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The Cost Of The Crown by white-scar
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She was executed by the man she loved. Branded a traitor queen, she walked to her death beneath a cheering sky pelted with stones, cursed by the people she once bled for, and betrayed by her husband and the sister who took her crown. Her final words were not mercy, but prophecy. Her final breath was not peace. Death did not end her suffering. From beyond the veil, she watched her body discarded into an unmarked grave beside her parents-her severed head preserved as a trophy in the king's office. Only then did the gods admit their mistake. She had lived this life before. She had died before. And she had been sent back blind, stripped of memory, doomed to repeat her devotion until it destroyed her again. Out of pity and guilt a goddess offers her one final wish. She chooses to return. This time, she remembers everything. The poison. The lies. The execution. The crowd that smiled. The sister who stood beside her husband as he gave the order. Armed with memory and fury, she is sent back to the beginning with no promise of mercy and no second chances waiting beyond death. She will not beg this time. She will not love blindly. And she will not die quietly. Because when a woman who has already lost everything is given one last life, she does not seek redemption. She seeks retribution.
sa·pi·o·sex·u·al | KV by jada_wada13
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She's misunderstood but brilliant. He's dangerous but drawn to her mind. When their worlds collide, nothing will ever be the same.
𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐒 by bhrismaurice
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"ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴍʏ ʜᴜꜱʙᴀɴᴅ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴏʀᴇ."
𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒| 𝐃.𝐄 by planktonsdaughter
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Savannah McCarter is a quiet, determined college student with perfect grades by day - and a secret night job she'll do anything to keep hidden. Stripping pays the bills, but it's the guilt that keeps her up at night. Professor Sincere "Sin" Holloway is respected, feared, and always in control. Known for his sharp mind and colder heart, he doesn't do distractions - until Savannah shows up after class needing help. Neither of them is looking for more. But the tension is thick. The chemistry? Dangerous. And secrets don't stay buried forever.
⍺ ɱ ơ ᭘ ɽ by IcedoutNeal
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Sincere wasn't supposed to survive, let alone fall in love with both his roommates. Broke, bold, and barely holdin' it together, Sincere crashes into a life of stability, sex, and chaos with a couple that refuses to play by the rules. Polyamorous book.
𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐃𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭. by Jadahx_
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You, you, you, you and me could stop this love drought Parts 2 and 3 of 'Allure' series
𝐴𝐿𝐿𝑈𝑅𝐸. by Jadahx_
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Allure...to powerfully attract or charm; tempt. It was the physical attraction that they believed kept them coming back, but in reality, it was more than that. Two broken souls, unaware to the fact the fix was one another.
Urban Divinity  by jawncuffies
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He slowly backs up until his back is against the wall like my own, "You're..my neighbor?" He points to my door and I nod my head quickly. He hums softly, "You been here a while?" He asks and I nod my head once again. He chuckles, "Ya head hurt?" I nod again but stop as he laughs softly, "I-I mean.. no.. it doesn't." My cheeks burn red as I look at my shoes, "I-It doesn't hurt.." I repeat like a dummy and listen to him clear his throat, "So do you actually live there or was it bull?" He nods to my door and I play with my fingers, "Yeah.. I do.." I feel his eyes watch me and I quickly stop. "You live with your boyfriend or do you like sweatshirts that reach your knees?" He teased, making a giggle slip past my lips. I look away to the floor again, "I-I like big shirts... a lot." I mumble softly and he nods his head, "Hol' up." He puts his box down before walking over to one of the grey bins. I nosily watch as he pulls out a big grey sweatshirt, "Here." He holds it out for me to take and I stare at him with wide eyes, "F-For me?" I hesitantly grab the soft fabric as he chuckles, "Nah for ya mom." I puff my cheeks a little and give him a small glare, "Hush." He leans back against the wall and shakes his head, "It's cold out. You should put it on." ____________________________ She was a shy girl from the city with no spine and a list of problems so long that it could touch the floor and roll off her shoes. Though troublesome, she never truly minded because despite her fears, she was a smart little thing and worked around it. But like many of us, it kept her trapped in a tight little box. The fear of pain, insecurities, and endless thoughts held her back from the life she dreamt of. Until she met him. He was everything she could pray for and more. Tall, dark, handsome, intelligent, and caring. Perhaps she could peek out her little box.. just this once? __________ PLEASE STOP COPY PASTING MY BOOK!!!! THEIF!!! #1 in Daddy (1/1/2021) #1 in Black Romance (5/15/21)