I don't have a lot of friends for a reason and this is Exactly why 🤦🏽‍♀️

- ᴀ ʙᴡᴀᴍ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ɪ'ʟʟ ᴄᴀʀᴠᴇ ᴍʏꜱᴇʟꜰ ɪɴꜱɪᴅᴇ ʏᴏᴜ, ꜱᴏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪ'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ'ʟʟ ᴄʀᴀᴠᴇ. ɪ'ʟʟ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʏᴇᴀʀɴɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍᴇ, ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴜꜱʙᴀɴᴅ ᴡɪʟʟ ɴᴏ ʟᴏɴɢᴇʀ ʙᴇ ᴀʙʟᴇ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴀᴛɪꜱꜰʏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴜʀɴɪɴɢ ᴅᴇꜱɪʀᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘᴜꜱꜱʏ ᴀᴄʜᴇꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍᴇ." ʜᴇ ᴘʀᴏᴍɪꜱᴇᴅ. "ʙᴏʟᴅ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ʜᴀɴᴅʟᴇ ᴍᴇ" ꜱʜᴇ ʀᴇᴘʟɪᴇᴅ. ɪɴ ᴀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛʙᴇᴀᴛ, ʜᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴀɢᴀɪɴꜱᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʟʟ, ʜɪꜱ ʜᴀɴᴅ ᴡʀᴀᴘᴘᴇᴅ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴛʜʀᴏᴀᴛ. ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ᴘᴏꜱꜱᴇꜱꜱɪᴠᴇ ɢʀɪᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ʜᴜɴɢᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʙᴜʀɴᴇᴅ, ʜᴇ ᴄʀᴀꜱʜᴇᴅ ʜɪꜱ ʟɪᴘꜱ ᴏɴᴛᴏ ʜᴇʀꜱ, ᴛᴀꜱᴛɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇꜱꜱᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴏꜰ ʜᴇʀ ᴅᴇꜰɪᴀɴᴄᴇ.

⚠️ Trigger Warnings: Racism, bullying, manipulation, toxic relationship, possessiveness, obsession, emotional abuse, violence, parental death, gaslighting. Abuse When seventeen-year-old Naomi moves to Korea, she dreams of a fresh start-but instead finds herself lost in a place where she doesn't belong. Bullied for being different, silenced by a language she can't fully speak, and weighed down by loneliness, Naomi feels like she's drowning in the shadows. Then she meets Park Jimin. With his warmth, charm, and protectiveness, Jimin feels like the light Naomi has been searching for. He makes her feel seen, cherished, and safe. But love can be deceiving. The closer Naomi gets to Jimin, the more she realizes his affection hides something far darker. His smiles mask obsession. His touch conceals control. When her parents suddenly die, Jimin is there to hold her together-but he may also be the one tearing her life apart. "He saved me from my loneliness. But what if he's the one I need saving from?" Read the story to see ~P.S this is a AMBW story imma try my best~

Amora Jones is the perfect daughter, perfect student, perfect Christian girl soft voice, straight A's, skirts past the knee. A life planned out for her before she was even born. Siena Reyes is everything she's not. New girl. Party girl. Pretty, reckless, and unapologetic. The type of girl Amora was raised to avoid... and the type she can't stop looking at. Enemies. Partners. Opposites. Enemies with benefits... Forced together in class, at church, and everywhere Amora wishes Siena didn't exist.

What once seemed to be a loving relationship soon turns deadly

Don't go build a life without me, cause you're mine still. A Rihyoncé story

Everything has a price. Even love. Billionaire heir Taeyong Lee built his empire on control-until his family threatens to take it all away. To protect everything he's built, he needs an heir. No love. No attachments. Just a deal. Imani Blake is brilliant, grounded, and nothing like the women in his world. But when she's drawn into his proposition, their arrangement blurs into something neither of them can contain. One offer. One secret. One temptation that could cost them everything. ✨ Highest Rankings:✨ #1 Drama | #1 Black Woman | #2 Asian | #5 Interracial ➡️ 18+ Recommended. Content warnings included where appropriate. Check out their journey in song or search VibesWithLex on Spotify ⬇️ https://open.spotify.com/playlist/4nLnWmdrh1h0eIQPyMODGy?si=85rqigJaSuqdOjz0MllNmw&pi=K8pYiQsERoW0O Book trailer on my YT: https://youtube.com/shorts/veEQalXqX6o?feature=share

She's a stripper trying to make it in the fashion world...will she have enough creditably behind her name to actually make a name? All while trying to remain independent, and be a submissive to an overprotective, high maintenance dominant? Find out on Alesa's journey (uh-less-uh) *I DONT OWN ANY OF THE PICTURES* ⚠️ MATURE AUDIENCE ONLY ⚠️

Aamani Lalowa was born in the shadows of New Orleans. A gorgeous woman who fought her way out of violence and abandonment to become one of Manhattan's most promising prosecutors. Archie "Archibald" Walker was born into New York power. Old money, elite education, and a reputation as the city's most feared criminal defense attorney. Charming in public. Psychologically unhinged in private. A master manipulator. Their lives collide in one of the most televised, nationally explosive cases New York has ever seen, and the clash sparks something far darker than rivalry. A dangerous attraction. Twisted interest. But only on one side. Because while Aamani tries to keep her distance, Archie becomes intensely-dangerously-obsessed. An infatuation that evolves into a dark romance with no intention of ever letting her go. Not in this life. Not in any. He is not a good man. And when Aamani realizes she has crossed her moral lines and fallen directly into his trap, she faces a truth far more terrifying than the case itself: Archie Walker doesn't want justice. He wants her. Completely. Possessively. In the most darkest primal way... Surviving him may cost her everything-even her life. • ᴀ ᴛᴀʟᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴀ ᴍᴀɴ ᴡʜᴏ ᴅᴏᴇꜱɴ'ᴛ ꜰᴀʟʟ ɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ-ʜᴇ ᴄʟᴀɪᴍꜱ, ᴄᴏɴꜱᴜᴍᴇꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴇꜱᴛʀᴏʏꜱ.

Wonho... Startled awake, I found myself instantly disoriented as a gentle exhale caressed my face, accompanied by a provocative moan that hung in the air. As my gaze met the strangers, I found myself captivated by the cascade of lustrous, ebony curls obscuring half of her face. Even in the dim light, her flawless caramel-brown complexion emanated a radiant glow, accentuated by her tantalizingly moist, full lips that held me spellbound. As I watched her, her lips glistened with a delicate pink hue, tempting me to lean in and taste their sweetness. Lost in my thoughts, I hesitated, unsure if I should surrender to the desire building within me. Meanwhile, my right hand, seemingly guided by its own desires, ventured beneath the cozy navy blue comforter, caressing something tender, warm, and inviting. A frustrated expletive escaped my lips as the fiery passion within me started to awaken, like a wild beast stirring from its slumber. "Leave this bed this instant, Wonho!" The rational voice inside me demanded, while the primal desires within screamed, "Stay and indulge our cravings." Summoning every ounce of self-control, I chose to ignore the primal urges. Before stepping out of the bed, I couldn't resist stealing a glance beneath the covers, anxious to confirm whether we were both exposed or still modestly dressed. A wave of relief washed over me as I realized we were both fully clothed. Gently extricating myself from the bed, I found myself captivated by the sight of her partially revealed, enticingly thick thigh. Temptation whispered in my ear, urging me to capture a snapshot of her alluring face with my phone, and against my better judgment, I succumbed to the impulse. After locking the hotel room behind me, I walked away, carrying the image of her beauty with me.