COMPLETED ✔️ #1 [18+] ⚠️MATURE SCENES⚠️ Elijah Black. A multi billionaire... who literally had the worst childhood and the worst father. His mother died and he had no one left... he got wasted at a party and acted like a jerk... only to get a drink thrown in his face Kiara Mikaelson, his biggest enemy, yet his biggest weakness. They both hate each other but they also can't get take their hands off of each other. What will happen when she moves to Sicily and becomes his neighbor?? ━━━━━━━━ He grabbed my ass and pulled me closer, he ripped my underwear into 2 pieces. "Sit on my face" I lowered my ass slowly on his face. "Fuck, kitten... I haven't even touched your pussy yet and you're already this fucking wet" he said while he traced the outline of my pussy, I was getting so fucking horny. He started licking my inner thighs, teasing me by not eating my pussy then and there. I let out a moan when his finger started tracing then the circumference of my clit. Fuck And out of no where he started licking my pussy. He was eating it like he needed it. He sucked my clit and starting nibbling it. "Oh fuckk ELIJAH" "Just like that, kitten. Moan my name like that..." ━━━━━━━━ They were enemies who turned into lovers...... typical story? Fuck no Published on : 27 June 2020 Ended on: 21 March 2021 #chicklit: 1st rank (27th April 2021) #enemies: 1st rank #eideticmemory : 1st rank #eidetic: 1st rank #enemieswithbenefits: 1st rank #newtown: 1st rank #Italian: 1st rank #sparks: 1st rank #hell: 1st rank #theojames: 1st rank (21 May 2021) #badboy: 1st rank #newauthor: 1st rank (25 May 2021) #coldhearted: 1st rank #teendrama: 1st rank (4 June 2021)

|COMPLETED| >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Alexandrea Dwayne is a seventeen-year old girl who suffered abuse at the hands of the man who raised her. After the man is arrested and sentenced to prison, Alexandrea tries to live a normal life like other people her age. However, the trauma from her past experiences deter her from making a fresh start. As days pass, Alexandrea makes friends and even falls in love. For once, she is happy and at peace. Then her nightmares become a reality, and she realizes all that she thought she had was never truly there. Secrets begin to unfold as Alexandrea is dragged into a circle filled with betrayal, broken promises, and whispers of the past. Who can she open up to in her moment of dire need? Will they reach her in time?

When a forged will breaks war between a young woman and her father's lover, will greed cause one to destroy the other? **** **** **** Escaping the walls of an orphanage after the death of her parents, Scarlett Andrea Davis sets in to a whole new world of freedom, starting a brand new life altogether. The sweetness of her life is grasped by cold hands as a battle of love and war breaks between she and Paula Parker over her father's will. Scarlett finds love in the eyes of Carlton who stands by her and promises to fight for and protect her. As time goes on, more secrets unleash, even creepy ones about Carlton.... will Carlton stand by her till the end? Will she get all the properties her father left for her back?....

Through Pieces of Peace, I sing peace in the perspectives of love, society, and science. I highly recommend the last and only poem in Kinyarwanda to everyone who speaks Kinyarwanda. Ndabakunda cyane!! Credits goes to my friends Mukesha Jabiro Gloria and Aline Tuyisabe for our poems here.

It's my fault that I fell for you, you tripped me....

I gathered my nightie around me. 'Well, how do I look?' He sucked his breath in. 'You look damn sexy, Nini.' I chuckled. 'I'll take that as a compliment.' 'No, it's true. And, one of these days, guys will be all over you, sweetheart.' He winked in a way that made me swoon. Butterflies in my belly. 'In that case...', I said. 'What?' 'Tell me about Dad's letter.' He was serious now. 'Which part?' 'Baby, why doesn't Dad want Mum to know about my dancing?' Zaire became distant, like he was far away. 'I can't tell you, love.' I laughed, expecting him to laugh too. 'You are joking, aren't you?' He was still serious. I poked him. 'Hey, I'm waiting.' 'It's a secret.' 'But, it's my letter, not yours. I deserve to know.' 'I'm trying to protect you, sweetheart.' I staggered backwards. Protect me, he said. From what? Whom? Why?