Stacy, born and raised in the ghetto by her hardworking uncle, is a noble Christian girl who had one fantasy that she intended to fulfill no matter what it took. She had always wanted to feel what it felt like to be with a 'bad man' her body ached to be roughed up by one. In fact, several nights she falls asleep with her imagination running wild as she imagined being commanded and fucked vigorously by one. It appeared that the universe was working in her favor for one day she was approached by the community's most feared, Tafari, and her life was never the same again. Can Stacy melt the ice from his heart? Or will she regret ever placing eyes on him? As a Pantser I am excited to see where this story will go. Let's unravel this one together guys. HAPPY READING!!!

Fourth book of the Valentino and DeLuca Nixon and his mysterious woman. This whole book while be a mystery until you read it

***A JAMAICAN ROMANCE NOVEL**** Giovanni, The Biggest Jamaican Crime Lord and Zeniyah, The Daughter of a Billionaire, who died with a promise to Giovanni's parents. A promise that would change both their lives. Marriage. Click '+' to find out more about Giovanni and Zeniyah's story.

Running from hell isnʼt easy. Especially when someoneʼs dragging you back down into it. Belligerent, brash and always in shades of black, Freya is hardly a lady. Hidden away by her father, sheʼs lived a normal life despite being born into the dark waters of New Yorkʼs underworld. Heʼs cold, cruel and calculating, with a proclivity for destruction. Feared by even Made Men, Torren is the boss of the stateʼs most leachorous crime syndicate. Freya hates his crudity and possessiveness, but she canʼt deny the way her breath hitches at his rough touch, the deep timbre of his voice, and his dark, heated gaze. Torren hates her disobedience, her recklessness, and her chaos. To him, sheʼs only something to be tamed. And after he slips a ring on her hand, snatching away her future, she makes only one vow---to become his biggest torment.

Shanya and Alex are undoubtedly in love with each other but secrets threaten to break them apart. Is love enough to keep them together or will they just go their separate ways? NB: You must read book 1 and book 2 before reading this book.

"I don't fear darkness. I am the darkness." Being the leader of the largest Mafia group in USA, Ruslan Searlus is a man to be petrified of. Everyone run away from him; wishes to never cross his path. Everyone's terrified of him, everyone but Alfresca Leonard, a homeless woman who comes knocking at his door begging him to save her life. He's a heartless monster while she has the purest of hearts. When these two clashes, sparks arises and so does other issues. __________________________________________ "I was just curious." Lifting his hand, he gripped my jaw in between his fingers firmly and tilted my head upwards. His voice turned low. "Then tame your curiosity, Alfresca or I wouldn't mind taming it myself." And he brushed his thumb against my lower lip.

He began walking over to me. This is it. I'm dead. I saw his shoes come into my view as I was looking down, hair covering my face. "Look at me." He growled out. I started to cry, too afraid to look. He grasped my chin and lifted my face to meet his. I mentally gasped. It's the guy from last night. His eyes held surprise too, before anger erupted in them. I cowered back in fear of what he might do. "Who did this to your face?" He growled. I started to cry again and shake. "Him." I whispered and gave a small nod toward the guy who hit me.

"Are you wet for me baby doll?" his whisper feathering my ear, while I could imagine the smirk on his lips. My eyes were shut, the more he teased me the more turned on I was. Stroking my inner thigh delicately with the tips of his fingers wasn't helping either. Sending a spark up my spine tingling my nerve endings in my entire body. What is going on with me? *THIS IS FOR MATURE READERS AS IS CONTAINS SEXUAL CONTENT AND STRONG LANGUAGE* *I do not own the rights to the cover photo* Alex Thompson has always been at the top of the food chain when it comes to intelligence, it has been both a gift and a curse for her. She has been away in UCLA studying and she soon finds out her boyfriend has been cheating on her, by catching him in the act. Her older sister's wedding is coming up in the end of summer so she has to go to her second home for thanksgiving in Savannah, Georgia to help her sister plan. While returning to her Savannah home on the beach, she knows the Carter family will be in attendance, their families have been close ever since she was nine. Alex is two years younger than her older brother Kyle, but she was put in the same year as him because she was academically gifted, being the youngest gives her a lot of protection. Kyle best friend with one of the Carter boys, Knox, who grew to be NFL football player and an extremely handsome sex god, and boy does he know it. All his life he has played football, and being a professional footballer has his benefits... especially with the females. He is known for being one of the best players both on and off the field, never sticking to the same girl. Alex and Knox have despised each other for years, but when they meet each other again in Savannah will their feelings have changed for each other?

{A Dark Mafia Romance} It is a man's world... but it would be nothing without a woman or a girl. -James Brown ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "What do you want then, Emiliano?" I used his first name this time and I swear I saw the fire in his eyes reviving as that smirk only got wider at the sound of it. Taking his hands out of his pockets, he rested them on the edge of the desk leaning closer to me. "What do you want from my empire that would suffice to please you?" I repeated, my voice dripping with hidden threats, warning him not to take it too far as he enjoyed doing. "You." He replied quickly as if the word was standing all this time on the tip of his tongue. My men heads turned, interpreting the meaning of it as a threat but it was everything but that and I cursed under my breath wishing it wasn't.