Solana was just shy of 21, trying to make life work and figure it all out as a dancer making good money. One night she dances for a guy Synceir aka Syn and he was just so fine. He was so super mysterious, not knowing he was the notorious King Pin and as she would put it "ignorant" but the chemistry between them two was at an all time high. Ending the night with a one night stand thinking she'd never see the man again. A positive pregnancy test. Solana gets pregnant, not wanting to dance anymore and leave that life alone for her daughter she moves out of state and starts school. But running low on money she turns to the only thing she knows how to do.....DANCE! When she sees that familiar face again.

Kimberly, a young bartender, finds herself swept off her feet by an attractive handyman who fixes her ceiling fan. Several obstacles emerge when they attempt to be with each other involving family, exes and lies. Will they overcome the obstacles, or will the damages be too much for even Jermaine to repair?

"Halima just called me." She spoke up, talking about my sister. "She said your mom wanted to talk to me." "Oh yeah.." I trailed off, thinking about what my brother had just told me. "She wun' see you and Mya." I told her, already knowing what it was my mama wanted from her. "Yeah, I know. We just talked." She spoke surely as I licked my lips slowly, waiting for what she was going to say next. I already knew she wasn't feeling it. "It's just-" "I don't want to go down there and you-" She started but stopped as I waited for her to speak. "-you get involved with them again." She spoke truthfully, saying shit that I already knew she would. I already knew she was gone bring that shit up. She always do. "I don't trust Delante or any of your stupid ass friends because they are only interested in taking you backwards, Cain." "And I'm not going for that again." "I'm not." She spoke seriously and I sighed deeply, really used to hearing this shit already. "We're at a better place in our lives and I'm not playing those street games anymore."

Ruffian 3 (The Trilogy)

Rhyme (YG) owns one of the biggest black owned brothels in Las Vegas. He has everyone under his roof under his thumb. Whatever rule he puts in effect goes. What happens when 16 year old Royalty comes in and changes everything? More detailed description in story. All events and characters in this particular piece of work are fictional.

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BOOK 2 *READ 'HIS LIL BABY' FIRST*

BOOK 3 !!! READ FIRST TWO STORIES FIRST.

"So when you gon' stop playing and let me hit that shit, Zuria?" Mitch asked while he smoked a blunt in my mother's living room and we both sat on the floor. "Let you hit this?" I asked, raising an eyebrow as I watched him blow smoke into the air. "Yeah." He smirked, cockily. "How about when you learn how to talk to your girlfriend?" I took the blunt out of this hands and smashed it on the ashtray that was on the coffee table. "Whatchu do that for?" He bit his bottom lip, leaning into me. "Hm?" He went on, softly biting my neck. "I've told you, you can't smoke in here, Mitchell." "You're really not even supposed to be here." I said to him, considering my mother did not condone boys in her house but here he was. He'd completely ignored me though as he mushed his head into my neck, leaving small kisses. "Stop." I whined playfully as he pushed himself up onto me and kissed my lips, pushing me backwards with our lips still attached. "Mitch." I spoke nervously as he climbed on top of me while I now laid my back onto the carpet. "Let me hit that shit, ma." He spoke softly into my ear as he continued leaving kisses on my neck. "Mitch, we cant. My mom will be home from work soon." I expressed to him but he ran his hands up my school skirt anyway. "Stop bitchin'." "Let me finally pop that cherry, Z." He spoke, putting his lips on mine as he slowly moved my underwear aside and rubbed his fingers against my Girl. "Mm." I moaned, unfamiliar with this feeling but it felt great. And though I knew my mother would be here soon, I no longer wanted to stop. He continued rubbing it as I laid there, looking up into his eyes. As I did, he smirked down at me and I smiled small, rubbing a hand down his cheek. I was so in love with this boy.

Lucy, a 17-year old slave girl, was born on the plantation, works on the plantation, and will most likely die on the plantation. She knows little of the world past the plantation, but that doesn't keep her from wondering about it. With the rare abilities to read and write, she knows there's a better life out there for her; it's just a matter of where. Deciding to find her better life, she runs away to the north, hoping to make a living for herself. But, on her way to freedom, Lucy encounters Koi, the 21-year old son of an Indian tribe's chief. He welcomes her into his tribe, showing her the ways of the world and the heart. At Koi's side, Lucy ventures beyond the cotton fields.