Yearning for that dominance, that need to take charge, I shoved his tongue out of my mouth and inserted mines into his. He gripped my ass firmly. He groaned against my mouth, enjoying me as I struggled to take control of him. I pulled away. Reaching for the little clasp on my bra, I licked my lips seductively as I unclasped it. I slowly teased him, hiding my breast with the little material. Anxious, and hungry, he snatched it away, exposing my full breast to him. This is happening? ..... (Werewolf genre) (Contains sexually explicit scenes/language.)

𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦. 𝐇𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐫. ★ ★ ★ 𝐖 𝐀 𝐍 𝐓 𝐈 𝐍 𝐆 𝐇 𝐄 𝐑 ❝ 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮.❞ 𝐒 𝐓 𝐀 𝐑 𝐓 𝐄 𝐃: April 28, 2018 𝐂 𝐎 𝐌 𝐏 𝐋 𝐄 𝐓 𝐄 𝐃: - Nøt edited. ©This story belongs to me, radiantbrown, meaning this story is mine and legal action will be taken if you decide to claim it as your own. I døn't own these pictures or any media used.

Who would've thought I'd fall for the bad boy...definitely not me. A story of lust, love, and passion.

*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.

'Hello my precious Paisley,' I greet maliciously. She looks startled and quickly averts her eyes to the ground. 'Oh sweetheart, are you seriously gonna eat that? Look at yourself. You're big enough,' I say, referring to her weight. Paise frowns at the ground before throwing her muffin into a nearby trashcan. I see a tear roll down her left cheek. 'Are you crying now? How adorable,' I say, taking a step closer. 'Those were compliments, I haven't even started yet, sweetheart.' Paise quickly wipes her eyes with the back of her black, chubby hand. 'Please. L-leave m-me alone,' she stutters. 'Please.' ____________________________________________ Can a bully and its victim find love? Read the ultimate story about how opposites do attract. "Hiatus"

"I am so sorry I'm late." My red woolly hair flopped onto my face and I huff, throwing my bag on the chair to put it up. I haven't noticed the prisoner yet as I pull down my black pencil skirt that stuck to my hips a little too tight due to the shrinkage in the washing machine. "This. . . is my therapist?" A deep mocking voice came and I cleared my throat, finally meeting the seemingly Black eyes of Prisoner 409. My breath catches in my throat as a slow smirk grazes his face. The handcuffs remained stuck to his hand as he slowly rubbed his bare chin. "Behave 4-0-9" The prison guard slapped the table before leaving and I was still frozen. "Why wouldn't I? Chocolate just happens to be my favorite flavor."

"If I asked you to name everything that you love, just how long will it take for you to name yourself? " His words made my knees weaken, my breathing faltered "That's the thing Liam, how can I? How can a girl who will never be good enough love herself? I questioned as my back hit the wall "Ah, see that is where you're wrong love, how can a girl like you not love yourself? ~~~~~ Two Tainted hearts Two different people Two different stories Too many haunting secrets

Kiera Michaels is a black sixteen year old player. Everything has been going her way. Up until now. She has suffered through the tragic death of her parents. Their death has pained her so much so that she ran away. Within the first night of her runaway, she is kidnapped. But she is not alone. Cyrus Preston is with her. Cyrus is unlike all the guys she has ever met. Despite the racial difference she seems at peace with him. He's been with the crazy lady, that took them both, since he was seven. Cyrus's body went through some changes and he is confused. He is even more confused when he becomes extremely attracted towards Kiera. What will he do know? What will she do? Can they find a way out? Will Kiera and Cyrus become more than just friends? Will it all end in blood or love?

Kylen Amato was psychotic. It was the only word that could describe it. He enjoyed the feel of taking someone's life and he he didn't need a reason to do it. He didn't give a damn about anything or anybody but his siblings. That changed on a night out with his siblings. It was the first time he had laid eyes on his doll. He wanted to own her, possess her and he was going to do just that. He took what he wanted, no questions asked and she would be no exception. His only word for her was, Mine. Sutton Cross was a technical genius. She graduated college at the age of nineteen and went into business with her best friend, who was more like her sister. She was quiet and shy, finding it hard to talk to and trust people. However, one faithful night after celebrating a completed job, she comes across a young man that roused something inside of her. Making her want to talk to him, trust him. Even if his eyes told her that he was beyond trouble. ~~~ "K-Kylen." Sutton stuttered out as he picked her up and placed her back against the wall. "Sshh, Doll. It's okay." She wanted to believe him, but the last boy she had believed had stripped her of her virtue because he wanted to be able to say he was the one who had done it. Kylen could see the fear in her eyes and for the first time he actually cared how someone outside of his siblings felt. He leaned in and kissed her lips. "I'm not that fuck boy, Sutton." He told her. "I'll be here when you wake up in the morning." He promised her. "I-In t-the morning?" Sutton questioned confused since it was only six in the evening. "The morning." Kylen confirmed with a smirk. "Because Daddy's about to fuck you to sleep." He told her before slowly sliding into her.