Y'all know I'm sticking with the plus size everything... This story is about a girl named Hazel. Pretty chocolate chubby girl that is constantly teased by her peers and stepfather. Though he does not rape her he beats her almost everyday. She is lost with No one to talk to until she meets Shawn a rising football star and notorious drug dealer but No one really knows about that. He is sweet but sorta a prude. All his life he heard he wasn't going to be shit so he sat out to prove people wrong. He lives by the motto let nobody get in the way of money. But will that change when he meets a girl he never knew exist that was never really his type??

[This is a spin-off of The DILF but can be read as a stand-alone] [The story you are about to read is intended for readers age 18+ due to its sexual content and language. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion.] There was nothing Ophelia wanted better than to gouge Nikolai's long-lashed, consuming blue eyes out with a butter knife and mail them to the rest of the Alvonich family. Too bad they were in a very public, very esteemed place - Mikhail's wedding. "You don't think I'll press the button?" Nikolai's breath was warm and teasing in her ear. Ophelia had no idea what possessed her to take up his challenge of a vibrating thong, except that it was too late to back out now. She turned to glance at the infuriating man beside her. "Honestly, I don't care. It won't affect me." "Sweet Ophelia," he whispered, surprising her by flicking his tongue into her ear. Jumping, she glared at him, ignoring the important guests at her table, her father included. Before she could curse at Nikolai, he pressed the button, the swearwords turning to soft moans under her breath. Gripping the edge of the table, Ophelia felt the attack on her cl!t like a burn to her skin. Her father shot her a concerned look from across the table and Nikolai's voice was again in her ear. "Before the end of the night, Ophelia, we will f**k," he promised, releasing his finger from the remote control. "Only this time, it will be my name you scream."

The passionate story of Tessa and Hardin continues as family secrets, deep betrayals, and career opportunities threaten to tear them apart.

This is the sequel (continuation) of After. Hardin and Tessa's relationship will be tested in ways she never expected, but he knew of all along.

Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.

This is one of many stories I have been trying to write but didn't know where to start. I adore the black woman, white man relationship as I have been in a couple and dated many white guys. I love writing stories, but am no where near a professional so any mistakes, please let me know and please comment and tell me what you like or didn't like..... So this story is basically a story about a black woman and white man. who were able to find love and be happy. am not too good with descriptions, so bare with me.

Remember, Those that try to destroy your happiness Do so out of jealousy They are angry/ unhappy with their own miserable lives •Don't let anyone bring you down• A BWWM Love Story Warning: Slow Love Buildup

Nani has liked Niall since they were children. When she confessed his love he didn't just turn her down he told her she was, "Pretty for a black girl." It hurt her as a child but her love for him never altered. As new love interest come along can he realize his true feelings for her? Or will his current and racially aggressive girlfriend blind him from his feelings? A/N This book makes no fucking sense and 5 years later I'm finally actually getting a chance to re-write it. I was 13 and just excited to publish a book. Also :// NEW BOOK RELEASED on my page go check it out!