*COMPLETED* "You think I'd murder you?" He laughed humorlessly. "I- what?" I stuttered, looking at him with a lost expression. If he didn't want to kill me, what was all of this then? "What's your name, speedy?" He asked after shaking his head. "Why would I-I tell you my name?" I tried to sound brave, but this whole scenario was just freaking me out. "I'll find out, eh?" He gave me a smirk. What? "For what? You can just kill me now. I don't want to live like this anymore." I breathed out. I really don't. His loud and obnoxious laugh pulled me out of my thoughts. What's so funny? "You're funny. But-" He took a step closer and I immediately stepped backwards. "-the stunt you pulled last week-" My back hit the wall and I gasped as he stood only a few inches away from me now. His finger lifted my chin and I gulped. "-was not." His smirk was replaced by a serious expression. His eyes were so dark and captivating, I couldn't look away. "And you know what they say, speedy?" He continued as his eyes flickered towards my mouth. I shook my head and his smirk was back. "Keep your friends close. But-" He clenched his jaw. "Keep your enemies closer."

hon·ey·trap ˈhənēˌtrap noun A stratagem in which irresistible bait is used to lure a victim. In life your either a victim or a survivor. Either your playing the game or your getting played. Most of the time you can't even make that decision for yourself. It's always someone that you know making the choice for you and nineteen year old Raven Smith was no exception. When a simple night out turns into a deadly game of cat and mouse and one of Atlanta's deadliest kingpins is on her trail Raven has no other choice but to make a deal with the devil. Agreeing to work with some of the hardest hustlers in the dirty south Raven soon finds herself in a world of trouble as she becomes one of the most called upon women in the game. Watch as Raven goes from homeless hood rat to hustler even finding love in the process. | Cover by @theurbanroyalty |