A collection of oneshots about my favs: Nicolandria!

COUTURE & CHAOS An Elite Slow-Burn Fashion Romance A Novel by Tochi Udeh Olandria Laurent built her name on control. Every look deliberate. Every word measured. Every relationship temporary. She does not get distracted. Especially not by a man she mistakes for staff. Nicolas Vans doesn't correct her. He watches. And somewhere between flashing cameras and bass-heavy nights, the mistake becomes something neither of them can undo. Hudson Williams is everything the world expects her to choose. Refined. Respected. Safe. Nicolas is none of those things. And yet- The more Olandria insists she isn't falling, the more chaos begins to feel like the only honest thing in the room. Some matches are polished. Others are dangerous. She was never supposed to want both.

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AU: After Casa Amor leaves them both single, Olandria Carthen and Nic Vansteenberghe get locked in a private hotel room for two days - no phones, no cameras, no escape. She thought it would be harmless. He had already decided she was his. What happens in that room doesn't stay in that room. By the time they walk back into the villa, Ola is completely ruined for anyone else... and Nic is done pretending. No more hiding. No more Taylor. No more games. From villa chaos and jealous exes to public votes, villa splits, and the real world waiting outside the gates - this is the story of the couple America never saw coming and the possessive love that started with one locked door. Raw. Obsessive. Addictive. And once Nic sets his mind on forever... there's no going back. MATURE | Interracial Romance | Possessive MMC | Strong Black FMC | Love Island USA | Hotel to Real Life | He Falls First & Hardest

Anna never thought she'd have a stepfather. She definitely never thought she'd walk in on him touching himself. Now she can't unsee it. And Steve can't pretend nothing happened. What follows is a dangerous pull neither of them meant to feel, a slow unraveling of boundaries inside a house that suddenly feels too small, too hot, and far too forbidden.

on the official wattpad page's reading list for black stories📖📚 She escaped her past in stilettos. He brought her back in boots. Gianna Sinclair built a glamorous life in Los Angeles-designer clothes, celebrity clients, and a reputation that sparkled as bright as the Hollywood sign. But beneath the polish lies a past she buried long ago in Prairie View, Texas-a sleepy town filled with dusty roads, painful memories, and a little sister she left behind. When her grandmother passes, Gianna is forced to return home for the first time in years. There, Gini-hurt, angry, and grieving-greets her with sharp words and deeper wounds. One explosive argument later, Gianna storms off, intent on leaving Prairie View for good. But fate as other plans. Only one wrong turn lands herself stranded on the backroads of open fields. Where she meets Weston Reid. Rugged. Quiet. Cowboy to the bone. Weston isn't looking for trouble, but trouble sure looks good in designer heels and ruined curls. He saves her. She challenges him. And as Gianna's glamorous world crashes into his rugged one, sparks fly hotter than the Southern sun. But love in Prairie View isn't simple. There are secrets buried deeper than the Texas clay. And Gianna will have to decide if she's willing to trade fame and fashion... for a second chance, a hometown healing-and the kind of love that doesn't give a damn about headlines. WARNING: Erotica Content

Accidentally Divine The MoonBlood Prophecy Series Reverse Harem | Fated Mates | Spicy Fantasy Romance | 18+ Rhiannan wakes up in a world she doesn't recognize, with no memory of who she is, but power bleeds from her bones, and something ancient stirs inside her. Thrust thousands of years into the future, she finds herself hunted, soul-bound to powerful strangers, and caught in the grip of a prophecy she doesn't understand. She's not just a woman. She's a goddess born weapon wrapped in trauma, sarcasm, and divine rage. Andopeer is a realm ruled by elemental magic, gods, corrupted royals, and shadow creatures clawing to escape the veil. The prophecy says she'll rise with six fated mates and shatter the darkness, but nobody said she'd survive it. 💥 What to Expect: Reverse harem (why choose?) Fated mates + soulbonds Found family, betrayal, and divine trauma Sentient AI, pirates, wolf packs, dragons, gods Steamy 18+ scenes and complex emotional healing Forbidden magic, blood rituals, and shadow realms Main Mates 🔥 Arwen - Exiled fae prince & pirate captain (panther shifter, chaos incarnate) 🐺 Kaleb - Wolf pack alpha, elemental tech genius, creator of Sasha the AI 🩸Liam- ancient sexy vampire 🐉 Elisha - Dragon king, primal and possessive 👿 Sable- a delicious demon with trauma ⚠️ Trigger Warnings: trauma, violence, PTSD, memory loss, abuse mentions, explicit sexual content. 18+ only. If you like badass heroines, dark magic, divine prophecy, and spicy bonds that break the rules of fate... this series is for you.

I nodded, locking eyes with him. "Fuck me like you own me, but remember, I own you too." He thrust his cock inside my soaked folds slowly, the stretch of him filling me inch by burning inch until we were locked deep, our hips flush. We both stilled, our breaths ragged. The world narrowed to the pulse of him inside me, and the way my body gripped him like a vice. Then he moved, pulling back only to slam home, and I met him with a roll of my hips, taking him deeper, our rhythms syncing in a brutal dance. _________________________________________ Wolves own the wilds, dragons rule the skies, and vampires drink what's left. Humanity? Collared, traded, and forgotten. They call me Ghost....the rebellion's favorite urban legend. I break chains, steal prisoners, and annoy monsters for sport... until an Alpha wolf's bite refuses to heal, a dragon's claw brands my skin, and a vampire drains me to death. Spoiler: I don't stay dead. Now I'm something else. Something the Dominion Pact never prepared for....a reborn weapon born of fire, fang, and blood. The Kings who hunted me can't decide whether to kill me or claim me. The humans want a savior. The monsters want a queen. And me? I just want to watch their perfect world burn. enemies-to-lovers • multiple mates • morally grey heroine • rebellion vs. empire • hidden power • fated bonds • slow-burn heat • dystopian fantasy This is a sample only! thank you!

🥵😈💋🙈18+/SMUT/NSFW🙈💋😈🥵 "I can't hold back-" he growled, his voice a low, rough rumble. "You smell so sweet. Your body, it practically screams that it needs to be bred. Screaming for me-" His hands, large and warm, gripped your hips, pulling you toward him. "I'm not stopping until I'm sure you're carrying my pups."

😈🙈💋Mature/18+/Graphic💋🙈😈 My legs trembled uncontrollably as the sheer power of him overwhelmed me. Gods... this orc... His deep, guttural growl vibrated against my lips as he shrugged off his armor with ease, the sound of metal hitting the floor echoing in the room. His hands gripped my waist, lifting me effortlessly. My legs instinctively wrapped around his powerful frame, and I felt the hardness of his massive c**k pressing insistently against my soaked center.