Prosper Klarity Athens was supposed to say I do to the man she loved-until the doors of her wedding burst open and a stranger with a devil's smile claimed her as his wife. Kapone Symeer St. James doesn't ask. He takes. And what he takes has already been promised to him in blood. Bound by a vow made before Prosper ever took her first breath, she's forced into a marriage she never agreed to with a man who rules California's streets by fear alone. Kapone is power, control, and calculated violence-everything Prosper swore she'd never bow to. But when lies, betrayal, and obsession start bleeding from inside her own family, Prosper is forced to confront the truth: The real danger isn't the man who claimed her... It's the ones who want to destroy what she's becoming. In a world where love is lethal, loyalty is bought in blood, and obsession is the purest form of devotion-Prosper must decide if she'll keep running from the darkness... Or sit beside it on the throne.

18 year old Seven is the pride of 12th Street. With a 4.0 GPA, a clean record, and a future that stretches far beyond the projects, she's the "good girl" everyone points to. She lives her life by the book, tucked safely behind the protection of her brother, Serge, and the iron gate of her porch. She's a goldfish in a shark tank, and she knows it. But the walls Serge built are starting to feel thin. Ghost is the first crack in her foundation. He's Serge's right hand, a man who has known Seven since she was in pigtails. He's respectful, steady, and moves through their house with a silent, predatory grace. He knows the "don't touch" policy better than anyone, but the way he watches her from the kitchen door tells a different story. He's the familiar danger, the one who's always there, whispering that he sees the woman she's becoming. Then there is Lucky. If Ghost is the fire, Lucky is the cold, dark eclipse. As the man who runs the neighborhood, he doesn't come inside, and he doesn't play by anyone's rules, not even Serge's. He doesn't talk much. He doesn't have to, his presence is a loud enough statement. Seven is caught in the crosshairs of two different kinds of power. One man is her brother's best friend who respects the house, the other is the street legend who intends to own it. On 12th Street, loyalty is everything... but some temptations are worth the war.

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.

BOOK FIVE His spit mixed with my wetness, dripping down my thighs. "Dario-fuck-slow down," I whined, but he didn't. He shoved his tongue inside me, deep, then pulled back just to suck on my clit again. Over and over. Sloppy as hell.

BOOK 4 "Fuck, Carmen," I growl, gripping her locs tight, forcing her down until her nose presses into my abdomen. "Choke on that d-k, filthy a** slut. You love being my little cock-hungry bitch, don't you?"

BOOK 1 "This is what you wanted hmm?" he asked breathlessly whispering in my ear. "For me to fuck this tight little pussy." THIS STORY IS NOT EDITIED‼️

"I love you so much." Her words are chopped in between kisses and I soak in all the attention she's giving me. "Love." I say breathlessly. "Isn't a strong enough word to describe what I feel about you." ~~~ Sage Polyester, a 27-year-old independent and hardworking woman who's made a name for herself in the clothing industry. Her clothing brand is famous, and she's known for her dominance in the field. Xan Kingman, a 31-year-old cocky billionaire who's notorious for his playboy lifestyle and ruthless behavior. He's widely recognized as the most successful CEO in the country, as well as his dominance in the field. Sage and Xan have always been at each other's throats. He's the cocky, self-assured businessman everyone loves to hate, and she's the fierce, no-nonsense competitor who never backs down. They've tolerated each other for years going to great lengths in order to avoid each other, but when a game-changing opportunity demands their collaboration, they reluctantly agree to join forces. As they navigate the ups and downs of working together, sparks fly in more ways than one. Is the hatred they have for each other genuine, or is it all an act? Get ready for a rollercoaster of emotions, filled with sizzling chemistry, unexpected twists, and a love story that'll leave you breathless. The Act will have you flipping through the pages, unable to put it down. Are you ready to be swept away? Started: June 2021 Completed: N/A #1 in possessive #1 in rich #1 in possiblesmut #1 in billionaire #1 in Xan #2 in bwwm #2 in enemies #3 in 2022 #3 in model #3 in business #4 in blackwoman #4 in 2024 #5 in stubborn #6 in 2023 #6 in Sage #7 in enemiestolovers

"Soren, P-Please," I begged, my hand clasping around his wrist, desperate for him to thrust his finger inside me. "I love it when you beg, Amore. But we're running late." He stopped, and I definitely wanted to strangle him for making me frustrated. "I hate you," I groaned. He spun me around and placed one hand on the back of my neck, pulling me in for a kiss. "No, you don't," he mumbled against my lips. He pulled away from the kiss, with a small peck on my forehead, and a light smack on my ass. "Did you strap on your holster?" He asked. ♡♡♡♡ Aurora Daniels, a young exhibition coordinator finding her footing in a new country, runs into a man who had given her the best sex of her life in a one-night stand. Soren Bianchi, the ruthless leader of the Italian mafia, hasn't stopped thinking about her from the first night they spent together.

[COMPLETE] [IN NEED OF EDITING] "He won't satisfy you like I will darling you know why? Because he's not me and you're not his slut. You're mine" "Answer him Adora or so help me you won't cum" Reid landed a spank to Adora's already sore ass. "R-Reid I can't fuck I can't" he locked his fingers into her curly hair pulling her up continuously slamming himself into her. "Be a good girl for me Adora and pick up the phone" he said lowly in her ear, filling her up. Adora reached over for the phone still feeling her orgasm building up. His hand reaches around her to rub her clit. "Adora baby where are you?" ➪ Adora Rose married to Theodore Hunt one would call him a momma's boy, their marriage is simple, problems she cannot handle. Their sex life is absolutely nothing Adora wants, she learns more about her sexual desires when Theo suggest a sex therapist. But he hires the best sex therapist in the country Reid Romano who introduces Adora to the world of BDSM. Adora fell for his charm even trying to avoid the idea of cheating on her husband but could ignore the temptation that came along with it. cover by RoseEmiliaSnape ✍︎︎ highest rankings #1 in therapist !! #1 in bwwm #1 in good girl #1 in affair #1 in secretrelationship #1 in bdsmrelationship #1 in sexual frustration #1 in submissive #1 in possessive #1 in darling #1 in mature #2 in jealousy #3 in ongoing #4 in love

"The Mob King and His Enemy's Daughter" Natalia Gambino was raised to obey. Her father's world had one rule-bend or break. She learned to bend--perfectly and quietly. Until bending became the only thing she knew how to do. When Vito promises her to his underboss, Natalia accepts it the way she accepts everything--in silence. She doesn't know someone is coming... Alessandro Rubino has spent eighteen years building toward one moment. He doesn't want the throne. He wants to ruin the man sitting on it. Taking the man's daughter was never the plan. Keeping her was never supposed to happen either. She thinks she's escaping one cage... just to be locked into another? ---- "Look at you..." he murmured, his breath warm against my neck. My body betrayed me, trembling as his hand traced lower, slow and deliberate. "...never forget who you belong to, Natalia." I swallowed, my voice barely a whisper. "I won't." His grip tightened, his voice dropping into something darker. "Then prove it. Bend over for me." ---- - book 2 of "The Prodigy" series (can be read as a standalone)