[complete; editing, ROUGH draft] "Say something in Spanish." I snorted, "Like what?" "I don't know... I just want to hear you speak it." Our gaze stayed on each other for more than it should've. But I couldn't look away. Her hair laid out behind her on the pillow, her hands under her cheek and her head nearly under my arm. I inhaled, "Puede que me esté enamorando de alguien que nunca me amará." She parted her lips and for a second I thought she understood me, my heart skipped a beat until she spoke, "And what does that mean?" "It means, this woman beside me asks too many questions," I lied. ***** Oakley Marrero has been nothing but a rebel since witnessing her parent's murder at the age of eight. Leaving everything behind ten years later, she settled down in New York City in hopes to track down the killers that have never been found. While on her mission, she had what she thought was a one-night stand with August Creed. But when she collides with him while just mere seconds away from catching her parents killer - getting away yet again - the two find out they have more in common than just sexual attraction. ***** -Does not portray IRL Mafia's- Start date: May 22nd, 2021 End date: Nov 18th, 2021 Status: Complete Achievements: 50k reads- July 22nd, 2021 2k votes- Aug 13th, 2021 100k reads- Sept 16th, 2021 3k votes- Sept 24, 2021 4K votes- Dec 10, 2021 150k reads- Dec 10, 2021 200k reads- Dec 18, 2021

"I don't know how you did it" He said with pain and frustration in his eyes "But you need to stop" I look at him and softly said "I don't know what you're talking abo-" He cuts me off by pinning me against the wall looking even more frustrated "You're making yourself important to me and you need to stop!" He yelled making me shut my mouth. I look at the pain, sadness and anger that was swirling in his eyes "Please don't make me stop" I whispered softly, leaning closer to him. He shuts his eyes tightly and whispers "God damn it" before pulling me and placing his lips on mine. Welcome to the story of Lauren and Alexander.

"Ezekiel...." I whispered softly into his ear, my crimson lips tugging into a sly smirk as I felt his body shake grow stiff against mine. My finger trailed softly against his arm, goosebumps raising along the path I traveled. "Stop." He whispered, I noticed how utterly breathless he had become. Causing the smirk that tugged at my lips to expand into a sinister smile. My fingers left his arm, lifting my fingers in the air I delicately grasp his chin, as if I squeezed too hard he'd crumple to dust beneath my fingers. "Why do you want me to stop, Zeke?" I questioned, my eyes feigning fake innocence as I awaited his answer. His eyes searched mine, and I felt my own proud look faltering as I undoubtably started to melt looking into his pools of Amber. "Because..." he started, his lip being tugged into his mouth by his white teeth. "Because...?" I assisted, as I got as close to him as physically possible. His eyes hardened, glaring into my soulless ones. "It feels, Sinful."

Book 1 of the Black Series. Rated 18+ Dorian has lived for six centuries. He's lost track of how many men he's killed, of how many wars he's seen. Immortality doesn't seem like a good idea anymore when your feelings have slowly disappeared over the years and you have nothing to look up to. But then he meets a young woman that fears the ocean, that hides many secrets in her turquoise eyes and she slowly revives all the feelings he forgot he could have. Torn between the desire to taste her blood and the rush of emotions, Dorian goes through the biggest war he has yet to live: his internal war. Will she let him unravel her secrets? Will he tell her his? Mature audience 18+. This book will contain mature language and themes.

"Thanks Jasmine. You were my last hope. I was considering just bringing Gracie to work with me, if you hadn't applied.'' I began. Both of us stood to shake hands. "You're a lifesaver.'' ''As are you. You don't know how desperate I was myself,'' she replies, moving from the table and begins walking with me to the door. ''Then I guess we're both doctors,'' I joke. I wasn't sure if she got it based on the confused stare she was giving me. "You get it? Because, doctors save lives? Nevermind. You start Monday.'' I mumble, walking out of the cafe. You're an idiot, Cole. ~~~ Cole Archer is a heartbroken, twenty-two-year-old father to his beautiful daughter, Gracie. Due to Gracie's behavior with her previous nannies it has been hard to find a nanny that will last longer than a week. That is until he discovers Jasmine Grayson. She is an attractive, strong, and independent woman. Everything Cole needs in his life. Will she mend his broken heart? Or is she nothing more than his daughter's nanny? Editor: @Kalhixo Designer: @authoramasa (on Instagram and Wattpad)

A girl with a big heart and so much emotional damage moves to a small town with her foster parent. She hopes that this can be a new start, but then she meets a boy who will either help her fight the demons of her past or become one of her demons himself.

Book 1 - The Bruised Boxer Series Oreo addicted freshman, Maddison Maurice hated her job at the college gym, it was surprisingly the most quiet and boring job she'd ever had. And like that wasn't enough, she had to work with a snubbish petty girl like Jessica. But when a little accident causes Ashton Malik, school star boxer and son of UFC champion, Jaxon Malik to sprain an ankle, he isn't allowed to fight for two months. There's no one else to blame but Maddie herself. ******************** ©2021 Thea Caylen. All Rights Reserved. This book is only available on wattpad and/or Inkitt, if you're reading it anywhere else, it has been stolen. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed or transmitted in any form or means, including photocopying, recording, electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission.

Two people - broken in their own way - collide. Francesca's life was completely normal up to a couple months ago. Ethan's never known normality. Two people. Carrying a massive weight of secrets. Only time will take for their barriers to break and their walls to fall. Mature content throughout: PTSD, Language, sexual themes, smut, drugs and alcohol. - - - My insides are begging for me to let go, and I don't think I can hold no longer, but for my own dignity, I do, trying to push it down. It's too soon, embarrassingly soon. "Don't you fucking dare." His voice is hard, demeaning, and that alone makes my insides tighten further. The pressure becoming unbearable. Ethan's hand grabs my wet hair, twirling it around his hand before he pulls me up by it, and I wince slightly before sighing as my back hits his chest, his cock still buried into me. He palms my breasts, my nipples hardening further, and he rolls my right one between his fingers before pinching it, and I whine at the feeling. Dickhead. "Cum for me right now, Francesca, or else."

After going through quite a bit of trauma in her life, Brielle tries her best to avoid anything to do with violence or fighting, in any capacity. However, when Brielle is convinced into going to a boxing match with her best friend, there she meets boxer Phoenix Boyd and their attraction to one another is almost instantaneous. Yet as they grow closer, she begins to worry about his boxing and the violence of it. Can she accept him, or will her fear of violence and anger be stronger than love?

One moment Brooke Covet is at a party to pick up her sister and the next she stumbles upon Roman, who will become a journey of curiosity and suspicion. Brooke soon realizes she is more drawn to him than she might think. *disclaimer* This story isn't fully edited and if things seem inaccurate I apologize!