He began walking over to me. This is it. I'm dead. I saw his shoes come into my view as I was looking down, hair covering my face. "Look at me." He growled out. I started to cry, too afraid to look. He grasped my chin and lifted my face to meet his. I mentally gasped. It's the guy from last night. His eyes held surprise too, before anger erupted in them. I cowered back in fear of what he might do. "Who did this to your face?" He growled. I started to cry again and shake. "Him." I whispered and gave a small nod toward the guy who hit me.

One shots and short stories about the glorious Erik Killmonger. All hail King Killmonger! Note: All love interests in these fics are blackity black BLACK.

I finally watched Black Panther and I have never been happier to watch a movie. I love how humble and determined T'Challa is. Chadwick is an amazing actor, so I will be dedicating this book to him and Erik Killmonger/ Michael B. Jordan. Unless a requests says otherwise. And yes, I do write smut.

Heyo.... So this is my T'challa/Black Panther Imagines! If you have any questions go right ahead and ask And request are open for now! So yea... and some may contain smut so yea💛

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Warning: Mature Audiences Only! -Strong Sexual Content -R-rated language -Adult situation COMPLETED #1 in Romance on 1/20/21 #1 in Mafia on 2/12/23 #1 in Fiction on 2/21/21 *** DESCRIPTION: The only thing that was mine, the only thing that was truly beautiful in this world, and he will never find me... "How much?" I frowned at the shadowed man, in an expensive looking car. "Excuse me? I don't understand..." realization dawned on me, as I looked at my skimpy club attire. I raised my hands, "I-I'm not a prostitute." I felt his dark eyes analyzing me and suddenly I was aware of the situation. I began backing up, as panic washed through me. "Get in the car." His growl came, and with that, I turned on my heels and ran. *** Calla Levkin didn't want to go out clubbing for her 18th birthday. She didn't want her friends to dress her in slutty attire. She didn't want to be mistaken as a prostitute. She didn't want to be kidnapped and sold into the Mafia. And most of all, she didn't want to catch the attention of Sinister Velkov, the first in command of the Russian Mafia. But life can't give you everything that you want...sometimes life gives you just the opposite. *** Completed on 4/7/18 This is book one in the "I Am Not A Prostitute" series! Book two is "Come Back To Me" REVIEWS: "I have been reading Wattpad books for 5 years, and never have i found a book with so much humor and passion. I have instantly fell in love with the characters. This book is filled to the brim with emotion, action, and SMUT!! I will definitely be purchasing my own copy when it's released on amazon!" -@trinityxo30 "A raw and beautiful piece of art that will keep you on the edge of your seat" -@o0krysralized0o "A brilliantly captivating story. Written by an author that takes her time to respond and care for her readers." -@eirinnobrien "My favorite book on Wattpad, beautifully written, makes me cry, laugh, and scream all at the same time fav book ." -@satanchick

"You are here for one purpose, and that purpose is your womb, you'll bear me many children." "Understood husband."

Marvel Imagines/OneShots/Headcannon/Drabbles

"You had me worried sick!" He yelled back. "Sick worried about what!? Not getting your paperwork done!?" I fired back "Of you, OF YOU! God damn it, I was worried about YOU!" He confessed as he turned his head to connect our eyes. Hazel against Green. His bottom lip was trembling as mine sealed shut. ~~~ Olivia Eves is 24 years old who lived in Foster Care ever since her parents died at the age of 11. Now living on her own and works for the one and only, Mr.Evans. But she had no better option because as much as she would like to admit, the paychecks down at Evans Consolidated was supporting her. Mathew Evans is a 26 years old Billionaire. He's smart when it comes to his company, but with women? He isn't the brightest. Love? is also a joke to him. Caring? pure humorous. What was on the youngest billionaire mind? Contained two things, the company, and his little brother. Can Ms.Eves handle Mr.Evans and his arrogant self? Would Mr.Evans tolerant Ms.Eves? ~Uncompleted. Would have editing mistakes.~ All Rights Reserved Copyright of LostInReading921. This book was created from my own ideas. This story cannot be used in any possible way. ღEnjoy

"Name" He barked still not bothering to even look at me. "Delilah" I whispered. Why am I whispering? I could feel the nervousness flooding over me like a wave. "Name" He stated again "Delilah" I said with more confidence "Delilah what? Did your parents not give you a last name or are you incapable of answering my question to its full capacity" Delilah Suren was a young girl living in the dumps of Chicago. She never had life easy and she didn't expect it to to be easy. Enter Ian McKinley. Cold. Hard. Rude. These two are complete opposites and mix them together you have a toxic combination. Ian is used to getting what he wants when he wants. He is after all Mr. CEO.