"Your gun, Christian," I whispered breathlessly, the reality of who he was momentarily flashing in my mind. Even in bed, he was a dangerous man. He didn't stop. I felt the vibration of a low, dark smile against my skin before he spoke, his voice grazing my ear. "Gun's under the pillow," he whispered. ౨ৎ Lelani, 20 never asked for chaos. She wanted a quiet life, a clean future, and a chance to finally breathe. Christian, 24 was the kind of man she promised herself she would never get close to dangerous, secretive, and tied to a world she has no business stepping into. But fate doesn't care about warnings. And he's not good at letting go. Something about her pulls him in. Something about him keeps her from walking away. All she knows is this: The boy she shouldn't want is the only one who touches her right.

A hand land on the back of my neck turning me around "don't turns your fucking back on me" he growls in my face , heat pool down my core while I smirk "what's wrong Sandro ? Don't tell me your jealous" I pout "You wanna know what he did" his hand is know on the front of my neck squeezing it lightly "what you couldn't do hmm" at each word he squeeze "you should've been here fuck maybe I should've just spend the night and let him f-" He slams my back on the wall making me grunt and laugh at the same time "Shut the fuck up Rose" , my legs wrap around his waist "make me" I whisper and that's all I needed to say before he rip my dress off me "you better buy another one" I say before latching my mouth on his . 𝐀 𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 They're supposed to hate each other but now something connects them and their life is forced to be together again for better or for worse. Synopsis inside Please give it a try <3 #1 ongoing 03/10/2023 #2 whitman 09/10/2023 #1 secretbaby 17/02/2024 #1 blackauthors 25/05/2024

[COMPLETE] [IN NEED OF EDITING] "He won't satisfy you like I will darling you know why? Because he's not me and you're not his slut. You're mine" "Answer him Adora or so help me you won't cum" Reid landed a spank to Adora's already sore ass. "R-Reid I can't fuck I can't" he locked his fingers into her curly hair pulling her up continuously slamming himself into her. "Be a good girl for me Adora and pick up the phone" he said lowly in her ear, filling her up. Adora reached over for the phone still feeling her orgasm building up. His hand reaches around her to rub her clit. "Adora baby where are you?" ➪ Adora Rose married to Theodore Hunt one would call him a momma's boy, their marriage is simple, problems she cannot handle. Their sex life is absolutely nothing Adora wants, she learns more about her sexual desires when Theo suggest a sex therapist. But he hires the best sex therapist in the country Reid Romano who introduces Adora to the world of BDSM. Adora fell for his charm even trying to avoid the idea of cheating on her husband but could ignore the temptation that came along with it. cover by RoseEmiliaSnape ✍︎︎ highest rankings #1 in therapist !! #1 in bwwm #1 in good girl #1 in affair #1 in secretrelationship #1 in bdsmrelationship #1 in sexual frustration #1 in submissive #1 in possessive #1 in darling #1 in mature #2 in jealousy #3 in ongoing #4 in love

My body was stuck. I wanted to move but I couldn't. He leaned down and our lips crashed together. He made the kiss deeper by adding tongue and picked me up giving my ass a squeeze. Earning a moan from me. He began walking upstairs and went straight to my room throwing me on the bed. "I missed you so fucking much." He said aggressively as he took his clothes off. I started taking mines off as well. He laid over my body kissing me again then breaking it-pressing his forehead to mine looking me in my eyes. I arch my back as he reach down to my soaking pussy and he started stroking my clit. "Always so fucking wet, I fucking love it." He continues to rub his fingers up and down my slit. Sticking a finger inside of me every so often. I moan out against his fingers on my clit. "Fuck this I need to be inside of you." He grunts. A love story about Antonio Russo & Shakayla Janai. Not fully edited! Let me know if I made a mistake somewhere!!! But not to much tho 😚 some of y'all be getting smart in the comments 🙃 I definitely return energy.

All characters and events in this story are completely fictional. If anything seems familiar it is completely coincidental. All situations in this story come completely from my imagination. ________________ "And you need to stop calling me 'shawty', I'm not your girl so stop pushing the issue, I don't want to be just another name in your little black book." I said sounding more appalled than I could ever really be. He started walking closer to me and before I knew it, he had my back against the wall and my left leg wrapped around his waist. The look that he gave made him look so powerful that I couldn't help but be intimidated and turned on at the same time. "Look mami I don't think you really hearin' me so let me break this shit down to you real brief. Imma be around for the time bein' whether you want to be or not, I'm not goin' no where. Just let me have one chance." "Prove it." ________________

Imagine being only 17 years old living in the big city of Texas. 27 year old Ace, the most dangerous drug dealer of Houston, had just been released from prison for murder, and who would've known 17 year old Marsai would be the reason why he was sent away. She will run into him and face many obstacles that will try to spill her truth. Will he find out? What will be the outcome? Love or death? Witness or protection?

What if the love of your life only stood across the street from you? What would you do? Cross the street or wait for them to do so? Would you guys both make the attempt or let the busy streets wash past you guys and blind your eyes of the future you guys can have? Let the honking block your ears of the expression of love that could be once heard. Let the cars, trucks and buses block the views of the pumping hearts that hold value to you both. Let the bystanders get through you both erasing every memory you guys once accumulated. What would you do as you stand on his block?

Osari isn't your average seventeen year old girl . At just fifteen years old her own mother kicked her out onto the cold streets of Chicago leaving her to fend for herself . With no one to raise her but the streets she went from a sweet little girl to a cold hearted bitch running the streets with the dope boys. Money and her daughter were the only two things that mattered to her in this world but what happens when she's face to face with the person who's the reason her life was flipped upside down from the beginning. Love or survival ? Sometimes you have to chose what's necessary even though you may hurt those that's the closest to you . Beretta quickly learned that love wasn't going to earn the respect that he craved in the streets , nor put food on his table or money in his pocket. When he was forced to choose , survival came first so love had to wait . It wasn't just about him he had to consider his Day Ones , his cousins Glock , Pistol , and Machete because they would all be affected by his choice . Years Later , Beretta isn't trying to survive because now he's running things after taking over for O , the man who made him chose between the streets or his heart . Only thing is the only girl that he ever loved changed into a completely different person not wanting anything to do with him . Back then he chose the streets over his heart and now it seems like the love of his life is doing the same .

India learned early how to survive by paying attention. Growing up in a small, rough city taught her when to speak, when to soften, and when to protect herself. She carries those instincts into corporate spaces that were never designed with her in mind. Alex has never needed to adapt. Power comes naturally to him. Raised in legacy and expectation, he leads with quiet authority, keeping his emotions tightly controlled and his personal life even more so. When their worlds collide, attraction becomes something neither can name without consequence. Identity, power, and unspoken desire blur the lines they've spent years maintaining.

"I'm not ready to forget you, Lavender."