"Mommy am I your child?" My mom looked down and chuckled at me. "Of course you are Theo." She said continuing to cut the vegetables that I hated. "Then why do we have different skin?" I blurted. I was five at the time and I didn't know any better. "Who said that?" She asked looking at me concerned. She knew I wouldn't have thought that on my own. I was always perfectly happy with everything. "This kid Matt. He said his mommy thinks you're weird because we're two different skins." I said coloring in my book. "Well don't listen to what people say. Love doesn't discriminate." She told me sternly. I took her advice. Highest rank: #6 in interracial #2 in interracial-romance # 3 in sexualthemes

She's black and bold. She doesn't accept trash from anybody. Not even from her boss. He is Henrik Wright. The CEO of Wright's corporations. A billionaire, every woman's dream man. Rich, intelligent, handsome, sexy, perfect abs. Every man wants to be him. But he is a monster. Has no regard for a human's feeling. What happens when Henrik meets Christy??? How do you think he would put up with somebody who challenges him every time?? Read to find out

America was just young and in love, so was James. Will all this running and hiding be worth it? If she's just going to forgive him. He just want to see his kids, and her. Will she let him?

Can love survive in even the cruelest of worlds? MATURE CONTENT: Contains sex, weapons and bad language. Sequel When Different Worlds Unite Top Ten Ranks: #1 in mob - 03/22/2021 #3 in Italian- 08/16/2019 #3 in interracial - 07/08/2019 #10 in action-romance - 04/16/2022 #1 in weapons - 05/06/2022 Started- January 12,2019

••^^"Meek......obedient.....naive....plain....emotional....docile....I guess she will do." I heard him utter to himself and I was lost as to what he meant by that. He reached inside on of the drawers to take out a file and pushed it my way. "I trust your feeble mind will be capable of memorizing everything in here by Monday. You, Miss Wilson, you are going to pretend to be my fiancée for a week. My driver will be over to pick you up on Sunday evening, that will be all. You can go now."^^••• He needed a pretend fiancée for a week to convince his grandfather to fully hand over all Adkins holdings to him. She was the perfect person to use to convince his grandfather he was family oriented and could commit not only to his work. What happens when the devilishly handsome Italian Yale Adkins-Benenati imposes his way on Santa Faye Wilson, a plain, naive, plus size and clumsy girl? Will sparks ignite and consume them both?

"I'm sorry Asia, but I will never accept you and I won't allow this relationship. You're too black and he is too white. End of discussion." The one line that changed Hunter and I's relationship forever.

After catching her on again off again boyfriend, Melvin, sleeping with the most promiscuous woman in Manhattan, Sapphire Jenkins calls the relationship off completely. She is wallowing in sorrow until she unexpectedly ends up in The Gentleman's Club -a club for the wealthy and successful men in Manhattan. It's not really her scene. Just a bunch of pompous, rich jerks and women trying to get their claws into them. And then Sapphire meets Giovanni DeLuca. Giovanni is a man of few words and he moves with an air of mystery. Giovanni is nothing like Melvin. He is quiet, reserved and has given up his old playboy ways since he lost his sight five years prior to their meeting. Before she knows it, her encounter with Giovanni will send Sapphire's world spiraling in ways she couldn't have possibly imagined even in her wildest dreams. Highest Rank: #4 in ChickLit Copyright©2017

A boy and a group of his friends take a vacation to Jamaica and he falls in love with an island girl

Hockey journalist Kiondra Harris and star hockey defenseman Branson Miller cannot stand each other's presence. Even worse, they work together. After a forced collaboration and a heated feud, the results leave them walking on thin ice.

Original Story (there's also a rewrite of this story) ---- Horrible secrets and tragic pasts, she was the smart girl in the back of class. Witty comments and silent thoughts, two people who's lives fell in fault. Quiet sobs and nightly hugs, neither really gave a fuck. Meaningful words and days of fun, the ultimate love. story: copyright two-thousand fourteen (unedited) adrianna moton poem: copyright two-thousand fifteen adrianna moton