Sister [noun] A female sibling, protector. The one who you share a closeness with that no one else understands. A keeper of secrets , always there to help through thick and thin- a best friend for life. What happens when a past that Dorinda would've loved to forget comes back knocking on her door? Forcing her to lose herself in seeking revenge for a pain she once felt. (Not a Kamala typical story, not a Beyonce story either... in fact it's all over the place also... little to no smut.)

Don't save me if you can't really see me. Don't see the mask, see the mess. Dorinda Clark Cole, a grammy award winning singer, part of one of the most influential girl groups of all time. From the outside, she's a joyful prayer warrior. Smiling, staying strong for everyone, but in reality, she's slowly killing herself. And she no longer cares. She has committed herself to something that has consumed her. Leaving her feeling empty, closed off. It's not until she meets RnB singer, Ziah Blue. Half her age, sensual, bold, the complete opposite. Unlike everyone else, Ziah can instantly see through Dorinda's mask. They connect instantly. Immediately understanding each other. Will their connection be forever, or a small moment in time?

A description wouldn't do this story justice. It's about love, life, and family. This is a no judgment zone, so continue this book if you're interested!

After her divorce from her husband brought her pain and loss Karen has to make a choice of being happy or staying like how everyone else expects her to be.

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"I'm finally on the other side, I finally found the urge to smile Swimmin' through the oceans of tears we cried (tears that we've cried) You know you got church in the morning (the morning) But you're doin' God's work, you're goin' in She ain't tryna hurt nobody She is tryna do the best she can Happy on her own, with her friends, without a man"

Kierra and Erica what more can I say? This is fan fiction please enjoy!

Blasphemy, Pride, Greed, Fornication, Cursing, Envy, Lust, etc.. We're all sinners in the eyes of God. So why do we feel entitled to pick and choose which sin is above the rest?

"I will love you anyway, even if you cannot stay..."