When a self-made beauty boss tries to leave her toxic past behind, she crosses paths with New York's most feared kingpin who's already decided she'll be his, whether she's ready or not.

Protecting his family is one of the most important roles in Billionaire Bradley Mefford life. So when Tiffany Smith posted a tweet calling his family's company racist went viral; he did the best thing to protect his family. Kidnap her.

Completed ✅️ Nora desires two things, finishing her degree in creative writing and saving enough to finally be free from her mother's abuse. So she's not prepared for the unexpected meltdown of her one safe space on wheels or the silent brute mechanic who's chosen to repair the damages. What happens when Nora, who isn't seeking a relationship, falls into the orbit of Mr. Silent, James? The universe moves galaxies to bring the two into each other's worlds. James sets out to fix what is broken, but along the way, repairs so much more. ~~~ James let's go of me and spread my folds apart with his thumbs. I feel as he spits on my pussy and before it can slide all the way down he flattened his tongue rolling the center around my clit. Each circle around rubs his piercing in a way that feels like the best feeling imaginable. "Shit slow down." I beg because the way he's ravishing me feels too much. I try to move away from his mouth but James just holds me down, palm flat on my stomach. "Where do you think your going?" "Its too much." I plead to him. "You know what to say baby if you want me to stop." He pauses as if to create space for me to say my safe word. But I don't. "That's what I thought. Stay still and let me finish." Started: April 11, 2025 Ended: August 10, 2025 Cover was made by chrissy_too_nice22

|EDITED| I should've left. I knew I should've turned the hell around. Shut the door. Pretended I didn't see a damn thing. But I didn't. I stood there, frozen. Mesmerized. Cursed. She let the towel fall away. My breath caught when her breasts spilled free-round, medium-sized, her nipples already stiff. She palmed them, moaning low in her throat, her hips shifting against her fingers. Her waist was so damn small, and those thighs... Fuck. Those thick thighs spread wide, holding nothing back. Her clit swollen, her moans growing louder, filling every inch of space in the house. And all I could think was I want to be the one making her sound like that. I wanted to drop to my knees. Slide my mouth up her thighs. Bury my face in that sweet pussy until she screamed my name. God, she was so beautiful, so uninhibited. So fucking close. Amina and Mason have been friends forever. But not even forever prepares them for this. They've shared everything-secrets, laughs, and late-night talks-but never touched the spark simmering just beneath the surface. So when they decide to explore their sexual chemistry under a strict set of rules, it's supposed to be simple. No drama. No emotions. Just heat. But rules don't stand a chance when the lines blur between friendship and something far more dangerous. Because once they cross that line... there's no going back This book was inspired by the song. (That Way by Tate McRae ) !!WARNING!! THIS BOOK CONTAINS A LOT OF DETAILED SEXUAL CONTENT|

"Let me eat this pussy, ma." ♧👻♧

I froze. A man was slumped against the graffiti-covered brick wall, blood blooming across his side. His white shirt was soaked through, and there was a gun just inches from his open hand. My heart slammed against my ribs. Run, Skye. You should run. But I didn't. Instead, I dropped my bag and took a cautious step closer. His head lifted. Piercing, icy blue eyes met mine, sharp even through the haze of pain. His face was all sharp edges and shadowed scruff, blood trailing from the corner of his mouth. His accent was thick and rough, like broken glass. "Leave." I shook my head slowly. "You're bleeding. Bad." "Not your concern." His voice was lethal, but he flinched hard when he tried to move. "You're gonna die out here," I whispered, kneeling beside him. My hands trembled as I pressed a napkin from my apron against his side. "I'm studying to be a nurse. Let me help." He stared at me like I was something he couldn't comprehend. A stranger. A softness he didn't trust. Then his hand, heavy and warm, clamped around my wrist-not rough, but firm. "What's your name?" he rasped. "...Skye." A beat passed. Then another. "I am Mikhail." His eyes darkened. "And you shouldn't have found me."

hurt, drained, and finally free from my dead end relationship i flee the lies, and manipulation of my old life leaving it all in my rearview mirror. Seduced by the snow covered wonderland and its diversity, i fall inlove with a small town in laid-back new jersey. I settle in and set up a new life. New job. New house. New friends... Freedom to be myself. The idea was to start over. Fresh. Anew. But I didn't anticipate starting over with my students 35 year old father who just happens to be the mob boss of new jersey. Nikolai madden is ten years older then me and he's the manliest man I've ever met. He has his sights set on me and he's not letting up. It's wrong. sinfully wrong. A disaster waiting to happen. But sinful wrongs have never tasted so, so sweet. the Dom father and the teacher is a sexy, unconventional contemporary romance. short story. full of mature content. you've been warned.

"Your name suits you perfectly. You truly have the face of an angel."

When city-bred Siané takes a wrong exit on a solo trip to Alabama, her flat tire becomes a twist of fate. Khaizon, the big, slick-tongued mechanic-slash-landowner with a past dipped in trap and trauma, stops to help-and never lets her go. He ain't never seen a woman so damn neat. And she ain't never met a man so damn dirty...in all the ways that matter. What starts as a roadside rescue turns into late-night FaceTimes, surprise CashApp drops, and trips to the backwoods of Georgia where she finds out he can cook, fuck, and fight-and all three dangerously well. But when his past spins the block and hers gets exposed, will their love survive the ride...or crash out?