"Non importa quanto discutiamo, vi amerò per sempre tutti e tre. Non pensare mai diversamente." The young woman whispers lovingly to them, running her hands through the blonde kings' platinum locks while her other hand was resting on the brown-haired king's chest. The youngest king, Marcus, raised from laying his head on the woman's thighs and gently grasped the woman's cheek to pull her into a passionate kiss. "We love you too, my love. Always." Translation: "No matter how much we argue. I love all three of you. Never believe otherwise." In which a black teenager with a mixed-race background discovers she is the mate of three vampire kings. Or A sixteen-year-old-year-old girl from foster care finds her forever home and true love in ancient kings. POST TWILIGHT: FEW YEARS AFTER BREAKING DAWN VOLTURI QUEENS' IMPRINT X PLUS SIZE BLACK FEMALE OC X VOLTURI KINGS' SOULMATE

What started with a smile, ended with an obsession

Two royal brothers. One woman they both can't forget. This time, only one gets to keep her. Kera's only goal is to leave the country as fast as she can, and no, she swears it's definitely NOT because of the Royal Wedding thats only 3 months away. But when she's suddenly abducted by the Royal Secret Service (RSS) and forced to stay at Grandeur Palace until the Royal Wedding, she has no choice but to confront her past. ------------ Bound between 2 Royals, The newly throned 24 year old, King Archer and his younger brother, 23 year old Prince Rolan, Kera finds herself in the middle of a Royal Sibling Rivalry, between a brother who she once loved and now hates her and the other, who always got her last nerve and now will do anything to keep her by his side. Each as dangerous as they are irresistible, she must navigate a palace full of secret obsessions, lies and forbidden desires. ************* Trapped in a palace by a brooding betrothed King who hates his obsession for a common girl and a Reckless and impulsive Prince who won't risk losing her again, Kera must listen to her heart above all else, or risk ruining all thier lives. A Royal Romance Novel. (YOUR GUARANTEED NEXT OBSESSION)

She hates him. He can't stand her. But they must produce an heir. Munaya is trapped in a foreign land, bound by a marriage she never wanted, to a man who despises her. Forced to share a bed with Caius, the ruthless ruler, she fights to keep her distance, determined not to let him break her spirit. But with every heated glance, every cruel touch, the line between hate and something far more dangerous blurs. Caius doesn't care for her beauty or her fire. He needs her only for an heir, and nothing more. He keeps his heart locked away-until an unexpected danger forces him to protect her. But can he resist the pull of her fiery personality and body that tempts him in ways he's desperate to ignore? As they navigate a marriage of duty and power, will they fall into a web of passion-or remain enemies until the end? A marriage built on obligation. A desire too hot to deny. HIGHEST RANKINGS #1 bw #1 romance fantasy

The heavy smell of cigarette smoke couldn't even mask the metallic smell of aged blood beneath the floor boards. These were dangerous men. Boys with knives and painted skin.. ~ We laid in the darkened room letting the comfortable silence cover us. His tattooed hand lightly stroked the moist skin of my arm. Yuji was beautiful.. "I'm going to hell..." He said nonchalantly. My eyes danced along his strong jawline and shoulder length, tapered hair. Currents of silky, onyx hair. "I've touched such a pure soul with unclean hands..." He sat up, climbed to his feet and grabbed his silk robe from the door, concealing the Oni and blossoms that adorned his back. [Completed 02/27/20] *************************************************** Warning: This book is rated M for mature. This novel will include sexual situations, violence, and crude language. Let's try to be adults about this. If I catch you copying my book, I'll sue.

𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐫 𝐄𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐭 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧, 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐁𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐫𝐨. Rankings: #1 in teacher #1 in bwwm #1 in wmbw #1 in military #1 in french #1 in psychological #2 in nigerian #5 in obsession #7 in possessive #9 in dark romance

─── 𝑺𝑨𝑵𝑪𝑻𝑼𝑴 ♱ in which ... a mortal woman, stolen from the world she knew and delivered into the hands of legend, finds herself at the heart of Volterra-a citadel of marble and blood, ruled by three ancient kings whose names haunt history. She was meant to be nothing more than a prize, a curiosity, a rare thing to be auctioned off. And yet, the moment they see her, something ancient stirs-an unspoken truth buried beneath centuries of longing. They call her mate. They call her Sanctum. But, alas, she is no one's salvation. In a palace of secrets and sharpened smiles, where love has long since curdled into ruin, she must survive the hunger in their eyes, the pull of a bond she does not understand, and the slow unraveling of who she once was. For the blood on the floor is still warm-and they are not the only monsters watching. ❝𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐒 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘬𝘦 𝘷𝘰𝘸𝘴, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐓𝐇.❞ | Volturi Kings ✕ black fem!oc | - ongoing. © 𝐆𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐀 | 2025. ♱

"The Underground Fighter and His Childhood Best Friend" ❦ Sasha "Kayo" Sokolov is a Russian fighter who was sent to America at a young age. One day, he met a young girl by the name of Everleigh Wilson, who taught him how to speak English, and helped him with his studies. They bonded so easily and became the best of friends. Years passed, and Sasha disappeared. Everleigh had to go on with life without her best friend. Until one lonely night when she saw the one man she loved more than anything beating another man to death. - "What happened to the boy I used to know?" she questioned, shutting her eyes at the feel of his hand traveling up her dress. He was so close to her throbbing core, and she hated how much she wanted him to touch her, enter her, ruin her. Sasha smirked sadistically. "He's gone, kitten. And he's never coming back." ❦ 𝐁𝐖𝐖𝐌, 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤, 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞.

In the glittering cage of Buckingham Palace, Prince William reigns supreme-charismatic, untouchable, and utterly ruthless. The heir who was never meant to be king wears his crown like a weapon, and his fiancée, Lady Beatrice, is nothing more than a perfectly polished accessory: safe, suitable, invisible. Until he sees Ayana. A maid with ebony skin that gleams like forbidden silk and curves that mock the starched severity of her uniform. One stolen glance across marble halls, and the prince's world narrows to obsession. The crack of glass in his hand. Blood on his palm. A hunger that tastes like ruin. He is power incarnate. She is the help-untouchable involved every way that matters. But William doesn't ask. He takes. As the engagement ball looms and the palace whispers of duty and decorum, the prince begins rewriting the rules. Beatrice's smile will shatter. The crown will tremble. And Ayana-sweet, unaware, breathtaking-will either become his salvation... or the spark that burns the monarchy to ash. A dark royal romance of possession, forbidden desire, and a man who would destroy empires for the one woman he can never have.

♱ ━━━ 𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐘, 𝐌𝐀𝐘 𝐈?: 𝘛𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥, 𝘋𝘳. 𝘔𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘢𝘴 𝘋𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘬 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯. 𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝. 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝. A scholar of behavioral ethics and coercion theory, whose lectures draw ovations and whose name is spoken with a mix of reverence and unease. But behind the podium lies a ritual far more intimate-a private doctrine of obedience, permission, and psychological reconditioning dressed in silk and silence. To those who enter his world, one rule governs all: you must ask before you receive. 𝐆𝐢𝐚 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐞 is the exception he didn't anticipate. A brilliant ethnographer with ice in her voice and ghosts in her past, she studies the scars left behind by cults and soft-spoken tyrants. When she accepts Drevik's mentorship, what begins as professional curiosity becomes something more seductive-and more dangerous. For Gia is not drawn in by touch, but by tone. She obeys not out of fear, but fascination. And somewhere between silence and surrender, a new ritual begins. "Maddy, may I?" becomes more than a question. It is the threshold. The currency. The undoing. 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍, 𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐃, does not unmake itself easily. And what he awakens in her will either consume them both-or remake the rules entirely. | 𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐒 Mikkelsen ✕ 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 fem!oc | - ongoing. © 𝐆𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐀 | 2025. ♱