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Emerald Johnson is twenty-one year old living in the big apple. After graduating from college, she thought she would automatically hop into her career, but life had other things in mind. She landed a job at Smith & Co. One of the highest ranking marketing businesses in New York. Everything seems to go smooth. That's up until, Emerald finds herself wanting her boss. Read as the drama of Emerald and Christian unfolds.

"Being a single mom means that you're on duty 24/7, sweetheart. It means that everything you do, you do it for your children. It means that you're the mom and the dad. It means that you dedicate 99% of your time to your children", My mother told me. "The other 1% is for you. To let your hair down for a minute and have time for yourself. To have a little fun. Being a single mom doesn't mean that you shouldn't have a life, Zanele". ______________________________________ Funny, because for 3 years, I've never allowed myself to enjoy that 1% ever since my daughter, Arizona, was born. And the one night I decided to do so and had a steamy, one-night-stand with the sexiest, mysterious man I've ever met, I fell pregnant, AGAIN. Yes, I had a one-night-stand and fell pregnant. And the cherry on top? He had only given me one name before disappearing. The name? Ronaldo.

[COMPLETED] After one drunken Friday night, Vesper wakes up and finds herself on a bed, in a room, in an apartment that she neither owns nor recognizes. She discovers that the man who owns the place is the same man who she threw a dollar at, insulted, and slapped because she thought he was a pervert hobo who hovers around bars to make a pass at drunken girls. It turns out that "Pervert-Hobo Guy" owns three apartments, a Porsche, seven hit songs, three Grammy awards, and a broken heart paired with a damaged soul. And don't forget to add these things--a raging libido, a skilled mouth, dexterous fingers, and a certain something that may or may not have caused Vesper's eyes to go wide. ~*~*~*~*~ "Your m-mother... is... outside," Vesper mumbled breathlessly. His familiar scent wafted through her nostrils--something woodsy, something citrusy--something that screamed sex on legs. His intoxicating scent befuddled her mind and she cursed herself for being so weak. Her eyes widened at the feel of his something that's definitely not his belt buckle pressing against the small of her stomach. He wickedly grinned. "That's the point. She's outside so she can't see us." He nipped at Vesper's jaw and suckled on that sensitive spot on her neck. He moved towards her lips again and tasted her mouth from corner to corner. "Sweet. So, so, sweet," he said in between kisses. Vesper was horrified at the fact that her body was betraying her. She's a person with a very strong personality, but one touch of Andray's soft lips and she's pliant. Feeling herself losing control, she responded to his kisses with equal fervor, mouth still closed. She gasped in surprise when she felt his hands move to the middle of her legs and cupped her there. His tongue took the opportunity and delved into her mouth, his tongue dancing with hers. ~*~*~*~*~ This story is intended for mature audiences only. It contains strong language and explicit scenes. Read at your own discretion. You have been warned.

Only a year and a few months after Caelum and Lily's story ended Mark and Jessica's story begins. Jessica is scared of love, scared of hurt, and the feelings she has for Mark terrifies her. Mark is ready for Jessica and wants her and will stop at nothing to get her. Including joining the police force.

Lily never wanted to go to her best friend's family reunion. She never wanted to stay with the hot-tempered, Caelum McGriffin. And she never wanted to fall in love with him. [this story is still under major editing so beware when reading.]

Bet. A simple harmless word. You bet on a car or a horse but have you ever bet on your life? ⚪⚫⚪⚫⚪⚫ JoAnne is a 23 year old gambler- not an addict. Because her father owed money to a dangerous group of men, she goes to get money the best way that she knows how. After a stupid mistake, JoAnne finds herself as physical property to a man. Christian Kane.

Adannaya (odd-uh-nay-ah) King lives a normal life. Studying fashion in Rhode Island and taking care of her 3 year old daughter. The typical 20 year old life. But a meeting at an internship will change a normal life to unique and mysterious. From parties and late nights at the bar. Adannaya's life is about to change completely. Exes, baby mammas, drunken friends, and sexy intern drama will indulge in her life. In the mist of enjoying her usual nights, tragedy strikes sending Adannaya over the edge. Secrets begin to unfold, and the past begins to haunt her. Will she survive or perish in her sorrows?

She is kind. He is cruel. She saves. He kills. She gives. He takes. She is young and innocent. He is older and callous. She is a witch, blinded towards the world of the supernatural. He is an Alpha wolf, feared for he is the worst of his kind.

☆☆☆ He was rich, handsome and ruthless and he thought he wouldn't fall until he met her. She was beautiful, kind and smart but she never thought a man like him would be interested in her. With him, however, comes a terrible past and a ruthless world she may not be able to survive.