Oakley's little sister getting engaged before her brings up all kinds of feelings - dissatisfaction being the star of the show. O can't help but long for some excitement in her straight-laced life, so when her sister, Layla, bets her to finally lose her virginity before Layla's wedding day it's an offer she can't refuse. There's only one problem - Oakley's as single as a dollar bill with no real prospects. Finding love would be great but with three months until the wedding, Oakley doesn't have the time, so she does what any logical woman would do - she hires an escort. What could possibly go wrong? *** My stories are intended for mature audiences. Age is just a number, but don't read if you can't handle it! ALL RIGHTS RESERVED!

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.

I struggled against the chains, ignoring the smell of my burning flesh. Crimson glanced at me and she had a lazy grin on her face. "Why are you smiling?" I breathed out. She shrugged, her own chains clanking. "Isn't this nice? Us two, together. No one to interrupt us. It's kind of like a date." She joked. I growled, not liking her sense of humor. "I hate you." "Likewise." • • • • In the pack region of the Midnight Watchers, the name Crimson Alexander puts fear in their hearts. Stories of the young woman is what keeps the pups in and the guards alert at night. She's the reason he has to find and kill her. Paxton Thornhill, deadliest and meanest Alpha and man of all time. He hates Crimson with everything in him even though he has not met her a day in his life. With the deaths of his pack members rising, the only way to stop it is to kill her. But what if Crimson is already two steps ahead of him? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Criticism is Welcomed ✌🏽 Cover is by: Me All Rights Reserved © 2018 Chayla Stewart #1 in Surprises as of 05/06/22, 01/27/23 #1 in bwwm as of 05/06/20, 01/15/23 #2 in werewolf as of 05/04/22 《MATURE CONTENT》

An amused ghost of a smirk etched itself onto the Don's lips. How could this brute still be laughing in prison, facing the death penalty? "I have been running the mafia for nine years, little girl. Don't you find it odd how your oh-so-mighty police force just now apprehended me?" His words were very low in pitch, and stained with an Italian accent. She narrowed her eyes, masking her fear and uncertainty with a hateful glare. "You RAN the mafia. And here you will get your retribution for your sins." Mia spat, clenching her hands into tight fists. How could one man be so arrogant? She almost jumped out of her skin when a guttural chuckle left the back of his throat. "Tesoro, I am sin." - HER, a police woman, with a soul of sugar and a strong sense of justice and equality. HIM, The Don, with a cold black hole for a heart and leaves death and destruction in his wake. Thing seem to be looking up when the infamous Mob boss Ambrogino De Benventi is apprehended, but things quickly run south as he seems to know a little too much about the young officer Mia Lawrence. He claims her father owes him, and she is forced to work with the murderous made man himself. But something tells her he won't stay in jail for long... An Italian-Russian war is coming. Bonds will be broken. Relationships tested and built. Who will Mia choose? After all. Blood is thicker than water. UPDATES EVERY FRIDAY!

Leon and Vicki were classmates back in high school. Leon was the popular kid while Vicki was the shy quiet girl that sits at the back of the class. Though she knew it was useless, Vicki had always had a crush on Leon. What she didn't know, was that he had always felt the same way. 10 years later, they meet again when Vicki applies to a Tech company. Read to find out what happens MATURE CONTENT!! 🔞 Highest Rankings #3 Boss 6~7~19 💃🎊 #8 Romance 7~7~19 #2 BWWM 7~17~19 #2 Jealous 9~9~19 🥳🥳 #1 BWWM 23~6~20 😱😁

Ebonie was just a young woman seeking companionship after failing at most of the important things in life. That had been her first mistake, not the failing part, but thinking she could successfully find a lover (husband hopeful). Now she was just young, maybe still a woman (depending on if one consider only human females to be women) , but she was diffidently something else now. But in pure Ebonie fashion, she was somehow even failing at being turned into a supernatural being. Great.

--COMPLETE--- There are whispers of a monster in the woods. What happens when said monster saves your life? TRIGGER WARNING FOR R*PE/ABUSE PLEASE IF THESE ARE SENSITIVE TOPICS FOR YOU READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

Harlow is a young woman now in college trying to get her bachelors degree in criminal justice. But obstacles have taken place making it harder for her to accomplish her dream. In a way her mother was her role model. But has Harlow followed in her mother's footsteps? Take a read!

Alaethia has spent a lifetime of luxury under her father's rule of the Persian Empire. When the city walls of her home are torn down by enemy clans she is sold by her father to ensure allies in battle. Betrothed to a man that has killed more men than the Devil himself, a favorable ally to have in war, but not in marriage. She is thrust into a world of fear and apprehension, where there are no people of her kind. In the commencement of the then small Roman Empire she finds that her color is a mark of surprise and curiosity for the people. Now Alaethia must fight to remain in control of her life, a man that vexes her every emotion, and as well prevent the destruction of all she has ever known.

"Riddle me this, do you beg every guy that kidnaps you to f*ck your brains out? Or just me?"