COMPLETED! "You are weak, unstable, and arrogant! You are not a good wolf!" A laugh barked out of the Alpha's throat, shaking his head, eyes so bright. "Grow up, pup! Look at yourself!" My hands shake as he taunts me, travelling up my arms until my whole body is vibrating. "No!" I scream, voice more animal than anything, and then, I lunge. --- Females are weak in this world. Your mate, he'll protect you. He'll save you, no matter what. That's what he's for. But that is not what Montana Wrens was built for. She's independent, driven, and hard headed. No is not an option. In this world she's out of place, persecuted, hated, put down. This isn't her, she somehow is breaking the mold. What happens when the men in her life are almost all against her? The women unwilling to band? Will she fight for the top? Or settle for second... --- VOTED FIRST PLACE BOOK OF THE YEAR (10-20K) BEST BADASS All Rights Reserved Some Mature Content* Wattys 2016 & 2017 ©Lasting Summit

Attending to a royal school can probably be the best experience of your life of living properly and with manner. As Ava starts her high school a royal school she noticed that there is a mysterious girl in the back of the class that does nothing but stare. "Why are you looking at me like that?" I clutch my books tighter like they were my life at the moment. She had the blackest shade hair while it was bringing out her icy blue eyes. "Why do you have to be here?" She moved her head to the front slightly so her hair can cover half her face. Her voice was deep but had a feminine side to it. "Because I can" I stomped my foot in frustration "Clam down Kitten" she smirked

He kept on staring at me but I ignored him, at least I tried to. He was sitting right beside me and although I was looking at the board I still could glimpse his form facing me, he seemed to be looking at my lips. I wasn't able to take it any more. I slowly turned to him, he was indeed staring at my lips. "What??" I ask feeling self cautious as I fought the thought of wiping off my mouth. He slowly licked his lips and said, " nothing" as he shook his head " your lips ... they just look so kissable" he added slowly and calmly after a while causing my heart to overreact, my eyes went wide and my mouth to turn into a forbidden smile. "What?" I asked as I tried to give him a weird look but I couldn't stop smiling, the forbidden smile seemed to be taking over my entire face, slowly but surely. This book is in the point of view (P.O.V) of the main character (first person) with an exception of chapter 1 which is told by the narrator (second person) { Book 2 - Revealing Secrets https://my.w.tt/bF5lujvGo2 } When this book was reviewed by yours truly it was summed up to 50 chapters. Sorry if you find some of the chapters a bit too short . Lol.

"You want me don't you" after saying that she just come close to me and bite my earlobes which made me shiver and her hands slowly tangled with my hair and she lift my head grabbing my hair and our eyes met from which I can see my reflection in her eyes. Anger is blowing inside me but i have to play nice if i don't want to reveal my true identity and I can't let it happen she is a normal girl. "Say it if you want me, beg me The King of Italian Mafia or I say the becoming King" as those words utter from her mouth my heart skipped a beat and now i realise it was her game and i got played but the point is how does she knows about mafia and how she know that I am a King. "Who are you?" I asked her with surprise tone in my voice. Now it's my time to take action and no more need play her model so I yanked her away and grab her by her throat. __________________________________________________ "Want to know who is she and how she knows about the mafia and all so read the book" *TWO CHAPTERS IN A WEEK* #queenbysoul #hatetoloverelationship #dominantfemale #indiangirl

"He was a great lion and she was merely a gazelle. He was stalking her in the tall grass, crouching on his mighty hinges, his claws extended, his teeth bared. She sensed him, peered through the tall greenery for him but saw nothing, confusion clouding her senses. Was there nothing there? Was she merely guessing at nothing? Being deceived by her own fear and paranoia? Then she heard a growl, the sound of crunching grass growing near. But she could not run, it was too late, she was pounced on. And then she screamed, her cries ignored, for she was the prey of a predator, a meal for a starving creature." -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ife was gifted, she had sight and the ability to read eyes. She had been taught all her life that soul did not lie... Prince Fumnaya was filled with a growing idleness that he could not seem to fill. No amount of respect or bed partners could quite encompass the void he had in him....until the night he laid eyes on Ife. Moonlight bouncing off of soft brown skin tended to raise any man's libido but what he felt for her was so quick, so carnal, he had to have her. Ife had seen him before, in her dreams, dreams that haunted her constantly, his eyes called to her, beckoned her closer. Begging her to save him, to wash away the melancholy inside him, to brighten his view of the world. All her life, she thought she knew what she was to do, to save other, to give advice . But now that she has fallen into Fumnaya's explosively passionate haze of desire, she is lost. She wants to save him...the need is stronger than anything in the world but his sexual passion frightens her, for his need of her is far too great. Will he fall victim to his dull view on life, tarnishing his soul or will she finally realize that what he needs most in life is her?

I felt his hand as it gently pushed the strands of hair that were blocking his view of my face, behind my shoulder. The action caused his fingers to involuntarily graze my jawline and neck making me stiffen. The short contact left my body feeling warm and my breathing to suddenly turn irregular. "I think you look beautiful." He said in that deep, soft voice that made me feel funny. I could still feel his fingers in my hair as they now seemed to instinctively move around the strands. "Thank you.." I whispered, surprised at how softly it came out. Could he even hear it? "My pleasure mamas." He replied, giving me my answer. The words leaving his lips sounded so good that I had to look to make sure he'd actually said them. Before I knew it my body was slowly leaning towards him and even in my dazed state I didn't miss his inching towards mine. • • • Follow Athena Kingman as she experiences life and love in ways that she's never imagined before. This is the story of a young woman growing and learning what it means to fully undergo all of the "New Heights" that come with living out your own journey and the stories friendship, companionship and self-love bring about. Disclaimer: I do not own any rights to the image used to make the cover photo. No need for copyright infringement. BWHM (Black Woman Hispanic Man) BWBM (Black Woman Black Man) BWSM (Black Woman Spanish Man) TEASER CHAPTER IS UP Still adding and editing.

Far From Perfect. That's what I am. It's what I've always been. How do I even begin to see myself as anything different when all I've ever been is the fat girl? I just want to be loved and accepted. It's all I've ever wanted. And all I've ever needed. I didn't think it was possible to have either of those until I met Nate Carter. Nate swooped into my life like a wrecking ball, rattling the very walls I built around myself to keep anyone from ever getting in. And without me realizing it, he knocked them all down one by one and did what no one was ever able to do. He taught me to see me. The real me. But will that be enough to keep what is growing between us alive? × Highest Rankings × #1 in Bodypositive #1 in Selfacceptance #2 in Bodyimage #2 Bodyimageissues #2 Self-esteem #6 Firstkiss #13 Outcast

COMPLETED ✔ "Damn she's thick." We both hear. I move to step over towards him. Eureka holds my arm drawing my attention back on her. She gets on her tippy toes. I brace forwards to cut the gap between us. Eureka holds around my neck putting her face to my ear. That's when I hear her whisper. "There's no need for you to get upset. He can only look, and not touch because I'm yours." I stiffen in my jeans. Getting aroused from her boldness. But I take it one step further. Gripping her neck. Detka holds my arm tighter. Lighty moans where only I can hear. I stand up straighter holding her against me by her neck. Looking at the cashier who is still watching her. I cough getting his attention. "Uhmm. Thank you but our groceries won't ring up themselves." He looks at me now. I smirk at him, taking Eureka's hand. "Also it's not nice to stare at what isn't yours." Eureka squeezes my hand. "Behave." She mutters. I ignore her and finish unpacking what's left. What folks are commenting "I love the story it's different from other stories I read. It'a so refreshing just seeing two people fall in love without all the drama. I love how they communicate with each other and how they plan to be with each other forever." ~ @melanin_poppin7 "I have loved this story from the start. Their journey has been exciting in that its been between two folks just living an everyday we can relate to but still so attention keeping." ~ @787ralexis "This chapter was on fire 🔥!! Kira is everything!!" ~ @TrinkyWiggy "I swear I've read this book 5 times already but it's an experience of love and respect I love it sooo muchhhhhh" ~ @zozoDabanana Highest rankings #2 goodbook #2 architecture #5 thick #5 curvy #6 white #7 interracial #10 romance

[My nubile body ripened with lustful desire for every inch of this Seraph of a being. Finalizing our orally initiated bliss he steps back as his nimble fingers gracefully prance across the fleshy meadows of my thighs. My orbs soaking up the beautiful illustration of Maverick before me. My blood rushing through my body like Grand Rapids, drowning out any argument to stop, slow, or refrain from fully engaging his scrumptious body with mine. His black sweat pants gracefully serving my greedy eyes every inch of his swaying appendage, like a waiter serving the finest hors d'oeuvres. I willingly accept, being the only guest in attendance. "I missed you mama." Lust and desire threaded through his words like a needle and thread through the finest of silks.] Fuck a get even in New York we one up a bitch. When you try to hold us down we claw our way to the top. "Get it how you live", our famous motto in the concrete jungle. Almost broken by the death of her parents and rape by a foster brother, Lyric Fyre knows all too well the struggle of the concrete jungle. Catapulted into the life of a stick-up girl, a hustler, and college student; juggling immeasurable responsibilities and secrets. Come along as Lyric braves the trials and tribulations life throws at her. Along for her wild journey of self-exploration are her best friends, new family, and possible love of her life. Will Lyric allow her circumstances to break her or will she be the rose that grows from the concrete? Will she be burned by her past or will she be the wild Fyre that consumes everything in her path? #1 Black Love of 8.2k 3/2/21 #1 Perseverance of 1k 12/18/23 #7 College Love of 741 3/10/21 #8 Black Girl Magic of 1.82k 12/21 #16 Strong Women of 1.05k 3/8/21 #57 Survival of 39.1k 3/10/21 #13 Erotice Romance of 9.31k 7/4/21 #1 BlackWomanBlackMan of 1.18k 5/2022

"Why don't you consider shutting up and mind your own business. It's just a wise suggestion though." Ah there is chilliest - but not smart enough - retort I missed a lot "Come on. You used to love my mouth open. Why, it's just a memory though." Now, woman, that's what you call a smart reply. Learn from me, hotty. Arsenio Garcia, the Royal King of Malaga, always had something sarcastic coming out of his mouth whenever he had his eyes on the woman of his life and probably, his death too. Valentina Bianchi, the smart and a thoughtful girl of Bianchi family is one person you wouldn't want to mess with. She hates the mere sight of Arsenio and becomes completely a different person in his sight. What made these two strong personalities collide with each other like ice and fire? Will they ever have a middle ground or will they always dance on a battle ground? Follow the journey of Val and her Arse King while they see tides of life with each other.