Kaydence is entering her freshman year of college at Clark Atlanta University. Dealing with her parents pending divorce, there is a lot of tension at home. On top of that, Kaydence is also dealing with her drug dealing boyfriend, Rich, who doesn't seem to be too interested in what's going on in her life. Going away for school seems to be the answer to her problems as far as getting away from home, but she runs into some other issues along the way. (BOOK 1)

16 year old Monica Monroe and her twin sister Yonica are currently living in an orphanage due to there parents giving them away at birth. One day one of the twins get adopted leaving the other twin behind. The twin fumbles upon a dope boy with a lot of ambitions and gets caught up into some trouble and a love trap. Years and years past will the twin ever cross paths again?

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The Henderson family is back! Through all the struggles will they still manage to be a perfect family? Will King and Monica put there differences aside and be together? Questions still need to answered! Read and find out all the answers. DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVEN'T READ "DOPE BOY AMBITIONS"

As a sixteen and a half year old girl with a four month old brother, she is put through a lot. Without her mother who died of cancer, and her father no where to be found she is forced to fend for herself. To make quick cash she becomes a stripper by night and a mother by day. ✓| THIS STORY IS UNEDITED AND CONTSINS ALOT OF MISTAKES, AND I DO NOT OWN ANY PHOTOS USED IN THIS STORY|✓

My name, is Armani- meaning shy, unique, and for those I care about, relentless. I'm from downtown New Orleans, yeah that one; the one that no good backstabbing Alsina boy from. Matter fact I knew the real him. I loved the real him! Him and Mel. Melly B was my bestfriend. They helped me and my little sister out of a terrible situation, made us feel like family, took us into a loving home- something we never really had. But right when our happiness was finally falling into place, they left us, both of them left us. My happiness just up and burned away. One promised me that when he came up and could afford the life he thought we deserved he would return for me and my sister, but of course the good life took over his mind, the flashing lights blinded him to the lost souls that he'd left behind. So, in other words, he never did come back for us. In the end I realized I only have myself. I have to take care of myself- I'm the only person who's going to watch after me and my Kali. She's all I got and I'm all she's got, so either way it goes I'm going to take care of mines. But all in all I will never forgive him. Ever! He took away my happiness. He took away my heart. He took away a part of my world, when I had already lost so much. But he promised me .... he promised he would come back for me, for us. But I guess in the end he didn't really care about me just like everybody else in the world. So I held on to my happiness named Kali and swore on my life I would protect her with everything in me, I would die for her just like Mel would have. And that's what I did for years. I covered up all the things that made me vulnerable, put my past behind me- well I tried to at least- and became a model to provide for me and my Kali. That is until 'he' was right there in front of me, the one I begged to Don't Forget About Me. He-He was right there...the beloved man himself. The king of heart breakers himself. And they call him- "August."

August Alsina a.u

August Alsina a.u

A puzzle was meant to be complicated and complex. They were meant to make you become frustrated with its mazes of curves and turns in the pieces- the same pieces that make up a beautiful picture. But what if you had an never ending puzzle with unlimited pieces- No, No, No. Ok scratch that, What if you got to the end of that puzzle and you only had one piece- one more piece until you accomplished your goal of completing this puzzle. But what if the last piece you had wasn't the right piece, all your hard work thrown down the drain, along with all your other failures in life. What then? Well I'm here to tell you that there's no such thing as a wrong piece- or a piece that doesn't 'fit'. "Just throw it out if it doesn't fit." I remember her saying to me. But like I said before, there's no such thing. "Juss' because a piece don't fit, don't mean it's not da' right one." Silly me though, I let the piece go.

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