I hurried to Dimitri's bedroom. I gasped as I saw the curtains by the window dancing freely in the wind and parts of what used to be a window lying on the ground in shatters. Dimitri was nowhere in sight. The beating of my heart escalated to bullet speed as my body began to shake violently. "Dimitri?" I yelled. No answer. "Dimitri!" No answer. "DIMITRI!" What do you think happened to Dimitri? I guess you'll have to read to find out...

Harmony Rodriguez . Is a beautiful young black woman. At the age of 24, she has finished college and started her own bakery. But there is one thing missing. Love. Anthony Jackson. He was an uptight rich white guy, as many had called him. Owning a very successful business in Rhode Island , he was busy quite often. Always trying to date, but never found 'The One. ' Until he went and met the spunky hot black girl Harmony. Can these to get along? Or will others try to tear them apart? Read The Color Of Love to find out. Interracial. This is © Copyrighted

He was her first love and She was the only girl he ever loved

Jack has a wonderful career, a beautiful wife, and a satisfactory marriage. Never stepping outside of the box and always making sure to dot his i's and cross his t's, he is the epitome of a good citizen in his suburban neighborhood....well at least until he comes face to face with his greatest challenge yet. Excerpt: "I-I love my wife." I whisper out brokenly while looking down at my hardened desire springing forth in my pants. Shame, guilt, anger, and disappointment at myself floods through my quivering body. "Who are you trying to convince Jack?" Her dangerous husky but sexy voice floats out into the dark room. I shake my head and squeeze my eyes tight breathing in and out as slow and as deep as I can in weak effort to gather my thoughts around my pulsating member. "I'm a good person. I am a great husband and I do the right things. T-this isn't right! I love my wife!" I shout out in frustration. Lights suddenly blare out into the room. My eyes drink in the figure that is far more lovely and exciting then my wife, whom I am use to seeing on a daily basis. Even after my exclaims that I so readily shouted out just seconds before, I scan over her hour glass frame like a starving man. She leans back on the Victorian styled sofa and regards me with a bemused expression. "Again I ask, who are you trying to convince Jack?" ***WARNING*** This is a MATURE story. Meaning that it is meant for the audience of 18+. This Story's content is not meant for anyone under the age of 18. If you still decide to read this story then you do so at your own risk. I will not be giving warnings before every chapter that has sexual content in it. So please be forewarned now. Copyright © July 2016. All rights are reserved. No part of this story can be used or reproduced in any sort of way without my permission (characters, story plot, idea, etc) on this site as well as any other resources! Copyrighted through this site as well as through the US legal copy righting services.

A slow-burn, soul-stirring love story about grief, healing, and the kind of love that finds you when you've stopped looking. Rayne Jackson has always played it safe-head down, hands dusted in flour, heart tucked away behind bakery counters and unfinished dreams. But when she crosses paths with Luke Ricciardi, a tattooed law student with a guarded heart and a secret battle of his own, everything shifts. What begins as a quiet friendship grows into something deeper. They share stolen moments and warm meals, late-night confessions and whispered hopes. But life doesn't always give you fair warnings. As tragedy forces Rayne to confront everything she thought she knew about love, safety, and what it means to move forward, she discovers that sometimes, home isn't a place-it's a person. Told over seasons of change and raw emotion, Some Kind of Safe is a journey through heartbreak and resilience, through first love and second chances, through motherhood, memory, and finally choosing joy-even when it hurts.

Book I 》》》 Oreo's: The Love of A White Man You Are Here 》》》 Book II

Twenty-five year old Destiny Jameson lives alone with her six year old daughter Elizabeth after the man she thought loved her left after she broke the news to him that she was pregnant. Elizabeth hates seeing her mommy cry all the time and when Christmas comes along and so does new teacher twenty-three year old Jeremy Thomas, she writes in her Christmas wish list that she would like 'A Man For Mommy.'

Ezra Grant was able to get any girl he wanted with just a charming smile and a light twinkle of sky blue eyes. He could intimidate anyone with his large stature and fearsome aura. However, he wasn't like most hot guys; he only pictures himself with one girl since the day he knew what the word 'love' meant... and the feeling only gets stronger everyday he's with her. Frankie Allen is 'her.' The quiet girl who has a harder time making friends with her indecisive tendencies and being slightly introverted. But if you ever got the chance to get to know her, you'd wish you'd only met her sooner because she's the most trusted, kindest, and beautiful person you could ever meet. That's who Ezra fell in love with, and each day the love he has for only grew stronger, and so did the difficulty of him not voicing it. But high school changes people and life can hit you hard. Hormones invade our system and it's harder to contain our emotions. So when Frankie starts developing feelings for Ezra, it's obviously fate. But is it fate that will keep them together? Or will the weight of the universe around them tear the lovers apart through jealous crazy exes, obsessed kidnappers, and deranged family members?

When Jasmine and Carter get paired together for a school project being the top two smartest individuals of their class, will it become competition or will they get to know one another? Will one of them start catching feelings?