❝started on the bed, didn't close the blinds so they'll probably see. let's make love on the floor until we meet again.❞ A collection of explicit one shots for your pleasure. viewer's discretion is advised.

After years of observation in the shadows, Judah, a notorious and well respected drug trafficker, becomes obsessed with a basketball lover, Kianna-after being tasked with killing her-despite her unawareness of his existence. He proceeds to carry out the kidnapping plan but changes his mind about ending her life; instead, he manages to make her fall deeply in love with him. Judah then makes an audacious decision to train Kianna as his protégé, molding her into a skilled assassin who echoes his own deadly prowess. Together, they navigate treacherous paths, balancing their turbulent lives with the sensual whirlwind of love that entangles them.

COVER BY: @-killfanatik ! Sapphire survived a childhood most wouldn't. Abandoned by a mother who tried to sell her and raised in the shadow of a father behind bars, she built walls so high no one could climb them. Onyx earned his name in blood. They call him the Reaper in the ring - undefeated, controlled, lethal. Fighting is the only thing that ever gave him peace in a world that taught him love was weakness. She doesn't trust protection. He doesn't walk away from what's his. When their worlds collide, attraction turns dangerous, secrets surface, and the past refuses to stay buried. Because loving the Reaper doesn't just come with passion. It comes with consequences.

❛𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒆?❜ he asked, voice low like it wasn't meant for nobody but her. 𝒛𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐡 didn't speak, just tilted her head a little and stepped in close. she traced one of the tattoos on his arm, finger light like a whisper...when she finally looked up, slow and lazy, doe eyes glinting beneath her lashes--she kissed the corner of his mouth. once, twice--then pulled back. 𝒐𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐢 smirked. ❛𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒔𝒐.❜ ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ She doesn't speak-not out loud, not anymore. Zariah Hart's been quiet since the night she lost everything, and moving to The Palisade at Skyview Apartments was supposed to give her a fresh start. No expectations. No questions. Just peace. But peace gets complicated when a man like Omarion Jordan starts showing up in it. He's nothing like she expected. Tatted, quiet, with eyes that read people better than they speak. A mechanic with a past he doesn't explain-and a presence that says more than his mouth does. He doesn't ask about her silence. She doesn't flinch at his reputation. Somehow, that's enough. What starts as simple glances turns into shared space. What feels like comfort turns to something neither of them planned for. But Atlanta doesn't forget what people try to bury. And sometimes, the loudest truth is the one you never say out loud. 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃: 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐄 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓

« Beaucoup plus qu'une histoire d'amour. » with PLK

A Bwwm Story. Brianna takes Aiden hoodie off before going back to kissing him as he slides his hands under her tank top, cupping her breast making her kiss him harder. She then abruptly stops making Aiden snap his eyes open. "What?" He ask her as she cups his face looking him directly in his eyes. "I love you Aiden. Like seriously I really do." She says making him chuckle at how random she said it but when he looked back at her she seemed so very serious. "Come on Brianna, you know I'll love you always and forever," he said while kissing all over her face which made her laugh. "You're so corny." She playfully pushes his face away from hers making him laugh. "I'm serious. Like forever and ever and ever-" but she cuts him off as she rolls her eyes and kisses him again.

Il est dangereux de partager la proie avec le lion. - 2ème place dans Fiction générale 23/12/2017 Terminé.

COVER BY @NURIBANDSS a woman named promise who was invited to her best friend in collage wedding, she hadn't seen Jada in 2 years due to how messy life had been for both of them but the friendship still remained. Accepting the invitation without a thought, the wedding was taking place in New York City where Jada was born and raised. The wedding was going to be hosted by the St. Clair family , Jada St. Clair was the only girl out of the 4 children Ja'Lisa and Jabari had. Jabari Jr, Judah , Jada and Jamar were the 4 children of the black mafia family. Big Jabari Aka Demon in the streets started all this at a very young age, he moved smart and his two sons Jj and Judah took over the business and ran it even better than he did, with Jada being the only girl this wedding was special and it was gonna be bigger than anyone could imagine, With Judah being a man who doesn't believe in love all he cares about is the streets but what happens when he meets his little sister old best friend, promise?

"You know how special you gotta be to change a nigga like me? Huh?" He tilted her head back to make her look at him, and a faint smile grew on her face as he wiped her cheeks. "My own grandparents couldn't do it for me and I loved them more than anything. You the one for me ma. That's why I ain't told you everything yet 'cause I don't wanna run you away. I need you." He laid his forehead against hers, gently kissing her lips. "Nobody will ever believe that King Von from O Block be crying to me like this." She smiled as she gazed into his red eyes, and he chuckled, nodding in agreement. "I ain't King Von wit' you. Just love." He kissed her cheek next, and her smile grew as her arms tightened around him for a warm hug.