Chosyn Wilson is a man of a few words, he didn't like talking and most people always thought he was weird. When he bumps into a yapper dapper assistant, things change.

Their love is like a bullet, it could end both of them...or maybe just one of them. • His eyes flicker to my lips- quickly back to my eyes. "Maybe I'm waiting for a thank you." I smiled. Who does he think I am. "You want gratitude for tackling me?" "No, for keep your pretty little ass alive." The way he says it isn't gentle. It's possessive. And it shouldn't sound the way it does in my stomach. • "To love her is treason. To let her go is war." Started 10/29/2025

What happens in Vegas... definitely doesn't stay in Vegas. What was supposed to be a peaceful family cruise turns into unexpected madness when a flight delay lands Yara, Sevion, and their wild crew in Las Vegas for two nights. With custom T-shirts, loud personalities, and deep southern charm, the group takes the strip by storm-sequins, gospel trap music, and all. But when the sun rises over the desert city, Morgan wakes up with a headache, a wedding ring, and a half-naked Savior beside her. One impulsive night. One very real marriage license. And two stubborn hearts trying to piece together what the hell just happened-and what happens next. Filled with laughter, love, tequila-fueled confessions, and a whole lot of sass, this is a romantic comedy novella that proves sometimes the wildest detours lead you right where you belong.

Mishelle Jackson wasn't your typical 'nerd'. She was a smart mouthed, quick witted, glasses wearing Black girl that came in a curvy package. Her main problem though: she had a pension for helping those in need. When the star quarterback needs some study help, she jumps at the opportunity. No matter how irritating and unavailable he might be. Excerpt: My eyes spring open as I scramble out of Deshaun's embrace. This was definitely no angel. No, this was a doberman shepherd in a 18-year-olds body. "You know my name is not Molly," I say. My hands on my hip as I rolled my neck at the boy. "That doesn't sound like a thank you mamas," his deep voice lets out. The sound as smooth as his rich, coffee-colored skin (before the creamer.) Mamas? That must work on the hoes around here. Girl, you know you felt a tingle stop playing. Like hell I did! My stare hardens on the dread head in front of me, in the dimness of the library he seemed darker than usual, his tattoos melding into one as he takes a step towards me. I pretended my heart didn't race as he stepped into my space, his vanilla and mint scent enveloping my senses. "You got a lot of sass on you," he says. "For a nerd." (A/N: Time Skip in story, the characters are not in HS the entire plot)

I hear Timothy huff. "Come back to the house voluntarily and I'll go easy on you for your punishment." He sounds bored. I guess he's not enjoying running after me anymore. Still I ignore him and continue to walk forward. My walk is more like a drunken wobble now. Everything hurts. I get a few feet further before he pulls me back by my hair. "Stop being stubborn." It feels like he's trying to pull my hair from my scalp. I scream and scratch at his hands. "Let me go!" "You like it when I chase after you. Huh, Rose." He's breathing hard. Oh my god. This is really how I'm going to die. He pushes me onto the ground then grabs my leg. I grab and claw at the ground as he starts to drag me back towards the house. Stones, roots and dirt rub against my body scratching me. I can't continue to be dragged like this. We are at least three miles away from his house. "Let me up, I can walk!" I can barely recognize my own voice. It's so raw. He continues to drag me for a little while longer before picking me up and throwing me over his shoulder. My body hangs from his limp. When we arrive at the house he takes me straight to his bedroom. He tosses me on the bed like I'm a pillow making my head bang against the headboard. I grab my head and cover my face. "Strip." He breaks the silence. This is darker than Mia.

I felt like I was never chosen, always admired but never chosen...until I met HIM Janay has always been admired but never chosen. No matter how many people praised her beauty, intelligence, or kindness, love always seemed just out of reach. That is, until she meets Rahmir-a man who not only admires her but chooses her, wholeheartedly.

Devani is from a small town in Georgia. She moves to Winston Salem for college and has to know what it's like to live there away from family and working nonstop. One day a bunch of rude customers come in and it doesn't end well. Words are said and people are being held back. She leaves work just to find them following her. What happens when she runs into the house that the native people fear? As you know all my books are copyrighted so please don't steal my work, thank you 😊 Load up on guns, bring your friends It's fun to lose and to pretend She's over-bored and self-assured Oh no, I know a dirty word Hello, hello, hello, how low Hello, hello, hello, how low Hello, hello, hello, how low Hello, hello, hello With the lights out, it's less dangerous Here we are now, entertain us I feel stupid and contagious Here we are now, entertain us A mulatto, an albino A mosquito, my libido Yeah Hey Yay - Smells like Teen Spirit by Nirvana "I love you like a fat kid likes chocolate cake..." She giggles seeing his bushy eyebrows raise slightly with the corner of his mouth forming into a little grin. "I love you like a vampire in a blood bank...?" He whispers unsure of his comeback and she just pats his cold cheek. "You finally got the hang of it boo."

My works #3 infatuation /ɪnˌfatjʊˈeɪʃn/ noun an intense but short-lived passion or admiration for someone or something. first it was infatuation, then it was love.

Superstar rapper, Sevyn, has spent the past seven years in the industry going through the motions and removing himself from the impeding doom of street life. His daily struggles prevent him for seeking any form of love. He avoided it like all things that he knew would eventually be taken from him. Kiyanna Cross, successfully built a name for herself in the hair industry without the help of social media. She's been able to keep a low profile and maintain professionalism until she meets the extremely rude and guarded Sevyn. But when he challenges everything she knew about herself and love it's hard not to wonder what more could be.

For her son, she'll find the strength to let go, love again & rebuild.