(Book 2 of the Mafia standalone series) Matteo Rossi x Aria Bianchi "Matteo-" The word dies in my throat as he reaches across the console, one arm wrapping around my waist, and before I can process what's happening, he lifts me effortlessly and pulls me onto his lap. My breath catches and I stare at him, stunned. His face is inches from mine. Close enough that I can see the faint scar near his eyebrow. Close enough to feel the heat of him through the thin fabric of his shirt. "Matteo-" I start again, but it comes out softer this time. He kisses me. It's not gentle, it's not hesitant.... it's desperate. I freeze for half a second, my mind blanking completely and then something inside me snaps. I kiss him back harder, aggressive in a way that surprises even me. His lips are rough on mine, aggressive and insistent. He kisses me like he's starving for it. My hands fist in his shirt, anchoring myself to him as he devours my mouth. His tongue slides against mine and I moan into him. The sound is swallowed by his kiss, muffled by his lips.

Insert from story "You have kind eyes." He said, holding my gaze. "You look innocent." That was on purpose. "Are you ever going to tell me your name?" He asked as he started to clean my foot. "I already did. It's Heather." "Heather." He said, keeping his voice even. "Yes, Heather Dean." He just chuckled, like he didn't believe me. "Why do I get the impression that you think I'm lying?" I asked. "Because of how you respond every time I called you that." Oh...Crap, that wasn't good. "You haven't shared your name either." I pointed out. "I'm waiting." He answered simply. "For what?" "For you to tell me the truth." He looked back up at me. "It only seems fair right?" "It would only seem fair if I was lying." He looked at me for awhile before saying, "So, you're going to stick to that story, huh? All right. Well, when you're ready to be honest, I'll share my name." He had a point but....I still needed to be careful. Yes, he had been kind but that still wasn't reason enough for me to trust him just yet.

⚠️SMUTTY ONESHOTS⚠️ This book is intended for readers aged 18 and above. It contains mature content, including graphic language, sexual themes, expect explicit scenes, questionable decisions, and every trope I could think of. Read responsibly... or don't. This book is unapologetically sexual, exploring the intense chemistry between Black women and men and women from different backgrounds. this is my first published book so if you see me fumbling, no, you didn't. 😗 If you read it, I hope you enjoy the ride. If not, no hard feelings-bye-bye! I'm always Editing, so who knows, maybe next time!🤗 P.S. Don't be shy-feel free to make requests!

Arinze is an ER nurse with a chip on her shoulder, Mahdi is a sweet firefighter with a heart of gold. Read to find out what happens when these opposites meet. (18+)

There was a woman Born from a lotus Her heart was golden Deep as the ocean Until this one man He came and broke it Til it was open Just like a lotus Oh yes, There were explosions She found her focus The beast awoken.. - Jhené Aiko

What should have been just a one-night stand unravelled into an unexpected pregnancy and a new planet far away from home for Amanah. Being a foreigner on an alien planet with a species very different from her own, Amanah has to cope with her pregnancy and make the alpha want to be with her. However, it proves to be difficult since he's having an identity crisis himself. He is torn between his wolf Orion, obsessed with her, and himself, in love with another she-wolf. Will she end up winning both of them or end up going back home and cutting them off for the rest of her life? "Look, I told her she can still try to claim you if she wants to, and you can act the fool, but I will have you just as you'll have me at the end of this," I confirmed my feelings confidently, my heart violently banged against my chest as I said, "You're mine, alpha." His eyes darkened as he licked his lips. His hands still kept a tight grip on my hips, unwavering of my confession, which I believe was always obvious. "Can I kiss you?"

Kane Knox is a fuck em and leave em type of guy, being known for being ruthless and heartless had its advantages. He doesn't have time for relationships, especially when his main focus is getting money. Raven Johnson didn't take shit from anyone, no matter how big or small, she is a firecracker. Moving from Detroit to Los Angeles was a huge change. With her fire attitude and her slick mouth, she was bound to get herself into something she couldn't get her ass out of.

His fingers never touched her. But somehow, her entire body remembered the feel of them. He stood close-too close to be innocent, too far to be claimed. The air between them buzzed like heat on skin. Like unfinished thoughts. Like temptation pressed into silence. Nia didn't mean to look at him again. But when she did, he was already looking at her. Again. Same eyes. Same calm. Same unspoken question written across his mouth: Do you feel this too? She exhaled slow, like breathing too fast might set her on fire. He leaned in just enough for his words to graze her ear. "I meant to let you go after that night," he murmured. "But now that I've seen you again..." His voice dropped. "I don't want to." And just like that, the chaos she thought she left behind- Became the thing leading her straight back to him.