Dearly Beloved, I miss you more than words can describe. When you left it felt like a part of me went with you too. Does Heaven have a phone number? If so please send it to me so I can call and talk to you, tell you I miss you, and how much I truly love you. Though you're gone physically-you'll always be with me mentally. Sleep in Peace. Love Always, Your lover

Zoe Narah Garcia, with a tough family situation and a rocky relationship about to shatter, she decides it's time to take a break and enjoy herself. Jerome Black, hired hitman by the Black Cobras, considered a full blown psychopath with no known vulnerabilities, he is sent to deal some of his older brother's business in Spain. What happens when Zoe's boyfriend becomes the bad guy and Jerome manages to play his role of savior? Two worlds collide with a bang and a boom, changing lives forever. Will it be for the better or worse? Read to find out. ┴┈┈┈┈■┈┈┈┈┴ 𝓑𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓒𝓸𝓫𝓻𝓪 𝓢𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼 🔞 𝓑𝓸𝓸𝓴 𝓣𝓱𝓻𝓮𝓮 ┬┈┈┈┈□┈┈┈┈┬ "Though I would love to feed you myself, you're not a baby for me to sit with, regardless of what your... beliefs are." Forest green eyes lowered to my parted lips, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. "But I'll give you this, guarding anyone wasn't apart of my plans either." As he turned to the door, I felt the heat vanish at the process of his words, the anger boiling instead. "No, and here I thought you're just a product of my imagination." He stopped, turning to look at me over his shoulder. He blinked slowly before saying, "Did you like me that much?" My breath caught at the sound of his tone. Husky, deep, practically oozing sex, just like his appearance. "Wh-what?" I stammered confused. He smirked, facing me again as he stepped closer. I stepped back, hitting with the back of my thighs the foot of the bed, and he followed, stopping before I fell into the cushions. ❝𝓓𝓲𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓶𝓮 𝓮𝓷𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓱 𝓽𝓸 𝓫𝓮 𝓪 𝓹𝓻𝓸𝓭𝓾𝓬𝓽 𝓸𝓯 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓲𝓶𝓪𝓰𝓲𝓷𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷, 𝓴𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓷?❞

"I know I should've talked to you about it but I-" I started but stopped, looking down at my feet again. I had no excuse. The only thing on my mind was graduating, I never put his feelings into perspective. "Dominic, I'm sorry. I was being selfish and only thinking of myself but baby, I promise if you give me another chance.." I trailed off, breathing heavily. "..if you give us another chance, I'll never do it again. I promise." I tried to grab his face but he roughly pulled away from me. "Don't touch me." He spoke sternly, breaking me even more. "Look.." He trailed off, looking away again. "Me and you..we're done." He spoke, finally looking down at me. "Dominic." I pleaded. "Don't say that. Please." "Na', this shit is over, T." He went on and I began to sob.

❝Violet tell me to stop and I will ❞ the feeling of his soft lips igniting flames throughout my body, my lower half becoming warmer every second I felt the delicacy of his touch. "Enzo" I couldn't bring myself to say stop simply because I didn't want him to. I wanted his hands roaming over my body while he held my neck thrusting into me. The erection I feel on my thigh made my mind wonder off. Pinching my hip I moaned lowly when he hooked my legs around his waist. "That's not telling me to stop amore" removing my shirt over my head his lips latched onto my swollen nipples, my hands shot in the softness that was his black hair. "Tell me what you want" "Fuck me Enzo" ᥊ 𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐓 needed the money to pay for her mother's expensive treatments, dancing for a man like Enzo wouldn't be good for her and she knew this. He would be the chaos in her life but she was too addicted to it. 𝐄𝐍𝐙𝐎 understood the consequences it would bring if he got involved with Violet more than what she already was, that was his dancer and nobody else's. 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐎 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 ❦ Highest Ranking! #1 in cocky #2 in passion

A reserved soul and an outgoing, adventurous soul strike up a friendship that reveals surprising similarities beneath their contrasting personalities. Together, they uncover the healing power of connection, proving that even the most unlikely friendships can offer the space to breathe. -written by 4thesakeofluv ©️

Milan Cozart lived on the low-end of Chicago. A part of the city that was unbeknownst to tourists, yet never seemed to leave the front cover of the news... for murders. In this cutthroat slice she called home, there was one rule: Show no mercy. However, when you hold the life of a notorious drug lord in your hands... you may find yourself hesitating. Milan knew the rule, but she also knew who Ramses Young was as well. The man had spared the life of her brother the night her parents had died. Now, he laid bleeding out in her arms. He was meant to die. Because of her, he lived. And, because of her, bodies would drop.

"𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈, 𝐰𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫." Psalm's name exuded power and wealth in the bustling, rich city of Boston. A ruthless and notorious Mafia leader climbing his way to success through a ladder of illicit organized crimes. In the midst of his triumph he loses his best friend, also the best hitman in his circle. With vengeance on his mind, Psalm begins to hunt for an individual skilled enough to accompany him on a mission like none other. The only problem, his newly hired hit man isn't just any man, but instead a WOMAN. With his doubts, he knew trusting her wouldn't be easy, but falling in love with her was something he never anticipated. Vera didn't plan to be Psalm's cup of tea, she only planned to do her job. When accepting an offer as Psalm's protecter puts her in an unpredictable position, she's pushed to indulge, diving deep into his world and the dark past that the he carries with him. Yet never expecting that would also come with falling madly in love with him. From enemies to lovers, they turn one another world's upside down. Mixing the complexities of murder, drugs, greed and deceit into their twisted yet compelling love story. When their Mafia ties come in between their feelings, the limits they'll go to prove their loyalty is tested. Not only to each other, but to the Loyal Oath of OMERTÀ.

1𝐒𝐓 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐒𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄

New cover same story ✨ Keyanna Williams life was never easy. She was forced to grow up to soon due to neither of her parents being there. Then see meets Xavier and everything changes.

She walks in like the epitome of black girl luxury, but pain follows her. She covers it with bust-down jewelry and white roses. He's quiet, but his presence is loud in itself. Everyone knows him, but she sees right past him. She's confident, but he's more confident. She's fierce, but he makes her cower. Passionate. SADITIFIED.