"Your beauty should not come from outward adornment, such as elaborate hairstyles and the wearing of gold jewelry or fine clothes. Rather, it should be of your inner self, the unfading beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is of great worth in God's sight." ~1 Peter 3:3-4 "Tu es belle, ma chère, tant à l'intérieur qu'à l'extérieur." Aislyn Palmin is surrounded by beautiful people. Her mother is the owner of a successful modeling agency, and she works for renowned designer, Pierre Darling. But despite being surrounded by beauty, Aislyn doesn't feel beautiful herself. Linc Kingsman is gorgeous and knows it. People love him because he seems perfect on the outside, but the secrets he's hiding make him feel ugly on the inside. Insecurities, imperfections, and inadequacies abound within these two individuals. What does it take to look past these things, and discover the true meaning of beauty? [Quote translated by CMBooks]

Nora Morris was not raised like normal children. She grew up inside the prison grounds of the Mississippi State Penitentiary and her father was the warden and has been since she was five. When Nora comes back from college for the summer she doesn't expect to fall in love. Especially with a new inmate named Noah. He is everything that Nora should stay away from and he has a criminal record that speaks for itself.

Once Violet enters the club, she looks and acts just like your average stripper. No one can question her beauty or argue with you in regard to her rocking body. She is able to put most men into a trance with just the swing of her hips. Truth be told, the only thing different about this little Violet is the secret she holds. This one devastating secret shattered her perfect life into pieces, causing her to leave her old life behind. Unfortunately, truth be told nobody is able to run from their past forever. Somehow, somewhere, somebody always finds out; forcing you to face your personal demons as those in her past try to take over her life and turn her into something she refuses to become.

*WARNING Contents of Abuse* I lived a life that suffocated me, my blissful dreams turned into forgotten dead leaves that had been blown away by Autumn winds. My hands searched for love but never would it come insight let alone in reach. I close my eyes, tears flow down my cheeks, slowly but surely, I wither and due inside. A small thought erupts within me, taking me in and reining my attention 'What would it be like. . .TO BREAK-FREE?' Contains both verbal and physical abuse Copyright ©Shazneem Tamana