⭐ #1 in Sin, Lust, & Live ⭐ "Get back on the bed." Even though Adonis just fucked me, I'm intimidated, which is something I hate. I wrap men around my finger and leave them with hard-ons for a living. I'm Mistress, Baby Girl, Honey, I am whatever dream men want. Adonis sees right through it, past the facade I put up. I don't like it one bit. Especially coming from an asshole like him. This whole day he has stuck his nose up at me, acted like he is better than me when we do the same thing for a living. Our time on camera came to an end and as soon as I covered up, I was finished. The first thing out of my mouth is, "The show is done." "Well, I'm not," And with that he rips my robe in two from behind and throws me back onto the bed. I squeeze my legs closed, unsure if I'll be able to take him again after so soon. I can't deny that even with his temper and sharp-tongue, he's made me feel things I have never felt before. I don't get a chance to think it over because he forces my legs open and slams himself back inside me. Oh, Fuck.

"The Caregiver and the Mob Boss" ❦ Avelina makes her money by taking care of those who can't take care of themselves. When she is handed a case about a man who had needed a personal caregiver, she accepts. One thing Avelina never anticipated was the dangerous lifestyle he lived. Not only that, but she didn't expect for him to be so incredibly good-looking. Adrik Zolotov, the Russian mobster that everyone called "Mad Hatter". His insanity and crave for blood left him the most feared man of all. All he wanted was power and those around him to fear him. For a man recently diagnosed with Asperger's syndrome, everyone believed him to be emotionally incapable of ever loving anyone. . . Imagine their surprise when he meets Avelina. ❦ "Mr. Zolotov, I have to make sure you bathe before I leave. It's apart of my jobs protocol," she said softly. The truth was that he made her feel nervous. There was so much coldness and evil in his eyes, it left a chill to run down her spine. "Fine," he stated before walking over to his bathtub. Her eyes followed his movements as he pulled off his shirt causing her to lick her lips and quickly look away. She could hear the sound of more clothes falling onto the ground until the sound of water running littered her eardrums. "You assist when asked, isn't that right?" He asked. Slowly, she opened her eyes to see that he had already gotten into the shower. "Yes," Avelina answered. "Bathe me." ❦ Dangerously far from cliché

He slowly backs up until his back is against the wall like my own, "You're..my neighbor?" He points to my door and I nod my head quickly. He hums softly, "You been here a while?" He asks and I nod my head once again. He chuckles, "Ya head hurt?" I nod again but stop as he laughs softly, "I-I mean.. no.. it doesn't." My cheeks burn red as I look at my shoes, "I-It doesn't hurt.." I repeat like a dummy and listen to him clear his throat, "So do you actually live there or was it bull?" He nods to my door and I play with my fingers, "Yeah.. I do.." I feel his eyes watch me and I quickly stop. "You live with your boyfriend or do you like sweatshirts that reach your knees?" He teased, making a giggle slip past my lips. I look away to the floor again, "I-I like big shirts... a lot." I mumble softly and he nods his head, "Hol' up." He puts his box down before walking over to one of the grey bins. I nosily watch as he pulls out a big grey sweatshirt, "Here." He holds it out for me to take and I stare at him with wide eyes, "F-For me?" I hesitantly grab the soft fabric as he chuckles, "Nah for ya mom." I puff my cheeks a little and give him a small glare, "Hush." He leans back against the wall and shakes his head, "It's cold out. You should put it on." ____________________________ She was a shy girl from the city with no spine and a list of problems so long that it could touch the floor and roll off her shoes. Though troublesome, she never truly minded because despite her fears, she was a smart little thing and worked around it. But like many of us, it kept her trapped in a tight little box. The fear of pain, insecurities, and endless thoughts held her back from the life she dreamt of. Until she met him. He was everything she could pray for and more. Tall, dark, handsome, intelligent, and caring. Perhaps she could peek out her little box.. just this once? __________ PLEASE STOP COPY PASTING MY BOOK!!!! THEIF!!! #1 in Daddy (1/1/2021) #1 in Black Romance (5/15/21)

Anubis is a twenty three year old waitress, working at a normal cafe. She has a normal life and normal best friend. All that changed the second Victor d'Reúx stepped into her cafe. What started off as quick glances turned into longing stares. After a while, Anubis feels like she's being watched. Things in her home begin to shift. Was Victor not the shy recluse Anubis pictured him to be? After all, all monsters hide in plain sight. | • | Excerpt: She let out a shaky breath, letting the soothing feeling of warm water run down her body. She swallowed and tired her head to the side, letting the warm water run down her neck. Had what she saw been real? No, it couldn't be. Victor wasn't like that. Right? She continued to wash herself, blissfully unaware of the storm brewing in her apartment. Not long into the shower, she felt a large hand touch her upper back. Anubis froze, fear gripping her being. The large hand traveled south, ending at her lower back. "L-Luca this isn't funny. Quit it a-already." She choked out, to afraid to move. The hand retracted and at that very moment, she turned around. Nothing. Her breath quickened as she covered her breasts. Quickly stopping the water, she opened the curtains and grabbed her towel. A scream nearly escapees her lips as she saw what was on her mirror. 'MY NAME IS NOT LUCA.' ✨ - UPDATED EVERY TUESDAY AND THURSDAY !

Nadia Washington spent majority of her life in an overly strict household, being the last child, her parents wanted to protect her from the world and keep her home as long as possible. One day, Nadia decides that she no longer wants to live that life. She wants to be free, experience the world, and make her own choices. So, she packs her bags and moves to New York to live with her sister, Celine. Nadia hopes in doing so, she'll be able to discover herself and experience things in life that she has missed out on. Hunter Reece is the starting Quarterback for the New York Giants, chasing a Super Bowl ring. After a tough Super Bowl loss which resulted in what he calls a "failed rookie season", he decided that he needs to block out distractions as they are what's keeping him from his goal. From that moment on, he lived and breathed football. Hunter has made it clear he wasn't looking for romance. However, love can come at you at the most unexpected of times and he's about to find out just that. ⚠️ Mature Audiences Only ⚠️ -------- Highest ranking: #2 Romance Highest ranking: #1 General Fiction (09/13/18) ----------------- © 2018 Summerdreamin / N.A. Mills All rights reserved. No portion of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any means without the prior written permission of the author, except as provided by U.S.A. copyright law.

Description: This is a story about how a nineteen year old blond Australian boy with long hair, named Lucas. Who falls in love at first sight with this beautiful twenty-three year old black girl from America, named Shannon. Who also has a five year old daughter to care for. ------ "I swear. I'll show her one day that age is just a number." -------- "L-Lucas..." she moans. "Say it sweetheart." I whisper, in her ear. "Uh-uhhhhhhh!!!" she screams, in ecstasy and arches her back. "That's right, let them know you're mine." ------- PSA: This book is mostly told in the male main character POV. This book is also about a brown skin black girl and a white man. At the moment there isn't any pictures of the female main character, so please feel free to use your imagination for the time being. Due to growing up and being a young adult now I am not on here as much as I would like so please keep that in mind and be patient with me when it comes to updating. ------- (Editing might not be as great for the moment) Started: June 20, 2020 Ended: still ongoing

At age 25, Imani Forde doesn't quite know what to do when a house fire makes her lose everything that she has. She isn't sure how she will cope until she is offered a large amount of money in return for her taking on a job with the iciest human on earth. Handsome, intelligent and complicated are three words that can be used to describe Vincent Pellegrino. Son of multi millionaire Giovanni Pellegrino, taking over the family business is what is expected out of him. But expectations and reality prove to be two different things when it comes to Vincent. When their two worlds collide, an act of kindness begins a spiral of emotions for the both of them. THIS IS IN AN INTERRACIAL BW/WM. I AM SIMPLY MAKING YOU AWARE SO THAT YOU KNOW. IF RACE REALLY PLAYS A BIG PART IN YOUR ENJOYMENT THEN I'M SORRY GUYS, YOU PROBABLY WON'T LIKE IT. :D Happy Reading.

His face relaxes and it clicks. I know him! I just saw him naked on Tumblr. "I'm sorry, but are you ... Mickey Vale?" He smiles. "Yes, I am. How do you know that?" ... Penny is a college student working as a maid in a hotel when she accidentally bumps into the celebrity staying in the penthouse suite. Michael Valentino, AKA Mickey Vale, is kind, handsome, and incredibly ... talented. Probably because he's a well-known adult entertainer. Penny has always been a fan, so when presented with an opportunity to experience his skills for herself, she can't say no. In the aftermath of their fling, their friendship turns into romance. But how will she deal with the reality of dating someone whose job is to sleep with other people? ... *Completed, unedited. Frequent explicit sexual content, intended for 18+ audiences ONLY. This is a work of fiction. Any similarities to real persons, places, or events are completely coincidental. Please remember to vote and comment!

[MATURE CONTENT] "He can't make your body feel the way I can," he breathed, proving his point with a simple flick of his finger as I almost came right then and there. I forced myself to say, "I love him." "No, you don't," he said, easily. "And even if you were with him, you wouldn't be able to go a day without my touch." "You're wrong." He rammed his finger up into me. I was forced to hold onto him to keep steady, my chest heaving against his as I desperately tried to control myself. Those dark eyes stared into my own with amusement, eyebrow cocking as if asking, 'you sure about that?' His lips brushed mine, and I had to resist the temptation to push mine into his. Then they were at my ear, warm and hot and a reminder to the excruciating pleasure he could make me feel with just his mouth. "Now let's show that lover boy of yours just what it sounds like to make you come undone."