When bubbly Emerson Kachi Smith starts working for the handsome Lucas Hendrix, she quickly discovers there's something hot and untamed behind his cold exterior... ***** When bubbly Emerson Kachi Smith is offered a job as the personal assistant to the cold and handsome Lucas Hendrix, she's left wondering why. After all, she has no credentials to speak of, and working for a paranoid billionaire CEO who's impossible to please is far from easy. But a few weeks into her job, she begins to realize that she can't judge a book by its cover. Left alone to discover the mystery behind Lucas's cold exterior and to tame her uncontrollable desire to comfort him, she learns they have a lot more in common than she ever thought possible. Could their two lonely hearts share the same dream for happiness? [[word count: 150,000-200,000 words]] Cover designed by April Alforque Former title 'Coffee And Papers'

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐠 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥

Part 2 of The Replacement Wife

"You are my first, only and last love. And I'll never letting you out of my sight." Jules finds herself in trouble when she snitched on a gang that had killed an innocent man in Italy. She then found that she has just pissed off one of the most powerful man: Leone Monte, the leader of the Sicilian Mafia! Despite how ruthless man is by , keeping her in Italy, Jules's life is spared. However, Jules will have to agree to be the mafia's leader arm candy for the purpose his own personal gains until he will let her go home. As time goes on, Leone desire for Jules grows and his desperation for her bubbles form the surface. Jules will have to find a way to survive under the mafia's clutches.

Being the daughter of Elle Sinclair and Luke O'Connor means expectations. Aurora Sinclair was born into wealth, raised with love, and given the perfect life-including the perfect boyfriend, Preston Harrington III. Their relationship is polished, effortless, exactly what her family wants. But then there's Joshuan Carvalho-her brother's best friend. He's nothing like Preston. Rough around the edges, maddeningly stubborn, and completely off-limits. Yet, every stolen glance and lingering touch makes Aurora question everything. She knows the rules. She knows what's at stake. But some lines? Are meant to be crossed.

In Savannah, Georgia Elle Sinclair, a refined Black debutante, and Luke O'Connor, a rugged White mechanic, come from two different worlds destined to remain apart. But when a chance encounter brings them together, their forbidden romance sparks a love connection that challenges them for the unexpected.

Alora and Ronan has been together since high school. They're engaged to be married but they have envious enemies lurking in the shadows. On one of Alora's everyday visits to her fiancé's place of work she walks in on her fiancé cheating on her, or so she thinks. She runs away without any explanation which leaves Ronan hurt and lost. When she finally returns, will she find out the truth? Or will she continue to let her ignorance and jealousy lead her? ................................... She stood there biting her lip on the verge of tears. I so badly wanted to reach over and comfort her but I knew I couldn't. I needed to get this off my chest. "Tell me something Alora. Did you see me in that video?" I asked "Yes, your ring and shir-" I cut her off. "Alora, did. you. see. my face. in the video?" I emphasized. My voice low and deep. She kept biting her lip as if she were thinking. "I...I...no," She replied looking down. "That's all I needed to hear." I said walking past her and out the door. What happens when a huge misunderstanding gets in the way of true love?

I shouldn't have been walking around alone at night. I shouldn't have stopped and watch the obviously crazy man set the building on fire. And I sure of hell shouldn't have accidentally caught his attention. Then maybe, just maybe I wouldn't have been kidnapped by the world's most evil super villain. And then hopefully right now I wouldn't be wishing that he wasn't completely crazy, and wanted to kill every super hero in the world, and that he would, I don't know, take me to the movies, hold my hand as we walked together, or maybe take me to dinner one night. You know normal, cute couple stuff. Instead he likes to kick puppies when no ones watching, dropping me from high buildings, and throwing people into traffic, annoyingly. Maybe if I had just minded my own business and kept walking, maybe I wouldn't have been taken by someone who's whole mission in life is to watch every super die, and cackle evilly while he thinks of it. Maybe if I had just minded my own business and kept walking, maybe I wouldn't start feeling bad for this super villain. Maybe I wouldn't be questioning everything I've ever learned about him. And God forbid, I wouldn't be loving a villain.

𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥 with emotional touch... ❝You are only mine to ruin and mine to fuck Doll.❞ Since childhood, her heart bloomed untouched-too pure to sense the poison in his veins. She was a fragile light; he, a sinner in shadows. With every cruel glance and twisted word, he drew her into his flames, aiming to ruin not just her body, but the soul he had already claimed. "D-Don't touch me..." she whispered, her voice trembling. Her warm brown eyes shimmered with dread, confusion, and grief as she pressed against the cold wall, nowhere left to run. He stepped closer, like a predator, his eyes gleaming darkness. "Don't?" he echoed with a cruel smile, brushing a finger across her cheek-soft, delicate...terrifying. "But you called me in your sleep, little doll. Whispered my name like a prayer. You belong to me more than your own name does." His fingers tangled in her hair, exposing her throat. Leaned in, his breath ghosted her ear as his next words tore into her soul. "You were made to be mine. My pain, my pleasure, my toy to ruin." "No-" she gasped, but he silenced her with a dark chuckle. "Shh. Don't speak unless I make you beg." Her knees buckled, but he caught her, his grip rough yet controlling. "Think I'm a monster?" he asked, his voice velvety and menacing. She nodded faintly, tears spilling, lips trembling. He smirked darkly, leaning in close enough for her to taste his madness. "Let me show you how monstrous I can be." His hand slid down her body, claiming her cruelly. Every touch burned like a brand, her tear-streaked face twisted in horror and surrender. "Tonight, little doll...you'll beg. You'll forget what freedom feels like." Just before her resistance shattered, he whispered against her lips: "You are not mine because I love you. You're mine because no one else is allowed to even dream of you." She was his Sin, He was her Sinner. And Sin had never tasted so bitterly beautiful.

⭐FEATURED: AmbassadorNG and won under the Teen fiction/Young Adult African Awards 2020. 𝘽𝙇𝙐𝙍𝘽 When her mother attempts to murder her, Ara is adopted by her extended family and tossed into a life she never asked for. Dining with the rich and elite and swept into the drama that comes along with them. In her new school, Rumours, bullying and social anxiety threaten to tip her above the radar, but when she's befriended by the Triple-J, a popular teen musical group and other teen celebrities, once more she's dragged into drama and secrets she never asked for. The more Ara spends time with her extended family, the more she realises how much of her reality is a lie. And the closer Ara gets to unraveling her identity, the more confused it leaves her. She's about to find out how much more lies and drama HER HEART can take, before she snaps. Along the line, things happened. Her emotions and innermost feelings payed for the consequences of all her actions...Deadly consequences that were rectified at the end. ********* ❝ᴛʜɪs ʙᴏᴏᴋ ɪs ʟᴏᴀᴅᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴅʀᴀᴍᴀ, ʜᴜᴍᴏʀ, ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ-ᴛᴏ-ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛs, ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ᴀɴᴅ sᴀᴅ ᴏᴄᴄᴜʀʀᴇɴᴄᴇs. ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴅɪᴠᴇ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜɪs ᴊᴜɪᴄʏ sᴛᴏʀʏ ᴛᴏ ғɪɴᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴍᴏʀᴇ, ʙʏ ᴊᴏɪɴɪɴɢ ᴍᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜɪs ᴀᴡᴇsᴏᴍᴇ ʀᴏʟʟᴇʀ ᴄᴏᴀsᴛᴇʀ ʀɪᴅᴇ ᴏғ sʜᴀᴛᴛᴇʀᴇᴅ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛsᴛʀɪɴɢs ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴇᴛ's sᴇᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪs ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ-ʟɪғᴇ ᴏғ ᴀʀᴀᴍɪᴅᴇ.❞ ********* [Also available in Goodnovel!] Jasmine Akporowho ©️2020