A Man That Heals (A Keith Powers Story)

A Man That Heals (A Keith Powers Story)

  • WpView
    Reads 116,723
  • WpVote
    Votes 5,187
  • WpPart
    Parts 33
WpMetadataReadMatureOngoing6h 38m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Jul 31, 2018
Scarred by a troubled past Tasiah Louis begins to live a dangerous lifestyle using sexual encounters as a cure and remedy for the pain of her past. After a night of pleasure with a random man she meets producer and songwriter Tory Watts on her way home. When the two cross paths Tasiah realizes that sex isn't the only thing that can heal her yet love may be able to solve it all. Yet who'd want a 19 year old sex addict? When her lies come to light and her past comes back to haunt her Tory may find that the young woman's damage is too much to be fixed. But love may conquer it all. ENJOY!
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • Deception (Urban Fiction)
  • Mending Heart |18+|
  • CRIMINAL
  • His Broken Angel
  • My Dad Sold Me to a Gang Leader. ( Editing )
  • A Deadly Love Triangle Part I.
  • Lost In Paradise(EDITING)
  • A Game to You
  • A Story To Tell | Book 1
  • Teenage Love Affair: Love's Tragedy♥ (PART II)

Warning: Mature audiences only. "I love you," he whispered seductively in my ears sending chills throughout my entire body. I was more than in love with this man. He had my mind going wild with just a single touch of his soft hands against my skin. "I want you," he says as he gently pulls me into his arms and kisses my lips passionately. Making my body want more of the sensational feeling his affection created in my body. I was most definitely sprung and I honestly didn't want this amazing feeling he gave me to ever end. He was phenomenal, and he had all of the attributes I looked for in a man. He was fine as hell, romantic, consistent, loyal, funny, active, and had money. "How can a man be so perfect?" I thought in my head as I looked lustfully into his dark brown eyes. "Or maybe he isn't as perfect as I think?" I questioned myself being opened to the possibility that I was slightly blinded by his perfections. "Or what if he's playing me and he's not who I think he is at all?" I thought jokingly, quickly eliminating that possibility. ****************** Who is this wondrous man? is he as great as he seems? Or are the possibilities endless? Follow Nevaeh Nicole Johnson on her search for happiness. Maybe she's already found it? But you'll have to find out.

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines