Romance Novels African American Novels & Stories

"This wench got plastic surgery to look like me and snuck into my boyfriend's villa, trying to get into his bed. I caught her in the act. We have to teach her a lesson! She even made a mess of the villa, painting all these flowers. Perhaps she was hoping my man would praise her art. But she'll be the one paying for the cleaning! Don't you know my man hates sunflowers? He even got angry once when I wore a sunflower hairpin. And you? You filled the whole yard with them!" Hearing this, the lackeys got excited, like they were on some kind of adrenaline rush, and started tearing the sunflowers apart. I went crazy, struggling to stop them. "No! Don't touch my flowers!" Darcy kicked me back to the

"Africa is a whole continent, Emma. She is in Nigeria, a West African country. Lastly, not all African men are obsessed with green cards; some are billionaires in their own countries, living in luxury." "To add to what Olive said," Angela continued, "anyone can marry somebody for papers, not just Africans. So Emma, you have apologized to everyone here, since we all have African in us." "Including myself?" Emma asked. "Yes!" Olive and Angela snapped in unison. I tried not to laugh but decided to divert the discussion. “Angela, I’m so happy for you. Really. You deserve this. And look at you—your skin is glowing. I am glad you move on from the heartbreak so quick".

“I haven’t even met him.” “Exactly!” she shouted. “That’s worse! Falling for someone you’ve never seen is peak disaster energy.” “I’m not falling for anyone.” “Good.” She pointed at me again. “Because emotional damage is expensive. And I know you. You fall for men with mystery, danger, and cheekbones sharp enough to stab you.” “I do not!” “You SO do.” Mira narrowed her eyes. “And this man sounds like he invented cheekbones.” I let out a breath and slung my bag over my shoulder. “I’ll be okay. I promise.”

“Take off the robe completely. Just for a minute so we can see how beautiful you are.” I stood up on slightly shaky legs, untied the belt, and let the silk robe fall to the floor. I stood before them in just my lace bra and matching panties. Both of them stared openly, their eyes moving over my body. “God, you are stunning,” Jake whispered. “Your body is incredible, Mrs. Angelique.” I felt powerful and desired. “Miguel, take off your shirt.” He pulled it off, revealing a toned, smooth chest and defined abs. Jake followed when I dared him next, showing his muscular arms and strong torso.

he said and laugh but I didn't care about what he's saying I just want to have sex with him. "Ahhh" "Ohh, Ugh" "Uhm" All you wanna hear in cubicles is our moan. I don't know if someone can hear us but I faster thrusting and after a minute with both reached our orgasm. We fixed our clothes before we go out but on the side of the door bathroom, Ralph was there and looked hurt. I came back to my sense and I realized that I hurt the person who treats me special and made me feel loved but I cano teach my heart to love him because someone already owns my heart and it's Genesis.

He never gave her money to glam up, but he wanted her to glam up. When I got to the bus stop, I brought out my phone to order for a uber. I always sat at the bus stop to order a ride. While I wait for my ride, I enjoyed the beautiful busy view of my small town. Greentown was name after the beautiful gardens that was almost everywhere in the town.

“He has someone now and I like you too much to come between you two. Also, I was trained not to date married men.” I didn’t know if I could believe her or not, but she sounded genuine. This was the first time someone that was Anthony’s fling was kind to me. The others who knew me always resented me for being his friend, so it was weird to see someone like her being this way. “And don’t worry. Anthony and I never fucked. We only kissed back then. Looking back now… ew, he was one ugly kid.” Angela shuddered. I could not stop myself from chuckling at her words and the expression that came with it. Angela seemed to be a chill person and maybe she was not so bad after all, only condescending.

I lean against the door frame, crossing my arms over the chest. “I don’t know, I picked this up from Bianca’s table in her office. It happened this book is actually a romance.” Showing me the cover of a half-naked man. “And since when you like reading a romance novel?” She barks into laughter. “I’m actually having fun. The guy is an asshole and the woman is a demure type.” “Uh, a stereotyped bad boy, playboy. I know you have a thing for that kind of guy.” I don’t know why suddenly I feel a pang in my chest. She’s already my wife, but still, I’m jealous of her imaginary guy.

Lucifer Alpha's Slave is a Dark romance novel intended for adults readers only. This book has a villainous heroes, enemies to lovers, angst, and explicit/ intense/ kinky-forced situations. If you're looking for a sweet romance, then this book is NOT for you. *********************** Exempt from the story ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "You should have knelt down when I asked you to. You shouldn't have challenged me but you did. Now, you will see my warth." "I am begging you, stop this." she tried again, maybe he will change his mind. It wasn't her fault she couldn't bow down to him. She just can't.