- [ ] sun•shine: cheerfulness; happiness- What he made her feel and her to him. ˈDevin Jaylen-Rose Anderson, an impulsive liar and full of jokes; she's always up for an adventure. Marco Hernandez, subtle and kept to himself; leader of the Spanish Mafia. He set on a mission when a traitor is in his mafia, but it's more complex with a distraction. The story only really begins when when the mission is over. ••••••• I walk to his closet grabbing my 'hidden' bras "And stop stealing my bras!" "But your boobs are so pretty they don't deserve to be in captured by those evil things, I won't stand for it." He saids determined. "Then sit down." I stuff the bras into my suitcase. ••••••• Book One of the Beloved Series

"You could tell me you love me a million times over, but them words don't hold no weight in my heart till you show me. Show me you love me, and you can have all of me." cover by: @britxcvi

[Previously title Marigold and Sunflowers] She was the most beautiful woman he had ever laid his eyes on, but also the most annoying one. She thought he was an arrogant, mannerless asshole sculpted to make her knees go weak. Ivy Marigold Taylor, an intelligent, down to earth, veterinarian who lives in the moment. She manifests peace and positivity that was soon corrupted when a man's assistant gets sick and he has to pick up his dog from her monthly check up. Carter Moretti, a businessman who runs a million dollar company who enjoys being in charge, ordering others around. When faith plays it's cards and cause the two to bump into each other at a coffee shop he fumes over spilt apple juice and a ruined shirt, while she tells him to suck it up. Despite her beauty and his attraction towards her, he's too stubborn and prideful to admit that he wants her. Being forced in the same perimeter repeatedly the two use annoying and insulting each other as an unknowing love language. ••• "Carter. Carter, I can't-" I stammer trying to push his head away but he was stubborn, determined. "Move your hand." His voice was dark and hoarse, his hand leaving my thigh to push mine away before returning to hold down my leg. I knew he could feel the shakiness of my leg, but he didn't seem to care. "It's too much!" My hips buck as I moan uncontrollably. I was too loud. I covered my mouth. Carter tuts, "Ivy, if I have to tell you to move your hand again I will tie them to the bed." He threatens and I was so tempted to keep my hand over my mouth. "I want to hear you." Book Three of the Beloved Series Can be read a stand-alone 2/4/23-

"You trust me?" he asked, eyes turning soft once they made contact. "Maj, I-I-" "I said do you trust me, Lucky?" he repeated, voice hard. "...yes," she breathed out, and his next words came without hesitation, sending a chill down her spine. "Then shoot."

[COMPLETED] "I'm so lonely, Angel." I tell her from my seated position, looking up at her. "I just want to be loved, please." She strokes my cheek and smiles gently. "I'm here now." It's been three years since Camil has seen his family and the girl that he met at the hospital. He's gone down a dark path and there's only one person who can show him the light. One person that can make him whole again. His Angel. *SPIN OFF TO IN CONTROL* It's definitely advised that you read the first book otherwise you may be slightly confused.

The cold man fell in love with the kind girl because he knew that she deserved the world and that he wanted to be the one who gave it to her. ♡ Alette Faye was a sweet girl. She was exceptionally kind and had an air of simplicity. Between her part-time job at the bakery, her classes, her time spent tending to her flowers and walking in the fields, she didn't get the opportunity to experience much. Her past created fears in her that she seemingly couldn't overcome, and then she met him. For when she meets him, she should have run away in fear, but she stayed. She stayed and she opened her big heart for a man who found his heart, just for her. ♡ This story is a little cliché, a lot unedited, and super simple.

"I promise-I don't care how hard it's gonna be or how long it takes because when it's my time, when I'm up and it's my turn to fly, I'm taking you to the sky with me, I can't do it without you," They never expected it to happen this way. It seemed like fate had a hand in pulling the two together, and once they felt each other's hand, they didn't want to let go.

[COMPLETED] "You're so beautiful." He whispers, his thumb brushing against my bottom lip. "It's a shame you won't be so much when I'm finished with you. I'm gonna play you like a piano, my precious girl." "We shouldn't be doing this Cyrus." I whisper staring up at him. His face hardens and he slips his thumb in between my lips. "Open your legs for me, pretty baby." In which a dominant, thirty year old man, who has never been in a serious relationship, becomes infatuated with a twenty-three year old black girl.

"Don't worry baby, you know that you got me," Sequel/Spinoff for Kismet

kis·met /ˈkizmit,ˈkizˌmet/ noun destiny; fate. how do you know when you've met your soulmate?