COMPLETED [boyxboy] After his religious mother kicks him out for being gay, Elijah Ellis moves in with his father, where his step-mother, step-brother, and half-sister also welcome him. Elijah aspires to continue doing what he loves and play hockey for his new school, but his past hookup with the closeted hockey captain, Fox Ridley, complicates things. While Elijah just wants to get through the season unscathed, Fox is hellbent on hating him. Elijah is unsure whether he will ever overcome Fox's hatred, or if he will remain on thin ice. ~171k words

Book Two in the I Am Not A Prostitute series. Warning: Mature Audiences Only!! -Strong Sexual Content -R-rated language -Adult situation #1 in Fiction on 1/10/23 #2 in Romance on 12/29/20 Book Two in the I Am Not A Prostitute series. *** Summary: "I hope you remember me. I hope you see something that reminds you of me. And I hope you smile and remember the memories we created together. And I hope your throat tightens up, and it finally hits you..." I felt a tear burning down my cheek "You never should have let me go." I slammed the phone down, my breathing was heavy, like someone was standing on my chest. I glanced outside, and stared at the rain that fell in sync with my tears. Come back to me, Sinister. *** Sinister Velkov was the leader of the Russian Mafia, after falling in love with a beautiful girl named Calla, he couldn't keep himself away. They fell in love, and got married. He thought he could protect her from the dangerous life of being a mob bosses wife. But he was wrong, no one is safe from the drugs, guns and death of organized crime. So he sent her away, hoping to keep her safe, promising to never see her again... Loving someone is a sacrifice, you give them the power to destroy you, and that's exactly what they do. Sinister Velkov was the Devil himself, but everyone knows...the Devil was once an angel. COMPLETED

The Falling Effect: When you do something that causes something else to happen (i.e. you fall down, you scrape your knee. Or you have sex, you get pregnant) Greyson Rhodes: a 27 year old tall, muscular, hot but arrogant, NHL hockey player, rich of course, and total fuck boy. Evelyn Lynch: a 5 foot 6 beautiful brunette, extrovert, book lover, 26 year old, owner of a bakery... and carrying NHL hockey player Greyson Rhode's baby? ~ What happens when a drunken one-night stand causes a lifelong accident? Greyson Rhodes First comes love, then comes marriages, then comes a baby in a baby carriage. That's how it goes right? Wrong. Notorious f-boy and pro hockey player Greyson Rhodes, doesn't fall in love, he doesn't get married, and he definitely does not have a baby in a baby carriage, or so he thought. Evelyn Lynch Evelyn wasn't the type of girl for one-night stands, but after a bad break up 4 months ago, that all changed. Living with Florida's most known playboy hockey player is one thing, falling in love with him, even though your father forbids it, is another... (BOOK 1 IN THE 'MIAMI MAVERICK SERIES') started: 7-23-22 completed: 10-19-22 edited: { #66 - baby } ~ 10/18/22 { #8 - onenightstand } ~ 10/18/22 { #1 - nhl } ~ 11/10/22 { #28 - pregnancy } ~ 10/18/22 { #57 - babydaddy } ~ 10/18/22 { #5 - hockey } ~ 10/18/22 { #1- nhlhockey } ~ 10/18/22 { #2 - hockeyplayer } ~ 11/19/22 { #17 - mature } ~ 1/6/23 { #1 - truelove} ~ 1/26/23

Complete✔️ *** "Everything I said yesterday was true. You drive me crazy Adrian." Our lips are inches apart. He pulls my head up exposing my neck. "Damn it, angel. You drive me crazy." He starts kissing my neck and I grip his back with one hand and the other is behind me holding me up. He starts to lick my neck and sucks on it. I let out a small moan which makes him suck harder. He stops and looks at my face. "I want you badly..." He says looking at me and then my lips. At this moment, my heart wants what it wants, and that would be Kace. "Then have me," I allow him. "I am all yours." *** Seventeen-year-old Adrian White is a foster girl who lives in an abusive household along with her abusive foster dad and mom. The worst is the foster dad. He goes into Adrains room at night when everyone is asleep and does things to her and she can't stop him. She gets beaten every day before and after school. The only people that know are her two best friends, Vivien Loren and Quinni Rose. They know she can't run away until she is 18 and if she tries they will hurt her even more. Adrian tends to keep to herself and deal with what is happening with her life now. Eighteen-year-old Kace Lexington is the gang leader of the Swace gang. Kace is a feared man and who doesn't tolerate disrespect. His best friend, Blake Williams, is his right-hand man and is always there when needed. Kace doesn't listen well in school but still surprisingly gets his work done. His mother was killed by their rival gang when Kace was seven years old. After that, Kace wants revenge for what they've done. The gang is his life and no one can tell him otherwise. But what would happen if both worlds collide?

In which I fall in love with my brother's best friend. ***** "Don't pretend like you don't feel anything." His voice is low, sending shivers down my spine. "What do you mean?" "You know damn well what I mean." "I don't know what you're talking about." I pretend to ignore him, flipping some pages in my book. "Come on. I have all these assignments waiting. Aren't you supposed to teach me tonight?" "It depends on what you want me to teach." He smirks, his voice sounding even more dangerous. ***** I thought that my brother was the most popular guy in school, but as soon as I step into my university life, I realize how wrong I was. Meet Vaughn Cooper, his best friend. The guy is the epitome of every girl's dream. Godlike handsome. The quarterback. He's got the looks, and he's got the brain. Come on, he's got the scholarship to one of the most prestigious universities in the country, while I have just barely passed the entrance examination after long years of struggle during high school. How could a guy who worked that hard and deserves nothing more but adoration be labeled as a bad boy? Yeah, the answer is simple. The moment we lock eyes, I realize something as I stare into those piercing, amber eyes. He's not every girl's dream. He's every girl's nightmare. In my case, MY nightmare. Calm down, heart. Our story hasn't even started. ***** THE SPENCERS SERIES BOOK #1 © 2020 Anya Jayvyn. All Rights Reserved. (Content warning: This book has descriptive sexual content, explicit language, and triggering themes)

"GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE." He yelled glaring at me. I couldn't help my tears. Why is he doing this? "Honey, Hunter please listen-" I started but he just cut me off. "DON'T CALL ME THAT." He said taking a threatening steps toward me. "You are so good." He said grabbing my arm harshly. I lowered my gaze. "I gave you everything." He said coldly. "And you go sleep around. And with my damn brother." He said which just made me angry. "I did not cheat on you Hunter." I said loudly. "If you could just listen to me." I pleaded crying harder. "Get your ass out of my house now!" He said dangerously. "Hunter, please." I said putting my hand on his arm. "Hunter, I'm pre-" He cut me off again. "Just get your things and leave." He said walking away. Twenty years old Stella Simmons thought was happy, didn't think that someone would want to harm her. She was married to Hunter Knight, the only man she ever loved. Ignoring the fact that he was ten years her senior, she gave him everything. Everything wasn't enough apparently. Be careful who you trust... *****

Janeisha "Neisha" Bambi has always survived by staying small. Head low. Mouth shut. No waves, no risks, no getting caught up in the kind of business that comes with bodies, secrets, and street names that echo. But all it takes is one night-one favor for her best friend-to slide her straight into the orbit of Seven "Saint" Carter. Saint is discipline wrapped in quiet menace. A man the streets don't just respect-they fear. The type Neisha promised herself she'd never look at twice. He doesn't chase. He doesn't beg. He doesn't explain. Yet somehow... he does all of this for her. And when that calm, unreadable gaze settles on Neisha, her careful world starts to crack. Now Saint's patience is running out. Neisha's defenses are falling apart. And the pull between them is starting to feel less like a choice and more like fate. He's trying to shield her from the life he lives. She's trying to decide if loving him is salvation... or self-destruction. Because in a world built on loyalty, violence, and revenge; love is the most dangerous thing you can touch.

Camya and Sy'aire have been friends for a while, meeting through there close friends, but the longing stares and the hidden touches always kept them wondering if there was something more between them but neither one ever spoke on it, Sy'aire kept his guard up with anybody that came across him, many people knew about him for being straight forward and blunt and most didn't like it but they still were attracted to him by his imitating demeanor and looks, he didn't have no interest in them, but when he's around Camya it's a different story, no matter how much he told his self to stop, he couldn't keep his eyes off her, when Camya finds herself a man, Sy'aire still finds his self wanting her heart, mind and soul so he can take care of her the right way, even if the man is his cousin.

#1 Teen Fiction | #1 Young Adult | #1 Romance "We all need someone to drive us mad." - The Wombats. He stared arrogantly down at me, a smirk plastered across his face. I sneered up at him with distaste, wanting to wrap my fingers around his neck and strangle that smirk off of him. He brushed my golden hair from my face, his long, slender fingers sparking electricity in my skin, making my knees wobble together. "Will you ever, forgive me?" he whispered huskily, his eyes intently staring into mine. His face was only mere inches from me. I just needed to reach out a little further to kiss him... "Yeah. Over my dead body." I snapped, before throwing my arms out forcefully, shoving my hands into his chest, pushing him from me. -*-*-*- He, is Carter Williams. I, am Lacey Adams. We were once, inseparable. The 'Golden Couple'. The unbreakable best friends, that everybody envied. Nothing could get between us. A part from being tighter than white on rice, we updated our status from friends to being in a relationship, frequently. We were neighbours, which meant our families were all close and even co-owned houses around our town. This, all is, until the day of my sixteenth birthday. Everything changed. The loving relationship we shared, was severed and torn apart. I couldn't hardly stand to look at him any more, without spitting fire that is. Every day is torture being around him. He was in all my classes at school and the window in my room was even directly aligned with his. So, what happens? My mother's mum gets sick, so dad and her fly out. Just them. Leaving me to stay with Carter and his parents, who are never home. We would be alone. In one house. Under the same roof. If I was insane before, I have no idea what I am now. © 2016 by LaurenJ22. All rights reserved.

"I want you to sit on my lap." He swallows hard. I nod, my fingers digging into his broad shoulders. I shouldn't be doing this in front of everyone. There are people watching. I need the cash desperately. I bring my shaky knee between his wide thighs and sit on his lap. He leans back, staring intensely. His eyes give nothing away. Then, his arms move down and rest on my thighs. My lips part in a silent "oh" at the warmth of his tattooed hand. Without warning, he slides his hand around my lush a*ss and jerks me forward in one hard move, my pvssy ending up right against his bulging c0ck. I suck in a harsh breath, biting the inside of my cheek to hold back a møan, my hands on his shoulders, my t¡ts an inch from his sinful mouth. He groans, "Dance." ••• Alexa Davis is desperate,kicked on the street with no where to go,she walk into the strip club looking for a job. As a cocktail waitress,she's only suppose to serve drinks but when a hot stranger with piercing blue eyes flashed her a cash,how can she turn it down? As a Russian mafia boss and the owner of the strip club and gambling gardens, Mikhail Marco was a man with no emotions. He wants the young dark haired and he gets whatever he wants. "Rule 1; You're not allowed to fall for me. My heart belongs to another." She nods, " I won't." "Good,now strip". Another bang🔥 📌Rules are meant to be broken aren't they 😁 🔞strictly explicit from episode 1 till end... You've been warned .. NOTE; The cover is not mine