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A Taste of White Chocolate by GiamoniCooper
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(English - Unedited - In Revision) Lisa Stanely is a 22 year old full-figured college student who has been told that she wouldn't be good enough until she lost weight her entire life but that never stopped her from doing her own thang! Her mind set has always has been, "Fuck everyone! My body is sexy and there is someone who will want all of me!" Little does she know, the chant shes always said was about to come true in the form of David Albanese. Ever since setting his eyes on Lisa, he's been head over heels in love. She just doesn't know it yet.
Heat. by rikeraa
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They say that the heat of the barrel comes from the kinetic friction between the bullet and the inside of the bore. And if handled improperly, you get one thing. A smoking gun ready to burst any second. In many ways, Aaron Joshua Russo is a smoking gun himself. Ready to go off any second, with destruction in his path and future. Coming from a wealthy family and living a perfect prestigious life in Florence, Italy- Aaron is l o n g gone when he opens himself to AJ- a side of himself he never even knew existed until he touches down all the way across the world in Brooklyn, New York. There, Aaron soon becomes a part of a world he's never even dreamed about, packing enough heat within himself to start a war. ©Copyright KeKe Biddle 2013-2014 All Rights Reserved.
The Therapist. by rikeraa
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"You're a what?" Devin's full lips frowned as she eyed the man that only stood 3 feet away from her. "A sex therapist. Now please fix your expression, Miss Rodriguez." His creamy baritone responded agitatedly as she shook her head from side to side. "I need therapy, sir. Not any fucking dick." She growled, attempting to make a full exit out of the office, but not before she felt his large strong hands cup her small tiny wrists. He spun her around gracefully, his head dropping down to the space between their heads as his husky Burberry cologne overtook her nostrils. "Je ne suis pas d'accord belle dame," He muttered that beautiful second language against her skin, the language of love, as he smirked. She almost practically collapsed in his arms at the sound of it and he knew that he had her. "Maybe some fucking dick is exactly what you need." ©Copyright KeKe Biddle 2014 All Rights Reserved.