After a brutal act of police brutality, the most important figure in Kendra Lyon's life is ripped away from her. Consumed by grief Kendra has channeled all of her anger towards her peers not trusting those who don't look like her. She's built up a strong wall of emotions against them in order to protect herself that no one can seem to tear down. That is until she meets the one boy who could possibly see her beyond her rage. He's willing to endure her smart remarks and sassy attitude just to catch a glimpse of the real Kendra Lyon. Kendra vows to never fall for him because after all he's just another white boy and to her, that's an insult to her father's memory.

She was the undesired outcast, who stood out, yet simultaneously blended effortlessly into the background. I could see the panic in her glassy brown eyes as she prayed her way through the crowded hallways. She'd tightly clutch that cross around her neck, full lips whispering, asking her God to spare her from their scornful glares, hateful comments, and the occasional rough-up. Silly girl. Did she not know that he was not listening and he would never save her? Like Jesus, she was the sacrificial lamb. The anxiety-riddled girl would burst through the doors of the school's library with her chest heaving, heart racing, and sweat dripping from her temples. I'd watch her from the shadows as she stored her items behind the check-out counter, preparing for her free period she spent assisting the school librarian. I clenched my teeth, watching her wheel a cart of books throughout the aisles as she cheerfully hummed her Sunday hymnals. She wore a green and blue pinafore dress that fell mid-calf on her shapely body. She attempted to hide that body from me with oversized clothes, but you could never outfox a fox. They spoke pure blasphemy when they labeled her undesirable because I desired Jezebel Holmes in the worst way. Those opaque white stockings our classmates teased her for wearing did nothing but spur countless hours of fantasies. I'd dream about ripping her tights apart, right at her center, revealing her virginal cotton white panties covering her untouched paradise. I'd yank them to the side and taste her fear in her cum. Her stockings would find themselves strangling her neck while I fucked a believer out of her. I would be the one she'd pray to absolve her of her sins. I would be the one she would seek protection from. I would be her guiding light. I would be her God. #1 in Dark Romance #1 in Tainted Love #1 in Preacher's Daughter 1st Place in General Category - Hearts Award

[COMPLETED]Donovan (Blaze) Hill is a mystery. He rarely talks and when he does, it's only short answers. The man doesn't know what a smile is and no one knows where he's come from because he only existed five years ago. But we all know one thing about Blaze: he's exceptional at his job - which is protecting his clients. Especially his Everlee. Everlee Cabrera is the owner of a jewellery brand and has worked herself up to be an extremely successful businesswoman - no thanks to her mentor Leona Tahan. Unfortunately, with her success, comes a lot of danger, especially when her father is a famous scientist. So what does he do? He hires a bodyguard for his precious daughter. Blaze, to be exact. +++ "I'm here to protect you, nothing more, nothing less. So stop looking at me like I'm your favourite person in the world." "Maybe you are." "Shut up." #1 in Bodyguard 29th June 2022

Many people don't know me, but I don't know who me is either. I can't tell you if I'm the loud or rude stereotypical black girl because Mom would say I need to speak up. I'm using my library voice with strangers. I can't tell you I'm the introvert because I like good company. I was born into a world that judges me before they get to know me. And try to attack the concept of happiness. I need it most in this filthy world we live in. I need you. Because you listened and didn't say a word. Just you being there was enough to make me believe you understood the troubles in my sentences and words spoken in a foreign language. I want myself back but I can't remember who I was. || Ebonee desires life to the fullest content as a brown skin but is constantly faced with life's realities that can never turn into her sudden dreams. As she is constantly faced with comparisons of her beauty, cruel judgment, and love she didn't expect it to turn out so unplanned in her premeditated life. || || Then there's Beau, who lives such a different world outside of the way Ebonee sees it as he tries to determine who is his out to kill him. Living two different worlds in hope to find a middle ground, somewhere, between light and dark, in the novel of BROWN SKIN. ||

Ever since Kindergarten he had been classed as her 'bully'. She was a nobody in people's eyes and he was the token, golden boy. He made her life hell, but in return she saved him from ending himself. Their story was anything but sweet and perfect, but he would always remember her as his saviour.

After his departure from Michigan and Precious, Chris had found himself in New York, hoping to try and work more on himself and end his constant struggle and trauma. Despite how much he misses her, he couldn't find it in himself to go back just yet. Both him and Precious experience a lot of things with their time apart, but will they find their way back to each other again in the end?.

Desiree is a nice sweet person. She faces challenges with dealing with family problems but manages to not let it faze her. After meeting Darius, she can't seem to know what so interesting about him. There's no deny that Darius thinks the same as well. Desiree would never see herself falling for him, but that all changes.

Jade Silva wasn't looking forward to spending her entire summer at her grandmas house. She lived in one of the hottest states, Arizona. Not to mention her annoying little siblings would be down there with her. She had heard about the family next door. The one her grandmother was close friends with. What Jade didn't know was that her neighbors son might be the hottest guy in the scorching state. An annoyingly hot guy who just can't seem to leave her alone. Is it me or is it getting extremely hot in here? - "You want this Jade," he said firmly. He tipped my chin up with his forefinger so that our eyes met and I was staring up into his warm hazel eyes. He dipped his head down hesitantly, his lips soon hovering over mine. His other hand snaked around my waist and tugged me forward from my position on the table, our middles meeting, as he stood in between my legs. "Stop denying me," he softly said, the tone of his voice creating a crack in my heart as he gently caressed the side of my face. His warm breath tickled my lips, and I couldn't help thinking. I am in deep trouble. - Book 1 Available for purchase on Amazon! #1 - Summer Romance - 4/22/24

she softly tugged at the hem of my shirt to pull me even closer. We were so close our chests are almost touching, her fingers gently tracing across my jawline "I hope you're not forgetting that we re currently at Walmart" I murmured "I'm not - it's not like we are doing anything" she said below a whisper, I chuckled at this "Why do I have this slight feeling that you like to tease me" "Maybe cause I do" she replied, her hands moving from my jawline to my chest, laughing lightly I placed my hands on her waist. "Yeah I noticed" Mainly in a males POV Started: 13.5.21 #1 in wmbw 19.12.21 #1 in bwwn 15.12.23