|EDITED| I should've left. I knew I should've turned the hell around. Shut the door. Pretended I didn't see a damn thing. But I didn't. I stood there, frozen. Mesmerized. Cursed. She let the towel fall away. My breath caught when her breasts spilled free-round, medium-sized, her nipples already stiff. She palmed them, moaning low in her throat, her hips shifting against her fingers. Her waist was so damn small, and those thighs... Fuck. Those thick thighs spread wide, holding nothing back. Her clit swollen, her moans growing louder, filling every inch of space in the house. And all I could think was I want to be the one making her sound like that. I wanted to drop to my knees. Slide my mouth up her thighs. Bury my face in that sweet pussy until she screamed my name. God, she was so beautiful, so uninhibited. So fucking close. Amina and Mason have been friends forever. But not even forever prepares them for this. They've shared everything-secrets, laughs, and late-night talks-but never touched the spark simmering just beneath the surface. So when they decide to explore their sexual chemistry under a strict set of rules, it's supposed to be simple. No drama. No emotions. Just heat. But rules don't stand a chance when the lines blur between friendship and something far more dangerous. Because once they cross that line... there's no going back This book was inspired by the song. (That Way by Tate McRae ) !!WARNING!! THIS BOOK CONTAINS A LOT OF DETAILED SEXUAL CONTENT|

🖤 ONGOING STORY 🖤 🔪 Dark Romance | Mature Themes 🕯️ Updates Weekly ‼️ TRIGGER WARNING ‼️ This story contains dark and sensitive content. Please read with caution. Themes include: ⚠️ Childhood abuse ⚠️ Sexual assault (SA) ⚠️ Domestic violence / abuse ⚠️ Graphic torture & violence ⚠️ Suicidal thoughts / ideation ⚠️ Possessive behavior & light stalking This is not a love story for the faint of heart. It's about survival, obsession, and what happens when the only person who ever protected you... becomes the only one who can destroy you. 🩸 Read responsibly. Take breaks if you need to. 🩸 Solana Beaulieu has learned how to stay quiet. It's how she's survived-keeping her head down, hiding the bruises, and pretending everything is fine. The world only sees what she allows them to see. And no one asks questions... until he shows up. Cassien Donatello was the boy who once protected her in silence. Now he's a man-colder, more dangerous, and unwilling to walk away this time. When fate places Solana back in his path, Cassien refuses to look the other way. He's seen too much. And he knows the truth: the man in her life is a monster who doesn't deserve to keep breathing. But Solana isn't the broken girl he remembers. And Cassien is no hero. Dark, obsessive, and unflinchingly loyal, Cassien will burn down the world to protect her. Even if she's too afraid to ask for his help. Even if she tells him to leave. In a world where pain has always been louder than love, Solana will have to decide who she can trust-and what it really means to be safe.

I looked down at my freshly painted acrylic nails. My heart was racing and my palms were sweating. Although I was having a good time. It was time for me to get out with it. I needed to just spit it out. It's a question that's been lingering in my mind all night. It may ruin the night, but for the sake of my sanity I needed to ask Barron. Here goes nothing. "Barron, can I ask you a question?" I said as I twiddled my fingers together nervously. He nodded his head giving me his full attention. "What are we doing?" I asked softly. Barron rested his elbow on the table and shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know, I guess we are hanging out." He answered with no emotion. "Hanging out? You taking me to all these places is just us hanging out?" I said a little taken back. I was not prepared for that reply. I should have known. Have I been reading into this all wrong? ➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖ Farrah is single for the first time in her life and is maneuvering through life. She is finding out her likes and dislikes and shaping into her own person. With her group of friends, she is having fun, partying and having sex... a lot of it. For the first time she is truly happy. When she lands a job of a lifetime she cannot keep her eyes off of her hot boss Barron Lopez. Barron Lopez is a quiet man who is straddling the fence of being a workaholic. He has worked his company from the ground up and is now very successful. Everything is running smoothly until Farrah is hired as one of his employees. Barron struggles with crossing the line with Farrah but he cannot stop thinking about her. ➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖ *Mature Audience Only* Published ~ August 15th 2022 Complete ~ February 4th 2023

𝑀𝐴𝑇𝑈𝑅𝐸 𝐶𝑂𝑁𝑇𝐸𝑁𝑇! 𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑛𝑜 𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑡 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑠 𝑜𝑏𝑠𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛. He is obsessed with me.. Will Alheri find love out of one's obsession or will his possessiveness run her away? Rowan Salvatore is a well known Don he runs businesses, gangs And a Mafia, he has never been obsessed before or in love but it all suddenly changed when he saw 𝐴𝑙ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑖 𝑆𝑚𝑖𝑡ℎ. "𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙗𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝘼𝙡𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙞 𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩"

"Well, well, well. Who do we got here?" An annoying voice mocked me. I clenched my teeth and faced him with a glare, while his eyes raked my whole body. Again. He stopped in my thighs, his eyes widening a little. I couldn't help but pity myself. Surely he's never seen legs like mine, with his sex crimes he's probably used to seeing long, thin, sexy legs, while mine are short, strong, but stubby. "What do you want?" I snarled. His eyes came back to mine, and he smirked."Chill ThunderThighs." I gave him a mean look, is he seriously insulting me right now ? ☆☆☆☆ Disclaimer:I'm still editing the first few chapters but i promise you it gets better:)

He's ruthless, mean, arrogant, and lonely. Would it change or will he stay the same Cold-Hearted Cowboy.

Blake Myers was supposed to be a lawyer, not a stripper. But when every door slammed in her face and debt doubled, she found herself dancing at Play Bunnies Den. One rule. No falling for the clients. Then Roman Ferrari walked in. Powerful. Cold. Death wrapped in a tailored suit. Roman doesn't chase women, he owns them. But when Blake dances for him, something cracks. She's fire he can't control, temptation he can't ignore. One dance turns into a dangerous obsession. One night drags her into his world of blood, secrets, and sin. Now, Roman's willing to burn his empire to keep her. And Blake's about to learn that falling for a man like him doesn't just break hearts, it changes everything. *Mature and Violent content!*

1. A Different Kind Of Love 2. Another Kind Of Love Jade had a plan. Undergrad then grad school and then criminal law. Nothing was going to mess that up. Not even one weekend to let her hair down before she finally sees her dreams realized. She lets her best friend Meg drag her to Cabo where she meets two sexy men and indulges in a night fueled by lust. Five years later and that lust is still there when they come face to face again. Could the close proximity turn their lust into love? Can Jade give up everything she's ever known for a relationship that shouldn't make sense but does?

~~~ . . He let my hand go and cupped the side of my neck sinking his fingers up the back of my neck. I sighed leaning my head a bit back, before feeling my body shiver when used his thumb to run over my jawline. How did we end up here? We stared at each other for a sec, his eyes dropped to my lips then come back to my eyes. I slid my hands up his arms because they had no where else to go. I turned away from him, just for his hand that was on my hip to grab me by my cheeks. "You're drunk," I mumbled looking literally anywhere else but Mathias. "I am not," he moved his head to be in my eye view "Drunk," and just ended up pressing his forehead on mine, dropping the hand on my cheeks back to my hip. I closed my eyes tightly cause I couldn't look this man in the eyes for shit- The fact his hands were on me made it feel unreal, like it was another wet dream I was having of my boss. When his hands hadn't moved and nothing was said as if he was thinking of something to do. I opened eyes just as his head dipped into my neck, I swear I felt like melting on the floor right then and there. "Wait..."

#1 in Africa #1 in Latin #1 in Possessive "I'm very sure I'm allowed to fuck who so ever I want to fuck" I yelled at him, unaware of how close we were "No Cara, you only get to fuck me, I own you and this sweet pussy of yours" he said, sliding his fingers into my pussy. All this started because of that stupid threesome I agreed to. Sewa has been alone for most of her life, not because she couldn't have friends, no, she just enjoyed her own company and she loved peace and quiet. It lasted for a while until she came across the greatest disturbance Antonio Rivera, an Italian womanizer who took to liking her and her body. She can't seem to get him out of her mind after their first meeting and likewise. The man started to grow a strong sexual desire towards her until it became something more, something he dreaded. Okay this shit is getting too long. I hope you enjoy it really.