( 𝚗 ); 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚛 𝚞𝚗𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚎. - 𝙖 𝙡𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙤 𝙗𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙛𝙖𝙣𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣

Series of one shots. A mixture of whirlwind romance, with a pinch of sexy and sprinkle of culture. They're unedited, bear with me.

Alaysia goes to a party with her bestfriend but she has really bad anxiety so she finds an empty room on the second floor so she can take a break and be alone but it isn't empty... Just read, hopefully it will be worth it

𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 ♡

"James McGregor, CEO of McGregor industries, has passed away yesterday evening after a long battle with cancer. James McGregor, aged 63, was one of the-" Elizabeth shut the TV off, she couldn't bear to listen to this... She had been there when it happened, she did not need it to be repeated. Elizabeth Waverton had been Mr. McGregor's personal assistant for the last three years. During that time the two of them had gotten close. They became friends, as he was as a father to her. Ms. Waverton was seen by many as one of the best personal assistants that there was. Most didn't last long at the McGregor's, but Ms. Waverton did. She was known for making anything possible, having connections all over town and anywhere you can imagine. But now that her former boss and friend is dead the company will be taken over by James McGregor jr. the son of her boss. Elizabeth had never quite taken a liking to this man, but he however has taken an interest in her...

Promise Walker was sheltered, sweet, and way too innocent for the world Dave East ruled. She heals kids for a living. He breaks men for a living. They were never meant to meet- But when soft meets savage, nothing stays the same.

"I thought you wasn't a romantic" "I mean I do what I can" he shrugged standing there looking so damn fine. I stepped down my porch and went over to him and his Cadillac. He leaned off the car "Hi my name is August and I will be your date for tonight" making me blush a little. I took the bouquet of pink roses. "Thank you August" He opened the door for me and I got in. He shut the door and leaned down till we were face to face. "Buckle up baybeh. You in for a ride" Read for more.. Seoni's looking a 90's love in this generation. A good man is hard to find but Seoni was willing to wait for that one guy, and while not what she expected she may have fallen for a hood romantic guy.

𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 a new teacher walks into a classroom she prayed for, a mother watches her family shift beneath her feet, and a man with blood on his hands tries to keep them clean. until feelings get tangled, truths unravel, and love starts showing up in places it shouldn't.

Trapped by fear and bound by threats, Melody lives under He Yu's absolute control, her world shrinking behind wealth, watchful eyes, and a forced engagement. As trauma fractures her sense of self, she must learn how to survive inside the cage he built-while quietly searching for the one weakness that might finally set her free. This book is not a stand alone, you must read The Ballerina's Cage First

I cupped her face, planting a soft kiss on her beautiful lips. "Don't ever run from me, baby," I said softly, letting my thumb trace her jaw. "I love the chase." Her jaw tightened, her hands coming up to try and move mine. "Stop calling me baby, Ezra," she snapped, eyes flashing. I couldn't help but grin, dropping my voice to something low and dark. "Ohhh, now my baby has a problem with me calling her baby?" She shot me a glare, but I just tucked her hair behind her ear, pressing another kiss to her lips-gentler this time, lingering. "You don't get to tell me what to call you, baby." I leaned in closer, brushing my nose against hers. "You're whatever the fuck I call you."