If one day is all we had, will you make it worth my while? City girl-Bradley Hughes battles with her emotions as she entangles herself in an unpredictable life with the well respected- New Orleans native, Rashad Farewood. The right man will evoke the wild side out of you, no matter how much you've tamed it. Bradley is set to learn that the hard way.

Paris didn't know if it was the liquor in her system that was making her feel turned on by him just staring at her. She watch as He took his drink to the head in one gulp causing some to drip down, he licked his pink lips slowly while She stared at him with a lustful gaze, thinking a millions of things his tongue could do to her. She found her self getting excited from how close they were he lean down even more closer to her face and down to her neck. Loving the feel of his breath on her neck she anticipated for his lips to meet her neck when she felt the warmth leave her and heard someone let out a deep chuckle She opened her eyes she realizing that he was only reaching over to put the cap back on the bottle which made her blush in embarrassment Paris couldn't stand how he was making her feel, she grip on to the counter feeling like she was ready to faint, while he walk back to where he was earlier leaning over the counter like nothing happened. Finally Getting herself together Paris took another drink gulping it down not liking how she was feeling naked under his intense stare. ¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥ All his life King had to Watch how people around him suffer and even died because of love he vowed not to ever fall in love, He wanted nothing to do with it. Till one day he met paris who also didn't believe in love, she knew the rules and she knew how to play the game from watching her brothers run the game on girls. Read on to find out What happens when the infamous king meets Paris, will it send their life and heart into a unexpected twist and turns. Reader's discretion advised. This book contains mild language, violence and sexual content

Success doesn't equate happiness. I've had to learn that the hard way over the years. With every disappointment, every let down, every heartbreak, my solution was to just achieve something. Gain a new award, a higher accolade, a bigger position. The distractions only work temporarily, but once it dies down you realize that you're left with just you. You realize that you're still alone, still a failure in other aspects of life, and still hiding from the past. My name is Brynn. I got married at nineteen to my college sweetheart, and at the age of twenty four I found myself packing up and leaving him in the middle of the night. During that ungodly hour is when everything starts to hit you, when everything begins to resurface. My husband never attempted to come after me, never even attempted to reach out to me. Yet I still find myself going to sleep with him on my mind. I can still feel his touch if I dream hard enough. I still find myself keeping up with his social media, following his life from a distance. Only in that ungodly hour do I let my fantasies roam free and allow myself to miss him. I allow myself to still love him, still care for him. As long as I know that once morning hits it's back to business, back to being distracted, and back to being alone.

"You could tell me you love me a million times over, but them words don't hold no weight in my heart till you show me. Show me you love me, and you can have all of me." cover by: @britxcvi

"𝑭𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒔 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕'𝒔 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒎𝒂 𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒆" 𝘋𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 2019.