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Beautiful Like Me

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Is bigger really better? It is in my world. I've never been ashamed to be unapologetically me. Why should I? I'm a sexy, intelligent, successful and strong-willed woman who knows her worth. I've got my shit together. By now you're probably thinking "What's with the diatribe sis?". And the answer is Laurent Bourgeois. He's the man of my dreams when he isn't being a dick who publicly phat shames me. Behind closed doors you'd think I was the only woman he's ever wanted . But no one else can know.  I'm thinking that it's time I show him why Max is a real boss. And why I don't fuck with fakes. I'm worthy of being down for. It's time to show and prove it...All Rights Reserved

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Loving Mr. Cavalier by taty_ABM

When Liliana signed up to become a private flight attendant, she believed she had a general idea of what the job entailed. Strictly professional. What she didn't expect was for the mysterious, strict, straightforward Mr. Cavalier to take an interest in her outspoken yet naïve nature. With a stubborn billionaire refusing to take 'No' for an answer, Liliana finds herself on a ride of a lifetime, filled with heated close encounters, daring conversations, not to mention a dash of drama. Will Liliana be able to withstand Mr. Cavalier's lusty and endless pursuit? Or will the outspoken hostess reject the hot billionaire once and for all? __________________________________ He didn't speak. He never spoke. I knew that he was able to speak, but whenever I was around it seemed that I was the only one speaking. He didn't seem to enjoy my presence, but then again that wouldn't be true given that he requested for me to host, on my day off. His eyes were not friendly, his jaw and lips that never smiled told me to always be on guard. I could always feel his eyes on me, and I know its him, or else my heart wouldn't be acting the way it was. ... And yet, here I am, patting down the wrinkles on my skirt, as his car approached the Jet. I was rather angry. It was my day off. I wasn't even on call. I told Jenna that I wouldn't come in today and that he'd have to find someone else. Apparently this man didn't take "No" for an answer. He had his personal body guard arrive at my door, and I wouldn't be too surprised as to how he got my address. The scary man was ready to drag me from my house, I was driven to his private Aircraft and now I had to play hostess. When he stepped out of the car, his eyes looked up to me. Had he smiled or even acknowledged my presence, maybe I would be free to assume that he was happy to see me.

When You Left Me by NamMinJasmine

In High School, Jasmine Raynes had been a antisocial overweight introvert with a cloud of despair hanging over her head. She had no friends since people just seemed to avoid her and she could hear a voice in her head that resulted from depression and her very own negativity towards herself. She seemed only to get any reprieve when she made music by playing the piano and singing. Laurent Bourgeois on the other half, had been a popular and handsome half of a dancing duo called Les Twins that featured him and his twin brother Larry, whom at even the young of fifteen were well known dancers from France to America and had whatever they pleased. He came across Jasmine by chance one day after school while passing by the chorus room, where her voice echoed from within. Her solemn and melodic singing captivated him from the start and unable to resist the magnetic pull, he entered the room and found her there, all alone. He eventually fell in love with Jasmine after spending everyday together inside that chorus room and they became an odd couple for all of high school together. Then without warning and with an vague explanation on graduation day, Laurent left Jasmine, disappearing with his brother. It's been a couple of years now and Jasmine leads a simple life now that she finally acquired after fighting depression a second time but Laurent returns and they cross paths again. How will they handle old emotions and re emerging pains? *Slowly Revising*

Beg for IT (completed) by lettieirvin

Boss Bitch || Mafia!Larry || 1 || by runningwatermelon

Mafia!Larry || (Power)Bottom!Louis || Crossdresser!Louis | Part 1 | A/N: People call me the Queen of Smut :) (and the biggest tease) *** "Why do you listen to me?" "I-I... I don't know', Harry could say with closed eyes. "Hmm... is it because I'm your boss, huh? Or is it because I'm everything you ever wanted, without you knowing it? Because you always wanted to be controlled by a bottom? Not only that, but by a man, hmm? Because I am a man, right, Harry? Doesn't matter that I wear dresses and high heels" "Urggh, god, yes", Harry moaned, felt his high coming. But he wouldn't dare to cum. PLOT: Harry always wanted to work for the famous and most successful mafia. Led by none other than the phantom ' L'eau Courante ', whom everyone knew existed, but had no other clues who this person could be. The only thing known was a high heel the phantom had left once So this person had to be a woman, Harry assumed. And man, was he wrong. *** Cover made by me; the fanart is made by someone else! The watermark that was on it: teenagedharold

All of Me by freehibana

[COMPLETE] "But there's still so much to learn about this body of yours, dear." He licks his lips as his eyes rake over my form. "You see, I'm curious about how much your body trembles when it's teased to the point of begging for even the slightest bit of relief..." My mouth has been agape this whole time and I finally close it to gulp. My eyes are wide and my body is on fire as I feel his hand make its way back up to my now exposed torso and he teases the underlining of my bra. "... And I wonder," he continues. "How loud you can get when you're finally relieved of that pent up desire and hit with wave... after wave... after wave of pleasure." He kisses each cheek and my forehead to punctuate each point. "It's a sound I imagine is even more intoxicating than those small whimpers you make whenever I touch you here." *** Naomi Monroe is a rising young journalist in Atlanta who decided to give up on any chances of finding love at an early age and instead focused on her career. The decision paid off as she was able to hit the ground running in her career when she graduated college and quickly moved up at an online magazine covering startups, technology, and pop culture. Sebastien Laurent is a venture capitalist who has an untraditional approach to handling his wealth and a disdain for many of those who'd be considered his peers. While he's encountered a number of women in his life, the idea of romantic love seemed to be elusive... That was, until he was interviewed one day by Naomi Monroe. *** Strong language/mature themes! Must be 18+ to read. ***

A B U S E (re-write) by -OgTatorrrr-

Laurent Bourgeois has come to terms with his sexuality and has accepted the fact that he is gay. Now out of highschool and a dance instructor he's 21 now, happy and free.. Or at least he thought he was until he begins living the same nightmare on repeat He's bubbly around friends and fans but his twin Larry Bourgeois knows whats going on, he just needs confirmation. He's very overly protective of Laurent and wants to shield him from harm But the deep secret Laurent holds is he's getting abused by his "boyfriend" Jaden, everyone loves Jaden except Larry who can feel something is off, but one thing they don't know is the horror Laurent faces when they're behind closed doors Will Larry get his confirmation or will he be too late...

CHUBBY by StoriesWithKay

{COMPLETED}{Caution- First book;Old} {#9 in curvy and curves -9/28/19} {#1 in beginner -9/28/19//10/19/19} {#3 in beginner -8/26/19} {#17 in Relatable -8/26/19} "Of course I wouldn't date you! Your fat and ugly. Why would anyone want to date someone so gross and disgusting looking. Your Fatty Frankie! Stick with that, hungry." Jeez his words hit like a train, bus, truck, all at once. I never thought that someone could ever make me feel so bad about myself. I've always had confidence but that, that just destroyed me all at once. **** Frankie Harper sticks out. Literally, she was plus sized and being plus sized came with some serious con's. She always wanted a boyfriend but it was hard for her being that no guy in the world it seems like wanted to date her because of her size. Not many people did anything about her constantly being taunted. She learned to ignore it but, when her bestfriend Samantha went running her mouth, as always, her confidence went away within seconds. She was insecure and began to hate herself. Something she never really experienced nor felt about herself. {May include an inappropriate scene👀)

The Billionaire's Pregnant Ex Wife | ✔️ by kxshintia

(WARNING: This is my first story btw. Some parts may be cringe or toxic, but I don't feel like changing anything at the moment) I watched as he frustratingly ran his hand through his jet black hair as he let out an loud sigh. "Axarii I do not have the patience for your childishness. I can no longer trust you therefore we're getting an divorce." He stated. That just ended my mood. "What! That girl doesn't even look like me, are you fucking blind? My boobs are not even that big! Just imagine Winston and I together, that's impossible." I screeched out and grabbed onto him. I mentally cursed at myself as I felt tears threatening to escape from my hideous eyes. I'm an ugly crier. He roughly pulled his arm out of my grasp. "I want you and your things out of here by tonight and at the company to sign the papers in the morning." "You can't be serious! How can you not believe me, your own wife over some damn fake pictures?" I looked at him only to see him blankly staring at me, not responding. I roughly wiped my eyes before any tears could escape. He would not see me cry. "I'll go but you'll just have to throw away or burn the clothes that you bought for me because I don't need anything from you." I mumbled as I turned away and headed for the stairs. "I don't need a wife that claims she has love for me when all she wants is to be around other men instead of her own husband." I continued to walk up the stairs, not bothering to reply to what he said, not bothered to wipe the tears knowing that he cannot see them. **** #2 ex - March 2024 #12 dominate - September 2023 #6 funny - November 2024 #1 darkness - November 2023 #5 plottwist - November 2023 #2 exwife- November 2024

Bare for you (French Mafia Romance) by fadedreign

Cash I fucked up. Or rather, I'm fucked up. How did I, a high ranking member of the French mafia, allow myself to be distracted by this... stripper? I was supposed to use her for information, that's it. It should have been easy. I pay her money and she tells me about the Russians. Simple. Except, I fucked it up. I let the one advantage we had over them go because I fucking claimed her. What's even worse is that she hates pretending to be my woman and fights me with every single thing. Yeah, it's a fucked up situation but now that I've met her and she's mine, I wouldn't change a goddamn thing. Lux I fucked up. I knew the risk of the Russian men finding out about me but I went along with it anyway. Hell, I almost had to. If you were offered $10,000 to ask a man a few question, would you turn it down? You're a goddamn liar if you say no. Or maybe you're smart as hell because now I'm stuck with a mafia man that refuses to leave me alone. I'm now in between a war I never knew existed. If I had the chance to go back and never meet Cash, would I do it? You damn right I would. Who am I kidding? Now I'm the goddamn liar.

Welcome to Renaissance by Dasha_LT_Ray

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Loving Mr. Cavalier

When Liliana signed up to become a private flight attendant, she believed she had a general idea of what the job entailed. Strictly professional. What she didn't expect was for the mysterious, strict, straightforward Mr. Cavalier to take an interest in her outspoken yet naïve nature. With a stubborn billionaire refusing to take 'No' for an answer, Liliana finds herself on a ride of a lifetime, filled with heated close encounters, daring conversations, not to mention a dash of drama. Will Liliana be able to withstand Mr. Cavalier's lusty and endless pursuit? Or will the outspoken hostess reject the hot billionaire once and for all? __________________________________ He didn't speak. He never spoke. I knew that he was able to speak, but whenever I was around it seemed that I was the only one speaking. He didn't seem to enjoy my presence, but then again that wouldn't be true given that he requested for me to host, on my day off. His eyes were not friendly, his jaw and lips that never smiled told me to always be on guard. I could always feel his eyes on me, and I know its him, or else my heart wouldn't be acting the way it was. ... And yet, here I am, patting down the wrinkles on my skirt, as his car approached the Jet. I was rather angry. It was my day off. I wasn't even on call. I told Jenna that I wouldn't come in today and that he'd have to find someone else. Apparently this man didn't take "No" for an answer. He had his personal body guard arrive at my door, and I wouldn't be too surprised as to how he got my address. The scary man was ready to drag me from my house, I was driven to his private Aircraft and now I had to play hostess. When he stepped out of the car, his eyes looked up to me. Had he smiled or even acknowledged my presence, maybe I would be free to assume that he was happy to see me.