Elara Jones finds solace in silence and sugar. A shy, curvy baker with a softly spoken heart, her world is small and predictable: a quiet office job and a fledgling home bakery where she pours her soul into every treat. She is innocence embodied, and she's content with her simple, invisible life. Kaelan Vance is a king in a world of shadows. A mafia tycoon with a empire of legitimate companies and illegitimate dealings, he commands with a look and takes what he wants. He is a man forged in ruthlessness, his heart untouched... until a glimpse of Elara shatters his control. He isn't just drawn to her beauty; he's captivated by her quiet strength, the peace she radiates, the innocence that stands in stark contrast to his own stained soul. What begins as a fascination quickly spirals into a dark, all-consuming obsession. He must possess her, not just her body, but her heart, her smiles, her very soul. For Elara, Kaelan is a storm she never saw coming. His attention is terrifying yet intoxicating, a whirlwind of danger and desire. He showers her with a devotion that feels like love but looks like madness. He will burn the world to keep her safe and break anyone who dares to look her way. This is a story of two hearts colliding: one learning to love, the other learning to let go. One is a quiet melody, the other a destructive symphony. Can a love built on obsession ever become a sanctuary, or is it just the most beautiful prison of all?

Amira Hart was never meant to be part of the story. Not the public one, anyway. But behind every polished legacy is the girl no one talks about-the one who was loved in secret, then left in silence. For two years, Amira and Brooks Whitmore IV lived in that silence. He was the President's son, raised for cameras and campaign trails. She was the woman he chose when no one was watching. Their worlds were never meant to meet. The cards were stacked long before they kissed in the dark. Now, two years later, a wedding invitation arrives. His name is on it. So is hers. Told in fragments and flashbacks, His Secret is a quiet storm of a love story-about memory, erasure, and the women history tries to forget.

Valentina struggles to keep her life together after giving birth to her son, and the baby's father is nowhere to be seen. Vincenzo 'Enzo' as they call him, is a ruthless mafia leader, but he feels like he is missing something. Someone. One fateful night, Valentina gets caught up hiding inside a store, as there is a robbery going on, and Vincenzo just happens to see her running out of the back door. Will Valentina trust him, or will she keep her walls built high?

Fairytale kind of love... It's a mystery to Destiny, her dating history isn't the best example of fairytale love, honestly, it was never 'love' to begin with. After her recent boyfriend proved that love will never occur in her life, she decides to make her senior year of college, all about self-love. Which she truly did in the beginning, but that was until Trevor Walker decided differently. Destiny and Trevor have been in each other's lives since the beginning. They loathed each other from the start as well. Him always being a jerk to her, but that was just the way he was. But, the real truth was he never knew how to express his love for her. Now, the love is stronger than it's ever been and he will stop at anything to be with her.

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.

Ever since Meaghan Edwards was a little girl, she knew what she wanted in life was peace, love, and happiness for herself and everyone around her. So what happens when she meets someone whose ideologies are a bit different than hers? ********************************************************* "Stop throwing my failures in my fucking face!" I yelled angrily, crossing my arms. "Then stop talking about this bullshit." "You brought it up!" I reminded him. "I was content on sitting here and spending time with my friend but it seems as though you don't want to do that? I don't fucking understand you at times. What the hell is wrong with you?" I questioned. "What's wrong with me? I love you. That's what's bloody wrong with me!" ~ "Love could be the road to happiness but most times happiness leads you right to the doorsteps of love because only happy people can really love." ~author unknown

"I just thought..." I begin, flustered, not really sure where my words are headed. He shakes his head. "We can't," he states, removing my hand from his. "There are a million reasons why we can't." He runs a hand through his hair, seemingly frustrated, and then looks back at me with those haunting, green eyes. I know he's right. I'm married, I have a family, and he's also my boss. *** Vanessa Harrison has acquired everything she's ever wanted in life: a creative lead position at an advertising agency, a perfect two-story house in the suburbs, and a Pinterest-worthy family life. Until she meets Christopher, the new CEO. Chris shows her that it's okay to dream bigger, and suddenly, the foundation that Vanessa has based her entire life on, begins to crumble. With her family life at risk, and fate balancing in the air, Vanessa must ultimately choose between the life that she's always wanted, and the life that she never knew she needed. ⚠️ WARNING: This story contains sexual content and adult language. © 2019 by Victoria Livingston

"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.

In Stonegate Heights, love don't come soft-it comes with pressure. Amari Cole keeps to herself, watching everything, saying just enough. She's smart, quiet... and not the one to play with. Zayvion Cross? He's the type of man you pray you never fall for. Toxic. Addictive. Dangerous. When their worlds collide, feelings turn messy, loyalty gets tested, and secrets don't stay buried for long. In a city where everybody watching and nobody innocent... you either stand on what you say- or get exposed. And Amari? She's not the one to break first.

The story follows Corin James, a feared and respected Miami street figure who returns home after serving fourteen years in prison. Though the city has changed-new buildings, new faces-Corin hasn't lost his reputation. People still whisper his name with respect and fear. He's not interested in nostalgia or praise; he's focused on reclaiming what was his before he went away, knowing someone has been running the streets in his absence. Parallel to Corin's return is Kamilya Milan, a sharp, guarded real estate professional and single mother trying to keep her life controlled and respectable. Beneath her polished exterior is a woman shaped by trauma, especially from her volatile and abusive relationship with her child's father, Marco, a possessive man who still believes he owns her. Every interaction with Marco reminds Kamilya how dangerous her past still is-and how hard she's fought to outgrow it. Corin and Kamilya's worlds collide in Miami Can they fight against all odds and be together ?