"I hate you." My voice cracks as I tell him. His feet stop at the door. I clutch the bedsheet tightly around my chest as he turns around with an emotionless face. "Then there will be a lot of hate fucking between us." A smirk curve his lips as his green eyes rake over my body with the heat of conquest. Hot rage flows through my veins and I glare back at him with so much hatred for what he did to me. "Breakfast at sharp 8:10. You remember, right?" He smirks arrogantly and walks out of the room with his warnings. WARNING: FORCED SXX BOOK!! 🔞 * * * * * * * * * * * Dakota Black was a man cloaked with charisma and power. But I made him a monster. Three years ago, I sent him to jail. Accidentally. And now he is back to get his revenge from me. "Seven nights." He said. "I spent seven nights in that rotten jail. I give you seven nights to live with me. Sleep with me. And I'll free you from your sins." He promised to destroy my life for the sake of a good view if I didn't follow his commands. His personal wh0re, that's what he called me. 🔻MATURE CONTENT🔻 Highest Ranks: #1 in Force #1 in Hate #1 in LoveHate #1 in Seduction #1 in Blackmail #1 in Adult Content #1 in Sexual Themes #1 in Mature Themes #2 in Adult #2 in Humor #2 in Revenge #2 in Dark Fantasy #3 in Hot #3 in EnemiesToLovers #4 in SlowBurn

Jayce stood closely in front of Xavier. "Lemme treat you right."He said while licking his lips seductively. Xavier sighed and looked down at his shoes, "No". The younger man's hands traveled up his waist before moving their bodies closer to one another. "That wasn't a question."

Divine. Just the name alone makes the old women at Greater Hope clap their hands and say "that's a good boy." Pastor's son. Golden child. The one who opens the church doors before the sun even thinks about rising. Choir voice so smooth it could make a sinner cry. Med student. Top of his class. Own place. Own money. Never a hair out of line. Never a step out of bounds. Everybody loves Divine. Everybody trusts Divine. Everybody thinks they know Divine. But nobody really does. There's a version of him that doesn't come out during Sunday service. Doesn't show up in any lecture hall. The one that exists in the dark, in the shadows, in the places nobody in his life would ever think to look. The one with urges that don't align with the Word. With secrets, fantasies so dirty they'd need more than holy water to wash clean. The choir boy ain't singing the same song behind closed doors. And the thing about secrets is... they always find a way out.

" spwm you mines and yk this " ,

"Yk we can't do this" "Why" "Yk why" "No, I mean why you so stubborn I done told you I don't give a fuck about no one else feelings expect yours"

"𝐎𝐡, 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲 𝐖𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞"

Zay is a 21-yo barber working with his uncle - Davi, in his new shop. Quickly, his life, personality, actions, are all changed, taking a heavy turn when he meets Lorenzo after a haircut that damn near gave him hope for life again. Lorenzo is the adopted son of a gang leader, making moves in his place, authority's unmatched, even sometimes against his father. He usually gets what he needs, have what he wants, but Zay-he's different. So different in fact, that he's willing to go as far as giving Zay anything he may want, need, desire, dream of - even for a second. All Zay has to do is 𝖙𝖊𝖑𝖑 𝖍𝖎𝖒 𝖜𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖜𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖘.

When Cyril Duvall is cast out by the only family he's ever known, he's forced into a world far removed from the life he once had. Koda Maddox never expected a privileged outsider to cross his path. Two lives. Two worlds. One encounter that changes everything. I'm not the best at writing blurbs, so read on to find out what happens.

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