All she ever wanted to do was sing. Since she was a little girl Essence always dreamed of being a singer, but never actually pursued the idea. Her dream is further deferred when she finds herself battling a murder charge after her boyfriend, Jeremiah, ends up dead. Essence embarks on a journey to not only find herself, but to also achieve her childhood dream while dealing with the aftermath of this fatal incident. After everything that's happened, is the childhood dream still within her reach? No portion of this book may be reproduced in any form without permission from the author, except as permitted by the U.S. Copyright Law.

Bitches must be tryna save the planet, recyclin' all my old niggas Trends you think you settin', I had that shit on in my old pictures I'm standin' on business, he actin' up, then I'ma pivot What the fuck I look like trippin' on one out of seven billion?

"𝗢𝘂𝗿 𝗴𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗷𝗼𝘆 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗴𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝘀" ᴡᴏʀᴋs #1 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐘 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟎 Unedited version.

Out here, beauty don't mean peace. Just 'cause a girl got curls that bounce in the sunlight, hips that sway like melodies, and a smile too soft for the world she live in-don't mean she ain't walked through hell barefoot. On the West Side of Cali, girls like Isabella Kehlani Valentina ain't rare. But girls like her-real, unbothered, and still standing after the storm? Yeah... that's pressure. She grew up in a house where love came with conditions. Where her momma's words cut deeper than any blade, And her pops? His silence spoke louder than his fists ever did. So she learned to move light. Look pretty. Stay guarded. She don't chase boys, don't believe in fairy tales, and sure as hell ain't got time for no quarterback with too many hoes and too much charm. But Xavier Sekani Santos ain't just another name in the hallway. He got the kind of presence that makes the air shift. The kinda voice that could talk a girl out her principles. But he don't know yet-this girl? She ain't fallin' like the rest. Not today. Not tomorrow. Not until he proves he can handle her truth. Her darkness. Her softness. All of it. See... this ain't a love story. This is a slow war between ego and emotion. Between pain and healing. Between a boy who wants to be loved, And a girl who refuses to be broken. And in the middle of all that? Two hearts. One city. Too much history. So yeah-call her cold if you want. Say she got walls up. But know this- Even the prettiest rose got roots in the dirt. And if you ain't ready to bleed? Don't try to pick her.

Kyzion knew that life wasn't about becoming someone better, but about finally allowing himself to accept who he'd always been. The only person he could thank for his 𝐛𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐭, was Nalani.

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Meet Hurt Moore. She seen the torment her father did to her mother and vowed never to let that happen to her. Her mother named her after the only emotion she ever felt and now Hurt has to learn how to outlive her namesake. Fuck scorned, No hell will ever have the fury of a woman HURT. Cover by: Colormemimi Copyright ©2014 by Ashon Thadon Books. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. NO CONTENT IN THIS BOOK MAY BE REPRODUCED WITHOUT PERMISSION FROM AUTHOR Coverpage: Colormemimi

"Disrespectful as fuck!" Is what Autumn usally hears, but the thing is somebody cuffed her bad ass... Jordan and Autumn both crossed paths, but disrespectful + Disrespectful= HELL