Amanda Gaffley is a beautiful Xhosa girl from South Africa .She is well known for her generous heart and beautiful dimple smile, quite an eye catcher.From the dusty streets of Khayelitsha, she goes to New York seeking for success. She always believed that she was destined for more than what she was given, with an ambitious mind she dared to strive for what she wanted. She thought settling down in New York would be all cookies and cream but eh ! Leonardo Reigns is a well known billionaire bachelor in New York. His family own hotels all around the world ! not to mention that he also owns dozens of Restaurants, his name held so much worth that men envy him and woman drop to their knees . Leonardo does not believe in love but what happens when he gets hot Coffee spilled on his Amarni blazer by a drool-worthy "black" girl? Read to find out.

my brother has always been cool he's like my best friend. And his best friend dave is like my brother from another mother or so I thought.could this really work between us? or will it crash and burn?

New kids. I hate em. I also hate Tia for making this guy think that we are friends, I never planned on making new friends. Especially with him of all people. "Are you alright?" He asks, concern filling his voice. "I have to get to class." I mutter, taking a deep breath as he steps back reluctantly. It's like there's no such thing as personal space wherever he's from. I open my locker to grab my books. "Okay, well...I will walk you." He offers politely. I roll my eyes, finally turning to look at him. His left hand is behind his back. I narrow my eyes. "Hello." He waves a little, his cheeks a little red. My eye twitches. I hate how adorable this guy is. Why does he have to be so shy and cute? Why do I always feel like pinching his cheeks every time he opens his mouth? He sounds like a little English man, talking formally. Who is this guy and where the hell did he come from? Why can't he be a jerk like every other guy around? "You don't have to walk me to cla..." I trail off as he hesitantly raises his hand and gently brushes aside a piece of my hair. "Ah, that is better. You should refrain from trying to hide your eyes from people, they are very beautiful." Being caught off guard is something I'm not used to experiencing. I freeze as he leans in, his amazing smell going straight up my nose and to my brain. On man, he smells like a grown man. My eyes widen after hearing what he says next. "Quinoa, vous êtes trés têtu. Mais je un peu comme vous, vous êtes très différent." He whispers softly in my ear, his voice sending vibrations through my body. Oh my God. French. No way. This guys is literally from the best place on Earth and I'm just now finding out? I think I'll just go in the corner and quietly die now, thank you.

-𝘼 𝙙𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙮𝙥𝙖 𝙗𝙤𝙤𝙠😭♥️. 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙜𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙢𝙚😼. 𝗗𝗲𝗰𝗲𝗺𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟬

They're known as The Kings of New Orleans. Usually it's only one king but in this case it's three Kings, three brothers at that. If you cross one brother, you cross all three but nobody is stupid enough to cross the brothers.....but if you wanna die then sure go ahead, feel free to cross the Kings Of New Orleans. If they want something done, it gets done, if they want you dead, your dead, simple as that. There hands never gets dirty unless they want them too and that's only if you mess with the youngest brother. Loyalty is what the brothers respect the most. The one thing that the brothers always agreed on is that you never go against family no matter what's a stake. Nothing goes down in the city of New Orleans without the brothers knowing, half of the time it be them who be causing the ruckus in the City. Your best bet is to keep ya head down and keep walking if you wanna live to see another day.

He let out a slight shrug, "Putting you to death was not what I was pointing towards. After all, it is merely the mouth that talks." I shivered, as I blinked naïvely, "Humph! A-And are there methods to silence this alone?" I huffed. He snapped his arrogant, coldly-heated gaze in my direction, and my insides clenched, as I noticed his deep, powerful ocean orbs snap down to my... lips. He then snapped his gaze away, fixing his right wrist watch as his deep, authoritative voice came: "Many, trust me." ~~~~~~~~ Fate has a weird hobby of slamming us right in the face about things we so took for granted. My name is Charlotte Thorne. Never claimed to be special, never cared about that. I grew up behind the pages of my books and in the different worlds of my love and romance novels. The world, as I knew it, consisted of my humble yet happy family, my studies, hobbies, friends and a potential perfect love story I was supposed to live. Now what happens when the world, as I knew it, turns out to be mostly a lie I've lived in for a long time? I conclude a simple golden rule: Love is pure, illogical crap. And so, long story short: with my nëw rules, a strict vow, a new family, fresh job, and on top of all those, a cold and arrogant Rickard Ellington Conway as my employer, guess I have a whole lot to deal with in this fresh new world of mine ─which'll get rather interesting... Book I of the Charlotte's Story Series. Trigger Warning: This story may contain scenes/content of violence, vulgar language, etc. that might be triggering to some audience. Genres: Romance • Drama • Action • Thriller ©️ 2016 Athenas

in which a girl has a freaky dream but she thinks its real life.. buttttt was it all REALLY JUST a dream? ✨

He sat quietly in the back, his voice was a mystery to her. His eyes a soft brown, something you'd see everyday but now it seemed so different. She smacked her lips together, she clenched her thighs together. Her stomach churning at the thought of him. She suddenly felt flustered. "Ronnie, you look-- horny" Betty murmured against her ear, she rolled her eyes returning her attention to the English book, that she barely had interested in. "You thinking about Scott?" Her shoulder pressing against Veronica's. She laughed feignly, she pushed her legs tighter. "Obviously" she whispered to herself with a sigh.

bet not break the code.. READ! Flight or flight sequel