An alluring and apathetic young man, driven by his business and success, finds himself fighting a feeling he hasn't had for several years when he cross paths with a woman he can't shake off. ⚠️Sexual Content. ⚠️MATURE COMMENTS/READERS only.

(EDITING BUT COMPLETE) Roses Are Red And Violet Is Blue. Doctor Violet Ankamah is a surgeon and a great one at that. Her life is perfect. Her job is perfect. Her poise, natural elegance and cold demeanor, makes everyone around her fawn. It's almost too good to be true... Until it isn't. After what feels like the worst fate comes crashing down on her, Violet must navigate her way again. It won't be a scenic route. She needs a guide.

A good one. And Mr Miller, thinks he's the man for the job...

[COMPLETE] "But there's still so much to learn about this body of yours, dear." He licks his lips as his eyes rake over my form. "You see, I'm curious about how much your body trembles when it's teased to the point of begging for even the slightest bit of relief..." My mouth has been agape this whole time and I finally close it to gulp. My eyes are wide and my body is on fire as I feel his hand make its way back up to my now exposed torso and he teases the underlining of my bra. "... And I wonder," he continues. "How loud you can get when you're finally relieved of that pent up desire and hit with wave... after wave... after wave of pleasure." He kisses each cheek and my forehead to punctuate each point. "It's a sound I imagine is even more intoxicating than those small whimpers you make whenever I touch you here." *** Naomi Monroe is a rising young journalist in Atlanta who decided to give up on any chances of finding love at an early age and instead focused on her career. The decision paid off as she was able to hit the ground running in her career when she graduated college and quickly moved up at an online magazine covering startups, technology, and pop culture. Sebastien Laurent is a venture capitalist who has an untraditional approach to handling his wealth and a disdain for many of those who'd be considered his peers. While he's encountered a number of women in his life, the idea of romantic love seemed to be elusive... That was, until he was interviewed one day by Naomi Monroe. *** Strong language/mature themes! Must be 18+ to read. ***

When she was 14, Dalia was sold to Matteo Martinelli, the former leader of the largest Italian mafia. Flash forward with his son, Vittore Martinelli as the new leader, Dalia is given to him as a birthday present after years in spent in the "safe house". Dalia struggles to fulfill a promise she made and get her old self back as Vittore tries not to fall for the black beauty. Will they go through all the lies, jealousy, betrayal, envy, lust and murder together all in the name of love? Because at the end of it all, she is still Property Of Vittore Martinelli. * * * "Lift your hand," I said looking at how he held onto his bicep with a tight grip. "Let me take a look at the bullet wound." "No tesoro. I can do this myself," Vittore grumbled and I gave him incredulous look. "Don't start that bullshit with me Vittore. Remove your arm and let me help you or..." I trailed off, not able to say more. I was still in shock but I could do this. "Just... just let me help." "No." I glared at Vittore. "Why are you being so damn egotistic?! Let me help you! Do you know what it was like to find you like... and to..." I couldn't even get all the words out. "Let me help you. Please." Begging wasn't something I'd ever do but I just needed him to let me help him. "No-" "Why?!" I suddenly exploded. "Why won't you just let me help you?!" "Because I don't know how to handle it ok?!" Vittore suddenly exploded, his dark eyes glaring at me. "I don't know how to handle these... feelings. Fuck tesoro you drive me crazy! Don't you see that? You make me question everything I've ever known and... I can't..." I watched Vittore as his expression turned determined. "Fuck it." He leaned forward and pressed his lips on mine. * * * WARNING! Mentions of death, torture, gore, abuse and other things related to the mafia.

(COMPLETED) "What... do I make you nervous your honour?" He asks into my ear, his tone enough to make my stomach flutter. "I'm not a judge yet, you heathen" I giggle. He gets impossibly closer. "Yeah I know. But you will be. We both will. M'kay?" *** Aaliyah Oriento-Miller. A sharp witted, but introverted lawyer. Aged 28, she knows what she wants and nothing will stand in her way. In her head, feelings only get in the way and 'premature' commitment breeds lack of productivity. In contrast, fellow lawyer and best friend Elian Deogene, age 28, is loud, extroverted and animated. He has no problem showing his feelings. Commitment is a show of strength and unity. Often nicknamed the 'mahogany doll' for remaining expressionless, will Aaliyah learn how to crack the mask?

Chaque personne pense avoir un ange gardien sur cette terre. Depuis que je suis sur terre, je vis sans. Mais les choses ont fait qu'elle m'a été envoyée, et que je ne puisse plus vivre autrement. Création 11/16

Moi Shanaya, j'ai toujours briller dans les études contrairement à mes frères et sœurs , on à placer dès mon plus jeune âge d'énormes responsabilités sur mes épaules. J'ai réussi à devenir une femme indépendante et sûre de ses choix , Mais aujourd'hui on m'annonce quelque chose qui risque de changer la donne. Enfin c'est ce que je pensait ... #Shelickaa

Mehdi : tu veux me rendre fou c'est sa tu veux que je te tue ma parole je vais te faire du mal pourquoi tu fait sa hein pourquoi tu m'oblige à faire sa REPOND moi sale pute quand je te parle Moi: mais ....j ai fait quoi Il me balance un espèce de vase qui me passe à 3cm de moi . C'était devenu mon quotidien depuis ....

Lors d'un tournoi de basket, Emy est complètement fasciné par un des joueurs, le numéro 7. La suite de sa vie, au lycée comme aux entrainement lui réserve bien des surprises...

"Maman, pourquoi les gens nous regardent comme ça ? - Ne fais pas attention à ça Adama - Est-ce que c'est parce que je suis noire ? - ....."