The veins in his hands contracted as his fingers squeezed my throat, applying enough pressure, resulting in my pussy squeezing tighter than his hand and my head lolling back. "Look at me, Valentina," his gruff voice commanded. He stopped for a second, causing me to raise my head and look at him. "Why'd you stop?" I whined. He was dripping sex as he looked at me, his thumb running softly over my lips, before pushing forward into my mouth. My lips latched around it instinctively, the rough pad of my tongue swirling around it. "You look so good when I'm fucking you, especially with my finger in your mouth," he muttered, drawing even closer. "Makes me wonder how you'll look with something else in that pretty little mouth of yours, hmm?" he said, voice dropping to a deeper octave, deeper than how deep he was in me right now, matching the drop my stomach made with it. ~ Twenty-three year old Valentina Walker teaches at Horvath University as an English professor. She's sexy, independent and isn't afraid to talk back. Twenty-one year old Giovanni Samuels is a student that majors in English. Undeniably handsome, oozes sex appeal and caught the eye of Valentina. What happens when they can't help but be attracted to each other, despite all the consequences and everything that pushes them apart? Highest Ranking #1 in forbidden #1 in blackgirlmagic #2 in 2021 #2 in newwritter #2 in whiteman #3 in whiteboyblackgirl #6 in italian #14 in romance #24 in 2020 •The pictures in this book do not belong to me. •Cover was amazingly done by @MiaBSmith

"You look perfect," he whispered into my ear. "Well you look a mess," I responded plainly, but he could sense the waver and doubt as I released a small whine. "That so..." he cooed huskily into the crook of my neck, feeling my pulse with his softened lips. His hand grabbed onto the both of mine, placing them above my head, as my mind began to spiral, "Then why is it you stare at me?" "I don't know," I whispered cockily, clenching my thighs. "Oh?" he spread my legs open fastly with his knee, watching my mouth fall open with delight. "𝗠𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗜 𝗿𝗲𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗻, 𝗚𝗹𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗮?" • • • Working as a maid for the most powerful kingdom, Gloria Manú has yet to feel greater than what she is. As if fate were real, she was taken under care of a knight. The captain, to be exact. He wasn't like the happy adventurous soul that she possessed. He was quite the opposite. Cold, emotionless, and intimidating. Yet somehow, his protective side made her feel like a princess. That's all she's ever wanted, and she started to fall in love. Nonetheless, he didn't see her in the same way she saw him, despite the constant hints. He'd always forget her confessions. Will he ever realize what he means to her and how long will she have to remind him? ⚠ Will Contain Mature Content ⚠ ➥ Started: 4/30/21 - Finished: 5/18/21

Brooke is a hardheaded, blunt, champion boxer who hasn't lost a fight and doesn't take no for an answer. when her Bestfriend Evanley brings her to a BDSM club things end turning out wrong. she meets billionaire club owner who's looking for a new sub. will she submit to him? or will he give up everything to submit to her? Don't copy my books!! EXCERPT below!!! I smooth my hands over my dress. He's wearing a black suit with a black tie. He looks... nice... or whatever. Him eye-fucking me is really starting to get under my skin. I grab my backpack that's at the bottom of the stage, I don't plan in staying in these clothes but I'll wear them until I can get a chance to change. I narrow my eyes and approach him in a cautious but bitter manor. He gets the picture because he plasters a triumph smirk on his face. That fucker. "What are you doing here leach" my words are like acid hopefully hinting that I don't want him to be here. "I can't get a hello from my date? You look beautiful" his eyes roam up and down my body and I stiffen. The muscles in my stomach tighten and I swallow the lump in my throat. I agree I do look nice. I'm wearing a cream colored dress that's open in the back. There's a thigh high split that's a little too far up for my liking but its fine. I put my hair up in a ponytail but it looks nice I guess. "So where are we doing this?" I question, ready to get this thing over with. "Dinner sounds good to me, ready baby?" he stretches out his hand which I reluctantly take. He pulls me to him and snakes his hand around my back to clasp my waist. "Your skin is so soft love" he purrs in my ear. "I'm not your baby I'm not your love or whatever other cute names you want to call me, and keep the touching to a minimal" he chuckles and leads me out side to a black Porsche that's waiting for him. So he's got money. I can see where the cockiness comes from.

His lips trail down my neck, sending shivers all over. "I love looking at you," he breathes, brushing the hair off my shoulders. "Will you let me look at you?" My heart hammers, a wild thing seeking his. "Yes." So he does. And I feel it. For a long moment, I just feel his eyes. Then, his hands. They skim down my spine, bowing my body into his. When his lips find my throat, I lean back into his hands, my eyes closing. He kisses between my breasts, then across them, taking my nipples into his mouth, swirling his tongue, sucking, and kissing, always kissing. I gasp lightly, my fingers curling into his hair. His response is a smile against my skin. He explores the expanse of my chest, my stomach, my shoulders. He pulls my arms out to kiss them, all the way to my wrists...all the way back. He presses affection into my skin, injects trust into my veins. Then he eases me to my back and does it all over again. ******* An obscure tutoring opportunity brings Camila closer to three friends: Noah, Jed, and Fox. After hiding in the shadows for so long, Cam is coaxed to the light. 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙗𝙞𝙩𝙚 STANDALONE NOVEL C O N T A I N S : ❤︎ sexual/mature content ❤︎ violence/abuse ❤︎ found family H I G H E S T RANKINGS: #1 romancestories #1 completed #1 collegeromance Copyright © 2024 immoralLaurel. All Rights Reserved.

Short Story BWMM Cover by @HerParamour Nurses and inmates don't belonged together, but after a bloody prison fight, their two paths collide. After this chance meeting, an unexpected friendship begins. Isaac has two months until his sentence is over. And two months is all it takes for this friendship to grow into something more. Despite Isaac's natural glare, tattoos, and heavily muscled frame, he is pretty laid back and easy going. Unless you piss him off, then you'll be lucky to get away from him without crippling injuries. Isaac knows what he wants and that's Cleo. But if he doesn't make a change, Cleo just might slip through his fingers. Cleo is an energetic nurse with a personality way too bubbly to be working in a prison. She is sweet and kind to even the worst of criminals. But how far will Cleo's kindness go? Will they be able to make a relationship work? Or will their differences break them apart? *** She yanks me down to her level by my shirt, pressing her lips against mine. "Fuck, Cleo." I groan into her lips, raising my hand to grab the back of her head. I clench my fist in her hair and push her harder onto my lips. She let's out a whimper when my tongue finds it's way into her mouth. Cleo pulls back, tugging my bottom lip between her teeth for a second before she releases it. Lust runs through my body as I roughly push Cleo up against the nearest wall. I grab her chin and tilt her head to expose her neck. Cleo let's out a sound that I'm immediately addicted to as I bite down harshly on her neck, almost drawing blood. I vaguely notice her legs clench together as I sooth the bite with my tongue. I begin to suck a hickey onto her skin as she trails a shaky hand under my shirt. Just as she reaches my chest her movements freeze and her body trembles as I apply more pressure with my lips. "I-Isaac.." She moans quietly. Once satisfied, I raise my head from her neck to admire the deep purple hickey I gave her... Start:2/22/21 End:4/18/21

The beautiful angel walks up to me and looks at me lovingly. A year ago, I would have been disgusted but now his gaze was doing things to me, things I didn't want, FEELINGS I wasn't ready for. My knees buckle under the gaze of his beautiful golden eyes. He smiles and at this point, he's standing right in front of me, so close he could probably hear my heart beating so erratically in my chest. Thump-thump He lifts his hand and touches my cheek oh so softly, his thumb brushing against my jawline. I let out a breath at the amazing feeling, Thump THUMP sparks flying through my skin. He smells like honey. He leans in my ear THUMP THUMP THUMP THUMP and whispers, "Don't you even think about rejecting me". I look at him in shock, how is this being of goodness, of grace, looking at me with an emotion so rare for his kind to look at my kind with.... LOVE. He smirks and blushes at my reaction to him and his eyes brighten in delight, his eyes then trail to my lips, and his thumb brushes across them, I let out a shudder. "You are mine and I am yours forever, you are my destiny" ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Twin schools, the school for angels, and the school for ravagers have been founded to train future generations to kill demons. Angels run heaven and hell while ravagers hunt demons. What happens when a good-natured angel boy falls in love with a ravager despite her rash nature?

He stops talking at the sight of me and looks me up and down, leaning against my door frame. "Damn ma you look sexy as hell." I look myself in the mirror, tracing my curves in the dress. "Thank you, Dion." "You still ain't tell me where you're going though." "I'm going on a date." I say picking up my bag and turning to him. His eyes turn dark and his expression changes immediately as he pushes himself of the frame. "You're going where?" "On a date." I repeat. "With who?" "With Devon." "Devon?!" His voice booms. "Okay, imma need you to lower ya tone." I tell him, scrunching my features at him. He gives a dry laugh and rubs his hands across his face. "Is this because I'm going over to Paige's place?" He walks closer to me. "Fine, then I won't go." ~ 25 year old Venice Carter gets into a strictly pleasure-only relationship with her colleague Dion Miller. Everything works out fine until something terrible happens to Venice's apartment, causing her to move in with him and feelings quickly start to get involved. Both doubt that the other reciprocates and the affection only continues to grow the more time they spend together. Will they admit their feelings for each other or will they continue to hide them and remain co-workers with benefits? Warning!⚠️: Contains explicit sex scenes and mature content. Read at your own discretion.

WARNING‼️This book contains abstruse topics such as Dark Love, Abuse, Violence etc if you are not comfortable with the above please feel free to swipe past this book. "Please take me home" I no longer felt like going to work I didn't want my patient to see me devastated and terrified. After a few minutes we reached my apartment as I was about to get out he locked the doors I shivered feeling him turn towards me by now my eyes were glossy. I slowly turned to look at him the smell of blood was painted on him the tears rolled down my cheeks his thick thumb wiped them away my body was shaking I was terrified of this man when his skin made contact with mine my body tingled with a foreign emotion, I looked up at his eyes letting him touch me afraid he would kill me if I moved. "Goodnight my Queen" I shivered at the title he had given me, I was scared to the bone and I was not about to argue with him while he had a taste for blood the look in his eyes told me he still wanted more when he entered the car earlier on. He tenderly kissed my forehead lingering as my heart exploded I waited patiently and shut my eyes praying for him to remove his lips from my skin so I could go home. He finally did and when he unlocked the car doors I jumped out and hurried to my apartment not looking back at the devil in the car. I finally reached my apartment panting and shut the door sliding down my door crying hysterically, I could still feel his cold lips on me. What did I just witness tonight. What did I get myself into. I was scared of the future because I knew surely he would be back to check on his Queen. Highest Rankings #1 in Dark Romance. #1 in Possessive. #1 in Crazy. #1 in Dark Love. #1 in Psycho. © 2016 MCU, All rights reserved.

I watched as he walks closer to me making take a step back, his green eyes has darken and filled with rage I continue to step back but was soon stopped by the wall I started to tremble in fear. " Wanna say that again love?" He says towering over me, I couldn't speak I opened my mouth but nothing came out he was going to hurt me " Love.. I don't like to repeat myself I'm not a very patient man but if you don't give me an answer there is going to be blood on this floor and it's not going to be mine" he says calmly I couldn't hold back tears no more "You can't just come and own me like some piece of property!" I sobbed looking everywhere else but him I spoke up again " I'm not yours and never will be-" I was cut of by a hand gripping around my neck lifting me off the ground my hands immediately started trying to pull off his hand around my neck, but he didn't budge. " who said you had a choice" he says looking deep into my eyes, I slowly felt my throat closing up I tried harder to get his hand away but he was too strong I started to get less and less air "I'm going to say this once so listen close" my lungs start to burn as he leans in my ear " you're mine and mine only " He says before dropping me onto the ground I fell on my knees breathing greedily for air.....

Love is just a word until someone comes along and gives it a memory... You know you're in love when you can say anything to the person and you know they won't laugh at you. When you can see their face when you close your eyes. When you can still feel their arms around you holding you tight after they're gone. When you can still taste their kiss after you have said goodbye. You can tell you're in love when you miss them before they're gone. When their voice lingers in your ears. When their presence eases any pain. When their name sends chills down your spin. When they're the only thing you can think about. You know you're in love when you can see all their hopes and dreams and their soul when you look into their eyes. When they call you at four in the morning to say, "I Love You" and mean it. When your tears stain not only their shirt, but also their heart. When even a simple chore done with them can become a lasting memory. Ultimately, you know you're in love when you can't imagine living without them and can't figure how did you live before you knew them. When they fulfill every need and without them you're incomplete. The love of someone else completes the heart, and sound and mind all at once. 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟓, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟎-𝐟𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝟏𝟎, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏