Yeah their toxic...but what couple isn't ;) _________________________________________ "Go on", he said slapping her thigh, he could feel her letting go and it was turning him on to unnatural heights seeing her get this dirty for him. "Grind against my hand", he gritted into her ear, and she did just that, grinding her hips in deep circular rotations as he worked her nub. She could feel that famous pleasure boil within her, letting her know she was close. ________________________________________ Everyone has a soulmate, someone they're destined to find. Until that moment comes, we often spend our lives imagining who they might be. But Jason and Krissy don't have to wonder much longer, as one ordinary evening in detention, a substitute teacher drops a bombshell: they're each other's soulmates. Neither of them is thrilled. They come from opposite ends of the school's social hierarchy, and they've spent more time rolling their eyes at each other than dreaming of true love. But Destiny doesn't make mistakes. Now, Jason and Krissy must decide whether to fight fate - or fall into it. Can they unlearn everything they thought they knew and let themselves desire the only person Destiny has said they were born to love? WARNING: I'm rewriting the story. Chapters with ✨'s are rewritten and contain new themes and storylines. PLEASE GIVE ME FEEDBACK. 18+

Blind to his relentless gaze, Ciauna moves through her day, unaware of the noose tightening around her. It only took one glance-just one-for Obeye to decide she would be his. From that moment, he watched from the shadows, his patience unnervingly steady, biding his time and savoring the anticipation before he struck. By the time Ciauna feels the shift in the air, a chilling prickle at the back of her neck, it's far too late. He has her now, ensnared in his grip, forced to bend to his every dark whim-no escape, no turning back. But the worst part? A small, unyielding part of her doesn't want to resist him at all. ________________ As I reached the edge of his desk, his hands gripped my hips, the sudden contact making me gasp. His touch was firm, almost painful, as he spun me around to face the floor-to-ceiling windows that overlooked the city. "Look out there," he said, his breath hot against my ear. "See all of that?" I nodded, my eyes blurring with unshed tears as I took in the twinkling lights of the cityscape. "That's your world," he whispered, his grip tightening. "And I control it. Now, bend over the desk."

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Diary Writings from Black Women about Lurveeee... (18+ Only, Mature Audience Only, DIS IS NOT FOR DA CHILDREN!!!) (𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞, 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝.)

A series of one shot stories Some have actually happened! Request can be requested! I don't own any pictures or videos!

THE BEST SEX SCENES OF YOUR LIFE. DARK, SOFT, ALLAT IS HEREEE. Add to library and be ready for updates!!

**𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐳** Panic surges through me, and before I know it, I'm turning on my heel, trying to run, to escape the impending punishment. I barely make it a few steps before I feel his hand clamp down on my hair, yanking me back with terrifying force. "Going somewhere, little girl?" "P-please let g- ahh! Please! H-Hurts me!" "Afraid, are we now, baby?" His voice is a snarl now, filled with fury. "L-leave m-me," tears sting my eyes, but I refuse to let them fall. I'm scared of him, scared of what he'll do to my friend, scared of what he'll do to me. His grip on my hair tightens and I wince, choking back a sob. "Oh, why? Don't you like my hands on you, baby?" He mocks hurt that instantly turns back into anger. "But you were fine when that fucker touched you, ain't that right?" Then he pulls a silver knife out of his suit, twirling it lazily between his ink-covered knuckles and my blood freezes at the sight of that psychotic grin. ***** People quaked with fear at the sound of his name and me along with them. He was Demetrios 'the God' Nikolayev and he was first in command of Russian mafia. He was a true psychopath who enjoyed hurting people, and I hated him for that. The worst thing - he owned me. "Try to accept the darkness, because from now on, it will be your only light." I tried so hard, but I couldn't understand it back then. How possibly can darkness be light? ***** This is not a vanilla romance but a dark, toxic, perverted, obsessive story. The book contains mature themes such as foul language, bdsm, sexual and abusive content, kinks, blood, manipulation, etc. Please keep that in mind.

#4 in city life #159 in bwwm Amelia King, a driven workaholic, journeys from the ever busy Manhattan to the picturesque Texas countryside for a two weeks' vacation. Unexpected car trouble lands her into the midst of a quaint town and into the arms of Luke Knight, a charming cowboy. Happy Reading! ❤ All rights reserved.

Raven McCoy is a driven, no-nonsense senior at Columbia University, determined to carve out a future on her own terms. With her sharp mind, relentless ambition, and a confidence that turns heads, she's always believed that love-and distractions-have no place in her plans. But one impulsive night changes everything. A chance encounter with Roman Riles, the world's most powerful and untouchable billionaire CEO, leads to an unexpected, electric connection. Known for his ruthless business tactics and commanding presence, Roman is a man who never loses control-until Raven. When she discovers she's pregnant, her carefully laid-out future is thrown into chaos. Roman isn't the kind of man to walk away from responsibility, but his world is one of power, wealth, and expectations she never wanted to be a part of. As Raven grapples with the weight of her choices, she must decide whether to stand alone as she always has or take a leap of faith into the arms of the one man who could change everything.

Sienna Carter has spent years building her reputation as one of the sharpest CFOs in the industry, keeping Dalton Enterprises profitable despite its reckless, womanizing CEO, Logan Dalton. She knows his type-charming, arrogant, and completely allergic to commitment. But when her overbearing family pressures her to settle down and Logan's mother demands he find a wife, an unexpected solution arises: a fake relationship. What starts as a strategic arrangement soon blurs the lines between business and desire. As staged dates turn into lingering touches, and feigned affection sparks something real, Sienna and Logan are forced to question everything they thought they knew about love. She vowed never to fall for a man like him. He swore he'd never want more. But when the fake engagement starts feeling too real, will they walk away-or risk everything for love?