Renee Griffin is gorgeous, loveable, undeniably popular, and has an uncanny ability of getting everything she wants. She is a cunning seductress, a loving daughter, a prima donna, and a cold-blooded murderer. This is not a story for the faint hearted. This is the story of a 21st Century psychopath. "'You've killed,' he breathed. His eyes had grown big, so big that they barely fit his face anymore. He didn't resemble Nathan at all. He was pathetic, and cowardly, and weak. 'I have.' Silence and darkness threatened to crush us both, the sound of his uneven breathing piercing through my eardrums. I didn't bother hiding anything in my demeanour - it was a relief to let the darkness out, to let it slip out of every pore and every cell. He was going to die. His next words were quiet, so quiet, that it could have been drowned out with the faint sound of cheers coming from the stadium. 'You're a monster.'"

Justice is a runaway and has spent most of her life out on the streets, scrounging for money and food until she's taken in by Dominic, a prime Drug Lord in New Orleans. Since she was 13 he and his wife have cared for her like one of their own daughters. Growing up wasn't easy for Justice. She always felt like she didn't belong in the family, even though they treated her with open arms. She grew up along side Dominic's youngest daughter and they've been best friend's since Dominic took her in. Justice has been living her some what peaceful life up until now. Since Dominic's youngest daughter just turned 20 she's left the nest, leaving Justice alone. Once Justice turns 20 she's out, to face the world on her own. So, she ventures out to find a legal life but is continuously pulled back into the rough streets of New Orleans, noticing herself falling back into the same position she was in before Dominic takes her in, scrounging for everything no matter what the cost is. Will she be able to find a legal life of her own with problems back at home, facing her real Mother, and encountering the new, manipulating and attractive up and coming Drug Lord who's looking to steal Dominic's thrown all within the 31 Days of August?

In a town where one misstep can turn into a national scandal, the students at D.C.’s elite Georgetown Academy know there’s only one rule: whatever you do, don’t get caught.

I've always been known as being the only daughter of the most notorious drug dealer of the north and south, earning me the title of "A Hustler's Daughter" but when Daddy retire from the street hustle, he hands down the thrown to his most trusted right hand man. My boyfriend. I've upgraded, taking my place as Wifey, happily. Wifey to the streets has its advantages, right? But we all know being a hustler's daughter wasn't a fairy tale. Can I handle being a hustler's wife too?

*This is a FREE book with PAID exclusive chapters* [The Dad I'd Like to F*ck] "You should be careful," Devin said calmly, bending over to scoop Rory into his arms. "This bathtub can get incredibly slippery." "So I noticed," she said dryly. Mortified, she noticed how erect her nipples were. They stabbed the air like tiny knives of arousal and she was positive that Devin had noticed. "I think I can walk now," she said quickly. To her relief, he set her on the ground and reached for her towel. "This is the second time I'm rescuing you," he said, in that quiet way Rory was beginning to recognise as his annoyed tone. "Let's not make it a habit." Rory tightened the towel around herself, wincing from the motion. "I slipped in the tub. Hardly a rescue." A dirty look crossed his face. "I haven't had sex in two years, Rory. Consider yourself rescued..." He turned to leave "...from me." She was speechless. For starters, this had been the longest conversation she'd ever had with Devin Shaw and, secondly, she was positive that he wasn't as crazy as he let everyone believe he was...

Summer Jacobs knew full well about her town’s tradition. Every year at the end of the summer, a party would be held on school grounds without the knowledge of the parents or the teachers. It had been happening since before Summer was born and never once was anyone the wiser. This year however, everyone was going to find out. Summer had planned a weekend of alcohol, bad decisions and horrendous photo’s which she would later un-tag herself from on Facebook. A whole weekend with her friends at the biggest party of the year, without any worries or parents telling her what to do. So how she ended up trapped in the school with a deranged psycho killing her classmates off one by one, she will never know. It wouldn’t have been as bad if she was trapped on her own. She would have been happier to face the lunatic solo rather than be trapped with a guy who kept using the life or death situation to make passes at her. His theory was being so close to death should definitely loosen her up, and by ‘loosen up’ he definitely meant ‘get naked.’ Along with his friends who between them had the IQ of a baby tree stump, an outcast who probably still had Spiderman bed sheets and the cheerleaders who were more worried about all the blood staining their new white jeans, they had to somehow make it out of there alive. And to think, Summer’s biggest worry that weekend was waking up with a brutal hangover… ©makeandoffer

After cheating death two times at a young age, guns has never been a scare to me. My mother and father were both hustlers trying to keep. me away from the streets, but when they're both murdered, I had no other choice but to stray away to survive. I know they loved me and I'll give anything to hear them say it again. The name's Kaila and I guess you can say the apple didn't fall too far from the tree.

Tracey came from a home with an abusive mother and a rapist for a stepfather. When she falls in love with kingpin Raheem, she is intrigued by the life, money, and items he can provide for her. She will do anything to make sure nobody messes with her man or money. Tracey is a Down Ass Chick. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the products of the author’s imagination or are used factiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental and not intended by the author. Copyright © 2013 by xxmuahmuahxx All rights reserved under International and Pan-American Conventions as well as the U.S. Copyright Act of 1976, no part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, or stored in a database or retrieval system, without the prior written permission of the publisher.

The new girl. I know what you're thinking: this must be one of those stories where the new girl falls in love with the quarterback and they live happily ever after. You've heard that story about a million times; this is not one of those stories. In this story, the new girl, Elizabeth Turner, has a secret. On the outside, she may appear to be the pretty blonde girl, but on the inside, she's hiding something. In Liz's former life, she was a tomboy. Growing up, her dream was to be a player in the NBA. She lived and breathed basketball. When she came to a suburb of New York for her senior year of high school, she made the decision to keep her love of basketball a secret. No one knows she plays. No one knows her past. Why does Liz shield a part of her life from her new friends? What's keeping her back from exposing the truth? Well, to some, she's just the girl who wore Jordans. *IF YOU LIKE TGWWJ AND WANT TO READ MORE OF LIZ/DYLAN/ERIC'S STORY (ONCE YOU'RE DONE WITH TBWWBS), GO READ MY NEW STORY "THE CLUB"*

After many let downs in men, Diamond has finally met the man of her dreams, Kai Mitchell, and with their daughter, life couldn't be any sweeter - but there's only one small problem; her dream man is a drug kingpin. Living a life looking over your shoulder is straining and with sudden murderous threats to her family, Diamond finds her self in the middle of a cross fire and does everything to protect her loved ones... even if it means taking a bullet for her man. Good girl gone bad, the ordeal changes her to something she thought she'd never be. But will it all be worth it in the end?