(PREVIOUSLY TITLED SIX INCH HEELS) Remi Simmons has always been a go-getter: independent and thirsty for success. After a dysfunctional family home leaves her to fend for her self, she is adamant that she cannot depend on anyone and will make a way for herself, by herself. Everything seems to be tunnel vision for her until she starts an unusual relationship with her professor, Omari Beckham-a chill person within the classroom, with his own secrets lurking outside of it. As their relationship begins to evolve seriously, Omari teaches Remi not only the basics of psychology, but how to put her pride aside and become someone's equal.

"Don't worry baby, you know that you got me," Sequel/Spinoff for Kismet

Bailey Rogers has been sheltered her entire life. With the lifestyle her father lived in the streets, it was crucial that he kept her hidden from the world. Bailey rarely left their gated estate. With a full staff that consisted of a nanny, chef, housekeeper, butler and tutor, Bailey was well taken care of until she became a teenager and was sent to the UK for boarding school. Ronald Rogers did everything in his power to protect his only child. He had the funds to give her the best and that's exactly what he did. What he didn't prepare for was being indicted by the FBI on kingpin charges. His accounts were immediately frozen, leaving his daughter out on her own. Ronald found himself doing something he never imagined doing, and that's making a deal with his best friend turned enemy, Frank Price, to ensure that his daughter isn't left out to dry. Jerrell Price has been preparing for the day he will take over his father's empire. His father, Frank, began teaching him the in and outs of the game the day he turned ten. To Jerrell, there is no one more powerful and more respected than his father. He holds his father's word as law, so when his father presented him with his plan to seal a deal with Ronald Rogers he knew not to question it. Jerrell will do anything to make his father proud, and that includes agreeing to marry a girl he doesn't know in order to expand his father's empire.

The tension between the two women had finally begun to boil over. The water between the two of them was always boiling, but now the contents were spewing and cascading over the sides of the pot. Putting two strong minded women, with strong opinions on what they wanted, how they wanted it, when and where they wanted it in the same room could go good or bad and in this case it was getting darker and darker. This time being the links they shared with the same man. "If I wanted that style I would of asked for it, but thank you for your efforts! They don't go unnoticed." Rihanna said with grin. She turned and lifted her shoulder as to wave Tae off. Tae bit her bottom lip and silently counted to five doing her best to not pull whatever hair piece Rihanna had attached to her head and drag her down the hall. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath slowly, released it, and walked around the front of the table, she placed the image of the style Rihanna had originally shunned off back in front of her then pushed the others images she was looking at off to the side. "My efforts never go unnoticed here. Thank You. But this is the style we're going with. You're more than welcome to not participate, you wasn't our first choice to begin with." Tae said with the same matching grin Rihanna gave her just minutes ago. "Is that supposed to bother me? Was that supposed to be an insult?" Rihanna asked pressing her palms to the table and leaning in closer to Tae's face. Both women sat quietly, mentally trying to back the other into a corner. Tae's already slanted eyes seemed to completely close, while Rihanna's green eyes grew deeper in color. Tae smiled again and stood up straight, she smoothed the front of her flawless white shirt down and picked up the sample photos Rihanna had been looking at. "Not at all." Tae said with a smile. "Just remember, there's always someone bigger, badder, and better than you... and that's in... all aspects of life."

"You know I been gone like way too long Tell me where you been it's been way too long" When I met you ten years ago you were the man of my dreams. Even at the tender age of sixteen I knew that you were the one for me. When I got you there was nothing I wouldn't do to keep you. That high of you lasted a good eight years before it all crashed and burned. Now the only memories I have of you are these faded scars from the night our lives were forever changed.