Born a slave, made an heiress, Annabelle must battle a society unwilling to accept her and a love that threatens to ruin her in order to keep her freedom. ***** Born a slave, Annabelle soon finds that fate has other plans when she's purchased by a man named Elijah Finley, who not only rescues her from an abusive master, but also gives her her freedom. However, her new life comes at the cost of another: Elijah has made Annabelle the heiress to his estate, in spite of having a son. So Henry Finley, unwilling to accept his father's will, is determined to regain his rightful fortune at any cost -- even if that means seducing his father's former slave... Content and/or Trigger Warning: This story contains some racist and sexist language that reflects the historical time period when it's set. [[word count: 80,000-90,000 words]]

nyc•to•phil•ia | nik-tō-fil'ē-a - love of darkness or night;finding relaxation or comfort in darkness. ⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓ {EXTRACT} "Tell me Celeste," he began as he walked back and forth in front of me. "Have you ever heard of nyctophilia?" I slowly shook my head no as my bottom lip quivered. He stopped to look at me, and smiled that breathtaking smile of his before he went back to walking. "Well, Nyctophilia is the word used to describe the love of darkness or night" He paused again but this time stopped right in front of me. I kept my head down as my heart pounded out of my chest. "A nyctophile would be the term used to describe someone with nyctophilia." He then brought his hand to my chin and tilted my head up so I was looking him in his eyes. Those beautiful golden eyes. "You, my darling, are a nyctophile." He smirked then added, "And I am the darkness you find comfort in." ⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓ Celeste Banks was as sweet as candy and as pure as cotton. Although she had her tougher exterior and questionable interests, she wouldn't hurt a fly...or so people thought Asher deville was a charming, sexy sociopath, with no regard for anyone but himself. If he wants something, he'll do whatever he needs to get it. Once meeting Celeste he decides he has to have her, but what will she do when she finds out his secret? ⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓⛓ This is my first time writing a book so It won't be perfect and id also appreciate and feedback/comments 🥺 Rankings: #1 in goth 15/09/20 #1 in abusive 15/09/20 #1 in violence 1/10/20 #6 in manipulation 15/09/20 #4 in sociopath 25/09/20 #11 in insecure 20/09/20 #11 in anxiety 20/09/20 #8 in Darkromance 1/10/20 #22 in toxic 15/09/20

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❝Read me your favorite pieces of poetry while I please you❞ I feel his hardness grow underneath me and watch as his chest begins to rise and fall. His lips part open with heavy breaths. I begin to unbutton his shirt slowly, kissing down his neck almost in the worse and possible - teasing way. The cross necklace lying there, his holiness slipping away inch by inch as I leave my sins along his untainted skin. "P-Please" The deep vibration I feel against my lips as they stay on his pulse. I smile and lift my head, with one slow grind of my hips. Alessio let's a hot moan fall from lips. His erection grows harder, as well as the pulse of my clit. My pussy directly above him. "Read to me Alessio" - Honey Rose is a eighteen year old nymphomaniac sin, her desire for sexual pleasure and the way words slipped off her tongue easily without regret, get her sent to Hartford Academy. Where studies and religion are the only things allowed to be spoken in the halls. In which a nymph corrupts the innocence of her Dean's Son. Cover by : RoseEmiliaSnape Highest Rankings - #1 in badgirlgoodboy. #1 in nymph. #1 in unholy. #1 in tension. #1 in naughty. #1 in boarding-school. #2 in forbidden. #2 in tutor. #5 in seduction. #6 in unholy. #7 in lust. #10 in innocent. #11 in temptation.

You know when you were younger and they told you that you could be whoever you wished to be? You could grow up and become whatever you set your mind and heart upon? Yep, well I'm here to tell you that's a complete load of bull. So as I stared across at my fiancé, our hands conjoined as he read his vows- it dawned on me. Getting married at age 23 to a self centered lawyer who viewed me as more of his little prodigé than his actually wife was not what I wanted. Becoming a defense attorney at a record age to a company own by said husband that I'll never be taken seriously in was definitely not what I wanted. And making my parents happy by completely shutting down any hopes and dreams I've ever had. was absolutely not what I wanted. "Nope." I shook my head, glancing between the priest and Jake, my soon-to-be, as I yanked my hands out of his. "W-what?" He stuttered, looking back at me mortified along with everyone else in the chapel. "Fuck this." I shook my head, as I lifted my dress and quickly made my way back down the isle that was littered with people I'd never seen before. So, few hours later and I'm on the first flight to Maine. Why? Well, shit happens. *this book is unedited

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An Elite Assassin is brought into the Italian mafia. where she meets the man she had a one night stand with. Turns out he's the heir to the Italian Mafia. They are forced to work together by the DON of the Italian mafia. Will sparks fly? Or will the cold Aspen Monet push him away? -Cover made by me-

Under Revision. 21/08/2020 "I broke off the engagement." I muttered. "Really ?" She looked at me in awe, her eyes were the only glistening light in the dark. "Yes." I smiled. "What did your father say ?" She asked. "Who cares what he says, Liebe no one is going to stop me from loving you, that I promise." I looked at her directly in her beautiful eyes. "I love you, Lukas." She blushed but I pulled her closed, fanning my breath on her lips. "Kiss me." She gasped when our lips were only inches away. I pressed my lips on her already warm plump lips, earning a moan. I quickly turned us around now her back was against my car as I pressed myself onto her. "Not here Luk-" she gasped out of breath. I knew she was right, i wanted to fuck her senseless but someone could be watching but I would still fuck her so everyone in Germany knows this beauty is mine. "Stay the night at my suite." I suggested my hands already exploring her curves. "I can't, they will probably look for me in the morning." She frowned. "Why. Don't. You. Drive. Around. The. Corner ?" She playfully suggested as her small hands hang loose on my belt making me take a breath intake. "Fuck Antonella..." I cursed thinking about the other day in the car. "As many rounds as we can." She unzipped my fly. "Car. Now." I said going to the drivers seat as she hurried to the passenger seat. She giggled probably laughing at the effect she has on me and how frustrating she make me feel. Mature Content +18

NOTICE: First Three Chapters are free, and readable but the rest of the book can be bought online. Please follow @authorcr4vinz on Instagram to stay updated. And for any queries, @zcr4vinz@gmail.com "Don't Play Games With Me." He Whispers As He Pulls Me Onto His Lap. "I'm Not." I Bite My Lip. "Then Tell Me, Who You've Been Texting All Day." × × × Everybody wonders how I do it. How I love the most dangerous man on this planet. How I keep him mine with his wild looks, and handsome figure. When really, I didn't fall for him. . he fell for me. _____ Model in the cover: Instagram- _Amoafoa_ ❤❤ https://instagram.com/_amoafoa_?utm_source=ig_profile_share&igshid=17qgc9hx1nyly #41 in Romance 01/02/18 #21 in Romance 13/02/18 #18 in Romance 19/02/18 #6 in romance 26/03/18 #5 in Romance 02/04/18