One thing I'll always remember is my parents saying "Everyone has a story" "Everyone has a story with a past, tragic or not. Everyone has a story that is meant to go unjudged, even if it was never told" But sometimes we forget that. Like when I though that my guardian was the devil. Even though he taught me how to laugh, how to protect, and even possible how to love. I only asked one thing "Why?" I still remember the one phrase that changed my life"Let me carry her" This one single and normal phrase was said by none other than Cooper Kingsley, our school's and town's bad boy. He was the championship boxer who drove a motorcycle and got into trouble frequently. He's the guy with brown hair that looked soft enough to run my fingers through, the guy with irresistible cold blue eyes and the guy with a built and strong body that made girls crazy. He wasn't your typical player either; no he was just hard to get- A complete tease. And the fact that he would volunteer to help a girl like this, was not normal. So what did Cooper Kingsley want anything to do with the bland and boring me? I was completely and utterly average. Or so I thought. So why did the devil suddenly become my guardian? Let's find out. Copyright © 2014 | All Rights Reserved | brech33se

These Two Freshmans Never Imagined That A Little Crush Could Turn Into Complete Lust and Desire. They Are Enjoying The Dangerous Ride But All Rides Have To Come To An End...

Gold "Goldie" Monroe is a seventeen-year-old born and raised in Detroit, Michigan. She lives in Glenwood projects, where you can hope to make it out of. Her mother taught her from an early age that love, and men ain't shit, and that money is the only thing you need. Everything is going good for Gold until she has to pay off her mother's debt to a ruthless hustler. They both come up with a plan of her robbing and killing a hood famous hustler Zane "Z" Taylor for the money, but it ain't that easy getting close to him as they thought. With her mother's life on the line, and death knocking on the door can Goldie stick to the plan. © 2013 Ebony Goddess

I was 16 when I had an abortion. My Uncle Leon, My sweet Uncle Leon. The one who taught me how to ride a bicycle. The one who showed me the simplicity of adding 1+1 to get the answer of 2. The one who began touching me at the tender age of thirteen. The one who got me pregnant.