"𝐂𝐚𝐧 𝐈 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮?" -on hold

At eighteen every wolf finds their mate, or at least they hope to. For Kelsey Hendricks, this is no different. She prays to find her mate, in hopes that he will save her from the life an Omega offers. Every, single, day she's abused, tormented and ridiculed. Mentally, physically and emotionally she's drained and ready to give up. When their new Alpha, Eli Collins appears on the stage she's beyond surprised to know he's her mate and the doubt sets in. Worse, when the Alpha tracks her down he rejects her after stating his disappointment. Life, love, happiness.......freedom - all the things Kelsey had hoped and prayed for were suddenly out of reach. What else did she have left? #13 11/10/19 #20 - 03/27/2019

In these streets you either thought 2 steps ahead or got left behind in a body bag. Love was filled with nothing but false hopes and dreams. I could never have that. I could never let myself experience that. It's a rough world we live in, filled with hunger and survival. I am willing to survive, no matter the cost, no matter the outcome. Next in line to run the streets, Chance.. A cold lethal killer who made the world bleed, who didn't believe in love.. That's until he met her. But The Streets claimed him first.

"The sexual tension was so thick in the car you could cut it with a knife...He gripped my waist and hoisted me in the air, my legs were around his waist. I could feel his erection poking me through his pants. We couldn't seem to get enough of each other." Avaa Scott is one of the most sought out psychiatrist in Philadelphia. She's the best at her job, but her personal life is a little jacked up. Her boyfriend has cheated on her for the last time, so that night she and her family decide to go to the club. But Avaa doesn't leave with them. What will happen when she has a one night stand with a mysterious man? Will they meet again? Read to find out This story includes mature content. Read at your own risk.

"Montana, come here." He nodded his head toward the door, leaving out of the room. Staying silent as Ms. Carol looked at me, I kissed the back of Josiah's hand before leaving out of the room. As I walked out, Messiah stood there looking at me in disgust while I closed the door. "What are you doing that shit for?" "Huh?" I said since I had nothing else to say, just trying to stall time to get my words together. "Why are you stripping, Monty?" Sighing, I decided that I wasn't going to lie like I'd originally planned to do after listening to Chocolate's stupid advice. "Money." I spoke simply and he scoffed as I looked down. "Why not just ask Josiah for money instead doing hoe shit?" "First of all, It's not doing hoe shit. I don't have sex with anyone. I just dance. And I don't want to ask him for any money. It's not his job to take care of me." "So stripping..." He trailed off with a laugh. "..stripping was the last resort? Instead of putting your pride aside?" Saying nothing, I just looked at him with pleading eyes. "Please don't tell him, Messiah." I could already tell by the look on his face that he was going to tell him. "I ain't gon' tell him.." Thank God. I thought. "..you are." "What?!" I shrieked. "No. I'm not." "You are." He spoke in a demanding tone. "Please. You know how he is." I expressed "And you know how he is too but you made that bed." "Messiah, he's going to kill me." I begged. "I know." He shook his head, walking away from me. "Better figure it out. You got until the end of the day to tell him or I will." He mumbled before walking back into the room.

New Orleans isn't just a city-it's a pulse. A rhythm. A hunger. And nobody knows that better than Arielle Washington, a tired single mother grinding just to make rent in the Desire Projects. Love left her a long time ago, replaced with diaper bags, house keys, and survival. That is, until a new housekeeping job drops her into the home-and world-of ICE the most dangerous man in the streets. ICE doesn't do mess. Doesn't do feelings. But there's something about Ari-her fire, her silence, her scars-that draws him in. And when business gets bloody and loyalties are tested, the line between protector and predator blurs. Because in the Dirty South, nothing comes clean... not even love.

Kian Lancaster. They call him the Paranoid Grim Reaper. He trusts no one. He's impulsive, ruthless, and in the night he comes alive. But, what is a King without his Queen? Ellieandra Starr. She's everything Kian would never trust. She's too smiley, too carefree, and too much of sunshine. Yet, somehow he sees something in her that binds them together. And, although he will never trust her, he can't help but be drawn to her. To see what she hides.

Nia thought love only came in twos. But with Khalil's blessing, she's about to learn what it means to be loved by two men who'd do anything for her.

Crystal is a 17 year old girl who lives with her mom who is addicted to drugs and abuses her for being a stripper trying to make money so she could survive in this harsh cold world and her mom also blames her for her fathers death. That's when crystal meets king the biggest kingpin in the world and gets pregnant but her life changes even more after that Under construction 🚧

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