What would you do if you witnessed your crush murder someone? Sara has been in love with Vincenzo since she first met him, his casual disregard for everything around him was irresistible. On a mission to finally confess her feelings to him, she stumbled across an imaginable crime that he committed. - "I like you.. I like you a lot" I said shaking in fear as I stared into the gun burrow. The man chuckled darkly, for the first time since I met him. "Even now when you're inches from death." He asked. "E-Even now." I said, my lungs filling up with burning air as the gun is moved and pressed into my temple. "Then you're more of a psycho than I am."

The heavy smell of cigarette smoke couldn't even mask the metallic smell of aged blood beneath the floor boards. These were dangerous men. Boys with knives and painted skin.. ~ We laid in the darkened room letting the comfortable silence cover us. His tattooed hand lightly stroked the moist skin of my arm. Yuji was beautiful.. "I'm going to hell..." He said nonchalantly. My eyes danced along his strong jawline and shoulder length, tapered hair. Currents of silky, onyx hair. "I've touched such a pure soul with unclean hands..." He sat up, climbed to his feet and grabbed his silk robe from the door, concealing the Oni and blossoms that adorned his back. [Completed 02/27/20] *************************************************** Warning: This book is rated M for mature. This novel will include sexual situations, violence, and crude language. Let's try to be adults about this. If I catch you copying my book, I'll sue.

It was the summer of '93, and the weather was almost hotter than the location. But then again, what could be hotter than hell? The Ninth! Some would assume that the steam which rose from the broken sidewalks in front of the brick apartment building justified the neighbor hood's nickname, the Ninth Circle of Hell. The heat wave however, had nothing to do with why people associated Messalina projects with Dante's Inferno. No, that honor went to the infestation of dealers, crack heads, boosters, and hoes. Dope boys handled their business like it was legal, and everyone learned to look the other way. If they didn't learn, then they never got the chance to look again. Life in the ninth operated by the code of the wild, predators ate and prey got eaten. The drug dealers sat on the top of chain. Boosters, strippers and hoes fell somewhere in the middle, while the crack heads and the civilians clung to the last wrung. Everyone knew their assigned roles and no one ever deviated from the script. Cleopatra James, an unremarkable thirteen year old girl, understood better than anyone, her dictated place in the procession. But that didn't mean she accepted the role she'd been given to play.

Abused by him #1-abusivehusband (1/19/19) COMPLETED ° WARNING This is for mature audience only! This story contains abuse, some sex scenes, bad language, and etc. NOT MY COVER ‼️❕❗ Though this story is mine. Please don't steal my chapters of my writing.

Midnight; darkness that comes at night Cold blooded, ruthless, Mysterious, pure tattoos and muscle. They say once you receive a beautiful rose from Midnight it means your his muse, nobody wanted to be Midnights muse. He was physcopathic, dangerous, evil, and a beautiful disaster. And his eyes turned red when it hits Midnight?

Chauncey, Benjamin, and Liam are three of the most successful men in their respective fields, who also happen to be a rare form of mates. A werewolf, a vampire, and a demon chosen to be together for eternity, their life is thrown through a loop when they meet their fourth. Jordan is your average 17 year old girl growing up in a small town, well as average as a girl can be when she sees and speaks to dead people. Speaking to the dead in a small town is subject for ridicule by small minded people. As if Jordan's life couldn't get more complicated she finds out she belongs to three supernatural dominant men. Can Jordan accept this weird and new relationship or will she push them away to alleviate the ridicule? Follow along to find out about Jordan's freak show life. A/N: This is a black woman and white males foursome story that will depict such at some point in time. If that isn't for you then please do not read but do not leave rude comments. Highest rating: #95 in Paranormal 2/16/18 #2 in dead 4/7/19

What happens when a beautiful black girl who just lost her mother is kidnapped by not one not two but three handsome white guys WARNING DO NOT READ THE ENDING SUCKS AND I DIDNT EVEN FINISH TO BE HONEST

They're Ruthless They're Cold They're Feared They're Cursed They're The Stanislav Brothers And They Never Wanted A Mate ****Warning**** This is a dark romance. There will be bad language, abuse, and sexual content.

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"I hate you, I hate everything about you. You're no better then the devil." Tears flowed from her eyes like a rainy day. " You believe I'm the devil then so be it, the devil has a plan for you to be punished." Dragging her by the hair I forced her to look in my eyes. " I always get what i want and right now i want you" I guess the rumor is true for Lauren Rose. Being at the wrong place at the wrong time sure get you in a lot of trouble. Lauren Rose wanted to travel the world but little did she know that Alberto King own the world. The most famous Mafia gang leader. Now with a little bit of bad luck Lauren Rose was number 1 on his enemy list. #34 general fiction #1 in contest # 4 in dark romance #1 recommendation Copyright © 2022