[Edited Version ● Alternate Ending] "Colin? I feel so awful lying to you so I have to tell you what happened..today," Frankie blurted out, nervously cracking her knuckles as she stared at her boyfriend from one side of the living room. Colin's bright blue eyes danced. "What is it, sweetheart?" "I...I bumped into my ex-husband in the elevator today." "And?" Frankie exhaled. "And we had sex. In the elevator." There was an interminable silence before Colin smiled. "We'll work through this, honey. Don't worry." "Work through this?" she spluttered in disbelief. "How? How can we, when all I want is for him to do it again? And again, and again, and again, and..." She trailed off, sighing. It pained her to see Colin's hurt expression, but then again, it pained her to know that Konstantin had made her climax in that elevator more times than Colin had in their whole relationship... *cover by @hartlings*

𝕀 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕒 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕓𝕒𝕓𝕪,

Milan was the definition of sweet mixed with a little boujie. But she couldn't help it, her father was Kareem and her mother was Selena. This is the life of Milan Rose.

"Well bitch nobody told you to fuck with a pornstar!" She heard her best friend smartly say to her as they sat tied to two wooden chairs bound at their ankles and wrists. "The dick was good...we all drunk a lil dumb bitch juice for some good dick." She responded to her best friend in the same tone that she'd given her. "Good dick bout to be the reason we're dead."

- Single Mom Sage Collins isn't really one for romance, and after being asked to be her bestfriends maid of honor - her hopes of being married by the age of thirty disappear by the second. That is until Ansel Callahan, the groom's older, sexy, bestman sweeps into Sage's life with his dark past and secrets. As the duo gets closer Ansel unlocks a world of lust and sex that leaves her wanting more, but as obstacles, and ex's return will Sage, like her bestfriend, get her happily ever after? (2014)

*BOOK 2 in the Gang Life series. * (EDITING BUT COMPLETE) "Please! Don't!" My victim begs. I stare into their eyes and almost laugh. "Why?" I ask, almost nonchalantly. "Please, I never meant to hurt you" they cry. I chuckle. "Too late" I respond. "Way too fucking late" *********** Meet Leonado Micah Kwabena Santiago. Very quiet but very dangerous. He keeps to himself and only confides in his family. But what happens when some shocking news tears through the family, people decide to lie to each other and hearts keep getting broken? How will Leonardo cope, with being next in line to the family claim and a walking breathing target. Will he crack under the severe pressure? Or will he force through and be the strong leader that he needs to be.

Church boys know how to pray, but do they know how to beg? /// warning: contains mature content such as sexual activities, sacrilegious comments, swearing, and other trigger topics. read at your own risk.

Fuck your OTP. Obmila is life

What happens at camp stays at camp. // est. July 26th, 2014 - #1 in fanfiction [cover by lex]