Liora Laurent In a world full of evil and hate lies Liora Laurent. She wants to be the change-the thin line between good and evil. But can there truly ever be a society where evil doesn't exist? And if there is, how does one take the first steps toward creating it? For Liora, that first step is journalism. She writes about the evils of the world, exposing the dangers hidden beneath the surface-the things most people overlook, ignore, or are too afraid to see. But Liora's pursuit of justice isn't entirely selfless. Evil took something from her. Something she can never get back. And now, finding the evil responsible has become more than a story. It's a mission. She doesn't just want to expose them. She wants to destroy them. But what happens when destroying evil requires becoming something you once despised? How far is Liora willing to go for justice before she becomes the very thing she's spent her life trying to destroy? She wanted to expose the darkness. Now she has to decide how much of herself she's willing to lose to destroy it.

My body was stuck. I wanted to move but I couldn't. He leaned down and our lips crashed together. He made the kiss deeper by adding tongue and picked me up giving my ass a squeeze. Earning a moan from me. He began walking upstairs and went straight to my room throwing me on the bed. "I missed you so fucking much." He said aggressively as he took his clothes off. I started taking mines off as well. He laid over my body kissing me again then breaking it-pressing his forehead to mine looking me in my eyes. I arch my back as he reach down to my soaking pussy and he started stroking my clit. "Always so fucking wet, I fucking love it." He continues to rub his fingers up and down my slit. Sticking a finger inside of me every so often. I moan out against his fingers on my clit. "Fuck this I need to be inside of you." He grunts. A love story about Antonio Russo & Shakayla Janai. Not fully edited! Let me know if I made a mistake somewhere!!! But not to much tho 😚 some of y'all be getting smart in the comments 🙃 I definitely return energy.

"Will it kill you to back the fuck up?" I snapped. "Yes, princess," he whispered sweetly against my ear, voice full of that sick affection. "It would. I would drop dead right here if I couldn't be next to you." "My lucky day," I muttered sarcastically.

"Can you stop treating me like I'm nothing?" "Or is that what I am. nothing to you." Adeline looks at me like I just asked her if the sky was green "Oh please don't act like that now when you were practically begging me to give you attention." I froze in place because I was trying to get her attention but I didn't think she would use it against me. "Answer the question Adeline." Trying to stay focused on the question I just asked her like I wasn't about to combust from her just looking at me. "You mean the world to me sweetheart." "𝗬𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝘆 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞." This book is about a crazy love story. Characters will go through emotional and endless battles while trying to still understand life and how they're feeling.

Book 1 - Secret Six Book 2 - Broken Secrets Sterling, the rebellious twin compared to her sister Stellan, has definitely had a lot of fun throughout her youth but is growing. Like her mom she was very popular in school, but unlike her parents she didn't find the one in high school, unless you mean a bad one. After many ups and downs she wants to change things. But will her family's history affect that change? Elliott, the only child of the Montel Cartel heir, comes into town for one thing, revenge. Learning that her family was ruined at the hands of Drew Kane and wanting to please her father she will do what it takes to destroy everything the Vanderbilt-Kanes own and love. Even if it means losing any chance of real love she has. Is history repeating?

𝐀𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐀 𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐎, 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘵 𝘑𝘶𝘫𝘶 𝘞𝘢𝘵𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘴. 𝘚𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘴 𝘧𝘭𝘺, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘭𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴, 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘶𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥𝘴. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘭𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳. "fuck what they think 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮."

"Well if I don't need medical attention, why would I tell a doctor what happened?" "I'm not asking as a doctor," I clarify as I start trying to put some space between us. "Then what're you asking as?" She loosens her grip on my waist, allowing me to step back. "As someone you're trying to keep alive." "You just have to trust me, baby," She teases, a smirk growing on her face. "Stop," I say, firmly, ignoring how the pet name makes me feel. "Why?" She asks as she steps towards me and I back up. "You have a lot of questions tonight." "So do you," She counters, backing me up against my door. She rests her forearm above my head, leaning down. "If you cave, I'll tell you exactly what happened to my hands." "Cave?" I ask, feigning confusion. I know exactly what she's talking about. She only hums before her other hand drifts to the waistband of my pants. I try to control my breathing as she runs her fingers along the inside of it, almost absentmindedly. ~~~ Cyra escaped the dark world Verena calls home. She was never supposed to go back. But when her father puts a target on her back, Verena steps in and doesn't give her much of a choice. What starts as protection turns into something deeper, darker, and far more dangerous. Cyra knows she should leave. The problem is, she's not sure she wants to anymore.

CeoxAssistant|gxg|slowburn|15 years age gap He leaned over her desk for fourteen minutes. Amalia didn't remember his name by the time Nadia was done with her. "What's his name?" "I don't knowww" Amalia whined. "Good girl." She wiped the smudged lipstick from Amalia's mouth with her thumb like a statement. Then walked the entire length of the office, poured water, walked back. Set it down. Amalia looked at it. Looked at Nadia. Raised both shoulders toward her ears and turned her face away. "You're being ridiculous, Amalia." But Amalia didn't budge. Nadia picked her up. Sat back down with Amalia settled against her, tipped the glass to her lips, kissed her once between every sip. Unhurried. Like this was completely reasonable. It was the most spoiled thing Amalia had ever allowed. She allowed all of it. "More." she said when the glass was empty. "Brat." "Your brat." Nadia didn't answer. She didn't have to. She just went to get more water. Amalia Peters. 20. Never carried her own bag. Never pumped her own gas. Never eaten a meal that wasn't placed in front of her like an offering. Beautiful. Brilliant. Completely aware of both. Then June took her parents and left her in a house so quiet she talked to empty chairs. She got a job not because she needed money because the silence was unbearable. She pouted through the entire interview. Got hired anyway. Nadia Crane. 35. Looks 25. Stopped being flattered by that around thirty. On paper - CEO. Empire builder. Never raises her voice. Off paper - cargo that moves at night. Contracts nobody signs twice. A stillness that has ended careers, companies, and at least three men's entire futures. She runs several companies. Only some are legal. She watched Amalia Peters sigh at a waiting room chair like it had wronged her ancestors. And hired her on the spot. Her parents spoiled her. Her boss ruined her beyond repair. #1 in spoiled. #1 in intersex. #1 in gl. #1 in lesbianlgbt #1 in sapphic

In the middle of a chaotic season with the Chicago Sky, Rickea Jackson is finally starting to feel settled in Chicago. Between intense practices, nonstop media obligations, and her teammates constantly dragging her into some kind of foolishness, she's learning how to breathe again. So when Dijonai Carrington insists the team try a brand-new upscale restaurant tucked away in the city, nobody expects the night to become anything more than good food and louder-than-necessary conversations. While everyone else is distracted by the food and conversation, Rickea can't stop paying attention to the little things - the way Autumn remembers every employee's name as she passes, the way she speaks with intention, the slight softness in her eyes when she looks at Rickea a second too long. Chicago was supposed to just be basketball. Instead, it might become the place Rickea finally finds something real.

One night, one mistake, one dangerous husband... and now she's trapped in a world of guns, passion, and a man who would burn it all for her. --- Claire Morgan never expected her one-night stand to turn into a marriage proposal-especially not from Aleksei, the cold, dangerous man every woman secretly fears and desires. She's just an ordinary woman, betrayed by a cheating boyfriend, until she's swept into Aleksei's world of crime, power, and scorching obsession. He's ruthless with his enemies, cruel with his words, and yet... he only has eyes for her. Even when his ex-beautiful, perfect, and everything Claire isn't-comes back, Aleksei makes it clear: his bride is the only one he wants.