𝘒𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘪 𝘉𝘦𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘺. 𝘈𝘴 𝘢 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘶𝘮 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳, 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘯 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴, 𝘳𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘴. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘦𝘹𝘩𝘪𝘣𝘪𝘵, 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘔𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘰 𝘗é𝘳𝘦𝘻-𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘗𝘶𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘰 𝘙𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘤 𝘦𝘺𝘦 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢 𝘧𝘪𝘷𝘦-𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘭 𝘯𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦'𝘴 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥. 𝘕𝘰𝘸, 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘢𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯. 𝘖𝘯 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯: 𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓. 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘺 𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘵𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦. 𝘐𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘥𝘪𝘰, 𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘳.

He was supposed to be off-limits. She was never supposed to be his. In a world of wealth, power, and dangerous lies, falling for the wrong person might be the most dangerous thing of all. Mon Cheri - Book 1 of The Endearment Series.

*Excerpt (Ch. one): He had just been picked for starting lineup and the chances for time off were damn near impossible. After their victory, he made it back to the hotel to face-time her. The team had put six players to a room but Chris was lucky enough to snag a corner bed away from the group, it was semi-private. He was all set to beg for her forgiveness but was pleasantly surprised when she answers her phone in a sheer pink lace dress. She props her phone up so she could sit on the bed and tease him relentlessly, she wanted to see just how far she could push him.* Amaiya and Chris have been together for almost six years, meeting on the first day of their freshman year. Although it should have been an easy fairy tale romance it was not, it was riddles with typical college life and a few scandals here and there. But now he was drafted to the pro's and she was starting on her third published novel, what does life have in store for these college love birds? *Hi all! I have these things called filler stories, I continuously write the story when I'm stuck on another story, sometimes they can be graphic (mature) but I guess it depends on your definition of mature. I stand corrected it is DEFINITELY mature. Warning: mature scenes and graphic language because they are adults lol #2 in sensual 5/22/19 #17 in intimacy 7/9/2019 #15 in filler 12/18/19 #4 in thefreshman 12/18/19

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Everyone knows Ivan Cornejo. Now meet his son. Santiago Cornejo isn't chasing fame, attention, or love-he's just trying to survive being "Ivan's son." At school, he's lowkey. Unbothered. Uninterested. Except when it comes to Lucy. She's loud, sweet, and completely misunderstood. Everyone thinks she's annoying-except Santiago. And that's why she only talks to him. Quiet and closed off, he hides behind his hoodie and his guitar, avoiding the chaos of his famous family. Lucy is loud, sweet, and always talking... only to him. What starts as silence turns into stolen moments, soft touches, and a love neither of them expected. Set on a rural ranch full of noise, secrets, and second chances, her eyes is a tender, slow-burn romance about healing, first love, and finding peace in each other's presence. this isn't his dad's love story. It's his. Ranks #2 Mexico

BOOK FIVE His spit mixed with my wetness, dripping down my thighs. "Dario-fuck-slow down," I whined, but he didn't. He shoved his tongue inside me, deep, then pulled back just to suck on my clit again. Over and over. Sloppy as hell.

bwwm, light enemies to lovers,18+

"Stop apologising." So I did. Then I apologised for stopping. I'm the girl who eats lunch alone and tells herself she chose it. A girl who's never been kissed, who hides behind books and oversized jumpers and a smile that says please don't look at me. Malakai Vashko looks at me anyway. Six foot seven, Russian, with knuckles that never heal and eyes the colour of something cold and far away. He fights men twice his size for money and walks out of rooms without explaining himself to anyone, and his enemies have learned not to come for him. They come for the people standing next to him instead. He told me he didn't need a friend, and to stop looking at him like he might be one. I should have listened. But I'd already caught him trying to buy flowers for someone who couldn't receive them anymore, and something in me understood him before my brain caught up. He hides with silence and fists. I hide with silence and books. I didn't fix him and he didn't save me, but the night I grabbed an underground boxer by the hoodie outside a corner shop and told him to stop, something started that neither of us knew how to end. "I don't do this," he told me. "I don't let people in." He still doesn't smile. But he stayed. ------------------ ⚠️ Mature themes: violence, dark content. No explicit sexual content.

[-] "He saw all the stars in the solar system in her eyes." ••••••• Delani Taylor is the type of girl who wears silk ribbons in her hair and sketches anything and everything. She's blunt and straightforward; except for when comes to her feeling about her best friend. The sweetest boy who could always make the most trouble, and always listens to one person; his best friend. August Beckham had many happy places the stars, the hidden field of flowers behind the school, but most importantly; his best friend. ••••••• "Delani, Imma cum." I grit through my teeth. It was at the point I had to close my eyes because if I continues to watch at her ride me I would cum in a matter of seconds. "Can you hold it for me? I'm almost there baby, I promise." She saids through shallow breaths. My legs start to tremor as I threw my head back against the comforter when I feel her tighten around me, "Fuck I-" I felt a tinge of embarrassment when my words turn into a whimper. "You're doing so good, August. So fucking good." She moans. ••••••• Book Two of the Beloved Series Can be my read as a stand alone. 6/16/22- 1/1/23

Reilly Jones works at Ruby's Inn. A prominent diner in Red Oak. She's young, naive and last but certainly not least, one of the only black waitresses working there. She tries to keep a low profile and to herself but little does she know she's on the radar of every guy in a five-mile radius of the Ruby's. However, she thinks herself an average girl, like any other. Only her mother died when she was little and her father spent most of his time at the local bar nursing more than one beer, and she has the mental scars that tell differently. That and she longs to be important ... a least to someone. Gerard Grant always gets the girl. He's a strikingly gorgeous cowboy, not afraid to speak his mind and as typical rich guys go ... he's arrogant. He takes pride in overseeing his family's ranch but when he's not working the ranch, he likes to have fun. Being oh so sure of himself, he gets in on a seemingly harmless bet with a few of his cowhands. The Bet: to get the most unbelievably beautiful and unattainable girl in town, Reilly Jones, to go out with them. Being who he is, he doesn't expect her to toss Iced Tea in his face or worse, reject him and it stings. However, little does the beauty know the games are only just beginning because as everyone knows in Red Oak, this Grant always gets what he wants. All Rights Reserved!!! Highest Rank: #2 in General Fiction BOOK 2 - COMPLETED BEWARE My Cowboy Now available on Radish Username: StellevsCioccolatini BOOK 3 - ONGOING BEWARE HER COWBOY Now available on Radish Username: StellevsCioccolatini

"You belong right here, Elysia. Not in New York with Julian, or out somewhere in the city galavanting around with Andrew, or anywhere near Canelley," He mumbled against a fresh mark on the base of my neck. "Right here, nowhere else." For two years Elysia Leal and Salvatore Grant's relationship had been strictly professional. She ran his errands and he ran his business. That is, until, a situation at work puts them in an awkward position causing the lines in their relationship to blur and feelings to ensue.