"I want your lips against mine Izabella." se·cret /ˈsēkrit/ noun plural noun: secrets something that is kept or meant to be kept unknown or unseen by others. When a married man feel sexually attracted to his assistant, he's has nothing else better to do but to have her. More than once. BWWM Started: 6-12-22 Finished: TBD #1 in lust (7/21/22) #49 in affair #83 in cheating #41 in boss #99 in assistant #11 in BWWM

Eros is the 18 year old quarterback at his high school. What not a lot of people know are the dangerous things that run through his head. Lehlani is the 18 year old insecure black girl who feels nobody could ever want her. She has no friends and her mom is a lawyer and handles cases out of state so Lehlani spends a lot of time by herself. Or does she? Is Eros going to slip up and show what his mind is? Is Lehlani's life about to change? ********** Warning: This story contains violence, stockholm syndrome, mental illness, submissive female lead, abuse, and sexual content. Don't read if this story isn't something you're up for. I ALSO DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE PICTURES OR MEDIA IN THIS BOOK.

Karma Brismé. 19 years old. 5 foot 7 brick house for sure. A face so beautiful you could say it was carved from the hands of Michael Angelo himself, actually she was once told. Bred from a white heroin addicted mother and fifty year old Haitian pimp. Attracting older men definitely ran in her blood. Archibald Jackson. 57 year old. 6 foot 5 Caucasion male. Millionaire ceo. He's watched his granddaughter (Laura) and Karma play and grow up together for years and he can't help the rush of emotions he feels at the sight of a now fully adulted Karma.

"The best relationships are the ones you didn't expect to be in. The ones you never saw coming." ~author unknown "Love is never wrong" ----------------------------------------------- "They'll hear us," I mumbled against his lips. He grunted, which was music to my ears. "I don't care." He said before gripping my shirt tightly and ripping it off my body. My shriek was silenced as his mouth covered mine hungrily once again and he continued his sensual assault to my body. Highest Rankings: #1 Bwwm #1 Age Gap This beautiful cover was made by @mojojojo17 THANK YOU!!!

Ariana's boyfriend Brady has been cheating on her for months. How does she find out? A suspicious thong and his roommate Reese fills in the missing pieces. But that's not all he does. While she wasn't expecting to be hit with the news of her boyfriend's infidelity, she was also not prepared for his roommate's offer. Cheat back... with him. *Chapters marked with asterisks contain sexually explicit material* Best Rankings: #1 in #interracial #3 in #college #3 in #enemiestolovers #4 in #BWWM

𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞. ➪ 𝐍𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐄 is the very definition of living a peaceful life, well she was. That was until her heart was broken by her boyfriend of six years and suddenly she's in bed with the asshole she can't stand, who also happens to live across the hall; Alessio Collins. 𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐒 is closed off, a jackass some will say. He has little to no friends and puts his free time into boxing or photography. Sometimes girls, well 𝘢 girl. His whole world suddenly revolves around Niella when he finds out their one night stand led to a whole lot more. Now their life's are thrown into a loop only themselves can figure out. But will their love overpower the problems and past they both seem to struggle with? {YES this is a pregnancy trope. Pleaseee read the tags}

Here I was, 4 A.M in my shower, thinking about how good my cock would feel buried inside her pussy. How desperate I am to destroy her insides and breed her until sh- no-I couldn't handle it anymore. I imagined her legs wrapped around my waist as I fucked her senselessly. Our eyes would lock while I whispered sweet nothings. Then I'd flip her over, arching her back and digging her head into the mattress, suffocating her just a little, and then ramming into her without warning. I sound like a sadist but I can't help it. The things she makes my body do, I've never felt this with another woman. June is obsessed with Amirlya. Severely obsessed. So obsessed that he has control on her every move, eyes on her every step, and lurks in the shadows when she doesn't notice. Amirlya on the other hand just wants to be left alone. With years of tormenting, she is tired of constantly falling victim to June's strange possessiveness and frightening authority over her. However, that all changes when he strangely decides to reform himself, into a better man, for her sake. Will his attempt at improvement woo her over? Or make things worse? WILL EDIT AFTER IM DONE WITH THE BOOK Started: 10/26/2024 Finished: 12/1/2024 #69 bwwm 11/16/24 #59 bwwm 11/19/24 #39 bwwm 11/19/24 #31 bwwm 11/23/24 #23 bwwm 11/24/24 #2 aggressive 12/1/24 #21 bwwm 1/2/25 #19 bwwm 1/3/25 #16 bwwm 1/5/25

( SUMMARY ) Jasmine's life takes an unexpected turn after a one-night stand with a mysterious stranger leaves her pregnant. As a freshman in college, she's now carrying the child of billionaire Francesco Scordìa, but there's more to her baby's father than his wealth-he's also a powerful mafia boss. A BWWM Fanfic Published: 08/14/2024 Completed: 09/26/2024

De toute façon... Je ne suis qu'une pièce détachée. Une Barbie grimée de rose qui tourne chaque soir autour d'une barre de fer, sous les néons cramés du 707. Personne ne me regarde vraiment, on me consomme... Dans les rues de Southwark, on vend, sous couverts de nos sourires forcés et nos corps huilés, des pilules, des promesses mais surtout, cette poudre rose... Et au milieu de ce chaos, un homme me guette dans l'ombre, Raven. Il ne parle pas. Jamais. Mais il me regarde. Toujours. On se frôle. Parfois. Il revient chaque semaine au 707 pour les affaires... Mais j'ai parfois l'impression que ce club, cette ville, et moi-même faisons partie du deal. Mais Raven n'a pas encore compris qu'il n'y a rien de plus imprévisible... ... qu'une poupée brisée. "𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎."

She hated him as much as he wanted her, a thorn in her side ever since they met, and it had only gotten worse with each lingering gaze between them. As an aspiring journalist, Presley didn't believe in love-or lasting romantic relationships of any kind. The last thing she needed in her whirlwind of life was to get involved with her best's friends bodyguard-or rather the head of the Cosa Nostra. A man with little use of manners and secrets in his past. Tall, handsome and covered with tattoos, a living and breathing hazard with a cold nature and quiet demeanor. A beautiful monster dressed in leather jackets, and tight fitting shirts. A made man. Silvio had ever met a woman like her, who spent every minute glaring at him. One who he was consumed to touch despite his dislike for touch. A stubborn femme fatale with soft brown eyes and obsidian curls. A woman he'd been trying to resist for a long time. When a threat from her past lands her into the very arms of her nemesis and into a fake relationship, she's forced to get to know him and suddenly, their fake relationship feels more real than anything she had ever own. - preview - God, it felt right like this was where it belonged-this was where I belonged. And she felt it too, given by the slight rush of her breathing, and dazed eyes. There was always this magnetic pull and tug between us, so irresistible and consuming. "Silvio." She let out a small gasp, obviously not expecting me to touch her, and it burned. Everything right now burned but it felt good. Almost in an addicting way like the pain crossed the threshold and soared to become another feeling. "I don't think this is a good idea." "You want me to stop right now, say it but this is a damn good idea." I said in a gruff voice. "Tell me you don't want this, tell me it's a bad idea and I'll stop."