of her pants type that embodies the younger sibling mentality of everything revolves around me. Never would Zola have believed that inviting her sister into her home would result in her life being turned upside down. Not only is her sister and husband sleeping together, but they seem to have the blessing of her family. Meanwhile, a surprise pregnancy rocks everyone to their core, and Zola now has to choose how she proceeds in her once charmed life. Betrayal, audacity, and scandal now come in spades in Zola's world, and all she can do is hold her head high... and bake.

***COMPLETED*** When Isabella graduates with a degree in psychology, she takes a job as the pack counselor. Being a plussized black woman and having to endure the loss of her parents, she never expected to find love. She didn't expect to have a mate to accept her and she sure as hell didn't expect four... ******************************************************************* This was my first story on here, I had to rearranged the chapters so I deleted the story and reposted it. If this is your first time reading this I hope you enjoy! ^_^

Jasmin is a struggling dance teacher living off of what was left of her inheritance. And it is quickly depleting. Charles couldn't be more well off if he tried. He's a loving family man and well respected, content with his life at this stage. Their lives collide when he is sent to collect his grandson from the same club that she is trying to lose herself in. The attraction is immediate, the feeling of having met before overwhelming. But he's married, and she's too young to take up with him, not that he's the type of man to ever cheat. He knows he should forget her. She knows that he wouldn't look twice at her. But he can't, and he does. Their world's are irrevocably changed because they couldn't stay apart if they tried, no matter how deadly the consequences.

Anyla's life is finally starting to take a bright turn. A new apartment in a quiet, suburban neighborhood. A real RN job with a real paycheck. After years of struggle, she's finally stepping into her soft era. And then there's him. Min Choi-her landlord. Sweet. Polite. The kind of man who smiles with his whole face and holds the door just a second too long. He offers her a luxury unit at a price that feels like a blessing. And when she meets him in person? He feels like one too. But blessings don't watch you the way Min does. They don't text every night to check on your locks. They don't know your favorite wine-or exactly how you take your coffee. And they sure as hell don't smile when someone else says your name. At first, he just seemed like the perfect landlord. But now Anyla isn't sure if she moved into her dream life... Or a carefully constructed trap.