"Mommy am I your child?" My mom looked down and chuckled at me. "Of course you are Theo." She said continuing to cut the vegetables that I hated. "Then why do we have different skin?" I blurted. I was five at the time and I didn't know any better. "Who said that?" She asked looking at me concerned. She knew I wouldn't have thought that on my own. I was always perfectly happy with everything. "This kid Matt. He said his mommy thinks you're weird because we're two different skins." I said coloring in my book. "Well don't listen to what people say. Love doesn't discriminate." She told me sternly. I took her advice. Highest rank: #6 in interracial #2 in interracial-romance # 3 in sexualthemes

Benjiman Cartier Gotti, "BG" to the streets, "Benji" to those he cared about, which was slim to none. A young thug at the age of twenty one with a hustler's mentality, killer demeanor, and the game that could make any girl fall in love. With a heart made of ice and the big dreams of being one of the richest street hustlers the world had ever seen, he took the streets by storm with ambition. Benji was a go-getter and was determined to do whatever it took to get it, by any means necessary. He strayed to a place that he knew could turn his dirty rags into riches, which is exactly what he did. He knew shit wouldn't be given to him on a silver platter, so he grinded hard for his ticket out until he found himself on top of it all. Just because you started from the bottom, doesn't mean it's where you'll end .. and just because you never had shit, doesn't mean you never will. Benjiman Cartier Gotti was a natural born hustler. Against all odds he came out on top, but at what cost? Vanessa Wright | Copyright ©️ 2019 | All Rights Reserved Author: Vanessa Write | Cover: _tolerated NOT A FAN FICTION.

Tyler Durden is not an alternate personality of Jack.

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.]

"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?

Drive is racing to Prime Video! Coming out soon as a movie. He's an arrogant race car driver with an attitude. She's a stubborn tire mechanic out to prove herself in a man's world. When sparks fly, will their passion make it to the finish line? ***** Dante Annunziata's arrogant personality and Italian racing legacy are the reason he's a Formula World racing champion. His pit mechanic, Savannah Jenkins is no pushover herself. This headstrong southern belle has ambitions to take her father's auto business to a whole new level. When the paparazzi stage Dante and Savannah in a pre-kiss pose, they're forced to fake a relationship to keep their jobs. But as engines rev and the season heats up, the contrived couple's hearts start racing for all the wrong reasons. Will Dante and Savannah let love take the wheel, or will their butting heads cause them to crash and burn? Original Edition: [[word count: 60,000-70,000 words]]

Summary || Plot "I was warned about boys like you." Folding her arms Moenice was getting hot under the stare of Theo's beautiful brown eyes. "Oh yeah. What exactly were you warned about?" Taking a step closer, Theo knew what he was doing, he knew how he made Moenice feel. "All boys just want one thing, they come sniffing, begging, chasing after it." Moenice wasn't about to let Theo see the real her. To her he was just like the other brothers around here, feening for something that could easily fuck up both lives. "Good thing I'm a grown. Ass. Man." Grabbing her face, he spoke slowly against her lips. He kept one hand around her waist and the other tilting her head back. "And this grown ass man ain't with that little boy shit." Trying to catch her breath Moenice was almost under his control, she knew what he was doing and knew just how to fight back. "Show me." Slowly pulling his hand off her face she whispered in his ear nibbling on his earlobe to arouse him. "Actions speak volume Theo." Closing her door quietly she leaned against it. Theo was absolutely no good for a good girl like Moenice, but she seemed to be breaking all the rules anyway. ~*~*~*~* Welcome to Brownsville NY. You got your Gang bangers, drug dealers, Crack heads, and a few loving people that actually want to make it some place. Coming up around here someone was always getting in trouble, or killed. Moenice always swore she would never get caught up in that life. But what happens when she meets Theodore, one of the most smooth talking drug dealers around the block. As her 18th birthday approaches, life as Moenice knows it changes and breaking all the rules is exactly what she has to do. Love wasn't what either expected, but can love be enough to save both their lives, from a world full of hate and Crime?

One thing I'll always remember is my parents saying "Everyone has a story" "Everyone has a story with a past, tragic or not. Everyone has a story that is meant to go unjudged, even if it was never told" But sometimes we forget that. Like when I though that my guardian was the devil. Even though he taught me how to laugh, how to protect, and even possible how to love. I only asked one thing "Why?" I still remember the one phrase that changed my life"Let me carry her" This one single and normal phrase was said by none other than Cooper Kingsley, our school's and town's bad boy. He was the championship boxer who drove a motorcycle and got into trouble frequently. He's the guy with brown hair that looked soft enough to run my fingers through, the guy with irresistible cold blue eyes and the guy with a built and strong body that made girls crazy. He wasn't your typical player either; no he was just hard to get- A complete tease. And the fact that he would volunteer to help a girl like this, was not normal. So what did Cooper Kingsley want anything to do with the bland and boring me? I was completely and utterly average. Or so I thought. So why did the devil suddenly become my guardian? Let's find out. Copyright © 2014 | All Rights Reserved | brech33se

"you shouldn't forgive the devil so easily"

When we first met I would of never thought this is how it would turn out. He was my first love, my first boyfriend, my first everything. I fell deeply in love with everything about this man, but even after all the things you been through together he still did me wrong. It's only so much that a girl can take. When I first met her I never knew we would make it this far. I love her more than she knows. But I don't blame her for doubting my love. I broke her heart a few too many times. She held a nigga down through the pain, loss, everything. Sex, drugs, love, money, family, trust, loyalty, hoes....take your pick. You better choose wisely. JUST READ PLEASEEEEE I update everyday.