Nardo Wick Fanfic || URBAN PLUS SIZE 18+ (Short Story) A man is nothing but his word.. once he goes back on it, things will never be the same. Joy has been with her boyfriend for over a year now, finally planning to introduce him to her family. An unexpected and unfortunate event pushes her to confide in a friend who just so happens to be her boyfriend's older brother. Maverick has been taking care of his younger brother all his life even though they were only a few years apart. He taught him how to be a man, well at least he thought he did. After watching his younger brother mistreat the person he's suppose to love, he decides to teach him a lesson about what happens when you let the good things in life slip away. 🎶 JOY - BLACKSTREET 🎶

"What if, you and I were 𝑚𝑒𝑎𝑛𝑡 to part ways, only so that we could find each other again?" Ever had a memory that was so sentimental, and impossible to forget? For Shiloh, that was his reality. Coming from nothing, having achieved most of his dreams only one thing from his past mattered to him. Eliana, the beautiful, young girl that befriended him when the entire town was against him. Shiloh and Eliana end up crossing paths but Shiloh has secrets, and lots of them. cover by: @CTRLBRAT 🫶🏾

Naomi Carter was taught her whole life to stay away from trouble. Pastor's daughter. Church girl. Straight A student. Trouble was never supposed to find her. But one bad decision, one party, and one thing she was never supposed to see puts her directly in the path of the city's most feared man. Now the same man everyone warns her about won't stop watching. Won't stop texting. And definitely won't leave her alone. The problem? Naomi can't tell if she should be terrified of Kai Bennett... Or curious.

He never thought the younger woman across the hall would turn into the one thing he couldn't live without. Devin Carter built his life around control. Successful, respected, and accustomed to keeping everyone at a comfortable distance, he has no interest in love disrupting the life he worked too hard to build. Then a pretty little thing moves across the hall, and suddenly minding his business becomes a whole lot harder. Aria Johnson is young, beautiful, and living life on her own terms. The last thing she expects is to become wrapped up in the older man across the hall-the one with the intimidating presence, quiet confidence, and eyes that linger a little longer every time they cross paths. What begins as innocent hallway encounters slowly turns into late-night conversations, stolen moments, undeniable chemistry, and feelings neither of them planned for. He knows there are a hundred reasons he should leave her alone. She knows getting involved with her older neighbor could become complicated fast. But the closer Devin gets to Aria, the less interested he becomes in doing what he should do. Because somewhere between wanting her and falling for her, his pretty little neighbor becomes the one thing he can't imagine living without.

Andrew Whitmore is in his last year of his sentence and a lifetime of rage he's learned to hide. The model inmate. The quiet one. The white supremacist with covered-up tattoos and a Brotherhood waiting for him on the outside. When the prison psychiatrist mandates him into a pen pal program, Andrew plans to write empty letters, check the box, and walk away clean. What he doesn't plan for is her. She's brilliant, compassionate, unshakeable, and everything Andrew wants in the perfect woman. Of course, she's beautiful and white at least, that's what he believes from her words, when he closes his eyes and pictures her, when he rereads her letters late into the night. In his mind, she has pale skin that catches the light, blonde or maybe chestnut hair falling soft around her shoulders, blue or green eyes that hold intelligence and kindness in equal measure. He imagines her smile, the way it would soften her face when she laughs at something he's written. He dreams of her constantly, and when he finally drifts off to sleep, she's there, perfect and pure and everything he's been taught to want. The only type of woman that would ever warrant his heart. In their letters, she doesn't know what he is. In therapy, his psychiatrist sees exactly what he's trying to hide. The anger that defined him starts to suffocate. And the woman whose words are rewriting his soul has no idea she's fallen for a man whose past could destroy them both. The real question is: Can a man built on hate become worthy of love? Inheritance of Hate is a raw, unflinching romance about transformation, reckoning, and whether some sins are too deep to forgive. Content Warning: Explicit content, racial slurs (educational context), hate group ideology, violence, and emotionally intense themes. For mature readers.

TW: This story contains themes of emotional manipulation and domestic violence. Please read with care. Calia Jean Rivers has always been the quiet one. Smart, gentle, invisible in all the ways that kept her safe... until the night her cousin drags her to a party she never planned on attending. That's where she meets Adrian Hale - older, beautiful in a dangerous way, and sweet enough to feel safe. Sweet enough to trust. Sweet enough to fall for. But sweetness can be a mask. And the closer CJ gets to him, the more she realizes love can feel warm... right up until it burns.

Lucian placed my legs on his lap, took my shoes off, and began rubbing my feet. "How was your day at the gallery?" he asked. "It was so boring," I began. "Wednesdays are always so uneventful..." As I was explaining, his hands began to move up my thigh and underneath my dress. He started rubbing my pussy over my panties. "Mmm," I moaned, trying to grab his arm lightly. "Move your hand & continue, little girl," he commanded. I tried to continue telling him about my boring ass day at work, but the pleasure was becoming overwhelming. "I can't," I gasped. He growled darkly. "Mmm, you want me to suck on your pussy again, don't you, angel?" I whimpered. "Mmm..." Lucian stopped rubbing my pussy and grabbed my neck lightly but effectively. "Answer me when I'm talking to you, Nyla. I want to hear you beg for it. You hear me?" "Yes, Lucian," I breathed out. He smiled lightly. "Good girl. Such a good girl." Then he kissed me with so much lust and passion that my pussy was soaked, and I honestly couldn't wait.

Twenty-Two year old Giovanni has always been a problem when it came to Mrs. Peters; his college English professor. His nonchalant behavior about her class often created a rift between learning. One day, she asks him to stay after class to talk about his behavior alone. Little did Giovanni know his teacher was hiding something that he soon discovers.

Cali got a job as a caretaker. But she didn't think it would be a 28 year old blind man. Since she was forced upon him by his older brother, Tucker decides not to speak to her or even acknowledge her existence. He chooses to keep to himself. Tucker may not be able to physically see her...but as time goes by, he learns to understand her.

Maya Smith, a senior just trying to make it through her last year of high school. But there's one thing or this one person Who makes it all a little more bearable: Owen Jones. He's smart, funny(in Maya's eyes), the co-captain of the football team, and off-limits. Why? Because he's her brother's best friend. They've known each other for years. Backyardrd barbecues, family movie nights, awkward small talk in the kitchen. But lately, Maya's feelings have changed. Ever since freshman year, her feelings started to grow for him. Yet she ignores them. Falling for your brother's best friend was never part of the plan. But neither was falling this hard. In the Process of editing