Ember Price is just trying to getaway. Gabriel Stephens is carrying the weight of the world. They met when she was just sixteen and had just started dancing for money. They couldn't have been any more different. She was from projects on the west side; him from an upper-class family. Gabriel thought about Ember almost every day for years - not knowing if he will ever see her again. Years later when their paths cross they are now living separate lives. Dealing with separate issues. Ember lives with her now-boyfriend Grady and Gabe is married to Savannah, his long time girlfriend. Both of their lives are in shambles. Can they help each other clean up the mess they call lives? Juan Fletcher

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Ruby Jean Baskerville is a twenty-two year old hot head that takes no bullshit from anyone. Especially those with a white face. She's mean, she's rude, and no one can tame that sassy mouth of hers. Or can they? Grant Augustus feels he's up to the task when his younger brother begs him to ask her out on a double date so that he can get to Ruby Jean's younger sister. Will the two remain civil? Or will Grant finally be able to tame the infamous Sapphire. Start: Feb 17 2017 End: April 25 2018

She's barely getting by when he appears in her life, only focused on one thing. Neither would suspect their paths would cross again without the four walls of his hotel room. Can she uncover the real him, even if she hasn't uncovered the real her yet?

Jessica Brown is a twenty-five year old surgical technician, newly heartbroken and dragged out to get out of her feelings. In the mist she meets Major League Baseball player, Mateo Santos. The two find themselves in a situation they never imagined being in after a night out changes their connection to each other like the never imagined. But it doesn't just change their lives but those around them, forever. Some bonds will be broken, some bonds will be built. How strong is your bond?

Warning‼️This book contains abtruse topics such as Dark love, Abuse, Violence etc. You have been warned. "I thought after 3months of dealing with my anger, when I finally saw you again the desire to skin you alive and add your pretty skin to my collection would have died down." he said camly looking at me. His game on pause for a second. My heart dropped to my feet. My eyes were wandering between him and the items close to him as I blinked the tears away. "Sylas- please. You have to understand-" I felt more scared seeing as his attention was back on the board and not on me. Dying was an exceptional thing for me but death by Sylas I couldn't even begin to imagine. "Sprich nicht."(Don't speak.) His native tongue did something to me. I gulped being unable to look at his eyes even though they were on the chess board. "What did you think was going to happen Mäuschen?" he asked giving me his full attention. Every Fibre in my body wanted to run, my mind was screaming for me to run but I knew that wouldn't get me anywhere, it would just make him more excited. "Lay your hands on the table." he commanded moving the chess board further from him. I now wished he continued with his game. I didn't want all of his attention. I complied to his instruction with trembling hands knowing I had no choice. "Which finger did you use?" he asked casually grabbing the hammer and standing up causing a sob to wreck through me. I harshly bit into my bottom lip to stop the begging that was at the tip of my tongue, I knew he wouldn't listen, he only just wanted his answer but I had no control over my tears. .. She wishes she never met him, but wishes only come true in fairy tales.

{EDITING IN PROGRESS} She left me when I was locked away, taking my heart and something else I didn't know about along with her.....I am out now and I plan to have her again. Whether she likes it or not... Story Cover done by: ojclarke **ATTENTION! A brief but serious disclaimer*** This is a MATURE story. Meaning that it is meant for the audience of 18+. This Story's content is not meant for anyone under the age of 18. If you still decide to read this story then you do so at your own risk. I will not be giving warnings before every chapter that has sexual content in it. So please be forewarned now. This story also utilizes strong language and violence, so if you are of under age or sensitive to such things then continuing to read is strongly not advised by author. His Baby. Copyright © December 2015. All rights are reserved. No part of this story can be used or reproduced in any sort of way without my permission (characters, story plot, idea, etc) on this site as well as any other resources! Author has also taken precautions in registering this work through the Unites States legal copyrighting services. So the author can and WILL legally pursue actions if found that any part of this story is duplicated in any sort of way!

New to the small southern town, brown-skinned Evalyn Brown answers an ad for domestic help. Enter her new employer, the disagreeable and decidedly white William Davis, who works for the town's police department. As time progresses, their relationship to each other, their small town, and the people who inhabit it changes. In the mid-1900s in a place so easily described as backwards, change can very rapidly become a dangerous friend. x He said nothing but continued to approach, and I started backing up, my hands in front of me to create space. He advanced until I had nowhere to go, and the stories of southern Negro women being lynched, beaten, raped, and on swirled in my mind. There were some battles to fight, and this was not one of them. I just wanted to appease whatever angry beast I had stirred within him and go back to my role as his quiet housekeeper. "William, I - ." Idiot! His whispered name slipped from my mouth before I could stop it. Today was the worst possible day to mistakenly call him by his first name. I closed my eyes as tears escaped out their corners. I didn't want to watch whatever was going to happen next. "Look. At. Me." His words were a constrictor that wound around my neck and tightened. His heady, hot breath fanned over my face. I opened my eyes and peered through my tear-blurred vision. His orbs were almost black as onyx, but tumultuous and frightening. He studied me and my pulse thudded deafeningly in my ears. "I want you to stop." His voice was low and threatening.

THIS STORY IS CURRENTLY BEING EDITED. . . MIND YOURSELF. Nathanial King moved to Savoie, Louisiana to deal with his broken heart. He needed closure. With all the resources at his feet, he knew that building the pol-dunk town into something respectable would be easier than breathing. In and out no big deal...than he saw her across the way and decided right than and there that he would lay roots and build something with her. Convinced that he dreamed her up, the CEO of King Industries set out to claim what is right fully his. {interracial romance with black woman, white man} This story will be told through Nathanial King's point of view. WARNING THIS STORY INVOLVES ADULT SITUATIONS. [Savoie, Louisiana is a fictional town in Northern Louisiana.]