Alejandro is a ruthless Mafia leader who is used to getting everything he wants and more. Chy is a strong black woman who doesn't take crap from anyone and anything. What happens when the two meet? *** "Oh wait I think I do remember you, we met at Toris party right? You were the one who had a big ass ego." She snaps her fingers as if the memory is coming back to her. "Yea, that's right. Now I remember, how many I help you?" She smiles. I step forward gripping her throat tightly. "It seems you need a reminded of just how big my ego is Bella." I lean in and roughly bite her bottom lip with my teeth pulling on it. I expect her to back up but she doesn't, she stands her ground. She steps closer to me pressing her throat into my grip. She is always full of surprises, she is so enticing. #8 in black woman 10/15/21 #4 in Bwwm 10/21/21 #2 in black girl 10/23/21 #2 in killing 01/07/2022

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.

Cole has just moved from Sydney, Australia to a small town in Chicago. He is determined to make the best of this transition and start a new life along with his newly divorced mother... All the while, Kennedy is determined to get through junior year with no obstacles and remain the perfect girl her family has carved her out to be... Everyone wants a taste of the new kid so Kennedy knows that she is just one of the many girls wanting what they can't have, but little does she know, he may only have eyes for her.... (Story is in Kennedy and Coles POVs ) (interracial)

"Laura please, I'm so sorry!" "That's all you ever do, apologize. I'm done Paul. I'm sorry I wasn't good enough for you." Paul grabbed her on the verge of tears, he knelt down and caressed her stomach. "Baby please, don't go. I love you so much."

Talia and Drew start off as friends then they end up being something they never excepted. Will it last or Will they be another toxic temporally relationship ?

Maria needs a new start. When she moves to a small country town to start over will the people like her, or will they want to be in her business. Will she find love or will he run away? Will her past catch up with her?

'...The birds chirped as we sat in the shade. The cars sounds a far away sound. I looked at Michael, like really looked at him. I knew why I fell for him. I knew what I saw in him. Even if Katerina didn't and Sade hated him I still fell for him and I don't regret a single bit of it. He was perfect to me. The intellect, how athletic he was, the way he laughed, his smile. I fell for all of it and not just for the sake that he was Michael, one of the populars and one of the best party throwers, but because I saw the beauty in him...' Junior year, the year Keyisha fell for the popular Michael Lewis. She was a nobody, while everyone wanted to be his friend. Michael was the out there, attractive, best party thrower there was and Keyisha was just her with her simple small group of friends. Who would've thought anything would happen, but would they ever be more?

It's Sophomore year, only there more years than I'm out of this hellhole called Eastern Shore High. The name is Blue Taylor (yes, that's my name), I'll be sixteen in three more months, yay for me NOT!!! I don't care for my age, cause the older I am, the more pressure on me to find my so call mate. Oh yes, did I mention I'm a werewolf, yeah I'm part of the Lakewood Pack with the soon to be Alpha, Jamie Black. I hate him with a burning passion... AND his beta Tyler Grayson. They all can kiss my black a$$

{Interracial} & {Completed} ~Book one~ Veronica Carter is an easygoing girl. She has two best friends who have her back, a boyfriend she loves a lot, and a lot of hair. All a black girl could want in high school. And then an idiot strolls into her life. Enter, Chris DeVito, the tall, annoying guy she's paired with in class. He's the opposite of short Veronica. It doesn't help that he's irritating beyond belief with a gross sense of entitlement. Or so Veronica thinks.

Who was this girl? She had an average body shape, average life, but a not so average way of living day to day. She hoped and begged that one day she'd be able to fall in love with a boy who seen her for her inner beauty. But what happens when she does meet this boy? Will he pressure her, or add momentum in her life? Will she fall? How be manipulated by people around her? Join on this journey of 16 year-old Naya Brown as she faces bullying, love, pressure, and most importantly, temptations. *This story's [some] locations, characters, and names are all fiction. Pictures I own no rights to, they are used to portray characters.*