He was supposed to be off-limits. She was never supposed to be his. In a world of wealth, power, and dangerous lies, falling for the wrong person might be the most dangerous thing of all. Mon Cheri - Book 1 of The Endearment Series.

Eden Brooks has never had trouble getting attention. She's had trouble finding intention. Graham Walker has spent years wondering why finding the right person always felt so complicated. Then, one Saturday morning, they meet on a hiking trail. What starts as post-hike lunches becomes voice notes, Sunday routines, shared recipes, and the kind of love that's built one ordinary day at a time. Because sometimes the greatest love story isn't the loudest one. Sometimes it's the life you choose to keep.

Kadia Emerson has built a reputation on one simple rule: history doesn't care who wants to rewrite it. As one of the most respected freelance museum curators in the world, she's made a career out of questioning what everyone else accepts. So when an anonymous historical foundation offers her an extraordinary fee to authenticate a private collection hidden somewhere in Los Angeles, curiosity wins over caution. She expects priceless artifacts. She doesn't expect Syrus Alore. Publicly, he's a philanthropist whose museums, hospitals, and restaurants span continents. Privately, he's the heir to something far older, far more powerful, and infinitely more dangerous than she could have imagined. As centuries-old secrets buried inside the world's largest private archive begin to unravel, professional admiration turns into undeniable attraction. But history has always demanded a price, and some discoveries were never meant to leave the shadows. Because the closer Kadia gets to the truth... the closer she gets to the man who would burn the world before letting it take her.

on the official wattpad page's reading list for black stories📖📚 She escaped her past in stilettos. He brought her back in boots. Gianna Sinclair built a glamorous life in Los Angeles-designer clothes, celebrity clients, and a reputation that sparkled as bright as the Hollywood sign. But beneath the polish lies a past she buried long ago in Prairie View, Texas-a sleepy town filled with dusty roads, painful memories, and a little sister she left behind. When her grandmother passes, Gianna is forced to return home for the first time in years. There, Gini-hurt, angry, and grieving-greets her with sharp words and deeper wounds. One explosive argument later, Gianna storms off, intent on leaving Prairie View for good. But fate as other plans. Only one wrong turn lands herself stranded on the backroads of open fields. Where she meets Weston Reid. Rugged. Quiet. Cowboy to the bone. Weston isn't looking for trouble, but trouble sure looks good in designer heels and ruined curls. He saves her. She challenges him. And as Gianna's glamorous world crashes into his rugged one, sparks fly hotter than the Southern sun. But love in Prairie View isn't simple. There are secrets buried deeper than the Texas clay. And Gianna will have to decide if she's willing to trade fame and fashion... for a second chance, a hometown healing-and the kind of love that doesn't give a damn about headlines. WARNING: Erotica Content

Cover by: @Enny101 Christian DeLuca is a very successful businessman with little regard for anyone he doesn't consider family, he's found work and life easier this way. What happens when he finds himself consumed by one thing, or rather one person, Alesha Moore. His plans are to get her, keep her and never let her find out about his title as a kingpin in the Italian mafia. *** "Alesha, where do you think you're going?" he asked in a deep and unsettling tone. "I just saw you commit mass murder Christian. I can't be a part of this world, your world. I'm not built for this life, if this is who you are then.." I let out a humorless chuckle. "I couldn't stomach today let alone the rest of my life. I need to leave, and you need to let me." My voice was so low, even breaking toward the end. Each word provoked tears to spill from my eyes and even more came rushing when I could see how what I said must've felt like daggers to his chest. "You can either stay and talk to me or calm down outside and we'll talk when you're ready, but you are NOT leaving me." His once sexy, endearing voice turned cold and sent frightening shivers throughout my body and I don't know who was staring back at me, but I could no longer see my Christian, not the man I love. *** This book contains mature language AND images, if you find that unsettling, I promise this is not the book for you 😬

18+| 𝐀 𝐟𝐚𝐫𝐦. 𝐀 𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐝 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭. 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐠𝐨 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠? Small-town girl Sullivan Miller has long graduated from high school. Still suffocating in a dead-end job and left reeling after her toxic ex-boyfriend's betrayal. Rock bottom is grim, until rescue comes from the last man she expects: Juda Walker. Juda used to be her stepbrother. Sort of. Their parents' mess of a relationship ended years ago, but the boy who once shared her room every other weekend is now a single dad with a farm, a construction company, and a guest room he won't let her refuse. It should be simple. She needs a place to land. He needs help around the property. The whole town already thinks they're family, and they've always been friends. But early morning chores and home-cooked meals feel different now. His hands linger where they shouldn't. The new life Sully's building under his roof is starting to feel less like a pit stop and more like the home she's been aching for.

Raixen knows loneliness better than most. His life is routine, quiet, and empty - by design. He never asked for hope. Never believed in love. Never thought happiness would recognize him. But a little girl claimed him as her father, and a black beauty stepped into his life and showed him what it means to be chosen - fully, deeply, and without fear. A NOVEL by ORIGINAL NUNU **CURRENTLY EDITING CHAPTERS** SLOWLY.

𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐩𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫.

sʜᴇ sᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɴ ᴡʜᴏ ʀᴜɪɴᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ. ɴᴏᴡ sʜᴇ's ғᴀʟʟɪɴɢ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ᴜɴᴋɴᴏᴡɪɴɢʟʏ ʜᴇʟᴘᴇᴅ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʜɪᴍ.

"I thought we agreed on a mutual day of rest?" His large body was within inches of hers, their chests brushing with each breath. "Who ordered the hit?" He growled out and Omisha rolled her eyes. It was an unspoken rule to carry that kind of information to your grave- a rule she was certain Thorn knew. "And here I was thinking you were sort of smart." She remarked as she pressed the auto start button on her key fob. Thorn's hand roughly grabbed her arm and pushed her against her car, her fresh sutures protesting. "Look, if we're not fucking you have to stop man handling me." She groaned as his grip tightened effectively pushing her wound tighter against the car. "Would you be serious for two seconds?" He growled as he angrily searched her eyes for an ounce of information. ------ When an assassin's next hit is a widely feared hitman you'd expect plenty of bloodshed not a toxic romance. *Warning very graphic scenes of violence, death and sex* Full description inside!