⚠️ Foul language, dark romance, derogatory racial slurs will be used!! If this bothers you, please do not read ⚠️ Kaylani White is a 32 year old city girl who's just finished her residency as a doctor and now, she's ready to open her own private practice. The thing is, she's made the decision to open it in BFE!!! (butt f*cking Egypt) aka a very rural small town in Florida. She's sweet, kind, and a little naive. But don't get it twisted, she can be a spitfire when pushed. Kaylani's heart and mindset might be in the right place BUT, as a city girl from Fort Lauderdale, she's a little naïve to the amount of racism that can be present in small rural areas. Kingston Harding is a brute and the president of The Devils Riders MC. An all white gang who disguises themselves as a club while actually moving drugs and guns. There are rules that MUST be followed if you're apart of the club but when Kingston's best friend is severely injured, Kaylani swoops in to the rescue. Despite knowing what is right and wrong, according to the rules of the MC, Kingston can't get Kaylani out of his mind. Messing with her could be dangerous and even deadly for everyone.

The year is 1941 in central Boston, Massachusetts. Infamous American mobster Vincent Madden "Lion" has a run in with street dealing negroes. Things get messy when business, love, and lies intertwine. Especially when Madden sets his eyes on the little negro wife of one of the dealers.

In 1942, James 'Jamie' Ross's life seems perfect-he has a promising career, an approved engagement to a beautiful woman, and his parents' blessings. However, after a fight leaves him injured, he finds himself under the care of Olivia Townsend, a nurse at the only colored hospital in their small Alabama town. Despite societal norms, Jamie and Olivia form a deep connection that transcends racial boundaries. As their friendship blossoms into a forbidden romance, both must confront the prejudices of their time and decide whether their love is worth risking everything they've ever known for.

𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐀𝐬𝐡𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐝 worked for everything she has. Every grade, every recommendation, every internship. She knows what she deserves, and she knows who she is. What she doesn't know is that her success has made her a target. 𝐍𝐢𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐬 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢 was supposed to have it all-legacy, influence, and a future handed to him before he ever stepped on campus. But when Imani claims the internship he believed was his, something inside him broke. Hatred twists into obsession. Desire becomes dangerous. Every glance, every move, every shadowed corner is the perfect playground for him. Some desires are dangerous. Some obsessions are unavoidable. And some victories come at a cost that isn't just heartbreak-it's terror.

As he slammed me into the wall by my neck I try to kick him to resist but he instantly reflects grabbing my leg in a tight grip causing me to wince. " Kiara, darling, didn't I tell you were going to be on your knees for me today?" He says still holding my neck, his lips a inch away from mine. " You're delusional! I have men on their knees for me! I'll be damned if you think you're an exception!" I yell bringing our lips even closer. He tilts his head and reaches in my joggers and puts his hand on my clit over my underwear. "So why are you so soaked?" Lorenzo and Kiara are both dominants in the bdsm community. Which means their not compatible for each other. Or so we thought. When Kiara sees Lorenzo in the bdsm club she feels a weird attraction to him. But Lorenzo clearly isn't a submissive? When Lorenzo sees Kiara it's clear that she is a dominant. But when he sees the way she looks at him when they see each other for the first time it's an obvious look of submission. But Kiara isn't a submissive?

She's trying to find herself. He's forgotten how to take care of himself. She came to the city chasing opportunity. He never expected to open his home-or his heart. Hera Okorie wasn't running away-she was reaching for more. Tired of small-town limits and a life that never quite fit, she moves to the city with nothing but ambition, a half-packed suitcase, and the hope that something better is waiting. When a chance encounter lands her a job as a live-in nanny for one of the city's most elusive billionaires, it feels like fate-just not the kind she expected. Kai Roosevelt built an empire from the ground up, but behind the glass walls of his luxury penthouse is a man worn thin. A devoted single dad, he's spent years taking care of everyone but himself-his sons, his company, his reputation. Opening his home to a stranger wasn't the plan, but something about Hera's honesty and warmth chips away at the walls he's spent a lifetime building. As Hera navigates the challenges of city life and slowly rediscovers what she truly wants, she begins to see through Kai's carefully curated distance. And in the quiet moments between bedtime stories and boardroom calls, a fragile, unexpected connection begins to grow. But trust isn't easy-for either of them. And when past scars resurface and boundaries blur, Hera and Kai will have to decide if what they've found is just a temporary comfort... or the beginning of something real.

"Can't you just turn it on?" She huffed irritated tapping her foot anxiously. Her red bottom heals were too nice for a place with uneven pavement, tire marks, gas and oil all over the ground. She was humiliated being seen here in this sh*tty shop but she had no choice. She was already running late for her shoot. Kai stared back at her blankly and rolled his eyes in annoyance. The entitled impatient brat was giving him a major head ache. Such a beautiful f*cking headache this woman was and he just met her. "If that was the case you would be gone already and my day would be so much better." Adeline Jones. A pretty name for a pretty woman. Adeline is a black, upper class, young lady who is straight from Manhattan. She is the IT girl and she knows it. A model, an actress, an A lister with a grade A awful personality. She took over 80s and 90s and now is untouchable in the early 2000s. No one is good enough for Adeline and no one tells her no. Except one stubborn, and callous Mechanic named Kai Green.

A devoted wife is arrested and disowned by her in-laws after her young son's tragic death, serving years in prison for his death.

"Our love was a case we both lost." When a brilliant lawyer and her ruthless prosecutor husband turn their marriage into the most brutal case they've ever fought, love becomes the one verdict neither of them can win-or walk away from. *** Naomi Carter is a fiercely intelligent lawyer with a near-perfect winning streak of 97% cases won. The only times she ever loses is to her husband. She's sharp, controlled, and commanding in the courtroom, but behind closed doors, she hides a woman who's never truly learned how to love. Nathaniel Carter is a ruthless prosecutor, relentless in his pursuit of justice, and impossible to read. Driven by a fierce need for control, he struggles to keep his own life from unraveling. He's the one man who knows his wife's weaknesses and exploits them with a quiet intensity, stirring both her frustration and desire. Their marriage is a constant battleground, scarred by a shared tragedy neither can overcome. Join these two broken souls as they fight to protect themselves while craving the one thing they fear most: each other. *** #1 in bwwm #1 in eroticromance #1 in blackwoman #1 in enemies #1 in grief #1 in childloss #1 in pregnancy #1 in brokenmarriage #1 in loverstoenemies #1 in darkromance #2 in mentalhealth #2 in enemiestolovers #1 in romance

This is the story of what happened next after two strangers had a one-night stand they were too drunk to remember. --------- Mckayla Bolling-Allen hailed from a long line of movers and shakers, her family's roots tracing back to Macon Bolling-Allen, the OG black lawyer who smashed through ceilings in the United States. They were all about fighting the good fight, taking swings at the beast of racism piece by piece. So, no surprise, she grew up in this atmosphere that practically screamed "Black Power!" Even love had to be black. But then the plot twisted, and a wild night with too much liquid courage landed her in a life-altering situation. She ended up pregnant, courtesy of a white guy, and not just any white guy-the dude aiming to become a senator for North Carolina. And not in a cool way. The guy was full-on racist. Fear of being cut off from her cushy family fortune pushed her into a tight corner. So, she did the unthinkable: wove a thick tapestry of lies to keep up appearances. But you can't spin lies forever, can you?.