"Can't you just turn it on?" She huffed irritated tapping her foot anxiously. Her red bottom heals were too nice for a place with uneven pavement, tire marks, gas and oil all over the ground. She was humiliated being seen here in this sh*tty shop but she had no choice. She was already running late for her shoot. Kai stared back at her blankly and rolled his eyes in annoyance. The entitled impatient brat was giving him a major head ache. Such a beautiful f*cking headache this woman was and he just met her. "If that was the case you would be gone already and my day would be so much better." Adeline Jones. A pretty name for a pretty woman. Adeline is a black, upper class, young lady who is straight from Manhattan. She is the IT girl and she knows it. A model, an actress, an A lister with a grade A awful personality. She took over 80s and 90s and now is untouchable in the early 2000s. No one is good enough for Adeline and no one tells her no. Except one stubborn, and callous Mechanic named Kai Green.

In the darkest corners of obsession, a twisted love story unfolds. A powerful and ruthless man, driven by a fixation that knows no bounds, will stop at nothing to claim and protect the object of his desire. His love is a toxic abyss, consuming everything in its path. He'll kill, maim, and destroy anyone who dares to touch what's his. His possession is all-consuming, his jealousy a raging inferno. She's his fixation, his raison d'être. His every waking moment is spent thinking of her, plotting to keep her safe, and eliminating any threats to their twisted union. And he'll do whatever it takes to keep her by his side... forever. In this dark, erratic , and all-consuming romance, the lines between love and obsession are blurred. Get ready to enter a world where the darkest aspects of human nature reign supreme.

"I will feel this as deeply and express it as violently as I please."

The One Night Stand Series •Book 1• "So what are you two?" "Just two strangers that occasionally fuck," she says casually with a shrug.

Four years ago, Selena Moreau gave her heart to a man she had no business loving. She was a seamstress-young, gifted, and far from home. He was a prince, caught between duty and desire, with promises that tasted like forever. In the quiet shadows of the palace, they shared something soft, something sacred... until the world outside tore it apart. Now, Selena lives a quiet life in the town no one of importance ever visits, raising her son with careful hands and a guarded heart. She asks for nothing. Expects even less. The boy she bore is hers alone, and she intends to keep it that way. But when the newly crowned king returns and their paths cross once more, old feelings begin to stir-and buried truths rise to the surface. Alexander is back... not just in her world, but dangerously close to the one secret that binds them forever. He wants to know his son. He wants to understand what he lost. But after everything he left behind... will she let him in? A story of first love, betrayal, and the slow, aching journey back to one another-where the cost of silence may be the only thing keeping them apart.

Stalker romance Book two out now. 1 in toxic 6/21/25 1 in dark romance 5/19/25 1 in disturbing 8/18/25 1 in big age gap 7/1/25 1 in physiological 7/27/25 The argument didn't escalate. Liam doesn't raise his voice. He doesn't need to. When he's angry, the room gets smaller. The oxygen vanishes. Your own heartbeat betrays you. And when he left the room, slamming the heavy door behind him, I stood there for hours, unmoving. Not because I didn't want to move-but because I didn't know if I was allowed to. That night, he didn't sleep beside me. And I unraveled. I went through three different outfits. I brushed my hair seventy times. I practiced walking with books on my head like Rosa used to force me to. I whispered apologies into the dark, unsure if he could hear me. But he must have. Because in the morning, he was in the kitchen, making coffee like nothing happened. And when I wrapped my arms around him and buried my face in his back, he sighed and said, "There's my good girl." CURRENTLY WRITING BOOK 2

Kenzo's 𝑶𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 with Soraya isn't love-it's a hunger that devours him, a fixation that twists every thought until she is the axis of his world. No matter how far she runs, no matter how hard she fights, his shadow is always there-watching, waiting. To him, Soraya isn't just his weakness. She's his possession. His addiction. And nothing she says or does can sever the chain that binds her to him. He'll break down her defenses, strip away her resistance, and remind her there's no life outside of him. Caught in his tightening grip, Soraya is torn between fear and a dangerous pull she can't deny. Each step she takes to escape only drags her deeper into his world-a world where Kenzo has already decided the ending. Because in his mind, there's only one truth: she will be his-𝑭𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆r. ⚠️this story is a work of fiction⚠️

Violet was settled in her life. She had a rewarding career, beautiful home, and the perfect life. She was childless and had no thought of a man. That was just the way she liked it. Until, he came along... Marco was a biker who never knew life without his club. He was content with leading his club and living the remainder of his life as a bachelor. Women were nothing more than a good time, just not for a long one. Until, she came along... Rankings! #1 bwwm #1 blackwoman #1 blackandwhite #4 love #1 interracial #1 wmbw #1 motorcycle

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.

Book Cover By: @writermarie_ Nia: He's a broken soul with a dark past. He's a fearful man who sees nothing but red in the world. I want to hug him. I want to, dare I say, love him. But will he let me? Apollo: She's a ray of sunshine that burns my eyes with every smile. A flower with poison hidden beneath her petals. I want to break her and uncover her hidden dark desires. There's something about her and I can't let go even though I know I should. A world like mines isn't a place for her delicate soul and I fucking hate that. ~~ "Submit to me." He repeats, harder this time as he steps closer to me. "I am not some puppy you can command to do as you say. Who in the fuck do you think i am? Kali?" His frown deepens at my tone and in a second his cold rough hands are wrapped around my neck. I whimper at the sudden move and my body goes tense when he squeezes. "Apo-" "I said to fucking submit! Do you need me to force you to?" He growls in my face. His scent suffocates me more than his hands are and I remain silent, fearing that I will say the wrong thing that'll end in me buried six feet under. "What? Cat got your tongue?" He taunts with an evil smirk on his face. He's trying to scare me into submission. I refuse. If me dying saves my dignity then so be it but I will not let this evil man think he can control me. "I am not yours to submit to, Apollo," I say as loud as can with his hands still choking me. "I am not your pet. If you want to hurt me, then hurt me but I refuse to be the woman to fall at your every command. You tried that once, remember? And where did that get me? In the hands of your enemy. I fucking. Refuse." I used all of my strength to shove him away from me with heavy force. Needs To Be Heavily Edited