❝Yes, mi amor. That's because I'm the only man for you. No one else. Only me.❞ He rubbed her swollen lips with his tip, coating her lips in a layer of his come. Her pussy throbbed violently causing her mouth to fall open, effectively making way for her husband's velvety shaft to slip into her mouth. ❝I'm the love of your life. I've ruined you for anybody else.❞ Naomi moaned around his shaft. _̴_̴_̴_̴_̴_̴_̴_̴_̴_̴_̴_̴_̴_̴_̴ From the moment she first met Giaro Toivennen, Naomi recognized something in him that she needed. Something she couldn't resist. She also saw the dangerous and fractured soul inside- so much like her own. She was drawn to it. She needs him as surely as she needs her heart to beat. They didn't know just how dark and desperate the shadows of their pasts would become. Unwound by secrets, they try to defy the odds as its dark tendrils engulf and threaten to raze their marriage. _̴_̴_̴_̴_̴_̴_̴_̴_̴_̴_̴_̴_̴_̴_̴ A Stars series book and stand-alone that follows the relationship of Naomi and Giaro Toivennen. _̴_̴_̴_̴_̴_̴_̴_̴_̴_̴_̴_̴_̴_̴_ ⚠️ ⚠️ Disclaimer ⚠️ ⚠️ This story is for mature audiences as it contains: (1) Explicit sexual content [no warnings will be given]. (2) Mention of SA [a trigger warning will be given]. _̴_̴_̴_̴_̴_̴_̴_̴_̴_̴_̴_̴_̴_̴_ Started: 1 July 2021 Published: 1 October 2021 Finished: - Rankings: #5 in poc (13 mar 2022) #7 in architecture (2 june 2022) #10 in diverse (26 jan 2023) #20 in possessive (14 feb 2022) #23 in diverse (24 feb 2022) #24 in pregnant (12 feb 2022)

"Whether you like it or not, and I'm ready to collect what's mine and You? Are MINE." MATURE CONTENT. Astoria Evans. She was anything but normal. Orphaned at a young age and continuously bullied at school that she even had to run from her birth place with her grandmother. Then she realises that she could see the supernatural and no one would believe her? Ghosts;The Dead, Anything. She saw them plain as day. She knew was different from the rest but after a stranger comes and turns her world upside down, she doesn't know what to believe. She knew she was special, but only thing she didn't know yet was she was the one Fate destined for the Big Angry God Downstairs. Pluto Being the antisocial god he is, he never expected to be suddenly summoned from the very brother he hated and despised. Then it was announced, his mate was to be born in 1000 years time? Of course, no less than one of the newer generation gods would do. So imagine his surprise when the goddess of love says his fated is a weak, flesh mortal. He storms out on this news not believing his ears. What sick fucking joke was this? 1017 years have passed since then and though she may be mortal but she's still his. And he was ready to collect what's his. ♡♡♡♡ Pluto pulled his black mask up, and looked coldly in Astoria's eyes. "I'll be back," He spoke. "Don't do anything stupid or I'll spank you." "But-" Pluto looked back at her harshly, "But what?" "You're not the boss of me." Astoria rose from her chair and stood in front of him poking him in the chest. Pluto caught her hands and leaned closer to her ear, "Don't hit me unless you want me to fuck you so hard in that bed until you can't move ever again." Astoria stared at his slashed eye and saw he was dead serious, Pluto released her with chuckle. He dragged down his body suit to his collarbone where it shone a bright purple with an evil glint in his dark eyes, "You may not think you're mine but your cunt sure does."

Michael Levin could never be what his father wanted, he didn't want to be; his work life He wanted a woman. But no one could give him true satisfaction. He scared everyone away with his preferences; his love life. Until he met the pretty faced Jen Harris, and let her looks deceive him. For what she could do to him, was nowhere near pretty. She was brutal and showed no mercy when she inflicted pain, hurt him and brought him heaven. What happens when he actually starts to fall for her? Will those feelings be reciprocated? Or will she do what she does best; hurt him.

This is the story of what happened next after two strangers had a one-night stand they were too drunk to remember. --------- Mckayla Bolling-Allen hailed from a long line of movers and shakers, her family's roots tracing back to Macon Bolling-Allen, the OG black lawyer who smashed through ceilings in the United States. They were all about fighting the good fight, taking swings at the beast of racism piece by piece. So, no surprise, she grew up in this atmosphere that practically screamed "Black Power!" Even love had to be black. But then the plot twisted, and a wild night with too much liquid courage landed her in a life-altering situation. She ended up pregnant, courtesy of a white guy, and not just any white guy-the dude aiming to become a senator for North Carolina. And not in a cool way. The guy was full-on racist. Fear of being cut off from her cushy family fortune pushed her into a tight corner. So, she did the unthinkable: wove a thick tapestry of lies to keep up appearances. But you can't spin lies forever, can you?.

"All he wanted to do was love you," She sneered. "Why couldn't you let him love you?" - Knight in shining armor wants to save his damsel in distress. To busy climbing the tower he makes a complete mess. tw: story deals with suicide and depression. 18+

I've been chained up for weeks now.It was cold and dark. Blood continued to drip down my legs. I didn't shout nor yell, I just wanted to die. People used me for whatever they want then dump me like trash when they no longer need me.I heard the footsteps of someone coming. I knew it was him. His scent hit my nose easily my mate. I dreamed of him since I was little, a man that would care for me. He sat down in a chair opposite from me he lit his cigarette blowing it in the air. I didn't look at him, Yet I could tell he was looking directly at me. I couldn't take it anymore. I held a piece of glass from a beer bottle in my hand, ready to stab myself. But I was too late. He grabbed my hand forcing me to drop the glass. I screamed crying out in misery my plan failed. He unlocked my chains catching me before I could hit the ground. I took one more look into his dark eyes before passing out. "Till Death do us Part" ⚠️⚠️⚠️ WARNING THIS BOOK CONTAINS ABUSE AND SEXUAL CONTENT. ___________________________________________________________________________ DON'T COPY MY BOOK. @Copyright Wattpad

"Nothing can intervene a heart that knows what it wants." -quote from the book. Johannesburg, South Africa, 1976 during the darkest period in South African history. Where Race determines your lifestyle : black maids, caretakers and handymen are ill-paid to raise white children and tend to white houses, but from which their services are no longer needed after dark. eighteen-year-old Nolwazi Ndlovu, born in the township, Soweto, finds herself working in the city of gold (Johannesburg) to provide for her family. Just when she thought working for Mr and Mrs Muller had its own challenges, the sudden arrival of their son, Henri, makes for a rollercoaster of emotions and experiences. As Henri and Nolwazi fall deeply inlove, they soon begin to realize that following your heart has its own consequences. And when a Tragic uprising erupts in Nolwazi's hometown, their relationship is truly put to the test of time and loss.

he's lonely when he meets a stripper by the name of cleopatra at the pyramid.

Nicole enjoyed her single life in New York City. She'd known many men from all across the island, it was the 60s after all. Everything changed when she met the boy upstairs. A quiet boy from the suburbs. His name was Ricky Nelson. They were from different worlds. Nicole was city born, while Ricky was from the country. Nicole was in business, while Ricky was an artist. She was black, he was white. When they finally get together, things will never be the same again. Ricky learns what it means to surrender, and it he gives his all in doing so. Warning: There's themes of BDSM in this story. There's also mentions of racial tension, substance usage and more.

Anubis is a twenty three year old waitress, working at a normal cafe. She has a normal life and normal best friend. All that changed the second Victor d'Reúx stepped into her cafe. What started off as quick glances turned into longing stares. After a while, Anubis feels like she's being watched. Things in her home begin to shift. Was Victor not the shy recluse Anubis pictured him to be? After all, all monsters hide in plain sight. | • | Excerpt: She let out a shaky breath, letting the soothing feeling of warm water run down her body. She swallowed and tired her head to the side, letting the warm water run down her neck. Had what she saw been real? No, it couldn't be. Victor wasn't like that. Right? She continued to wash herself, blissfully unaware of the storm brewing in her apartment. Not long into the shower, she felt a large hand touch her upper back. Anubis froze, fear gripping her being. The large hand traveled south, ending at her lower back. "L-Luca this isn't funny. Quit it a-already." She choked out, to afraid to move. The hand retracted and at that very moment, she turned around. Nothing. Her breath quickened as she covered her breasts. Quickly stopping the water, she opened the curtains and grabbed her towel. A scream nearly escapees her lips as she saw what was on her mirror. 'MY NAME IS NOT LUCA.' ✨ - UPDATED EVERY TUESDAY AND THURSDAY !