Novels by Desire Writes

After a quick shower, I went in for my shift and met with Diego, the manager over the waitresses. He didn't greet me, just gave me my uniform and showed me where my locker was to change. A man of few words and too many meatballs. He was a stocky guy with salt and pepper hair and a mole on the side of his nose.I quickly changed into the black, satin bra and panty duo with matching garters and the classic white, silk playboy bunny-like collar and cuffs. The tights, feeling so smooth against my skin, are paired with black, classic Christian Louboutin heels. I wore my hair half up, half down and blood red lipstick."Well hello, Roxanne." A familiar voice spoke out from behind me. I turned to see the charming Lorenzo in the doorway."Hey, Lorenzo," I said sweetly. "How do I look?" I asked with my hands on my hips."Beautiful, to say the least," He said as he threw me a wink. "You're going to be working with me ton

Buzz.Buzz.I awoke to my phone vibrating and the sun coming through my window. I sleepily stretch my arms and search the bed for my phone. With my head still on the pillow, I answer the call."Hello?"I listen, but there's no one there. No sound, no voice, but I can hear my heart. I'm instantly awakened and reaching for my gun off of the nightstand."Hello?"Dial Tone.I wrap the sheet around my naked body and look around the house making sure all the doors are locked and there's nothing out of place. I can't fight the feeling that something isn't right. To you, it's just a phone call, but for me, this means someone who I've crossed may be after me. Nature of the business, I guess.Remembering I have a meeting with the guys to brief them on my new life, I texted them the details while get

The sun warm on my skin and the smell of Mole de Olla Soup filled the small kitchen, and the sweet hum of my mother's voice filled the room. My heart crashed against my chest as I run toward my mother and wrap my arms around her."Mamá!"My mother holds me tightly and moves my thick black hair from my face as she begins to place a sweet kiss to my forehead before she signals me to sit and eat."Mi amor mi bebe sentarse y comer."Tears began to stream as I sit across from my mother as my 22 year old self, and her with salt and pepper hair. A dream that I'd give anything to have come to life."Ten Cuidado Escarlata es un problema.""Esto es para ti mamá."I awake in sweat from my dream and can't help but think that she's sending me a message.I have to see Giovanni and his cock tonight, while Antonio had a date set up with Isabella, Giovan

I awoke the next morning to my alarm buzzing and me not wanting to leave my bed. I decided to hit snooze and not take my daily run. I wanted to sleep, but instead, I was back in his file. They have reason to believe he killed his brother and my mother, but there's no way. He was 12 at the time and that could have easily been an initiation. This is information we could possibly get from the sister. She could make or break my plan.I finally pulled myself out of bed to get dressed for the day. I decided to throw on some black leggings and a white tank that barely covered my breasts. My hair is half-up, half-down, full of waves; my natural hair texture. I slipped on a pair of white and black Nike Air Max and a waist length leather jacket. On my way out, there was a man selling hot chocolaté and tamales. I grabbed two cheese tamales and headed to Body Tap.The club was well lit and the girls were masterpieces, all goddesses of every flavor. Maybe I do h

I arrived at Body Tap wearing a black, mid-thigh, bodycon dress and 5-inch, red Valentino stilettos. My hair was pulled back in its signature style, a slick ponytail and I finished the looked with a scarlet red, matte lipstick.The club is beautiful. I've seen many strip clubs, but this one screamed wealth and luxury. Definitely not what I was expecting with its name. Outside stood a bouncer in a black suit, standing next to red velvet ropes. He's the typical big guy to scare people off, but to me, he could very well be a Walmart greeter. I've learned to have no fear."What's your name, sweetness?""Marisol. I'm here for an audition."Making sure to say my name in a way that would stick to him like honey."Good luck," He said as he stepped aside to let me in. "He's in his office."I entered the club and was greeted by glass, mirrors, and elegance. A strip club in the day is li

Scarlett"Corre Scarlett!""Madre por que?""Ve ahora bebe!"The last memory of my mother is playing in my head. This was before she was gunned down by my father's enemies. Her voice still haunts me but gives me the strength I need to always push through. That was thirteen years ago and I still have nightmares of finding her lifeless body.I watched as my mother's blood seeped into the carpet of her bedroom and I vowed that the ones who killed her would pay for what they did. I was found hours after her death, my tio found me cuddled next to her fast asleep."They will pay, tio," I said to myself.Memories that haunt me and give me strength. This one of all is my most powerful, because it helps me remember why I do what I do. My heart and my mind racing as I race around the track leaving my teammates behind."Keep up!" I sa

I shook my head in disbelief and stood watching his door waiting for something. What? I have no clue but I waited. Finally, snapping back to reality on shaky legs I made my way to my room.."What just happened?" I say aloud. "Did he just- did I just?" I say as lie in bed looking up at the ceiling.I was mentally disheveled just thinking about what had just taken place. There was one thing I could take away from his viewing and that was his tattoos. Shane has a tattoo that I believe is in Spanish, right on his deep V. A Google search of word meanings ended up keeping me up the rest of that first night. But not all was lost once I found the meaning."Amante duro." Google translation speaks into my headphones. "Hard lover." I swallowed hard because I could imagine how rough he could be with his lovers.Dawn breaks and I finally drift off to sleep with my stepbrother heavy on my mind.

Butterflies swarmed in my stomach as I stared out at Shane and what I assume his friend shirtless moving boxes in the Florida heat. I couldn't make out Shane's tattoo from here but I knew it looked tribal. I just prayed that they would all ignored me and I could run into the house without any interaction."Hey Shane and Will! Come meet Beverly and Cassidy!" Maxwell called out and I could have smacked him in the back of his full head of hair.I tried to just wave and get into the house before the two of them could come our way but Beverly just had to ruin it."Cassi! Don't be rude.""Hey I'm William, but people call me Will."The tall blonde haired man said reaching his hand out to me. His eyes were a deep blue and his skin was tan and creamy."Hey I'm Cassidy.""Welcome to West Palm, you love it here and if you need anything, I'm your man." He said with a wink

I let out a breath that I felt was stuck in my lungs since I first set eyes on Shane. I looked around the pastel purple room and I was seconds from vomiting. I hadn't like the color purple in years."My mother really doesn't know me." I say rolling my and shaking my head. Turning to touch the knob I felt hesitation wash over me."Come on Cass, he's just another trust fund jock."I peeked into the hallway and the coast was clear. I darted to the steps and quickly out the front door right into a leggy redhead with piercing green eyes."Who the fuck are you?""Who the fuck are you?" I say defensively. The redhead brushes pass me and quickly starts to call out Shane's name. "Um I don't remember inviting you in?"The redhead looked me over and with a raised brow and arms crossed defensively I stare back. Clearly she's trying too hard with a barely there jean skirt and a criss

I felt the tears starting to take over me but I wouldn't let them fall. Brian was my mother's brother who watched me as a child and one day he no longer saw a child. My small breasts were becoming fuller and my dancer legs and firm butt were all he'd stare at.On my 15 birthday he picked me up from practice while mom was maybe somewhere drunk and dad was at work. He took me home and decided to come in, and I saw the cupcakes he left on the counter top and a card with a coupon for a daddy daughter date. I didn't see him staring at me but I felt him and I wanted to get upstairs and change. I told him mom would be here soon and he didn't need to stay but he insisted.I went upstairs to change and just as I undressed I saw him watching me from the doorway with a look in his eye. I turned to him covering myself but that didn't do me any good. Brian, entered my room and closed the door locking it behind him and my heart was beating fast becaus

There were times in my life that I never got along with my mother and after my father passed away we became oil and vinegar. My father hasn't been in the ground for more than a year and she's already moving on to who she says is mister perfect. And now we have to move in with mister perfect and his perfect son whom I already know I'm going to hate."Cassidy, I told you that I needed help packing the kitchen.""Do it yourself.""Watch your mouth young lady, I really don't know what I'm going to do with you.""You could just leave me here, and I'll be just fine.""Oh so tell me since when being 17 means you can live on your own?""Emancipate me."I watch my mother's brows furry as anger seeps in but I don't budge. I don't want to move to some uppity ass town full of know it alls and jerks who measure their dicks by the size of their trust fund."If yo