The Sequel To Keem

Nicki is a girl that went through SOO much in life and now the odds are in her favor when she meets some that's going to give her that love she always been missing and in return she becomes his rider (August Alsina story) ENJOY:) DO NOT COPY WRITE !! This is the original RIDER!!!!

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"Your my Slave & always will be" my boyfriend Slim tells me.The hardest part of being a woman...is feeling like your not one.feeling like your more of animal then even a human being.My body gets beats like one.it gets scarred and neglected like one.Every single day I wake up next to this disgrace called a man.He not just any man,he is my master.He puts so much bruises and scars on my body I'm slowly breaking down each day.Slim and I met at a poetry club downtown.I fell in love with him after 6 months of talking and dating. He proposed to me but that's when the signs of his violence started showing.The signs of his cold heart started becoming more clearer to me.Why didn't I escape when it first started happening? It was too late for me, he had already locked me in. Now here I am, trying to break free from a man who is impossible to break free from. But to save myself, I have to end him right? Read on about my story.Copy righted.[THIS STORY DOES CONTAIN SEXUAL SCENES AND ALOT OF PROFANITY] you have been warned [This is Copyrighted to Tyvia Wilson 2014 ©]

19 year old skyler struggled her whole entire life being unloved for who she is. her mother was an addict and her father was a walk out. sky always tried her hardest to not let the big bad world weigh her down but when she is at her last moment in the trauma of society and cold hearted pain, skyler gives up all hope and attempts to end her life but at that moment, she is put into the hands of God and is saved by a young mafia prince name Logan. Logan was king of taking women heart's and he sure was ready to take sky's. but..something is different with these two. something special will happen between these two that the readers will be so touch and heart felt to see. Comming in 2015. [ALL RIGHTS RESERVED] [Copyrighted to Tyvia Wilson (c)

Sheilah has everything going through her mind, and speaks it when spoken too. Its just like talking without thinking. She has a nice school, a good set of friends, and been and done that in relationships, but what happens when a white boy is crushing on her?? She's never dated one in her life! But can that change.......?

Much can be inferred about a man from his mistress: in her one beholds his weaknesses and his dreams. For Joseph Gabes, Naomi Treaks is his weakness. With them both having been together in a past relationship several years ago, the sexual and emotional tension is still as hot as it was when they were in high school. But with Joseph being happily married to the "love of his life", getting rid of that tension won't be the easiest task. Naomi, being a single with an abundance of sex appeal knows what his weaknesses are that would make him do anything she asked of him. Having this hold on him seems to be working in both of their favors..but what goes up must also come down. Will the role of Naomi being his mistress do more harm than good?

Ivory Vasquez and Lilly Ashford are bestfriends and seniors in high school...They both have the "perfect life" but the past will come back to haunt them...both girls will find out some things that will tear their families apart. The first out of the ordinary thing to happen comes the day they get suspended from school....The house next door to them, that has been vacant for years, gets sold to the Reese family. Evan and Freddy Reese are completely different from each other. One has a heart and the other tries his best to show his compassionate side. follow these Teens as they laugh, cry, pull pranks, but most of all...fall in love. *Book will be told from Lilly's POV mostly*

I Nia Gardson hated Aiden Thomas with all my guts, and I'm sure he hated me too. With his blonde hair, icy blue eyes and that smirk of his, it really got to me. And when he looked at me, I couldn't help but feel something other than hatred, maybe lust? But it couldn't be because I am not attracted to Aiden Thomas in any way. He is an arrogant douche, and trust me, I wasn't his type. He went for anything with a pretty face. And I for one, didn't care what he thought of me. Aiden Thomas just really got under my skin, and I didn't like it... "I probably sound insecure and scary right now, but that's what happens when boys get under your skin. They make you feel things you've never felt before and it completely fucks up your mind." Find out what happens to the two opposites and fall in love with their weird love. Their weird Hate, Their Weird Relationship.

*please I wrote this story at 16/17. I'm 28 and I crying because I would rewrite this in a heartbeat especially coz I sound crazy* so read with caution* I fell in love. I fell in love with a fairytale. Oh Yes I did. You know that one story that gives every little girl hope out there that good things comes to those who wait even in rare but simple gems like a glass slipper. This hope carried me far and beyond. It's a fairytale that is relatable to any prospect of life. There will be your evil stepmother and evil stepsisters, your fairy godmother and your one true prince. It is a fairytale that understands the element of surprise: That what we seek can sometimes appear right in front of us without knocking on our doors. Most especially, it's a fairytale that understand the importance of love: A true prince may not come in shape of perfection but regardless of the imperfections and flaws, he would still remain perfect in your eyes. Regardless of its flaws, Africa was my father and Nigeria was my prince. Africa was my birthplace, born to the greatest warriors on the planet: Shaka Zulu, Nelson Mandela, Cleopatra, Kofi Annan even Didier Drogba the famous footballer. Most especially it was my home. It was the place I learnt to walk, talk, run and now 200000 feet above the ground I look down at my home. Little lights flickering everywhere like fireflies contrasting with the dark night. Maybe one day I will come back to my father. My prince. My Ile.