Slut - Noun (derogatory) 1. ❝ A woman who has many casual sexual partners ❞ 2. ❝ A woman with low standards of cleanliness ❞ You know that Saffron is broken, empty and hollow inside but why? What was she doing in the girl's changing rooms late after school? What was Maverick and Daniel doing in the changing rooms late after school with her? Where was Cooper? Where was Fern? Why was Saffron being such a slut? *semi auto-biographical* #StopSlutShaming #ProjectNoMeansNo

❝ What do you think I should do Holland? Please tell me what to do? I plead desperately my mind reeling with anxiety. There's a long pause before she answers, I think you should kill him Sweden. I think you should kill Australia.❞ What happens when you have voice in your head and you have inexplicably named her Holland? She governs your life, dictates what you eat, how you dress, who you hang out and most importantly who you date? Well for Sweden this is a real reality as she cannot seem to get Holland out of her head. After breaking up with her one true love Australia due to Holland's impenetrable hatred towards him, she ends up going out with Japan who Holland hand picked for her. Don't get it wrong, Sweden loves Japan but not as much as she loves Australia. What happens when you suddenly want to break free of that voice that dictates your life especially the relationships with the ones you love? What happens when Holland deems the only way to make things better is to murder the one thing you love? What happens when you say no? What happens if you say yes? Trailer by the awesome @IAmChasingMavericks

"Look," he said sternly, his green eyes blazing with anger as he looked down at the small woman before him. The dark skin that covered her body made him want to reach out and lose himself completely in her beauty and those dark chocolate eyes weren't helping. He gave a frustrated sigh when she stared up at him with an innocence only she would have. "I don't like this anymore than you do, but for the time being you're going to have to stay with me, just until the chaos dies down." She crossed her perfectly toned arms across her small chest and frowned. "This isn't my fault," she huffed, "You lied to me. I - I didn't know you were famous!" - - - What was meant to be a simple one night stand just to show her friends that she wasn't always a goody two shoes ended up turning her life upside down thanks to a certain rockstar. But who said her life was perfect in the first place? Maybe this was what she needed to figure out who she really was. #18 in Chicklit 08/30/17 (I promise I love you guys) #15 in Chicklit 09/02/17 #14 in Chicklit 09/04/17 #12 in Chicklit 09/14/17 #9 in Chicklit 10/14/17 #5 in Chicklit 10/20/17 #175 in Romance 8/9/18 #130 in Romance 8/10/18 #24 in Romance 12/6/19

At age 25, Imani Forde doesn't quite know what to do when a house fire makes her lose everything that she has. She isn't sure how she will cope until she is offered a large amount of money in return for her taking on a job with the iciest human on earth. Handsome, intelligent and complicated are three words that can be used to describe Vincent Pellegrino. Son of multi millionaire Giovanni Pellegrino, taking over the family business is what is expected out of him. But expectations and reality prove to be two different things when it comes to Vincent. When their two worlds collide, an act of kindness begins a spiral of emotions for the both of them. THIS IS IN AN INTERRACIAL BW/WM. I AM SIMPLY MAKING YOU AWARE SO THAT YOU KNOW. IF RACE REALLY PLAYS A BIG PART IN YOUR ENJOYMENT THEN I'M SORRY GUYS, YOU PROBABLY WON'T LIKE IT. :D Happy Reading.

This is a story of the power of forgiveness, not only of others but of yourself. The power of love between spouses and the love God has for us. A love so strong it has stood the trials and tribulations this interracial couple faces. Follow Micah and Amineh as they struggle to keep love alive when all odds are against them.

Yvonne Smith has always been intrigued by Chris Johnson. He was unlike anybody she had ever seen or known, he was kind but yet mysterious in a way. Yvonne hadn't known what falling in love felt like but yet she loved somebody who she didn't know fully but the little things she knew about him was enough to make him unlike anyone else. To her since the moment that she first laid eyes on him she knew that he was something special and since that day she had been attracted to him. But what she didn't know was that with Chris Johnson came many obstacles. *BWWM*

(Previously known as Park Benches) They both sat beside each other in silence, the cool autumn wind blowing through the night. The boy turned slightly to look at the girl, letting out a puff of air and sighing deeply, trying to get her attention. She didn't notice, but he continued to gaze at her. "Have you ever noticed that even though we're just friends, we look at each other like we're about to kiss?" He asked, laughing quietly as he shook his head. "But, 'just friends' don't look at each other like that," she frowned, but began to laugh along with him. "Is that a bad thing?" He questioned once his laughter died down, cocking his head to the side in slight confusion. She shrugged. "Does it matter? We're only friends, me loving you probably wouldn't make a difference." The words stung her, but it didn't matter. She'd already fallen for him but it was whatever. He didn't like her back. And it was all because of the stars and that stupid, stupid park bench. © Fondre ™ 2017

It felt like butterflies and the feeling you get before you open a present, It felt like going on one of those roller coasters the moment right before the big drop. What Falling in love felt like. His eyes held mine and something burst inside of me, Something that made me feel like all my emotions were going to upheave from my mouth, Or blow me up so much that I might Explode. What falling in love felt like. "I love you....please treat my heart kindly." What falling in love is.

a lit guide/diary for black goddesses

There really wasn't any stopping it. It wasn't my fault that my skin was as dark as the night, or my nose was broader than any other's, my hair was always rough looking and broke easily. There was nothing I could do, because to them I will and always will be, the black girl. HR: #3 Short Story Graphic by caesium-