The sequel to "10 Days with Him". Jay returns with the love of her life by her side. Will they be able to maintain their relationship? Obstacles will be thrown their way... Will they overcome them? Or, will the outside world crumble everything they built?

What would you do if you got to spend 10 days with the one and only? Inspired by a short dream.....

love, obsession & deceit. saint, psalm & kataya

After Jayceon was brutally murdered in his home he vowed that he would never leave the house again... IF YOUR HERE! YOU ALREADY KNOW WHAT HAPPENED! Jayceon put Deja through hell and then Deja took revenge on him .. But what if that never happened ? .. What If Deja and Jayceon actually fell in love ? Not the toxic horrible twisted betrayal relationship .. situationship they had but love ? IF WE WERE IN LOVE

Deja has moved on with her life and has no idea that Jayceon is back and looking for her. He is set out to continue what he started but he will be shocked to know that she is not who she once was. She will remind him that he is dead, she will remind him that he had his time with his tricks, nightmares, heartbreak and lies but now it was her turn. He is a ghost and she is very much ALIVE! THIS IS A 2ND BOOK!! PLEASE READ THE 1ST!! GHOST

After Jayceon was brutally murdered in his home he vowed that he would never leave the house again. Years later Deja moves in .. and out of everyone he has came across and scared away will she be the one to stop him ? change him ? help him find the justice and peace he deserves .. or will he destroy her before she even gets the chance.

"So when you gon' stop playing and let me hit that shit, Zuria?" Mitch asked while he smoked a blunt in my mother's living room and we both sat on the floor. "Let you hit this?" I asked, raising an eyebrow as I watched him blow smoke into the air. "Yeah." He smirked, cockily. "How about when you learn how to talk to your girlfriend?" I took the blunt out of this hands and smashed it on the ashtray that was on the coffee table. "Whatchu do that for?" He bit his bottom lip, leaning into me. "Hm?" He went on, softly biting my neck. "I've told you, you can't smoke in here, Mitchell." "You're really not even supposed to be here." I said to him, considering my mother did not condone boys in her house but here he was. He'd completely ignored me though as he mushed his head into my neck, leaving small kisses. "Stop." I whined playfully as he pushed himself up onto me and kissed my lips, pushing me backwards with our lips still attached. "Mitch." I spoke nervously as he climbed on top of me while I now laid my back onto the carpet. "Let me hit that shit, ma." He spoke softly into my ear as he continued leaving kisses on my neck. "Mitch, we cant. My mom will be home from work soon." I expressed to him but he ran his hands up my school skirt anyway. "Stop bitchin'." "Let me finally pop that cherry, Z." He spoke, putting his lips on mine as he slowly moved my underwear aside and rubbed his fingers against my Girl. "Mm." I moaned, unfamiliar with this feeling but it felt great. And though I knew my mother would be here soon, I no longer wanted to stop. He continued rubbing it as I laid there, looking up into his eyes. As I did, he smirked down at me and I smiled small, rubbing a hand down his cheek. I was so in love with this boy.

" You ride fa me , I ride fa you"

Joyful Banks lives in Baldwin Hills, California. Storm Jackson lives in Chicago, Illinois. Despite living miles away from each other they deeply love each other. Distance couldn't make them any closer. At times it gets hard for the both of them. With the disapproval of others, its only worse. But despite all this, will they endure? Will the give out under the pressure and the surprises, or will they weather through this joyful storm?