Book two of A L A N A You don't necessarily have to read the first book to understand this one. Some parts would just make more sense. Tainted with a history full of pain, Alana ends up striving for greatness, the twenty three year old left the past in well.... the past. She successfully owns one of the biggest pastry shops in her city and right now she doesn't need love. Or that's what she thinks. But when a new customer decides to show up in the form of a handsome male, she's not so sure what she wants.

*Sequel- Unbroken, up now* *Can be read as a stand alone* Nina Irene Smith is the omega of the Nightshade pack. She's been an omega her whole life and accepts this. She goes through physical and mental abuse everyday but she seems fine. That is until a tragic event comes to shake her little world and everyone gets a glimpse of just how crazy she's been this whole time. Alpha Aaron Blake ,at the age of 25, is the alpha of the biggest pack in America, the Warrior pack. With over 300 pack members, he's cold and demanding. Every pack fears them and hates that they do. The Warrior pack takes others land and kills those who don't obey commands. What happens when Nina's pack just so happens to be the Warrior packs next victim? Will she die fighting along side her abuse pack or run when she gets the chance? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ *Warning this is the first book I ever wrote and it truly shows. Reader beware!* Cover by: colorful-me Go check them out they're absolutely amazing!

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****

Rose and Jayden are very much different yet very much alike. They've always disliked each other, ever since they were kids. After years of fighting and arguing inside and out of school their principal has had enough. She decides to pair them up in a particular class that they have together. English. So for the rest of their final year of high school they have to find a way to get along if they want to graduate. To them that's the worst thing that can happen. Maybe it won't be so bad after all. Rose may be a girl you can relate to. Jayden might be a guy to swoon over. Check it out! This entire story is being edited. There are some grammar mistakes! I'm working on it💜

Many people don't know me, but I don't know who me is either. I can't tell you if I'm the loud or rude stereotypical black girl because Mom would say I need to speak up. I'm using my library voice with strangers. I can't tell you I'm the introvert because I like good company. I was born into a world that judges me before they get to know me. And try to attack the concept of happiness. I need it most in this filthy world we live in. I need you. Because you listened and didn't say a word. Just you being there was enough to make me believe you understood the troubles in my sentences and words spoken in a foreign language. I want myself back but I can't remember who I was. || Ebonee desires life to the fullest content as a brown skin but is constantly faced with life's realities that can never turn into her sudden dreams. As she is constantly faced with comparisons of her beauty, cruel judgment, and love she didn't expect it to turn out so unplanned in her premeditated life. || || Then there's Beau, who lives such a different world outside of the way Ebonee sees it as he tries to determine who is his out to kill him. Living two different worlds in hope to find a middle ground, somewhere, between light and dark, in the novel of BROWN SKIN. ||

"Didn't you say you wanted me to be happy regardless?" I asked him with wide eyes. "Even it it's not with you?" He sighed and rubbed over his face, something he often did when he was irritated. "Nadia I just can't and won't accept that" He shook his head. "He's what makes me happy Xabrien." "I can't believe you leaving me alone for a white boy." Start: 6/9/16 End: 11/22/16 * All rights reserved to @golfdubang ©2016. "Brown Sugar" is under direct ownership of the author. Theft or plagiarism is strongly prohibited, for those who commit such a crime will face a penalty. For copyright purposes, I do not own any; photos, images, or music that are found throughout this book. Such content has been found via the Internet.

These vampires aren't the ones told in stories. They were never born. They were created. In April of 2014, an unknown terrorists infiltrated the United States of America's pharmacy supply and replaced drugstore medicine with camouflaged toxins supply. One million people died in one day. America broke into a panic. Many refused to take drugs. Many refused to go to the hospital. The panic lasted for about a year once the boycotting lead to many more deaths and chaos against man kind in the U.S. Though it was over, the government didn't want to take the chance. A bunch of scientists created the AIV; advanced intelligence vaccine which combats against the worst of the worsts diseases. The creation was a miracle and the people roared in excitement. Yet, there was a problem. The AIV worked only for O positive people; 39% of the U.S. It was step into the right direction. The people lined up for the vaccine. The country seemed calmer, until the next morning. December of 2017, the country broke out. 39% percent of the U.S altered into beings no one knew could exist. They slaughtered innocent people....pets...neighbors...friends...and family. Soon they became the dominant race. Soon the only material on the streets was blood. There was only one name to call them. Vampires. Obie Holloway spent most of her three years sleeping roof tops and hiding in the sewers from the new blood sucking species with her possum. She lost her parents.... FINISH BIO BY CLICKING READ

Strong sexual content. WARNING, must be 18+ Read at your own risk! First time writing this, I really want to explore this type of story for myself. ************************* All I could hear was my heart pounding in my ears, the mixture of fear and pleasure creating an intoxicating symphony. The dim, flickering light in the public bathroom added a clandestine element to our secret encounter. I felt the urgent need to scream his name, but I resisted, cognizant of our precarious location-at a seminar he was hosting, surrounded by people. Biting down on my lower lip, I attempted to muffle the involuntary moans that escaped me as his skillful tongue and lips worked their magic on my core. I marveled at the audacity of our rendezvous, wondering how we ended up in this compromising situation. "Re...," I gasped, feeling his fingers digging into my hips, grounding me in the reality of the moment. "Remember... You... You're needed... Outside... for the speech," I managed to articulate between ragged breaths. He looked up at me, a mischievous smirk playing on his lips, his beautiful eyes filled with desire. The stall door rattled as my palm slammed against it, creating a sudden, loud bang that resonated in the confined space. "Shhhhh! Baby. The only thing I want to do right now is make. Sure. You. Cum," he whispered with a devilish grin, his actions conveying his unwavering determination to pleasure me despite our surroundings.

*Bad at descriptions so bare with me* . . . . "Leo, this is my friend Athena and she's been crushing on you since she saw a picture of you." Mandy laughed. I blushed. "I did not she's lying to you." He smirked at me and then frowned, "So I'm ugly , wow I'm offended." "N-NO your not ugly I'm lying." I shouted too quickly. Not knowing he was making a fool of me. Wow Athena you just really started talking to him and your already making a fool. He walked closer and twirled a piece of my hair while I involuntarily shivered at his touch. Mandy somehow disappearing nowhere to be found. "Oh I know Tesoro ." He laughed and walked away. Leaving me shocked and blushing. . . . First story ever. Highest rank : #1 in blackandwhite

#1 in Latin 2020 #1 in stripper 4/03/20 #4 in Mafia 3/27/20 #3 in German 4/19/20 {Guns Over Roses #1} 18+ Before her, he was fearless , someone mothers warned you about, he was death itself in human form but of course he was the King. Her heels kissed the floor with every step she took. Slowly how her long melanin legs worked themselves on walking closer to me. "Is that all you need sir ?" Her full plump lips just ready for me to attack. "Sir?" "I need one more thing before you go." Her innocent eyes looked me straight down to my soul but Whew she wasn't so innocent at all. She was a vixen to be tamed. "And that is?" I didn't even realized what I was doing until I felt her smooth skin against my hand as I slowly stroke her cheek. Them lust full eyes roaming my every move. "Strip for me." |THIS IS NOT A BDSM BOOK| Slow updates