I opened my mouth maybe to say it was okay, maybe to ask something but the words died when he suddenly leaned across the console, cupping my face between his large, calloused hands. "I missed you," he murmured, almost like he hated admitting it. Then his mouth crashed onto mine. I gasped, his lips fierce and claiming, his body crowding into mine as if he needed to consume me. His kiss wasn't soft it was hungry, demanding everything I had to give. . . . Issa Andrews is beyond excited to start her first semester at Redwood University. Naïve, bright-eyed, and full of hope, that's how most would describe her. She has dreams of her own, goals she's determined to chase. But when a certain boxer crosses her path, will everything she's worked for come crashing down?

𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧, 𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐮𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐚n𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧. ❝𝐈𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐤❞ ■𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐭 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤#1 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬. (𝐂𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞) ■𝐃𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 #1 Bwwm #1 Black girl #1 Italian #2 Blackwoman #2 whiteman #2 interracial #4 Mafia

BOOK 1 OF THE "NEURO-" SERIES (can be read as stand-alone) EXERPT: I gasp. Ally takes full opportunity of this and entangles his tongue with mine. He then reaches into my shorts and touches my bare heat. I let out a soft cry and feel my back arch. He's barely touching me but it's already the best feeling I've ever experienced. "Fuck, Beautiful, you're soaked," he mutters against my lips. He pulls back and looks into my eyes. "Are you okay if I keep touching you here?" I nod softly. "Y-yes please." He smirks before going back to my neck. His long fingers softly rub my clit, causing me to let out soft moans. The movements he makes are so effortless that it makes it seem like he's known my body for years. Not to mention his skillful mouth leaving love bites along my skin. I run my fingers through his hair and let out a whimper. "I-it's so g-good- ah!" His fingers easily slip into me. *•*•* Honor Robinson has been a prodigy for the CIA since she was twelve. After four years of solitude, she's suddenly asked to go undercover as CEO Alejandro Vasquez's girlfriend and find out who's attacking him. It's just supposed to be a simple mission, but truths are unfolded, bullets are shot, and emotions run wild. Will the two be able to keep their relationship professional, or will it all unravel like their world around them? In-book Synopsis written: 7/8/24 New synopsis written: 8/5/25

---------- (Sneak peak) "Oh my beautiful Fugl" he said as his finger tucked away a stray strand from my face. (Fugl = Bird) I still looked away from him, pissed. "Don't look away from me. This is a warning" And I ignored it. Soon, he grabbed me neck with one hand and waist from another and pulled me on his lap. My eyes widened at the position that I was in. My legs on the either side of his waist and my body on his lap. My core touch his and he was hard. He thrusted his hips upwards and I gasped at the feeling. "Don't ignore me love. I mean it, there will be consequences" and with that his hand shifted from my waist to under my skirt and he cupped my pussy, and I bit my lip. "Tsk" he said as his mouth attached to mine and his finger shifted my pantie aside and inserted his big finger inside my wet pussy. "My beautiful whore, look at you, all wet. This is what I mean when I say you are mine" And I kept my head on his shoulders as he moved his finger. ---------------------------------------------------------------- Read for the smut actually. <3

"Let me eat this pussy, ma." ♧👻♧

+18 Igor patted his thigh-slow, deliberate. "Come here," he said, voice thick with amusement. "Sit on my lap. You look tense." Etta stood her ground, she didn't want him to win. His smirk deepened "You want to see what happens when I ask again?" **** When Etta agrees to a spontaneous trip to Russia with her best friend, she expects snow, sightseeing, and maybe a little adventure-not to be hunted down by a brooding, relentless police officer with icy dark grey eyes and a claim that burns. Igor doesn't ask. He takes. And from the moment he sees her... she's his. WARNING: This story contains dark themes, obsession, NASTY sexual scenes, Reader discretion is advised.

In the blink of an eye, I lost everything - my mother, my home, and my life. The only thing she left me was a debt I couldn't repay and a bounty on my head, and desperate times require desperate measures. ---------------------------------------- A mischievous smile spreads across his lips as he takes a big step toward me, and as soon as I am within his reach, he grabs my hips and pulls me against him. I lay my hands on his chest and trace my fingers along the outlines of his tattoos as he maneuvers me back to his desk. My ass presses against the edge of his desk as he lets his hands run down my sides until he grabs my ass cheeks " Are you sore from last night, baby?" "I'm fine." "I hope you're not lying to me," he whispers against my lips.

20 year old naive Solana Davis lands a nannying job to care for the daughter of the most powerful man in Manhattan - Marco Pérez, whose dark past follows him in the present. Can she handle it? ~~~~~ Read to find out more!

𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝? 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐲𝐦𝐛𝐨𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫, 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐀𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐚, 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐮𝐦 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐕𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞.

//Publishing under Wattpad Creator's Program// Abandoned and discarded In her previous life Layla hoped to have the pure love of her father, affection of her brothers and an ounce of care of her fiancee but just maybe it was too much to ask, for she could not become her sister. After becoming a political tool in the hands of her family and being an object of contempt for her fiancee she finally succumbed to pain and misery dying at the age of twenty five. In this life she would be as indifferent to them as they were to her once and to escape from the shackles she would even walk into the lair of her father's enemy and become his bride. She will become the obsession of the King of Ardos even when it means that his passion and desire may consume her soul. She will become the sweet, innocent pet of Emperor Icarus. "Come little bird, cry for me tonight."