The next I see is her friend standing and her also as she wipes her tears. She sniffs, and her eyes make contact with mine. Widening as mine do and she almost stops walking. I can hear her clear her throat as she hesitantly looks away, but not before turning back to look at me as she goes through those glass doors. × × × Kehlani is a magnet to heartache. Having only three boyfriends in her life, 2 out of the three cheated on her, and the other left her stating his no longer tasteful feelings. Draco is enticed by the beauty, the day he sees her sitting in the booth, but Kehlani's afraid, but wouldn't you be after all the constant, Heart burns?

Book two of A L A N A You don't necessarily have to read the first book to understand this one. Some parts would just make more sense. Tainted with a history full of pain, Alana ends up striving for greatness, the twenty three year old left the past in well.... the past. She successfully owns one of the biggest pastry shops in her city and right now she doesn't need love. Or that's what she thinks. But when a new customer decides to show up in the form of a handsome male, she's not so sure what she wants.

𝙄𝙣𝙛𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 could begin from a single touch. --- (CURRENTLY EDITING NOVEL) After the death of Ambrosia Hill's grandmother, Josephine Hill, Ambrosia joins her family and relatives at the deceased woman's house to mourn their loss, accompanied by a lawyer and her son. Ambrosia and her sister question the cause of their grandmother's death and come to the conclusion that she was in fact murdered. Now she must uncover the dark secrets of her grandmother, but what will happen when Ambrosia falls in love with the young man whose mind is so very ill? - - - WARNING: Themes and chapters in this book may be unsuitable and disturbing for some readers. Such as murder, suggestive words, and descriptive events. Please read at your own risk. :)

follow as friday goes through a world of shit with her friends right by her side. hearts get broken, phones are stolen and graphic images are shared, people get shot and there's so much tears. the theme is forgiveness and friendship, with a dash of love. the world is ugly, but with the right people by your side, it can be okay. *purposely in common letters. - cover by @rosenoirwrites ! ❤️

Another interracial love story ,but not like every other story you've read... Read for more!! I loved the cute smile he always gave me,and the small glances we always gave each other during class.Or even the times he would accidentally touch me if I dropped something or we both reached to get something. "Dalia".I shyly looked up looking at those mesmerizing eyes I had started to fall head over heels for. "Yes,Issac?"I said looking into those beautiful, blue orbs. "You know you're one of the most prettiest and smartest girl I have ever seen right? He said grinning as we put his delicate hand on my cheek. I blushed saying,"No, but thank you Issac." Meet Dalia the average awkward black junior you'll see in every other class you have.Though Issac seems to not think so? His dazzling sea orbed eyes seem to trap her into this daze and becomes her favorite distraction as she tried to find out who she really is. Most characters and setting has to do with the tv show Teen Wolf. The main character and everything else was made by me.

"I want you forever, not just for tonight." - Xavier. Alexandria Reid's life is about to change drastically when she accidentally bumps into Mr. Billionaire, himself. Ever since their first encounter Xavier couldn't get his mind of the five foot seven, brown-haired, dark blue-eyed, brown-skinned beauty. She was different and he could tell. He will do anything to get her to feel the same way little did he know she already did. Mr. Billionaire "Mrs. Reins is in charge now." - Alexandria After Xavier proposed to Alexandria, the two continued to love each other more and more. But, not everything always goes well, especially since the truth about Cassie's miscarriage and the death of Xavier's family member comes out, they two begin to fall apart... and Trinity is loving every bit. Mrs. Billionaire (Not Edited, yet) March 2015-May 8, 2017 @ 2015 Nadirah Brown All Rights Reserved

Nani has liked Niall since they were children. When she confessed his love he didn't just turn her down he told her she was, "Pretty for a black girl." It hurt her as a child but her love for him never altered. As new love interest come along can he realize his true feelings for her? Or will his current and racially aggressive girlfriend blind him from his feelings? A/N This book makes no fucking sense and 5 years later I'm finally actually getting a chance to re-write it. I was 13 and just excited to publish a book. Also :// NEW BOOK RELEASED on my page go check it out!

Jennifer Hills, is your typical high school student: pretty good grades, pretty cool friends; an all around okay life. Only one problem: Her locker is right next to Danny Sommers' , Gracefield High's newest trouble maker. And when a class project draws them closer, their lives begin clashing leaving the rest up in the air. "Danny Sommers.: Type D student. -D as in Douchebag -D as in Dipshit. -D as in DISAPPROVED." I mumbled, scribbling angrily into my journal as the ink smeared across the paper.

Angelo owns a winery he's known all around the world for his wine women throw themselves at him; because of his good looks and money. What happens when a beautiful girl named Crystal comes along? Will he fall for her or will he use her just like everyone else?

. . . . . While every other room was filled with your typical everyday school supplies, his was more of a play room than anything else. Like some kind of sex dungeon for those people with sex kinks would have. His hand lightly grasped my neck, as he applied light pressure. I was scared this was our last session, before he was going to drop me like the rest of his woman. I let my fingers trail down his torso, to the hem of boxers, wanting to go further than that. We were so close, I could smell his after aftershave. His jaw line that clinched whenever he was angry, making it much more entertaining in class. I was getting impatient with his slow pace, so I decided to make the first move. As soon as our lips connected, I could feel the guilt. But it was too late, all I could do now was enjoy, while it lasted. . .