Noelle Cartwright did everything by the book. Some call her 'stuck-up.' But, she never cared. She's a high-school senior with a lot on her plate and no room for romance. All she wants to do graduate high-school and finally start her life. That is, until Carson Holt, captain of the football team, Carson Holt flashes her a dazzling smile and begs for her help in Biology. Carson Holt is the stereotypical slutty footballer whose main concern is getting his grades up and getting off the bench. He needs help in Bio but he didn't think he'd get mixed up with a sweet, quiet girl. Who would have thought he'd actually care for her.

Long hours, Lonely nights, And lots of wine. Young and in love, Brielle Anderson married her college boyfriend, Maverick Dawson, at the tender age of nineteen. The beginning was blissful. But, it's three years later and her marriage is on a rocky road. Cracks in the perfect image she's painted threaten to tear apart her relationship. With her husband now working long hours and late nights, Brielle begins to grow insecure. What she wants is the easy loving relationship they started out with. Will she be able to put her marriage on the right track? Or is it too late? (Originally posted in 2014 )

Deen and Paislee Vanilla and chocolate Day and night. Hot and cold Colored | White "You know we could never get married, you just flipped your lid. We would be a closet case." "Why couldn't we get our rings, babydoll?" His green eyes danced with confusion as he stroked my cheek softly. "Because you're white and well, I'm a negro. Everyone knows whites and blacks don't bash, that's just how it goes unless you like death. So marriage, that's-that's an odd ball, Deen." ° ° ° Nothing could go wrong in the busy town of Jackson, Mississippi, for everything was splendid. Absolutely splendid. Except for the occasional riots, or lynching of innocent colored girls, the heads hanged in the city square, or the burning cross' across the street from houses. The ear wrenching screams heard from dark alleys, the glares from men as you walked into "their" diner, going through the back doors at movie theaters, or standing on the bus after a day's long of work. This was all nothing to Paislee Miller, for she was your typical colored girl in the eye of the beholder. Living in Jackson all her life had brought her many things that she wouldn't trade in the world, even the constant racism and hate that flowed through the city's air. That is until she meets Deen Rivera. He was nothing far from perfect if you asked, and everything grand. As Deen and Paislee cross paths many times she starts realizing that her solid heart was starting to open up for this green-eyed, winsome country boy. As for Deen, well he fell in love the minute he casted an eye to her. After that, he couldn't stop seeing her, touching her, loving her. Even if that meant breaking a 'WHITES ONLY' sign, it would all be worth it. Hopefully. . . Catch 22 © 2018 RyChristina

Ruth Parker is a talented graphic artist working at a major advertising firm in Atlanta. Ryan Stevens is a copywriter at that same firm and her frequent collaborator. Best friends for nearly twenty years, they've been through just about everything that life can throw at one another together, except actually being together, as a romantic couple. ...But when Ryan gets engaged to his latest girlfriend Jaymi, she starts to realize Ruth has a closeness and importance that she finds troubling. What kind of future can she possibly have with Ryan when he already has a work wife?

After becoming an orphan, Lauren was taken in by the famous Nelson family. When Ricky Nelson wasn't on stage breaking hearts, he was at home to annoy Lauren. After they get a little older, things get heated. Elvis Presley eventually has Lauren all shook up after she caught his eye. Will Lauren stick to good boy Ricky or the King? #1 in #Elvis Cover by: @/asaiyaavae on Instagram Warning: This is an erotic fanfic and is [18+]. There'll be instances of BDSM, alcohol & other sensitive subjects.

It's the end of senior year and the big night is approaching. Camari has just been asked to Prom by her crush. She then finds out that Prom is also known as, "The Night Of Hook-Ups". As she begins to panic, her college brothers best friend, Trevor, who's been dating his girlfriend for a couple years now, secretly decides to teach Camari the five steps of losing your virginity. Are these steps helping Camari get ready for her big night with her crush? Or is she starting to fall for her brothers best friend who told her from the beginning not to catch feelings? Camari's going to have to strip away her outer skin to let Trevor in. She's going to have to explain her insecurities, her worst fears, and she's going to have to become completely.... naked. STARTED: August 22nd 2018 COMPLETED: October 22nd 2018 (Still editing)

It's too cliché. New city, new school and having to make all new friends. You've heard of the stories where the girl falls for her step-brother, or best friend or even high school coach. But have you heard of the story where she falls for her step-father? Remi's mother is getting married and you think the worst thing to do is having to move away from your old life your senior year of high school, but that's not the case. The worst thing you can do is fall for the guy your mom is getting married to. Remi now has to spend time with her new step-father and at first he was annoying but after one mistake does she find herself falling for him? Who's calling him daddy?

‘Black excellence.’ Rose. Black. Twenty-two. Recent college graduate. Raphael. Greek. Twenty-nine. Extremely good-looking, wealthy and – most of all – cold. What was it? A compromis? An arrangement? More like blackmail. And now that he has her, will this relationship remain more like a deal? Or will actual feelings get involved? “I expect you to let me kiss you when I want. You don’t decline,” he demanded and took a few steps to the corner she stood in. He placed his hands next to her, really cornering her. His voice was hoarse and full of authority, and Rose almost felt herself giving in. “Do you understand?” She raised her eyebrow and cocked her head to the side a bit, challenging him. “Do… you… understand?” his lips brushed against hers with every word he said. She had the urge to just kiss him but as she had told herself not to, she turned her head so his lips were now on her cheek. “This is not part of the arrangement.” “Then I’ll make it one from now on,” he retorted and held her face by her cheeks with one hand, forcing her to look at him. “You can’t,” she mumbled as it was hard for her to speak with his hand like that. “I can. If you don’t agree, you can leave.” She stared into his green eyes as she thought about leaving. She knew she was going to get hurt if she’d stay but she didn’t want her entire family to get hurt either. He let go of her face and crushed his lips onto hers. By now he had pressed his body completely on to hers and Rose felt her body heating up again. Raphael wasn’t gentle during the kiss at all but he wasn’t harmful either. He was dominant and left no room for her to take control of what was happening in that elevator. SEXUAL CONTENT!

Description currently under renovation :)

"Just don't tell anyone ok? it would only make trouble" he said, a serious set on his brow. "For who me or you?" I asked looking straight at him. His jaw clinched and his face reddened with anger again. He's always had a short temper. Was I taking my new found confidence too far too quickly? "Listen here SERVENT GIRL! I not losing my throne to this! don't pretend you didn't like.." I cut him off. "Oooh PLEASE you think that grape between your legs had any effect on me?" I lied "Grape? " He said walking up to me Oh no He grabbed my forearm and pulled me in. His hand around my waist. "Be a good girl and hold still" Before I could respond he has turned me around and had one hand around my waist and one inching up my thigh.