Highest Ranking #1 in African #15 in romance #1 in November #1 in Nigerian romance #1 in Melanin #1 in Company #1 in Nigeria "You're mine, you hear me? Mine" he growled as he pulled me close, so close that I could inhale his breath, "And anyone that tries to come in between? Will regret they did"... It all started with a drunken one night stand... Anyway, this is my first NIGERIAN THEMED BOOK. Some chapters may contain +18 stuff so read at your own risk Started - 25 November 2018 Finished - So read and enjoy. Natashah...

" Ive never been so loved and appreciated "

[COMPLETED] Spurred by her desperation and an eagerness to be released from the shackles of poverty, Ada finds herself joining a sugar daddy site with hopes to make some money to be able to take care of her mother and sister. There, she meets Richard Bamidele, the married CEO of St. Ives Enterprises, a multi billion naira company. Richard helps Ada out of her deep financial debts and what started out as a mutualistic relationship soon turns into love. In comes Damilare Coker. Right from their first meeting, Damilare and Ada have had a jarring connection but due to her loyalty to Richard, she ignores it, opting instead to avoid him. But Damilare eagerly pursues Ada regardless and soon she can no longer deny their irresistible attraction to each other. She then finds herself in a dilemma. Remain with the one man who helped her out and gave her a chance when no one else would but with whom she will never have a real relationship, or be with the man who was made for her and who just might be her one shot at true love? ~*~ A Nigerian Themed Book Highest Ranking: #50 in married out of 5.4k stories. #24 in SugarDaddy out of 1.7k stories.

"I'll let you go tonight, Amore, despite your lies. I've decided to stay in town for a while longer so I am...positive that we'll be together again. Goodnight, Adrienne." Suddenly he let me go. I wobbled a bit before regaining balance and walked away from him. Right as I made it to the entrance, something possessed me to look back at him-one final time. He watched me go with a mischievous smirk. When we made eye contact, he shot me a wink before sitting at the bar. He was right. This won't be the last time I see the Devil reincarnated Christian. --------

Chloe Rae Lovric (24) makes ends meet as a waitress at the Last Olive Bistro in Manhattan. She's under the pressure of petty customers, a might-be demonic manager, and the constant nagging of each month's portion of rent. Her roommates make life a little easier. Rory is an aspiring dancer with a heart of gold, and Morgan loathes her work as a Legal Assistant for a sketchy personal injury attorney. The trio get by in their crammed, two bedroom loft apartment with a leaking ceiling. One night, when asked to work overtime as usual, Chloe ends up waiting on Jacob Lewitt. He's a handsome older man, well-dressed, and has striking dark features. A top-shelf bourbon served neat is the only thing he orders. His mystery allures her, although she's not looking for a relationship, she can't help but be drawn to him. Her curiosity grows as Jacob returns a couple nights later, then soon after he's there every night-corner table, bourbon neat, perfectly tailored suit but no tie. She waits on him to take every chance at a conversation and to find out who he is, and what he wants. As they get to know each other, Jacob's mystery unfolds right into her hands. They both learn how their lives entwined by fate and that they were meant to teach each other lessons in life, love, and revenge. *COMPLETED [ Word count ~ 50,000-60,000 ] *Submitted to 2021 Watty Awards

Mafia, lies, money, betrayals. #1 in bwwwm #1 in white male #41 in forbidden #241 in couple #84 in blackwomen #112 in Italian #15 in mafia romance #586 in mafia love

He opens the door and instantly and pulls me inside. His mouth on mine like a magnet. My coat is in the way of all that wants and he drags the zipper down. I kick off my off my boots as I help him pull my arms out the jacket. He breaks the kiss and chuckles. 18+ This isn't a fairytale, sometimes love hurts. Slow Updates bc I only write when I 100% feel like it 🙃

"Why do you choose not to listen to me, sweetheart?" "You're not my daddy I don't have to listen to shit you say" "Baby you and I both know I'm your daddy... say it for me sweetheart" "No" "You sure bout that or do I have to make you?" "Make me."

Fair warning- Major plot holes and rushed writing - "Is this for me or him?" He spoke as he traced the waistband of her soft pink lace thong. "Neither of you." She spoke roughly as she rolled her eyes again. Angelo was all about possession and it was something she'd never grant him. Her legs spread as he kissed her through her panties. "Mmm looks like they're for me based on our current situation, no?" He chuckled as he slid them down her legs before they disappeared into his pocket. "Oh shut up and eat me." "My pleasure." -- Serenity Jones, a 29 year old newly hired FBI intelligence analyst and previous NYPD detective, had never planned to sleep with cold hearted Mobster Angelo Costello once- let alone the countless other times it'd happened. *Full description inside* ****WARNING THERE WILL BE MATURE SCENES SUCH AS MURDER, GRAPHIC DESCRIPTIONS, SEXUAL SITUATIONS, AND HARSH LANGUAGE! TRIGGER WARNING****

Asian mafia boss meets black girl college stripper wholeeee lotta shit happens just read it babes😤 BEING EDITED REVISED AND FINISHED AS OF 5/9/24