I dragged my nails lightly over his chest, slow, my eyes locked on his. "You told me I was in control, remember?" My voice dipped lower, sultry, daring. I leaned close enough that my lips brushed his ear. "Then say it, baby. Say you're my bitch." A dark laugh rumbled from his lips, low and sinful, the kind that made my stomach flip. His eyes didn't waver, didn't blink. "I'm your bitch," he said...calm, but hot as fuck. The words rolled off his tongue like he'd been waiting to say them, and God, the way he said it almost made me melt right there.

"You really think I'm out here giving this dick to anybody else, beautiful?" She swallowed, watching my hands go to my zipper. I smirked, leaning down, dragging my fingers up her thigh, over her soaked panties. "Look at yourself in the mirror, Jade."

"I told you about looking down when you being talked to mama." Kaiser spoke more softly than before. In the small time he been around Serenity, he noticed how shy she was. She was so avoidant but alluring. He was interested in her. Seeing how well she was with the kids was just a plus. "Why?" She sighed in frustration before signing. She knew if she started talking she would make a fool of herself. "Why what?" He signed back. "Why do you care? You don't know me." "Not everyone has it out for you. I just wanna know you," Kaiser frowned. He didn't understand why she was so isolated but he wanted to know. She was worth knowing.

"I know I ain't perfect, but you know I'm still gon' try"

Solei came to college to get her degree, not lose herself in a man she couldn't have. Books, grades, and minding her business - that was the plan. Until she started slipping in her hardest class and ended up needing extra help from one person she should've stayed far away from. Basim Hart is everything she should avoid - intelligent, composed, and carrying an energy that makes people pay attention without him saying a word. One tutoring session turns into something neither of them can ignore, and suddenly Solei is caught between what's right and what feels too real to walk away from. But there's more to Professor Hart than the campus knows... and Solei starts to feel it long before she understands it. His past. His power. His secrets. All of it shadows the connection growing between them. As lines blur and temptation rises, Solei realizes she might be stepping into something deeper than a forbidden love and lesson - something that could change everything she thought she knew about him... and herself. A quiet girl. A complicated man. A love neither one of them saw coming. Secrets, tension, and danger - but you won't know how deep it goes until you turn the page. 🥇In literature 1/1/26 🥈 In Double Life 12/30/25 🥉Urban Novel 12/30/25

"Shit happens." Was all astrid could say. Her life was just a normal ass highschool experience with a smidge of suicidal thoughts and abuse, I mean,isn't everyone's experience kind of like that? Her life changed completely when she discovers that the mafia is lurking all around her. She thought all of that mafia shit was fake she is brought into a world of guns, blood, pain, heartbreak, with a tad bit of fucked up history. She meets someone who changes her life for the better, and it's not who you think it is. 🚨SMUT WARNING🚨 🚨GORE WARNING🚨 Second hand embarrassment is common. interracial, bwwm. UNEDITED #8 in wmbw!!!!!!!!!

Janeisha "Neisha" Bambi has always survived by keeping a low profile. She don't get caught up in the kind of business that comes with bodies, secrets, and street names that echo. But all it takes is one night-one favor for her best friend-to slide her straight into the orbit of Seven "Saint" Carter. Saint is discipline wrapped in menace. A man the streets don't just respect,they fear. The type Neisha promised herself she'd never look at twice. He doesn't chase, beg, or explain. Yet somehow, he does all of this for her. And when that calm, unreadable gaze settles on Neisha, her careful world starts to crack. Now Saint's patience is running out, Neisha's defenses are falling apart and the pull between them is starting to feel less like a choice and more like fate. He's trying to shield her from the life he lives. She's trying to decide if loving him is salvation or self-destruction.

A reserved soul and an outgoing, adventurous soul strike up a friendship that reveals surprising similarities beneath their contrasting personalities. Together, they uncover the healing power of connection, proving that even the most unlikely friendships can offer the space to breathe. -written by 4thesakeofluv ©️

SEQUEL TO THE ART OF MANIPULATION Jonika thought the bullet ended everything-his empire, his hold on her heart, and the man she loved but was forced to betray. She tried to rebuild, to bury the grief under the illusion of a normal life. But grief doesn't stay buried. It claws. It festers. And some ghosts don't stay dead. When fate drags Jonika back into the shadows she thought she'd escaped, she finds herself hunted by the very man she once destroyed. His face is the same, his eyes colder, his love and fury tangled into something she can't escape. Now she doesn't know if he has returned to reclaim her heart... or claim her life.

She's a man-eater with a badge and a body count of broken hearts. As a DEA agent, Jonika's mastered the art of seduction, manipulation, and emotional detachment - using her beauty like a weapon and keeping her feelings locked behind armor no one gets past. But when her mission leads her straight into the arms of a dangerously magnetic man, the game changes. He's charming, calculated, and unknowingly the exact criminal she's been sent to take down. By the time she pieces together who he truly is, he's already slipped past her defenses - touching something real beneath the surface she swore no one would ever reach. Now, with a federal sting operation closing in, Jonika stands on a razor's edge: turn him in and complete the mission... or betray everything she's sworn to protect for the only man who ever made her feel something.