It all began with a damn school project and from then on the fire was lit between Jake and Alyssa. Their love kindled and they became inseparable, but their is one thing working against them. The fact that Jake is white and Alyssa is black and in the small town of Deatsville, Alabama this relationship is not tolerable. Does love recognize color? Follow their journey and find out.

At twenty-five Karter Jarreau finds himself as the Alpha of the Cynwulf Wood Pack. He is one of the most feared Alpha wolves in the South and his pack is full of warriors with a fierce loyalty to their Alpha. Karter's life is flipped upside down in one night, filled with bullets and blood. In desperate need of help he stumbles onto the porch of a woman with eyes like honeysuckle and the face of an Angel. When twenty-three year old Dylan Trevino answers her door and sees the man in need she relies on her profession as a nurse to get him back to health not knowing the man she's nursing is her mate. Things only get more difficult for the pair when Karter realizes that Dylan has no idea who or what she truly is. Can they hold the balance between love, lies, and loyalty? Or will it all come crashing down?

With no pack or home Lisa was a rogue on the run. Just wanting to take a break and enjoy the scenery gets someone's attention. An alphas attention. More than one alpha. Between the two men who seem to want to stake a claim will she choose love or will she run?

A/N I am currently editing and rewiring this a little because their are some grammar mistakes and parts of the story that can be explained and written better. I wrote this a long time ago, when I just started writing and exploring different writing styles. I'm a little more experienced now and feel I can do this story justice now. So anyway, please check it out and support your girl💜 Thank you for even considering my story & I hope you enjoy it💜 *This story was started in November of 2015 and was finished March of 2016. ▪️▪️▪️◾◾◾▪️▪️▪️◾◾◾▪️▪️▪️ "You remind me so much of Spinner. So I can't help but think meeting you had something to do with my big brother..." She confessed. "You really believe in that kind of stuff?" I asked surprised. "Are you kidding? Of course.. Don't you?" "I don't know.. I mean, does heaven or hell really exist?" "I believe it does. I mean, there has to be someplace peaceful that we go to after our time is up" she said. "I guess everyone needs something to believe in" "I believe in you" she barley whispered. I'd like to deny it.. But I can't. That literally made my heart skip a beat. I lightly caressed her chin with my thumb and stared into her eyes. "I believe in you to" I don't know, maybe she's right.. Maybe there is a heaven.. CHECK OUT MY STORIES! *Not So Bad After All -Book one *Love like boomerang -Book two to Not so bad after all *Too Far Gone: A Stepbrother Romance GO CHECK THEM OUT. I THINK YOU GUYS WOULD ENJOY THEM A LOT💜

Melanie was the quiet girl in the back of the coffee shop. The one everyone saw but never noticed. The girl with the burn mark that covered her right cheek. The girl that looking at her meant you were shallow because you only saw what made her so ugly. Melanie was the girl that wore huge scarves and hoodies to hide herself away from the world. The girl that gave herself daily pep talks to wander outside. The girl with a secret that she can’t stop running away from. Ethan was the fun loving, happy guy. The one everyone saw the one that everyone couldn’t help but notice. The one with the dimpled smile and perfectly combed hair. The guy that made girls swoon as he walked past. Ethan was the guy who never let life get him down. The guy who could make everyone laugh. The guy who noticed a shy girl in a coffee shop, wondering why she would wear a hoodie in the middle of July.

*SAMPLE* Yazmeen isn't proud to admit that she has been stripping since she was 18 years old. Now at 24 she's still living the same life but is striving for better. Lady Luck seemed to be smiling on her when she was accepted into college, until the hole in the wall strip joint she worked at got raided in a drug bust. Dishearten, Yaz has other choice but to start over at a classier, strip club that just opened up. That's where she met HIM. Aleksandr Prakenski seems well-mannered, soft spoken, and has obtained fame at the of 34. He has everything anyone could ever want, and yet, he feels like he's missing something. Maybe it's the fact that he can't stand to be intimately involved with anyone unless it's anonymous sex. When he sees Yaz dancing at Cherish, he is mesmerized and instantly wants her. Yazmeen says she's not for sale. However, to a man like Aleksandr, he knows that everyone has a price.

***COMPLETED*** When Isabella graduates with a degree in psychology, she takes a job as the pack counselor. Being a plussized black woman and having to endure the loss of her parents, she never expected to find love. She didn't expect to have a mate to accept her and she sure as hell didn't expect four... ******************************************************************* This was my first story on here, I had to rearranged the chapters so I deleted the story and reposted it. If this is your first time reading this I hope you enjoy! ^_^

He sat me down on his bed and left for the bathroom. But not even five seconds later I heard water running in the tub. Ohhh.... Wet sex, I'm down. He came back in with nothing but boxers on and I'm telling you my man is a fine piece of specimen. He held his hand out for me to take, and take I did. When we walked into the bathroom I saw red roses scattered all around the floor and in the bubbly water. He motioned for me to get in and I did. It was hot, but like a good hot, not scorching. I didn't mind being naked in front of him anymore. When I turned to look at him I could already see he was aroused. And it turned me on. He then stripped and got in after me. Laying his head on my breasts, while I rubbed his chest. I thought I heard "What is she doing to me?" but I could be hearing things. But when he looked up at me I couldn't help but lean forward and kiss him. All Rights Reserved to Ebone Jones ®. Copyright 2014 ©.

¦Cassandra Payne is one of the best pastry chefs on the West Coast. While in the middle of the "Wedding Madness Month", her busiest time of the year, she meets a tall mysterious stranger who regularly visits her store. He is gorgeous but not her usual type. He may be handsome and charming but he's also white. Evan Gillies has a sweet tooth. The beautiful, curvy baker doesn't seem to be aware of his existance, all she wants to do is bake. But the two are soon drawn together by a force so strong that the two have no control of the results. Maybe chocolate and vanilla do mix

"Bitch" Slap "Slut" Punch "Cunt" Kick "Why did I ever start dating your ugly ass?!" These are all the names that my loving boyfriend, Richard, of 3 years calls me. It's like no matter what I do or say, he thinks it is wrong and then when he gets really angry, he does hit me. I just don't know what I do wrong.  When Jessi Andrews starts working for Jacob Smith and he finds out about the abuse with her boyfriend. Will he be able to help her and teach her how real love is?