Armani Campbell has everything a woman is supposed to want- a powerful husband, luxury at her fingertips, two beautiful children, and a reputation polished to perfection. But behind the immaculate marriage and Upper East Side smile lies a suffocating truth: Armani is starving. For desire. For danger. For a kind of pleasure her husband, Michael, has never been able to give. When a chance encounter pulls her back into the orbit of Messiah Grey- the magnetic, brutally disciplined CEO who reads her body better than any man ever has- Armani steps willingly into a world she's spent years pretending she didn't crave. A world of silk restraints, whispered commands, and the kind of submission that feels like freedom. But double lives have consequences. As Armani falls deeper into Messiah's arms and under his control, Michael feels her slipping away- and the man who once took her loyalty for granted begins to unravel with jealousy, suspicion, and a dark need of his own. Caught between the man she built a life with and the man who awakens every forbidden part of her, Armani must confront the truth she's buried for six long years: Pleasure has a price. And the cost may be her marriage, her family... or her heart. A sensual, explosive journey of temptation, power, and the dangerous freedom found in surrender, The Price of Pleasure is a story for readers who crave heat, emotional depth, and a heroine bold enough to chase the desires society tells her to deny.

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This unexpectable journey takes Allison, a 23 marketing advisor into the town of St. James where she has to take an Uber and during that trip she meets Jeremiah, a 32 year old taxi driver who is at his lowest but the two just has an instant connection which brings unexpected love it's quit a journey to read. Will the love bloom or will it be a budding romance that does not last long? Into the story of "Unintentionally Yours" or is it Ours... "THE NIGHT" "Are you okay Allison" he asked "Yes I am okay" I said He took me to the backseat of his car and one thing led to another and we were in an intense making out session, he pulled away and looked at me. "Allison" I just love hearing him say my name it rolls right off his tongue "You're intoxicated as much as I wish you weren't I can't go any further," he said Written by: alyshaawritrr Owned by: alyshaawritrr Fictional story none of this is real life or relates to a real-life persons.

Sometimes life gets weird. You lose hope, then you'll fall down, but then you'll get back up again. Sage did. So hang in there; it gets better, with time. A short story.

My Works #1 COMPLETED 19-year-old Honesty Francis Smith and her cousin Asha Smith leave Houston, Texas and goes to New Orleans, Louisiana for the entire Summer before college begins the upcoming fall semester. While Honesty and Asha are vacationing, suddenly they are in the presence of 9th Ward thugs. Honesty becomes attracted to one of them, August Alsina, but there's a twist--he doesn't verbally communicate. August has his own personal reasons for not communicating verbally. August stopped verbally communicating when he was just a young child and the only person he answers to is his mother. August feels that it is pointless at times to verbally communicate. Started: May 9, 2017 Ended: November 23, 2017 Edited: TBA Highest Ranks: #1 in AugustAlsina 5/11/18 #1 in Urban 9/15/18 #3 in Realistic 10/8/18 #1 in #BlackLiterature 2/20/2019 #1 in #africanamerican 4/29/2019 #1 in #neworleans 6/13/19 #1 in #drama 8/10/2019 #1 in #alsinanation 2/18/2020 #1 in #chrisbrown 08/08/2020

At 21, Sayor Nicolé is a focused business analyst finally free from a toxic relationship. She's rebuilding, guarded, and done with chaos-until one late night, an unsolicited dick pic from a stranger changes everything. The sender? Christin "Ace" Amir, a 24-year-old inmate with gold slugs, a reckless charm, and no idea he just disrupted the life of a woman who never played with fire-until now.

❛𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒆?❜ he asked, voice low like it wasn't meant for nobody but her. 𝒛𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐡 didn't speak, just tilted her head a little and stepped in close. she traced one of the tattoos on his arm, finger light like a whisper...when she finally looked up, slow and lazy, doe eyes glinting beneath her lashes--she kissed the corner of his mouth. once, twice--then pulled back. 𝒐𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐢 smirked. ❛𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒔𝒐.❜ ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ She doesn't speak-not out loud, not anymore. Zariah Hart's been quiet since the night she lost everything, and moving to The Palisade at Skyview Apartments was supposed to give her a fresh start. No expectations. No questions. Just peace. But peace gets complicated when a man like Omarion Jordan starts showing up in it. He's nothing like she expected. Tatted, quiet, with eyes that read people better than they speak. A mechanic with a past he doesn't explain-and a presence that says more than his mouth does. He doesn't ask about her silence. She doesn't flinch at his reputation. Somehow, that's enough. What starts as simple glances turns into shared space. What feels like comfort turns to something neither of them planned for. But Atlanta doesn't forget what people try to bury. And sometimes, the loudest truth is the one you never say out loud. 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃: 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐄 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓