⚠️ Foul language, dark romance, derogatory racial slurs will be used!! If this bothers you, please do not read ⚠️ Kaylani White is a 32 year old city girl who's just finished her residency as a doctor and now, she's ready to open her own private practice. The thing is, she's made the decision to open it in BFE!!! (butt f*cking Egypt) aka a very rural small town in Florida. She's sweet, kind, and a little naive. But don't get it twisted, she can be a spitfire when pushed. Kaylani's heart and mindset might be in the right place BUT, as a city girl from Fort Lauderdale, she's a little naïve to the amount of racism that can be present in small rural areas. Kingston Harding is a brute and the president of The Devils Riders MC. An all white gang who disguises themselves as a club while actually moving drugs and guns. There are rules that MUST be followed if you're apart of the club but when Kingston's best friend is severely injured, Kaylani swoops in to the rescue. Despite knowing what is right and wrong, according to the rules of the MC, Kingston can't get Kaylani out of his mind. Messing with her could be dangerous and even deadly for everyone.

Nia: He's a broken soul with a dark past. He's a fearful man who sees nothing but red in the world. I want to hug him. I want to, dare I say, love him. But will he let me? Apollo: She's a ray of sunshine that burns my eyes with every smile. A flower with poison hidden beneath her petals. I want to break her and uncover her hidden dark desires. There's something about her and I can't let go even though I know I should. A world like mines isn't a place for her delicate soul and I fucking hate that. ~~ "Submit to me." He repeats, harder this time as he steps closer to me. "I am not some puppy you can command to do as you say. Who in the fuck do you think i am? Kali?" His frown deepens at my tone and in a second his cold rough hands are wrapped around my neck. I whimper at the sudden move and my body goes tense when he squeezes. "Apo-" "I said to fucking submit! Do you need me to force you to?" He growls in my face. His scent suffocates me more than his hands are and I remain silent, fearing that I will say the wrong thing that'll end in me buried six feet under. "What? Cat got your tongue?" He taunts with an evil smirk on his face. He's trying to scare me into submission. I refuse. If me dying saves my dignity then so be it but I will not let this evil man think he can control me. "I am not yours to submit to, Apollo," I say as loud as can with his hands still choking me. "I am not your pet. If you want to hurt me, then hurt me but I refuse to be the woman to fall at your every command. You tried that once, remember? And where did that get me? In the hands of your enemy. I fucking. Refuse." I used all of my strength to shove him away from me with heavy force. Needs To Be Heavily Edited

"What is it that you want from me? Huh?" He spat, raising his voice. There was a vein in his neck and he was turning red. I've never seen him this upset, I must've really hit a nerve. His lips were tight but they were so juicy and kissable. "I want you to tell me- and don't lie- tell me that you want to kiss me. Tell me that you want me and that you don't care about Damon's feelings like you claim. Show me, Isaiah. Show me that you don't care." I said the last part in a low tone and looked at him under my lashes. Isaiah opened his mouth slightly to say something, but nothing came out. His gaze was fixed on me with his bright hazel eyes without blinking. He was clenching his jaw as if his life depends on it. "You're playing a really dangerous game Kitten." He says, his voice low and raspy. He was trying to hold himself back. "You started it when you let me kiss you." I whispered seductively. "So let's play." ." ~ ~~~~ When Zariah's father sells her to the Mafia, she's feeling the ultimate betrayal. She's told to be wed to the Don, Damon, as a way to pay back her father's debts to the family. She's given a bodyguard, Isaiah, to look after her until her wedding day. Isaiah sparks something inside of her- something dark and driven. She can't stay away from him even though he's loyally sworn to the family and the family alone. She wants him and he wants her. As they say, Forbidden things has its charm.

Brianna Lynn Green 22 year old girl. Her parents died in a car crash and she's dating an absuive man. She falls pregnant and decides to leave. What happens when she runs into the don of Italy and New York and her soon to be boss. Valentino Morales 26 year old man. Don of Italy and New York. He has no remorse when he kills. He lets nobody get away with betraying him. But what happens when he meets a woman and her kid that could possibly change his life for the better or make it even more worse.

"you shouldn't forgive the devil so easily"

Ameerah and Ambrose have known eachother for years. Yet a culinary assignment is what brought them together. As drama unfolds between them and their friends, watch as their feeling grow even more. ----- "Thank you.. thank you for defending me" "Anytime." "Lola needs a slap.. with a truck." "You're right." "But didn't you date her tho." "I never dated her." **this book was written when i was 14 yall!! but its been completely rewritten**

What happens when you think that you've found your forever, your life and husband . But he turns out to be a cheater . Cassandra Smith is sent to jail by her unfaithful husband after beating his mistress half dead . Although he claims it's to teach her a lesson and that when she comes out of prison they will get back together . Little does Jason Smith know that his little Cassiey will be changed by prison . She'd find love and completely forget out the man with an infidelity problem . Find out what happens when Fate Has Other Plans **very mature content and language** Please do not waste your time reading if you know you are just going to be negative and nasty. #authorshavefeelingstoo. Cover by @Noxious. Psyche 🥺🥺🥺❤ Highest rankings - #1 Jail - #1 Mature - #1 Cheating - #1 Newbie - #2 Stars - #5 Newadult - #6 Mistresses

Lᴏᴠᴇ ᴡᴀs ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴏɴ ᴇʟʟɪᴏᴛᴛs ᴍɪɴᴅ ᴛɪʟʟ sʜᴇ ꜰᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴄᴏᴍꜰᴏʀᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏʟᴅᴇʀ ᴄᴀᴍᴇʀᴏɴ sɪʙʟɪɴɢ, ᴀ ʙʟᴏɴᴅᴇ ʙᴏʏ ᴡʜᴏ ᴅɪᴅ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʙᴜᴛ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʜᴇʀ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ. Tʜᴇɴ ʜᴇ ᴛʜʀᴇᴡ ɪᴛ ᴀᴡᴀʏ, ɴᴏᴛ ɪɴᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟʟʏ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ. Fᴇᴍ ᴏᴄ x ʀᴀғᴇ ᴄᴀᴍᴇʀᴏɴ (sᴇᴀsᴏɴ 1)

"I'm crazier, bunny." Kiara already had an unsteady start at life, and the perks of being a wanted bandit in a city of greed only gave her the opportunity of taking heavy risks she couldn't care less about. What more is she living for anyways? When the chance to rob a mansion arises, Kiara couldn't help but take it without a single thought, nor a second glance. Little did she know she sealed her fate the second she stepped foot into that house. Monsters lurked in this world, and Kiara unknowingly stepped into a territory too dark for her liking. Domenico Guerra wasn't a man to be played with, and unfortunately the poor girl realised that a bit too late. ⚠️IN THE PROCESS OF GLAMMING HER UP (editing)⚠️ Themes and Warnings: Crime Action Mystery Corruption Government Violence✨ Swearing✨ Gore✨ Smut⚡️ 🔥COMPLETED🔥

𝑨𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑵𝑨 𝑵𝒀𝑰𝑲𝑨 Running away from something you didn't even do is like walking around with an A4 paper sized note saying 'just put me in jail already.' It's guilty, but when it's the only option you have why wouldn't you take it? Disappearing and starting over from a fuck-up like that 𝙖𝙣𝙙 on a perfectly clean slate in conditions better than your last is rare, incredibly rare. Anyone would run straight into that gate, but that hardest pill to swallow is realizing that the door leads straight down the same path you were trying to get away from. 𝑬𝑳𝑰𝑱𝑨𝑯 𝑹𝑯𝑬𝑻𝑻 Everything runs like clockwork and all I have to do is follow the arrow. Nothing I've ever received has come from my own sacrifices or my own bones, things have sat comfortably on my plate in front of me-Friends, job opportunities, scholarships, women. I've never had to pull a muscle to reach for any of it. So maybe this was my karma. Gods version of giving me a real taste of what it's like to be human-what it's like to have everything taken from you from right under your feet without warning. Except when is it enough, what will it take to keep what's important to me when everything else is gone.