Fuck a slow burn , read this.

Destiny never thought she'd end up tangled in Cam Cade's world. He was her best friend-the one who knew her laugh, her late-night secrets, her fears she never said out loud. But somewhere between sneaking into after-parties and helping him patch up his busted knuckles, the lines blurred. "Come on, Des," Cam grinned, leaning against the wall with that reckless confidence only he could pull off. His shirt clung to his chest, damp from the night's chaos. "Don't tell me you're scared." I rolled my eyes, but my heart wasn't listening. It hammered against my ribs, traitorous, every time his gaze locked with mine. Scared? Of him? Please. Okay... maybe a little. Because I wasn't scared of what he'd do. I was scared of what I wanted him to do. And he knew it. The thing about Cam Cade was, he never played fair. He leaned in close, his breath ghosting over my ear, sending shivers straight down my spine. "You trust me, right?" I hated the way my knees weakened at just two words. I hated the way my skin burned for more. We weren't supposed to be more. We weren't supposed to be anything but friends. But tell that to the way his lips lingered just a heartbeat too close to mine. Tell that to the way his hands brushed against me like a spark looking for gasoline. Tell that to my heart-because it already belonged to him.

She grew up in their house, best friends with one brother... and now she's tangled up with the other. A summer wedding, a secret romance, stolen kisses, and the kind of love that could ruin everything.

An autistic girl sheltered her whole life gets a taste of danger once she meets a thug named Santiago Perez. ​Santiago "Ghost" Perez set his eyes on Zari one time and has never left her alone since "Checkin' your location, I'm wishin' I was close to you I left my heart on the West End, I can't wait to get home to you"

Bellamy Jackson is a sweet girl known by many but only hangs out with 3 people she calls her best friends. Bellamy is a one of the top competitive dancers in her state. Dancing is one of the most important things in Bellamy's life. It helps her forget about her lonely life at home and provides a safe space in her mind. She loves dancing. Kayson Hayes, is an odd one. He has black fluffy hair that reaches just past his eyes. He always where's a black surgical mask to school because he believes that the school air is contaminated. Well, nobody knows he thinks that. But nobody has actually seen his face. He only speaks when he needs to, and is horrible at expressing his emotions. The only thing that helps him is underground fighting. He loves fighting. ------------------------------ "People like to talk, what would your date think if he saw you under here with me? Or someone told him you were under here with me doing something?" He asked huskily, I glared at him. "Nothing. Because we aren't doing anything," I shrugged, he smirked. Kayson is smirking? "And if we were?" He questioned, moving his free hand down my waist and stopped at my hip. His other hand trailed from my waist chain to my back before traveling up to the nape of my neck, my breath hitched. I had to tilt my head up to look at him. "What are you doing?" I breathed, he stared at me deeply with a look in his eyes. He dropped his hands. "I don't know."

Suki is a black geisha that was brought over to Japan from Ghana During what seemed to be a regular night. Sanada yukimura a fierce samurai stumbled into the tea house during sukis shift. He was injured and desperate. Will this fated meeting bring joy or sorrow? One things for sure, their lives will be forever changed.

"That's your fucking problem right there, Kai." "You want me to keep chasing you and I'm not doing that shit no more." He spat, looking into my eyes as I looked back into his. "You want to leave without letting me explain, then go ahead and leave, Kai." "I'm not stopping you." "But if you want this shit, Kai.." "Then come get it." He spoke sternly, unbuttoning his button down shirt as I stood there in shock, turning around completely to look up at him. Taking his shirt off, I watched as he stripped himself down as his muscular, tall, fit figure appeared and I can't say this man wasn't drop dead fine. Though I was so mad at him in this moment, my mouth dropped, looking at how good he looked. "I'm done chasing your ass, bruh." "You want me, come get me."

"You don't know what you do to me," he murmured against my skin. "You really don't." - Honesty, a Black girl with a sharp tongue and a bad attitude. lives in Brick City, a row of red-brick apartments know for gangbangers and old grandmothers who yearn for a better place to live. She works nights at a corner store, saving every dollar to get her little brother out of the environment before he becomes part of it. She doesn't have time for love, drama, or distractions. Then Cesar, a quiet white boy with a raspy voice and sweet way with words, moves into the building next door. Who is just trying to make a living off his mechanic job. What happens when these two cross paths and fall in love? Read to find out. #2 hoodlove #4 bwwm #3 blacklove

After the tragic death of her foster parents, Stella was sent away to a boarding school for troubled teens, a place she called home for seven long years. Now she's back, but things arent the same as they were before. To make matters worse, Stella finds herself stuck living with the one person she loathes more than anything else. Dimitri Presley. Read First ⚠️ This is an age gap romance , I wrote this when I was still impressionable and at the time I wasn't correctly thinking about the ramifications this book could have on other young and impressionable girls. So just so you all know this is purely for entertainment purposes and I genuinely hope you all enjoy this book that I spent a very long time making

Book Cover By: @writermarie__ Five years after a night of forbidden passion, a powerful mafia Don's violent pursuit of a debt leads him back to the enigmatic dancer unaware that she holds a secret that could shatter his empire: his heir. ••••••• Tristian Perry, the undisputed kingpin of New York's underworld, lives by a strict code: power, respect, and ruthless efficiency. A chance encounter five years ago with a young stripper named Lyric Raven resulted in a single night of intense passion, a night he barely remembers amidst the chaos of his life. Lyric, on the other hand, never forgot Tristian. That night left her with Trevor , a son she's fiercely protected, keeping his paternity a secret. Now, five years later, their worlds collide again with explosive force. Tristian, enraged by a dealer's betrayal, traces him to his apartment, only to find Lyric and Trevor living there with him. He kidnaps them both, intending to use them as leverage against her brother until his debt is paid. Lyric, hardened by five years of single motherhood but still possessing the spark that initially captivated him, ignites a dangerous desire he thought he'd buried. Tristian is torn between his ruthless nature, his growing affection for Trevor, and his re-emerging obsession with Lyric.