Be My Bad Boy Be My Man, Be My weekend lover( ha just kidding) but don't be my friend. (seriously, don't be my friend) Rosemary has a plan but she needs a bad boy for it. She can't let anyone ruin her plan, not even the bad boy himself. But what is the reason That Rosemary a young billionaire who is antisocial and an osteologist, Forensic anthropologist want with a Bad Boy? Well, there's a spooky reason behind it all, let's just say the world is never what it seems. Jamison wasn't expecting any of this, heck he just wanted to know why he was set up until Rosemary came and offer him, well more like force him into being her bad boy. But what's her reason? What could a young successful beautiful black woman want with a White boy who is seen as white trash? Read and find out BWWM -Rated & Ranking #209 Twist out of 620 stories #73 Homicide #73/189 #7 Deadpeople #7/20 #792 Conflict #792/1.5K :)

"Nothing can intervene a heart that knows what it wants." -quote from the book. Johannesburg, South Africa, 1976 during the darkest period in South African history. Where Race determines your lifestyle : black maids, caretakers and handymen are ill-paid to raise white children and tend to white houses, but from which their services are no longer needed after dark. eighteen-year-old Nolwazi Ndlovu, born in the township, Soweto, finds herself working in the city of gold (Johannesburg) to provide for her family. Just when she thought working for Mr and Mrs Muller had its own challenges, the sudden arrival of their son, Henri, makes for a rollercoaster of emotions and experiences. As Henri and Nolwazi fall deeply inlove, they soon begin to realize that following your heart has its own consequences. And when a Tragic uprising erupts in Nolwazi's hometown, their relationship is truly put to the test of time and loss.

Natalie was always prepared for everything. She managed a 3.8 gpa in school, tutored students on her time, and attended her dance class at night. And still manage to hangout with her friends. Some say genius. But nothing never prepared her for tutoring the rich,famously, superior badboy Isaiah Thompson. He on the other hand just never really cared about anything. He figured since he was already famous and wealthy and had all the girls, what more did he need? But that all changed when his parents threatened to take away all his money, cars, fame if he didn't get his act together. The pressure didn't really hit him until he met Natalie. She change everything about him as much as he hates to admit it. She made him think about his choices and the way he did things. Questioning himself how far would he go for at someone he really cared about? Do you think he can actually have feelings for Natalie? Does she feel the same vibe? Read more to find out...

I loved her, even if she never knew my name. She was my Ariel, and I know I am her Eric. No matter what she says. #1 in short story on 02/07/18 This beautiful cover was a gift from @Kmbell92! If you somehow haven't yet, please check her out!

Amora's life has never been easy but she never complained. Although it was only her mother and her that was all she ever needed to be happy and contented. When she lost the one person who has ever loved her her world seemed to have crumbled from beneath her feet. That is until one night of pleasure with a dark mysterious but sexy man changed her life forever. **Sexual content ⚠️Being edited ⚠️ ✨Highest Rank #6 in chicklit

Time was standing annoyingly still and I think I may have forgotten how to properly breathe. "Panda you have to come sit down pacing is not going to-" pushing my hand out I stopped him from saying anything. I stopped him from confirming the knowledge that there is nothing I can do to make this better. I pulled at my hair ripping a couple of strands out in the process. I hated the white walls and fluorescent lights that adorned this place. The squeaky sound that could be heard whenever anyone walked and right now I was causing a lot of squeaking. The strong smell of disinfectant burning my nose but none of it matter right now not any of it. "Where is he?" I heard the voice and my blood immediately started to boil. "You did this" was the last thing I said before I flew and was on top of his mom hitting her wildly. So much for not liking confrontation.

Jazmine is snatched into a world of supernaturals when she is kidnapped by her mate himself. But this mate of hers not only is a werewolf, but has Alpha blood who's possessive and radiates dominance. He snatches her into his world of howling, growling, animalistic beings that are feared by many. The question is...can she run from it?

Lizzy West is like any teenage african-american girl except she was adopted into a white family. When her family moves to an all white neighborhood, she has to deal with the disapproval of her skin color from others. From going through all she went through, her life seems to fill with obstacles that have surprising twists. She finds someone amazing that will make living there worthwhile. Stay tuned there is a sequel to this story! AN: this story is in the process of being edited!

His lust filled blue eyes, sexy pink lips, and blond curly hair daring me to run my fingers through. I loved everything about him every single thing and I had to have him.

Melanie was the quiet girl in the back of the coffee shop. The one everyone saw but never noticed. The girl with the burn mark that covered her right cheek. The girl that looking at her meant you were shallow because you only saw what made her so ugly. Melanie was the girl that wore huge scarves and hoodies to hide herself away from the world. The girl that gave herself daily pep talks to wander outside. The girl with a secret that she can’t stop running away from. Ethan was the fun loving, happy guy. The one everyone saw the one that everyone couldn’t help but notice. The one with the dimpled smile and perfectly combed hair. The guy that made girls swoon as he walked past. Ethan was the guy who never let life get him down. The guy who could make everyone laugh. The guy who noticed a shy girl in a coffee shop, wondering why she would wear a hoodie in the middle of July.