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Book 2... Go read Ghetto Fabulous before reading this !

"Montana, come here." He nodded his head toward the door, leaving out of the room. Staying silent as Ms. Carol looked at me, I kissed the back of Josiah's hand before leaving out of the room. As I walked out, Messiah stood there looking at me in disgust while I closed the door. "What are you doing that shit for?" "Huh?" I said since I had nothing else to say, just trying to stall time to get my words together. "Why are you stripping, Monty?" Sighing, I decided that I wasn't going to lie like I'd originally planned to do after listening to Chocolate's stupid advice. "Money." I spoke simply and he scoffed as I looked down. "Why not just ask Josiah for money instead doing hoe shit?" "First of all, It's not doing hoe shit. I don't have sex with anyone. I just dance. And I don't want to ask him for any money. It's not his job to take care of me." "So stripping..." He trailed off with a laugh. "..stripping was the last resort? Instead of putting your pride aside?" Saying nothing, I just looked at him with pleading eyes. "Please don't tell him, Messiah." I could already tell by the look on his face that he was going to tell him. "I ain't gon' tell him.." Thank God. I thought. "..you are." "What?!" I shrieked. "No. I'm not." "You are." He spoke in a demanding tone. "Please. You know how he is." I expressed "And you know how he is too but you made that bed." "Messiah, he's going to kill me." I begged. "I know." He shook his head, walking away from me. "Better figure it out. You got until the end of the day to tell him or I will." He mumbled before walking back into the room.

2019©| mis·guid·ed ˌmisˈɡīdəd/Submit adjective having or showing faulty judgment or reasoning Black one the most well known niggas in Atlanta was betrayed by his closest friend, Jordan, and when shit hit the fan he disappeared. Millions of dollars were stolen and someone had to pay. Since Jordan was no where to be found he had to go after the next best thing, his sister. UPDATES EVERY WEDNESDAY

"You could tell me you love me a million times over, but them words don't hold no weight in my heart till you show me. Show me you love me, and you can have all of me." cover by: @britxcvi

Isis, a beautiful brown skin girl, isn't like other girls in her neighborhood. Most girls would just wanna fight and have sex with any dude they spot but she had morals. Turning 22 and being one of the best volleyball players in her school and is also a straight A student I'd say she's pretty well respected on campus. Cameron, who goes by the name of Cam, is a handsome guy in the neighborhood. All the girls flock over him because he's tall, has tattoos, and of course because he has money. But that's not what he wants. At the age of only 17, he had his own drug business and when he turned 20, he opened up his own barbershop. Turning 23 he wants to be able to come home and see his women cooking for him and love him on the regular. Cam might be a bad boy and Isis be a good girl but maybe these two might need one another in their lives. You know what they say, opposites attract.

Erika Lovet is used to being in the background, always in her sister's shadow. Since she was a child, her parents have always doted on Alice, have always wanted the best for her, while Erika, the other child, is always thought of second, but still expected to be like her sister. So, it's a surprise to everyone when the dashing Prince asks for Erika, and not her sister. Who knew that the only person to notice Erika first, just happens to be the one that every other girl in the land desires?

𝐈𝐭𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐞 i want it to be just us This is my first book so take it easy on me. 🥺 𝐵𝑅𝒜𝒯𝒵𝒟𝐼𝒪𝑅𝒮 𝒫𝑅𝒪𝒟𝒰𝒞𝒯𝐼𝒪𝒩𝒮

Her name was Oasis Kai Evans, and she was sick of being the oddball in life. She was that black girl who was always stuck in between. Oasis is always underappreciated and taken for granted. At school in the morning, nobody would want to talk to her. When it came to conversations, she'd always have to start them. When it came to music tastes, no one ever heard of the artists she was talking about. Worst of all, Oasis couldn't confide in anybody about anything, not even her own mother and father. So, she decided to go about finding what she wanted in her own way. Somehow it worked out in her favor... She found exactly what she was looking for in the most unexpected person. All Rights Reserved. Maryam A. Muhammad ©