"I have worked my ass of to get where I am , I don't have to prove myself to a entitled little boy like you." I said to him as I pack my things away . He scoffs and his smirk wipes away. Before he opens his mouth I continued," and another thing I'm not your baby, I'm not your kitten , and I'm definitely not your doll so I suggest you take you and your nicknames elsewhere." I turn and leave before anything else is said "I don't need validation from a guy " I think to myself what an entitled prick . . . . . . Sweet, kind, loving, determined and smart , Aja prided herself on being these things and being seen as a prized student and a perfect role model to all those around her . Nothing will stand in her way and recently being giving a scholarship to her dream school just gave her everything she needed for success. But when she meets a tall dark and handsome will she focus a little more on other things then school or will she ignore her heart and listen to her head like she always has . . . . This is a no way shape or form a good book just saying. . #2 in bookworm Kinks are involved , like a couple so read it don't read it but please no hate cause I don't care for it 🥰 ( I really don't know when updates will happen )

"Did you like slamming my body on the wall love?" Delilah said sitting up straighter. Axel looked at Delilah with wide eyes before looking at his book again. "Love, I asked you a question." Delilah said taking his book from him. "Did you like man handling?" Delilah looked in his eyes feeling herself become wet again. "I-I'm sorry. I should have never done-done that." Axel said avoiding eye contact with her. Delilah stayed quiet looking at him with wide eyes. She wanted Axel to take her on the table right now. She wanted him to slap her in the face and ass with his belt as she begged for more. "I-I have to go." Axel said packing his things up quickly before walking out the library door. Delilah picked her pencil up placing it in her mouth making it wet, she then opened her legs and placed the pencil to her clit. She then stuck the pencil inside of her, feeling her eyes roll to the back of her head.

Dylan Gold was only six years old when her mother died. Soon after, her father remarried a woman that despised her. At school, her step-siblings pretend not to know her. Her life is completely turned around when gorgeous, Welsh transfer student and alleged "bad boy" Callum Gage starts at Glendale High. Taken by her captivating beauty and timid nature, Callum is determined to know her. Together, Dylan and Callum face obstacles from all sides of their lives. Will their relationship be strong enough to weather the storms that come their way? Highest Rankings: #1 in Teens (6/21/20) #1 in Blackwoman (4/22/20) #1 in Newboy (4/11/20) #1 in Chicklit (12/20/20) #1 in Celebrateblackwriters (6/7/24) #2 in Interracial (12/8/21) & (7/14/23) #7 in Teenfiction (6/15/21) #7 in Relationship (4/9/20) #2 in Bwwm (10/16/22) Started ~ January 2020 Completed ~ October 2021

"You no tell this girl that I said, I want no relations with a darkie?" She spat to me, making my eyes go wide. What? I thought to myself and Gio tried pulling me away but I snatched away from him, knowing I heard right this time. "Wait, what?" I spoke out loud and Gi grabbed me roughly, trying to pull me away again. "Why you saying these things? She's beautiful." I heard his abuelita sticking up for me as she stood to her feet and all the guys began to as well, telling their mom that she was wrong for what she was doing. "That puta heard me." She spat, pointing her finger at me. "You're too dark." She held up a brown paper bag that she was drinking her beer out of. "You no match this bag or lighter, you're too dark." "You look too much like his father. I no want you around me." She shooed me off, instantly breaking my heart into a billion pieces as I looked up at Giovanni who was looking down at me with hurt in his eyes. "Baby, please." He begged and I shook my head at him in disgust before putting my attention back onto her. "Get that darkness out of here, Giovanni. She's a demon." "Only demons have her color." She kept on going and I felt sick to my stomach in this moment as I stood there in complete shock.

Nori Michaels has heard horror stories about the south from every family member possible. They were even more appalled when they were informed that Nori managed to get a very well paying job in Texas for a very influential white family. They saw it as a death sentence. Nori saw it as an opportunity. She was too ambitious for her own good. Nori thought she could handle anything thrown at her until the house owners brute of a son comes to stay for while. Oh Nori was not prepared for him...

Esther, Essie for short, is a slave on the Williams Plantation. Snatched away from her parents as a toddler and sold to Master Williams she grew up as a slave like her adopted mother. Essie is tired of the only life she knows, tired of the hard work, tired of the plantation, tired of keeping her head down. What will happen when she has a chance encounter with the one person she never thought she would see again: Gabriel Williams. Gabriel Williams is the heir to the Williams Plantation. After being sent away to live with his Aunt and Uncle after his mother's untimely death he returns home with a new mind set and a mission. However, things have changed a lot since he left and he has a run in with one of the kitchen girls who he remembers from his early days.

New to the small southern town, brown-skinned Evalyn Brown answers an ad for domestic help. Enter her new employer, the disagreeable and decidedly white William Davis, who works for the town's police department. As time progresses, their relationship to each other, their small town, and the people who inhabit it changes. In the mid-1900s in a place so easily described as backwards, change can very rapidly become a dangerous friend. x He said nothing but continued to approach, and I started backing up, my hands in front of me to create space. He advanced until I had nowhere to go, and the stories of southern Negro women being lynched, beaten, raped, and on swirled in my mind. There were some battles to fight, and this was not one of them. I just wanted to appease whatever angry beast I had stirred within him and go back to my role as his quiet housekeeper. "William, I - ." Idiot! His whispered name slipped from my mouth before I could stop it. Today was the worst possible day to mistakenly call him by his first name. I closed my eyes as tears escaped out their corners. I didn't want to watch whatever was going to happen next. "Look. At. Me." His words were a constrictor that wound around my neck and tightened. His heady, hot breath fanned over my face. I opened my eyes and peered through my tear-blurred vision. His orbs were almost black as onyx, but tumultuous and frightening. He studied me and my pulse thudded deafeningly in my ears. "I want you to stop." His voice was low and threatening.

Ivory Jones has faced the challenges of segregation all her life. Growing up in Birmingham, one of the most segregated cities in America, she keeps her head down and avoids socializing with all people that are trouble. It's 1963, and as racism gets worse in America, the risk of danger is rising rapidly for Ivory. Everything and everyone around her is crashing and burning, while she is forced to sit still and watch. Just when Ivory decides it's not worth living her painful life anymore.. Will a certain turquoise-blue eyed boy be able to save her?

when ponyboy curtis is pushed into being the colored girls tutor the barriers of race break

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.