He Always Gets What He Wants. He Wanted Her Pregnant.

[COMPLETED] "You're so beautiful." He whispers, his thumb brushing against my bottom lip. "It's a shame you won't be so much when I'm finished with you. I'm gonna play you like a piano, my precious girl." "We shouldn't be doing this Cyrus." I whisper staring up at him. His face hardens and he slips his thumb in between my lips. "Open your legs for me, pretty baby." In which a dominant, thirty year old man, who has never been in a serious relationship, becomes infatuated with a twenty-three year old black girl.

Highest Rank: #91 ~~ "Mate, come to me," and as he utters those words, a force invades my mind and I scream as searing pain fills my whole body as I began to cough up a liquid that burns my throat as it rises. ---------------------------------------------------------- Celeste had always been the outsider, the girl who felt drawn to the woods even when it sent others running. For as long as she could remember, she was beaten, stabbed with needles containing fluids that she couldn't even begin to understand and she was comfortable in her ignorance and her cycle of pain, until one mistake of a human girl changed everything. Celeste really is different, more so than she realizes. The Lycans, beings that individually are far more formidable than any werewolf army, came to town because of what she did and meeting Sebastian sets her off on her journey to finding the truth and the lycan within all while preparing for a war she didn't even realize she'd started... CHAPTERS ARE UNEDITED!!

Seventeen year old Zia is sick of being treated like a child but with two overprotective twin brothers and having a God as a father , she constantly felt as if she had no privacy or freedom . Not to mention her life had been mapped out for her since she was born after the prophecy was made ; Powerful is she , youngest of three, Mated to a halfling king, true love will bring . Zia was to be mated to the future King and Alpha of the Werewolf realm , Hadrian, or so she was thought. When Enzo comes back after eleven years of training in the Demon realm , Zia can't help but be attracted to the mysterious and dominate half God. She knows it's silly, especially as she was already promised to someone else . Oh and did I mention Enzo was the son of Chaos , The God of Punishment and Revenge ? Join Zia in an adventure of a lifetime as she tries to navigate her way through her extremely complex and complicated life full of ups and downs . Welcome to The halflings mate . WARNING : THIS STORY WILL BE DARK, MATURE AND HAVE EXPLICIT SCENES SO BEWARE . ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This IS a spin off to my stories The Punishers mate and My King but you DON'T need to read them before this one as this book is also a stand-alone.

"Who are you?" No response. I could feel the heat from his body luring behind me causing me to be even more on edge. "What do you want from me?" I tried to confidently say but instead the statement came out breathy and shaky giving away how nervous I actually was. He only smirked. I could feel it. I so desperately wanted to wipe that cocky gesture off his face but it seemed like my body couldn't rotate. I was stuck looking straight forward. Then I saw the silhouette of his body in front of me. I looked up but the only things visible were his eyes. Those gorgeous orbs that always seemed to entrance me while reading my soul. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- They say that the heart wants what it wants. But what happens when the Soul begins to yearn for its true match? Disclaimer: I do not own any rights to the image used to make the cover photo. No need for copyright infringement. BWHM (Black Woman Hispanic Man) #1 in Natural Ranked #10 in "Natural" 2020 Ranked #14 in "Brown Skin" 2018 Ranked #235 in "Curvy" 2018 Ranked #184 in "Possessive" 2018

He slowly backs up until his back is against the wall like my own, "You're..my neighbor?" He points to my door and I nod my head quickly. He hums softly, "You been here a while?" He asks and I nod my head once again. He chuckles, "Ya head hurt?" I nod again but stop as he laughs softly, "I-I mean.. no.. it doesn't." My cheeks burn red as I look at my shoes, "I-It doesn't hurt.." I repeat like a dummy and listen to him clear his throat, "So do you actually live there or was it bull?" He nods to my door and I play with my fingers, "Yeah.. I do.." I feel his eyes watch me and I quickly stop. "You live with your boyfriend or do you like sweatshirts that reach your knees?" He teased, making a giggle slip past my lips. I look away to the floor again, "I-I like big shirts... a lot." I mumble softly and he nods his head, "Hol' up." He puts his box down before walking over to one of the grey bins. I nosily watch as he pulls out a big grey sweatshirt, "Here." He holds it out for me to take and I stare at him with wide eyes, "F-For me?" I hesitantly grab the soft fabric as he chuckles, "Nah for ya mom." I puff my cheeks a little and give him a small glare, "Hush." He leans back against the wall and shakes his head, "It's cold out. You should put it on." ____________________________ She was a shy girl from the city with no spine and a list of problems so long that it could touch the floor and roll off her shoes. Though troublesome, she never truly minded because despite her fears, she was a smart little thing and worked around it. But like many of us, it kept her trapped in a tight little box. The fear of pain, insecurities, and endless thoughts held her back from the life she dreamt of. Until she met him. He was everything she could pray for and more. Tall, dark, handsome, intelligent, and caring. Perhaps she could peek out her little box.. just this once? __________ PLEASE STOP COPY PASTING MY BOOK!!!! THEIF!!! #1 in Daddy (1/1/2021) #1 in Black Romance (5/15/21)

Orianna. Young, full of life, enthusiastic and loving, are the best words that can be used to describe her. While others her age are embracing and persuing their dreams, Orianna is looking after her younger two siblings. After her parents fatal accident, she's become their legal guardian, but she doesn't mind because of the love she has for her siblings. So what happens when someone either her siblings starts to attract her attention? . . Please be aware that this book was written a while back and is not edited.

It's 2093 and surprisingly the human race hasn't gone extinct and global warming hasn't kicked our ass yet. But there's a new rule in America. Human domination. When you are born you are assigned as a dom or sub, by the financial class you are in. Once you turn 16 you are put up for sale. Only thing I ever thought about was who would be my dom? A/N: Nothing like my last two stories!! Branching out. I loveeee comments and ideas so feel free to lmk! Probs more mature !

The moment Elijah sees her curvy figure and afro hair, he knows he wants her. Everyone has a price, he just needs to find out what hers is. Dime is completely broke and been out of a job for a long time. She's nearly homeless when Elijah propositions her. Being one of the richest men in the world, getting what he wants is easy. Dime knows what he wants. He wants sex, and all kinds of dirty things. How can she deny him? She's broke. Being whatever Elijah wants is the only option. Elijah wants everything. Her company, her body, her heart, her soul, but first, he'll settle for her stripping for him. He loves watching a woman undress and all he wants is to see Dime's lush body revealed to him. But what happens when Elijah makes it clear he wants more than just a stripper and a fuck? He wants forever-Dime as his wife, and to put his baby inside her. From stripping to sex, can it end in love? #1 Loveatfirstsight #2 New Author #2 bbwlove #3 Interracialcouple #6 BLACK & white