Briana has always grew up in a good Christian home, had great parents, and loving siblings, but everything changed after the death of her father who was shot and killed. After his incident people around her are starting to show their true colors, and their secrets are starting to slip out one by one. Just as Briana thought that things couldn't get any worse for her, she meets a boy named Dre who likes to play life by his own rules: shoot, or be shot at. She'll have to figure out what is more important to her at then end of the day; her life or someone else's. * Completed WARNING : This book is old so therefore, there may be immature thoughts, comments, and ideas stated in the reading. Book #2

My Works #16 //. "What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, but in this case it just may kill you." Kielce is ready to seal the door to his past closed while Amos is ready to open the door to his future. Coming from the same place, they're both striving to prove against being statistics, but parts of the hood continues to weigh them down figuratively like a ball and chain. DIAMONDNOVELS©2017-22 all copyrights reserved

After being raped and becoming pregnant.Her father kicked her, her mom and sister out because he did not believing her story and her mother wouldn't allow him to kick her out unless they all left... Aura had to push through to better herself for the sake of her baby girl, while also trying to find herself again. What will happen will she goes to Memphis Grizzlies basketball game and meets the infamous Temetirus Morant? Read to find out!! ⚠️I don't own any rights to any pictures or videos in this book everything is fictional!!⚠️

Sheltered shifter Celeste runs away after disappointing her parents with another failure to secure a worthy mate bond, but she accidentally stumbles onto the land of a brutal Alpha in dire need of his mate; it just so happens that his soulmate is her. Season 1 of The Dark Alpha *** Controlled by her ambitious parents, Celeste's sole purpose has always been procuring a mate bond with a high-ranking wolf. Their pack's future Beta is her last chance to secure her family's name, but when Celeste's sister is mated to the Rowan Beta instead, a humiliated Celeste runs away onto unclaimed land. Her taste of freedom is thwarted the second she trespasses onto the territory of the enigmatic and feared Alpha Theo Draven. Though there is no more impressive mate than an Alpha, the seductive mate bond that solidifies between her and Alpha Draven only makes matters worse. Her family and her pack urge Celeste to leave her new Alpha mate, concerned for her wellbeing and safety, but Celeste can't seem to let the dark Alpha go, sparking a war with her caught in the middle.

"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.

"Thank you, Loren. For everything." - M.S. When you're emotionally and physically in love with someone, does their past matter? What if you find out your partner's family is the cause of your parents death, would you still love them? Completed in 2016.

𝚈𝙾𝚄'𝚁𝙴 𝙼𝚈 𝚂𝙰𝙻𝚅𝙰𝙶𝙴, 𝚈𝙾𝚄'𝚁𝙴 𝙼𝚈 𝙱𝙰𝙻𝙰𝙽𝙲𝙴

New to the small southern town, brown-skinned Evalyn Brown answers an ad for domestic help. Enter her new employer, the disagreeable and decidedly white William Davis, who works for the town's police department. As time progresses, their relationship to each other, their small town, and the people who inhabit it changes. In the mid-1900s in a place so easily described as backwards, change can very rapidly become a dangerous friend. x He said nothing but continued to approach, and I started backing up, my hands in front of me to create space. He advanced until I had nowhere to go, and the stories of southern Negro women being lynched, beaten, raped, and on swirled in my mind. There were some battles to fight, and this was not one of them. I just wanted to appease whatever angry beast I had stirred within him and go back to my role as his quiet housekeeper. "William, I - ." Idiot! His whispered name slipped from my mouth before I could stop it. Today was the worst possible day to mistakenly call him by his first name. I closed my eyes as tears escaped out their corners. I didn't want to watch whatever was going to happen next. "Look. At. Me." His words were a constrictor that wound around my neck and tightened. His heady, hot breath fanned over my face. I opened my eyes and peered through my tear-blurred vision. His orbs were almost black as onyx, but tumultuous and frightening. He studied me and my pulse thudded deafeningly in my ears. "I want you to stop." His voice was low and threatening.