Christan Brown is a hard working black woman living in New York City as a wedding planner. In just two short years she has started her own business and is very successful. So far her life is going great but the only think missing is the perfect guy. And what will happen to her life is she finally meets him?

"I want to defile you, destroy you, corrupt you in the most sinfully beautiful way. Break you until you're completely mine." "And then?" "Then I'll piece you back together, of course." He took another step in her direction, closing the distance between them. "Love can be holy." He said but the look in his eyes promised anything but. "It can be kind and gentle. It can be the flutter inside your chest when you feel someone touch you, the blush staining your cheeks when someone brushes his knuckles over them." To prove his point further, he took his knuckles and brushed them over her sharp jawline, all the way to her lightly dusted cheeks and sharp cheekbones. "However, love can also be vile. Dark and all-consuming. The kind of love that makes you want to fall to your knees and let it destroy you." He let his palm rest on her soft skin and felt the warmth she provided so carelessly travel to him. "That's all I can offer you." Nathaniel Russ is a man devoid of passion. Cold, stern, a tragedy with skin. A wreckage just seconds before the crash. A writer. He spends countless hours teaching philosophy at the local university, waiting for something to make the words crawl out of him with the same vigorous appetite they once did. And he finds it, at the most unexpected moment. Guinevere Westbrook is a woman haunted by the sins of her past. And she just happens to be the muse he had been waiting for, even though she refuses to accept it. So, he orchestrates a game meant for two. A game. That's all it was. Until it wasn't. Adult themes, proceed with caution. All images belong to their respective owners. Source: Pinterest.

"plant your seeds, provide me light, water me. I will grow." my works #1. #1 in urban story, 03/31/'19. #1 in urban romance, 03/26/'19.

"Get the fuck out of my house!" my dad shouted. "Gladly. But, before I go, I have just one thing to say; you've never been a good father. You've always treated Poppy and her mother like absolute shit." "You know nothing about being a father, you little prick!" "Yeah? Well, your innocent little girl calls me daddy when I fuck her from behind, so that's close enough for me," Knox spat before hauling me out of my seat and leaving. *** Ever since Poppy Nicole was little, she's been a shy girl with a heart of pure gold. Her innocence is glaringly obvious and she has nothing but the best intentions for everyone on her mind. Everyone has always loved the sweet-minded girl. Knox Carmichael is Charleston, South Carolina's resident bad boy and infamous hell-raiser. He's been on a first-name basis with law enforcement since the young age of ten-years-old. Before his parents became fed up and sent him away to military school when he was fourteen, one of Knox's favorite pass times was taunting his one and only Poppy. Poppy's life was going great. Fantastic even. She was accepted into the local university aside her best friend - and Knox's little sister - Kiara and she couldn't wait to get a start on her nursing studies. But then life takes a turn for the worst as the devil himself shows up unannounced to their dorm just as the girls are unpacking their belongings. Poppy hopes that Knox has grown up and put an end to his torturous ways. If only she knew just how wrong she actually was. If only she knew he was back for one thing, and one thing only. To take what is, and always has been, rightfully his; Poppy. COPYRIGHT AuthorrUnknown ALL RIGHTS RESERVED **STORY WILL CONTAIN STRONG LANGUAGE, VIOLENCE, AND SEXUAL THEMES. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK** Hit 1 Million on 11/25/16, Highest Ranking: #1 in Drama Cover by Loutka

In a world where vampires feed from other vampires and males dominate females... there is but one precious thing left in their world which every vampire craves... A Mihr. Dohmenic is the Dralan - the King - of all vampires, and survives purely on clean blood; The blood of a Mihr, a virgin. Without a Dralaq, a Queen, he has to feed from Mihrs to ensure the continuation of his pure blood and the claim to the throne. But the times are dire; Mihrs are becoming rarer and rarer each day, and so the Dralan is slowly fading from bloodthirst. He desperately needs a Mihr to feed. Leyla is a Mihr. She is one of the few that is left in the world ruled by hungry, savage male vampires and she intends to stay that way. In hiding from the frenzied males, she ends up in the one place that should have been her only safe haven in the world; The Dralan's castle. Disguising herself as a Kischmir (a servant), she pretends she is but a mere commoner whose blood is not the purest kind in the kingdom. But when the Dralan nearly dies from cruel thirst, her blood is all that can save him. To be a Mihr means you can't be bedded by a male, otherwise your blood will be tainted. But as things grow heated between the Dralan and Leyla, will Dohmenic be able to keep his hands off her? After all, we always want what we can't have...

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m a n i a - obsessive love ; experience great emotional highs and lows ; very possessive and often jealous lovers Collette, the most peculiar of runaways. She names the objects she's fond of, she hums songs that she spent weeks memorizing as they played on the radio, and her hands shake when she flips through countless books. She could never figure out how to hold a knife properly. She was awfully strange. He was the most terrifying of souls. With hair that curled in many directions at every hour of the day , soft-spoken lips and a furious mind, and the way he awkwardly glanced away when she stared back for too long. His hands could so easily snap her in half. He was awfully obsessed. "The problem with the human mind is that we so desperately want something that we will create an illusion to achieve it. It leads us to our capture. It leads us to our grave."

All Callie ever wished for was to be loved. Growing up with distant parents and battling with insecurities, she never thought her wishes would soon come true. After an encounter with her at a cafe, the handsome, captivating, and wealthy Lucas never imagined he would fall madlessly in love with her. ~•~•~•~•~• "We can't do this, Lucas." She said backing away from my touch. "What." I said calmly with a clenched jaw. "I think we shouldn't see each other anymore, I'm not the one for you." She said as her eyes started to water. "Bullshit! You are everything I want, everything I need !" I shouted, slamming my fist on my desk. She just stood still quietly, tears streaming down. I engulfed her into my arms, and caressed her silky hair. In a soft voice, I said, "Ma fleur, tu es parfaite pour moi. Mon amour pour toi durera une éternité." ♡

Jania Peterson, 29, is the definition of what we call a, "Self-Made" woman. Everything she owns and directs today all started with her, and she did it all on her own. She worked from the ground up, with only a couple of hundreds in her pocket and built herself an empire. Growing up she had a vision and she made sure to accomplish every goal and to defeat every obstacle that came her way to get where she is today. Now known as a popular late night talk-show host, Jania, was gifted with the fame and riches all around the world and at this point in her world many people believed she was living her best life and had everything she ever wanted. Sadly, one thing Jania didn't have was love, and a family. She was successful, rich and had the life she always wanted but the one thing missing in her book of goals was that feeling of security and unconditional love from a man and she was willing to do whatever to get it. But, due to some unexpected circumstances .. Jania finds herself in the middle of a situation that could either leave her in heart break or leave her with that feeling she has always wanted. - DeAundre Sanders, 23, is an up and coming wide-reciever rookie for the Los Angeles Badgers on the rise. Fresh out of college ready to start his new journey as the number one draft pick, DeAundre finally gets to see what the life he always dreamed of having is all about. He got a small taste of what was to come during his college days, with the women, money, and fame but being in the NFL was a whole different ball game and mentally DeAundre wasn't ready. A curveball is going to come his way and could possibly end everything he worked hard for in a blink of an eye, but it all could be saved by a simple decision he will have to make.

(Book 3 of The Neverlasting Series) After their disappearing act, Jewelle and Justice are tested to see just how strong their relationship is. To some, this may be an easy task but finding comfort in their new lifestyle Jewelle finds it harder than normal... especially when new people are coming into the picture. Will the basic acts of betrayal destroy relationships that were once unbounded?