COMPLETED ✓ (LOOK INSIDE FOR DESCRIPTION!) - ❝𝗛𝗼𝘄 𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘄𝗲 𝗴𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝗮𝗰𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀?❞ 𝗵𝗲 𝗮𝘀𝗸𝘀, 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗰𝘂𝗿𝗶𝗼𝘀𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗴. 𝗜 𝗺𝗲𝗲𝘁 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗴𝗮𝘇𝗲, 𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗮𝗱𝘆 𝗮𝘀 𝗜 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗳𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝗿𝗲𝗽𝗹𝘆, ❝𝗨𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗹 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗸𝗶𝘀𝘀 𝗺𝗲.❞

*SMUT WARNING* "Breathe, baby, just breathe. You got it. Just inhale and exhale. You've been doing it all your life. You can take it. They're just fingers"...for now When Infinity Maraj sets off for a summer in Spain to celebrate her college graduation take her mind off of a rough break up, she is surprised at the amount of attention she receives as a black woman. At first she drinks it up, finally feeling validated for once. However, that attention soon proves to be too much for her to handle. In this thrilling and sensual cat-and-mouse novela, the stark differences between love and lust are defined and Infinity must learn the hard way, or assume the consequences. ***Don't read this story if you're not ready to have high blood pressure, be horny and shit tears all at the same time.

*Continuation of Fatal Pursuit* *contains Fatal Pursuit spoilers* *smut warning* Infinity Maraj is back in the U.S. to collect her bearings and start anew, leaving all the European drama behind her. She's ditched Miami and relocated for her new career in a bustling industry, got some new friends, and gained a new outlook on life. She is seemingly thriving despite the "bump" (wink, wink) in the road. But despite how far she flees, certain pieces of her personal history linger in the shadows, following her until she is forced to confront them head-on...and of course there's romance along the way. Join your favorite hopeless romantic black girl on this harrowing journey of redefinition. ***Don't read this story if you're not ready to have high blood pressure, laugh. be horny and shit tears all at the same time.

|EDITED| I should've left. I knew I should've turned the hell around. Shut the door. Pretended I didn't see a damn thing. But I didn't. I stood there, frozen. Mesmerized. Cursed. She let the towel fall away. My breath caught when her breasts spilled free-round, medium-sized, her nipples already stiff. She palmed them, moaning low in her throat, her hips shifting against her fingers. Her waist was so damn small, and those thighs... Fuck. Those thick thighs spread wide, holding nothing back. Her clit swollen, her moans growing louder, filling every inch of space in the house. And all I could think was I want to be the one making her sound like that. I wanted to drop to my knees. Slide my mouth up her thighs. Bury my face in that sweet pussy until she screamed my name. God, she was so beautiful, so uninhibited. So fucking close. Amina and Mason have been friends forever. But not even forever prepares them for this. They've shared everything-secrets, laughs, and late-night talks-but never touched the spark simmering just beneath the surface. So when they decide to explore their sexual chemistry under a strict set of rules, it's supposed to be simple. No drama. No emotions. Just heat. But rules don't stand a chance when the lines blur between friendship and something far more dangerous. Because once they cross that line... there's no going back This book was inspired by the song. (That Way by Tate McRae ) !!WARNING!! THIS BOOK CONTAINS A LOT OF DETAILED SEXUAL CONTENT|

A hand land on the back of my neck turning me around "don't turns your fucking back on me" he growls in my face , heat pool down my core while I smirk "what's wrong Sandro ? Don't tell me your jealous" I pout "You wanna know what he did" his hand is know on the front of my neck squeezing it lightly "what you couldn't do hmm" at each word he squeeze "you should've been here fuck maybe I should've just spend the night and let him f-" He slams my back on the wall making me grunt and laugh at the same time "Shut the fuck up Rose" , my legs wrap around his waist "make me" I whisper and that's all I needed to say before he rip my dress off me "you better buy another one" I say before latching my mouth on his . 𝐀 𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 They're supposed to hate each other but now something connects them and their life is forced to be together again for better or for worse. Synopsis inside Please give it a try <3 #1 ongoing 03/10/2023 #2 whitman 09/10/2023 #1 secretbaby 17/02/2024 #1 blackauthors 25/05/2024

(Completed) Mature content warning ------------------------------------------ "Take off your clothes." "W-what?" I pry my eyes away from his lips to meet his bright blue ones. "I am going to strip down to my boxers. By the time that happens if you are still wearing any clothes I will rip them to shreds, do you understand?" --------------------------- Jeremy and Samantha always seem to find themselves themselves slipping away from each other so very often. As faith would have it they always find there way back to each other no matter what. #19 in bwwm 07/30/21 🥺🥺 #32 in black woman 💛 #2 in white 08/20/21 😳 #1 in situations 11/26/21 #1 in Toxic 1/27/22 #1 in Mess 11/19/22

Tommie Abrams is a 23 year old single mother of a hyper , adorable little boy whose father died on his way to see his son born. Brendan Dickerson is a 26 year old billionaire and CEO with a chain of hotels . Tommie and Brendan see each other again for a long time at her parent's coffee shop , which her family owns in a San Francisco. " Why do you keep staring at me ?" " You're beautiful ." "No , I'm not." I walked up to Tommie standing in front of me. I saw her chest rising rather quickly. She backed up until she hit my desk. I grabbed her thighs and kissed her softly. We didn't hear the door open when a little voice said , " Mommy !" There are many surprises that she is not ready for but are you ??

"I want you to pretend that you're my fiancé" Those words changed Naomi's life forever. But will they change it for better or for worst? Meet Naomi Hayes, a 22 year old trying to make a living. Graduating from Yale at the top of her classes. Wanting to make her family proud of her. Meet Michael Grey, a 30 year old thats always at the top of his game. Having anything he wants. Running his father's business for 10 years with his best friend, Charles. Follow Michael and Naomi on their journey. What will happened when Michael asks Naomi for a favor? Hope you enjoy! S L O W U P D A T E S Under Editing!!!! (This was my first book ever, so please be nice)

"𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐍, it's cute," I compliment draping my arms around his neck. "You think so?" He asks. "Yes, yes I do." "Only for you then tesoro," he pecks my jaw. When he says that I feel my heart do a million flips over and over again, his words beginning to play through my head as I stare at the man in shock. Only for you. .⋅ ۵♡۵ ⋅. 𝐙𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐀 𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐒 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 She's a woman of a traumatic past. Sold to the Mafia at the age of seven. It's not something easy to have been experiencing, especially after having your mother pass away only two years before. But of course with every traumatic past brings out a strong, bold and undeniably attractive woman. One who is feared in the dangerous underworld of the mafia. .⋅ ۵♡۵ ⋅. ❝ I want to be in your mind every waking moment, your heart and fucking soul. The same way you're in mine. ❞ Started - 06/07/22 Finished - 22/12/22

When she was 14, Dalia was sold to Matteo Martinelli, the former leader of the largest Italian mafia. Flash forward with his son, Vittore Martinelli as the new leader, Dalia is given to him as a birthday present after years in spent in the "safe house". Dalia struggles to fulfill a promise she made and get her old self back as Vittore tries not to fall for the black beauty. Will they go through all the lies, jealousy, betrayal, envy, lust and murder together all in the name of love? Because at the end of it all, she is still Property Of Vittore Martinelli. * * * "Lift your hand," I said looking at how he held onto his bicep with a tight grip. "Let me take a look at the bullet wound." "No tesoro. I can do this myself," Vittore grumbled and I gave him incredulous look. "Don't start that bullshit with me Vittore. Remove your arm and let me help you or..." I trailed off, not able to say more. I was still in shock but I could do this. "Just... just let me help." "No." I glared at Vittore. "Why are you being so damn egotistic?! Let me help you! Do you know what it was like to find you like... and to..." I couldn't even get all the words out. "Let me help you. Please." Begging wasn't something I'd ever do but I just needed him to let me help him. "No-" "Why?!" I suddenly exploded. "Why won't you just let me help you?!" "Because I don't know how to handle it ok?!" Vittore suddenly exploded, his dark eyes glaring at me. "I don't know how to handle these... feelings. Fuck tesoro you drive me crazy! Don't you see that? You make me question everything I've ever known and... I can't..." I watched Vittore as his expression turned determined. "Fuck it." He leaned forward and pressed his lips on mine. * * * WARNING! Mentions of death, torture, gore, abuse and other things related to the mafia.