"You might be feared by others, but it doesn't work with me. I don't care about your little mob job." "Sasha, I'm warning you," he said through gritted teeth. "Sorry, Daddy," I said jokingly. Christophe was livid before, but when I called him that, I saw lust in his eyes. Christophe reached down and wrapped his hand around my throat. I looked into his eyes and bit my plumped bottom lip. "Is this what you want? Do you like making me mad?" When I smirked, he turned me around then pushed me up against the wall. "Answer me," he demanded. * Sasha Harris is a fiery 20-year-old who is looking to have fun in her last year of college. She's used to being in control of everything, but that's until she runs into Christophe Miller, the son of one of the most feared mob bosses. Christophe is ruthless and domineering. Once these two dominants meet, they can't help the passion that they have for each other, but they are sure to clash. **Mature Content** Cover made by _saharaa3

Twenty-two year old Belinda Bureau, a young woman from Chicago, is kidnapped. When she is awakened, her whole life does a 180 once she finds out she is now an escort and lives with thirty other women in a mansion. The man who took her will soon regret it, but will she find a way out or will she end up falling for him? UrbanTai™ Copyright© All Rights Reserved®I Inspired by LexTheAuthor

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August Alsina, Trey Songz, Chris Brown, Plies, Kelly Rowland, etc. Fan fic Read at your own risk. All Rights Reserved © @TheeMatriarch I do not own any picture used in this book. The creative @ChroniclesofSabrina made my cover.

Serenity P.o.v "Justin how could you ever do something so foul like that?" I asked him as I felt the burning sensation in my eyes. Here comes the water works. He embarrassed me in the cafeteria. He told everyone I slept with him, and I gave him chlamydia. "You know what I want. Did you think this was going to last? I mean you're beautiful, but look at you. You're a mess. You're not shit. Why don't you start back cutting, and kill yourself! Get the fuck out of my face." Justin spat at me. His words burned deeply. "Y-y-you don't mean that." I told him as I tried to grab onto his hand. He pushed me back, an punched me in the eye. "Don't put your fucking hands on me. Damn Precious looking bitch. Now either you're going to give me the pussy, or you're going to run back to Malik. Hurry up my sloppy toppy appointment is waiting for me." He said. I don't like him to give him the most precious piece of me. I shook my head no, and headed for the door. I soon felt my hair being pulled he threw me on the chair. "Please don't do this Justin." I searched his eyes, and they was jet black. Honestly, he looks so different. Almost like he was on some type of drug. "Bitch I'm getting what I want today." He said. I felt something hit my head then I was knocked out. Will Serenity ever have a normal life? Will Serenity ever get her "White house, with the picket fence?" Or as most say "The American Dream." Read more to find out.

"This was suppose to be easy, nobody was suppose to get hurt". Twenty year old Ivory Santana was what most people would call friendly and caring. She'd be the person you'd least expect to have a father running one of the biggest drug trafficking industry's in America. Ivory has went through great measures keeping that part of her life private while attending college at NYU, that is until she's taken. Twenty two year old Jade and his older brother Ohaji are 2 completely different types of people that you wouldn't expect to even associate with each other if they weren't related. With dreams of one day being as legendary as their father once was. The two brothers were given the task of kidnapping their boss, big Al's enemy's daughter until he agrees to compromise. Sounds simple enough right? WRONG. What happens when Ivory teams up with the brothers and this turns into a cat and mouse game between bonds and blood?

Tiana Smith. My name that is. My reputation is probably known as the fat girl at school. Momma always telling me that them girls just jealous of my "curves" or that them boys mad cause they can't have me. I swear I try to believe her, but she wouldn't understand and neither would my older brother and sister. They bodies built like gods and goddesses. Being a fat girl is a term I wasn't used to until sixth grade. Im in tenth now and not only have they not let up, but it gets worse. I don't know what to do anymore. Why cant someone accept me for me? Flaws and all....curves and all....