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.

At just fifteen years old, A'raya finds herself entangled in a world of familial expectations and societal obligations. Zane, a complex character known for his brilliance but also plagued by arrogance and disrespect, is burdened with the responsibility to ensure the continuation of his family's lineage. A'raya, a captivating eighteen-year-old, is chosen to be the conduit through which the hopes of future generations are carried. A unique connection develops between A'raya and Zane, defying conventions and societal norms. However, their path is strewn with personal obstacles, hidden truths, and the weight of their respective family histories. A'raya takes on the challenge of unraveling Zane's grumpy demeanor while Zane grapples with conflicting emotions towards A'raya, the daughter of the woman responsible for his brother's tragic fate. As A'raya endeavors to break down the walls surrounding Zane's heart, they both become embroiled in a web of secrets, the consequences of which prove to be deadly. Can they find a way to overcome the shadows of the past and forge a future built on trust and understanding? With its tantalizing mix of secrets, murder, and love...Prepare to be captivated by a tale where the pursuit of love comes with unexpected twists, and the echoes of past transgressions threaten to tear lives apart. Enjoy (I changed the summary to something better.) 💋 are the mature chapters 🥇 125th in 18 plus 🤷🏾♀️ 12/30/22

A'roya, a black woman trapped in an abusive marriage controlled by both her mother and husband, discovers that she has a mate who happens to be a vampire. Initially disregarding this revelation, A'roya eventually realizes that she deserves a life free from abuse and unhappiness. She embarks on a journey to find happiness, even if it means being with a temperamental and verbally abusive vampire who is willing to do anything for her. A'roya yearns to escape the clutches of her husband and mother, but numerous obstacles stand in her way. As she navigates her path to freedom, she faces the daunting challenge of protecting her minor siblings and ensuring her father's safety from her mother's wrath. Will A'roya overcome these obstacles and break free from her abusive circumstances? What lies ahead for her as she embraces her vampire mate and strives for a better life?" ---/--- "You're distracting me-ah, Vincent!" He put his hands on my waist, pulling me closer to him. I'm not used to being so close to a man without being hit. The last time I was safe in a man's arms was when I was a kid with my dad. "A'roya," he whispers, admiring my face. "Vincent," I whispered back, playing with the wet hairs on the nape of his neck. "I love you." I must've smiled so damn wide. I put my forehead on his, trying to reel in tears. God, I'm such a crybaby. "I love you too." Vincent sighed confidently. "Oh, I know." I sighed and rolled my eyes. At this point, I'm used to this man. (EDITED TO A READABLE STATE.) Word count: 52,464 😈 are the mature chapters 🤭 started: July 14th, 2022 ended: November 25th, 2022 30k reads on 11/21/22 40k reads on 11/27/22 50k reads on 12/3/22 70k reads on 12/15/22 80k reads on 12/23/22 90k reads on 1/2/23 100k reads on 1/15/23 🥇151 in Vampire 12/30/22

"Love for people like me, comes at a cost" in which a girls life is changed forever by a split-second decision to save a man's life. rated: MATURE | R | 18+ slow-burn BOOK ONE C O M P L E T E D

Mia is a sweet and kind teacher. She decides to sell her virginity as a way to earn money. She enters into a world unknown to her and must learn how to survive in a new world. Alexander is a millionaire who can buy anything and everything he wants. He is one of New York's elite and a bachelor. However his life is more than what it seems. 18+ please and thank you. These are all my original thoughts please do not copy. This is my first book so bear with me. If you're looking for more a more polished book read, The Billionaire's Trap 💜

18++ 𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃. which was one word to describe them. "do you want to know what I'm about to do to you right now? i'm going to fuck you until these sheets are soaked in your tears and cum," her breath hitched as he kissed up the middle of her chest and neck. "i'm going to spell 'mine' with my dick inside you," amira whined, squirming her legs around his torso, feeling him rub against her slit. "i'm going to spell it with my tongue inside you, with my lips all over this mind-fuck body. i want you; amira decker, to know that you are going to be mine. whether you continue to fight it or not," he reached her ear, kissing her warm skin. "you are my future. you are the fucking mother of my future kids, you're the reason my dick wakes up in the morning. it's because i'm always thinking of you and sometimes i just can't help it," he kissed down her neck. "mine," he reached her breasts, using his tongue to spell the word with painfully slow licks. the teasing alone made her soak the bed more. "mine," he kissed down her heavy-breathing belly. spreading her legs apart, he used his thumbs to unfurl her lower lips. "mine," he said lastly, drawing a coat of saliva from his mouth and onto her pussy. amira gasped breathlessly as she felt the wetness melt between her clit. grabbing her thighs, his cold chain bracelets made her flinch. he ducked between her legs, the chain around his neck sliding across her slit making her twitch. "i want to destroy you tonight, cherish you later. but I'm still hungry, so first, i'm going to eat again," he muttered and dove straight into her sensitive spot, knowing exactly where it was like the first. his tongue slid, sucked, flicked, licked, and kissed creatively over and over her sensitive spasming clit. one lick and her entire body shook as she gasped in bliss pleasure. she cried, nearly tearing up the sheets above her head. © 2022 kenziexwrites. all rights reserved.

"Just don't tell anyone ok? it would only make trouble" he said, a serious set on his brow. "For who me or you?" I asked looking straight at him. His jaw clinched and his face reddened with anger again. He's always had a short temper. Was I taking my new found confidence too far too quickly? "Listen here SERVENT GIRL! I not losing my throne to this! don't pretend you didn't like.." I cut him off. "Oooh PLEASE you think that grape between your legs had any effect on me?" I lied "Grape? " He said walking up to me Oh no He grabbed my forearm and pulled me in. His hand around my waist. "Be a good girl and hold still" Before I could respond he has turned me around and had one hand around my waist and one inching up my thigh.

She was the undesired outcast, who stood out, yet simultaneously blended effortlessly into the background. I could see the panic in her glassy brown eyes as she prayed her way through the crowded hallways. She'd tightly clutch that cross around her neck, full lips whispering, asking her God to spare her from their scornful glares, hateful comments, and the occasional rough-up. Silly girl. Did she not know that he was not listening and he would never save her? Like Jesus, she was the sacrificial lamb. The anxiety-riddled girl would burst through the doors of the school's library with her chest heaving, heart racing, and sweat dripping from her temples. I'd watch her from the shadows as she stored her items behind the check-out counter, preparing for her free period she spent assisting the school librarian. I clenched my teeth, watching her wheel a cart of books throughout the aisles as she cheerfully hummed her Sunday hymnals. She wore a green and blue pinafore dress that fell mid-calf on her shapely body. She attempted to hide that body from me with oversized clothes, but you could never outfox a fox. They spoke pure blasphemy when they labeled her undesirable because I desired Jezebel Holmes in the worst way. Those opaque white stockings our classmates teased her for wearing did nothing but spur countless hours of fantasies. I'd dream about ripping her tights apart, right at her center, revealing her virginal cotton white panties covering her untouched paradise. I'd yank them to the side and taste her fear in her cum. Her stockings would find themselves strangling her neck while I fucked a believer out of her. I would be the one she'd pray to absolve her of her sins. I would be the one she would seek protection from. I would be her guiding light. I would be her God. #1 in Dark Romance #1 in Tainted Love #1 in Preacher's Daughter 1st Place in General Category - Hearts Award

it's vinnie babyyy <3 Vinnie Hacker and many more. (mainly vinnie tho ;)) BWWM|POC|INTERRACIAL imagines.

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 '𝐈𝐟 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐖𝐚𝐬 𝐏𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧, 𝐖𝐞'𝐝 𝐆𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐃𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐈𝐭' 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐲 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫 𝐀𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞. "He's here." "I know." I already saw him at the VIP section of the club, sending daggers my way. A guy approaches me,"You wanna dance sexy." If it was any other time I wouldn't but I got an audience so imma put on a show. And that's exactly what I did, I was grinding on him showing him what island girls are made of. I bend all the way over, holding my ankles for balance. He hold my sides and pulls me in and out. I know he is watching. Yes, Zach, two can play your game. "Get the fuck up. Now!" ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Amy North migrates from her home country to attend college in the states. 'Do great in school. Get my degree. Get a job. Make a successful life for myself... to help my family back home and also to make them proud.' Those are her goals. Simple, right? But the universe has a funny way of messing plans up. Zachery Alastair Lane... that's where it all started.