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.

A Forbidden Love story... No one wants to see them together. Whenever they're around each other, all hell let's loose and chaos erupts everywhere they go. Naledi Minentle Mxenge Her parent's love died before it was given the chance too bloom, she was fed into lies from an early childhood, her father was inlove with another woman, a woman he knew he could not have. A normal nurse practitioner living her life on the sidelines, trying not to get caught in the crossfire going on between her family and it's rival. Samkelo Nhlakanipho Zungu His parents are the defination of a true love story. Soon to be leader of the Zungu empire, he has no choice but to indulge in the war happening between his family and it's rival. But as the oldest and heir to the empire, He has not time for love... Until he meets a certain individual. Will their families put their massive ego's and heavy pride filled chest's aside and put away their hatred for each other for the sake of their romance? Read 'Falling For A Zungu Prince' to find out. ------------------------------------ ⚠︎ WARNING⚠︎ ⚠︎CONTAINS SOUTH AFRICAN LANGUAGES ⚠︎ ⚠︎CONTAINS MATURE SCENES ⚠︎ ⚠︎ CONTAINS GRAMMATICAL ERRORS⚠︎ ------------------------------------

What happens when a spicy arrangement with the gangster starts to get a little too spicy for Lerato to handle? Will she want out or will she be a ride or die, not only for the hot gang leader who seems to love torturing her in the best ways possible but for her best friend who she loves dearly. _____ I POST 3 TIMES A WEEK ON AVERAGE. _____ I do not own any rights to the cover of this book therefore if you are the owner and would like to request for me to remove it, please don't hesitate to hit me up and I will do so. Or if any of you know who it belongs to let me know to give credits in the description. Thank you ~Miss K

The strong pull to her. The desire to have something you never thought you would want again. A glance turned into an obsession. And he would stop at nothing to get her. He would do anything he could to keep her. He cared so much for only her Alessio Bucceri was a man who could have anything he ever wanted. Until he wanted that one thing to need him back. Circumstances run in his favor as the woman of his dreams landed into his domain. He would never let her go. A chance glance turned obsession. #1 BWWN! #1 Mafia [4/12/24] *Book excerpt* -- Her cheeks turned red, ever so slightly through her chocolate skin. Her skin looked and felt so smooth. She liked the compliments, the Italian flare. It ropes many women, but the way she looked at me with her big almond eyes had my mind racing and my body in overdrive. She was not immune to my charm, even in her current situation. Her hair was in a slick bun. I was sad not to be able to see the curls adorne her face. And yet she stared at me again, watching me like a dog. Curious gazes. It was fun to tease, and the response I got back over affirmed my teasing. She seemed more relaxed with me. She looked away from me. She stared out the window watching the street ride by. It was silent for a while as I texted my subordinates basic commands. Nothing conspicuous. "Alessio, where are you taking me," her voice piped up. Seems like it took her a while to muster up the courage. I loved her sweet voice when it spoke me me and when she said my name... It was such a turn-on. She wasn't supposed to really ask questions. I don't like lots of questions. I thought about the best way to respond but opted not to say anything at all. She was as stubborn as always, forgetful too. She scanned around me before huffing to herself and looking back out the window. -- Started 06/08/2023- 8/14/2023 Highest Rankings: #7 Arranged [4/26/24] #26 Older #1 Bwwm #13 Man #1 Mafia #1 lovetragedy #6 lovestory #5 Blackwomen

His finger trailed up my thigh ever so gently causing my pussy complete torture. He knew what he was doing. He knew this was driving me completely crazy. Just as his fingers were trying to push past my underwear my hand grabbed onto his wrist. "Don't," I warned, in a low voice making sure nobody would notice. "Watch me fuck you in front of every single person here unless Tobias stops looking at you like that." He explained. I glanced over to Tobias who was looking angrier than ever. If Tobias didn't stop looking at me not only would my husband keep to his word, someone would send a bullet through his skull. * * * Scarlett Salvadore was to be married to a man she hated with all her heart to increase her father's power. Aleksander Petrov was to be married to a woman he hated with all his heart to make amends with some of the Italian mafia. When the two of them meet at a club without knowing their identities they are immediately drawn to each other. What will happen when the two of them discover each other's identity? Will it grow the passion they have for each other or will their families history destroy it? * * * "I hope you realize that you belong to me now. In fact, you've always belonged to me, before and after the wedding ring on that finger of yours." I rolled my eyes at his words, still not forgetting the things he said to me before. "I'm just as much yours as you are mine, and don't you forget it, Aleksander." I snapped, pointing at his hard chest. "Prove it." A smirk appeared on my lips. Men in the mafia always use their wives for sex. But why can't it be the women using their husband's? * * * Far from a cliché Started: Thursday 26th August 2021 Finished: Monday 15th August 2022 RANKINGS: 11 in Lust 6 in Italian 1 in Strong Language 1 in explicit

What do you do when your past comes knocking at your door and turns your life up side down. Meet Nompumelelo and Mmelokuhle as they go through hell and back for their son. Will their love as beautiful and powerful as it is overcome everything or will the past ruin them... A love so Deep... First Book: Please leave your comments 🖤

✓ COMPLETED ✓ Started: 2nd NOV 2020 Finished: 23th AUG 2021 EDITING! I could feel his gaze on me as my hands slowly reached to the blood coming out of my fiance. It was cold, sticky, and wet. As it stained my hands, tears were beginning to pour down causing me to subconsciously wipe my face. "How'd you feel after committing your first murder?" His deep voice asked me from behind. Slowly turning around, showing him the mess of emotions I was going through. "Fuck you." I responded slowly, with much anger. I caught a spark in his eye and he slowly began to smirk. "It won't be your last." * * * Stephano Varallo. A dangerous man feared by men and admired by women. Andrea Russo. A kind woman with her perfect fiance and loyal bestfriend. When Stephano requests for a nurse to come to his house Andrea arrives and Stephano can't seem to let her go. Far from a cliche. * * * A spin-off to His Personal Assistant.

Melokuhle Mpumelelo Zungu The first born son of Nkosinathi and Zanothando Zungu. A now matured eighteen year old completing his matric. There are secrets that his entire family has been hiding from him for the past few years. What happens when he meets his soulmate at the hands of death? Will he help her or will he let her be the next person's problem? Olwethu Buhlebendalo Nkosi An average eighteen year old girl with her best friend that tries to keep her sane. Caught at the wrong place at the right time? What a time to be alive, what happens after she gives up any means of hope but eventually meets the love of her life? Not knowing who he is or where he's from, an accident waiting to happen. What happens when she slowly starts to fall for him? Join Melo and Lwethu as they navigate their love for one another! Read 'Saved By A Zungu Prince' To Find out ∆THIS BOOK CONTAINS SOUTH AFRICAN LANGUAGES∆ ∆THIS BOOK CONTAINS GRAMMATICAL ERRORS∆ ⚠︎THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE SCENES⚠︎ Read at your own risk. 1K - 29 | 11 | 2023 5K - 21 | 12 | 2023 10K - 02| 01 | 2024 @Erotic_Lelo on both Instagram and tik tok

"So when you gon' stop playing and let me hit that shit, Zuria?" Mitch asked while he smoked a blunt in my mother's living room and we both sat on the floor. "Let you hit this?" I asked, raising an eyebrow as I watched him blow smoke into the air. "Yeah." He smirked, cockily. "How about when you learn how to talk to your girlfriend?" I took the blunt out of this hands and smashed it on the ashtray that was on the coffee table. "Whatchu do that for?" He bit his bottom lip, leaning into me. "Hm?" He went on, softly biting my neck. "I've told you, you can't smoke in here, Mitchell." "You're really not even supposed to be here." I said to him, considering my mother did not condone boys in her house but here he was. He'd completely ignored me though as he mushed his head into my neck, leaving small kisses. "Stop." I whined playfully as he pushed himself up onto me and kissed my lips, pushing me backwards with our lips still attached. "Mitch." I spoke nervously as he climbed on top of me while I now laid my back onto the carpet. "Let me hit that shit, ma." He spoke softly into my ear as he continued leaving kisses on my neck. "Mitch, we cant. My mom will be home from work soon." I expressed to him but he ran his hands up my school skirt anyway. "Stop bitchin'." "Let me finally pop that cherry, Z." He spoke, putting his lips on mine as he slowly moved my underwear aside and rubbed his fingers against my Girl. "Mm." I moaned, unfamiliar with this feeling but it felt great. And though I knew my mother would be here soon, I no longer wanted to stop. He continued rubbing it as I laid there, looking up into his eyes. As I did, he smirked down at me and I smiled small, rubbing a hand down his cheek. I was so in love with this boy.

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