"You're mine." I said, only inches away from her beautiful face. Her eyes. Her lips. I could not resist. "There's only you... Only you." My thumb caressed her cheek, marvelling at the softness of her skin. From under her dark nut-brown hair, peeked eyes of hazel and honey, edged with a deep forest-green. Held innocence, and fire that dwindled down to smoldering ember. I was warned about the threats in life, but never the ones with hazel eyes. I held her close, so close that I could feel her heartbeat against my chest. Her body- chiseled to perfection. Must she be so perfect? I couldn't stop myself from pulling her close to me and kissing her lips. At first, it was a delicate butterfly of a kiss, so faint, like a whisper. But, oh, it grew into so much more. Kissing her hungrily, my hands roamed all over her body. I wanted to kiss her lips, trace the curves, the lines and the twists they hid. I wanted to caress her body, cover with my hands every inch of her skin from head to toes, run my fingertips over her, and hear the melody of her laughter, and the symphony of her moans."More," I growled silently, still kissing on her bottom lip. "Give me more, Amelia." I kept kissing her, over and over again, each time harder than the last. The more love I give her, the more I have bursting inside me... Crazy, huh? "Dimitri" The silvery melody of her voice serenaded trough my heart as the air softly touched her lips when she whispered my name. My aesthetic senses came alive. I was once again struck by what she did to me, by her beauty. Her kisses, they lit my brain on fire, the warmth spreading throughout my entire body. After each one of them, I was more addicted. I couldn't bare not to be with her and I could barely breathe when she wasn't around. I, the Vampire Prince of Venedocia was swollen under the spell of this human. Amelia was my salvation and my torment. I lived for her and I would die with the memory of her in my arms. She was the half that made me whole.

Ambition- (noun)a strong desire to do or achieve someting requiring determination and hard work.

Book Four Of Milano

Book 3 To Milano {An August Alsina Story}

Sequel To Milano {August Alsina Story}

Melanie and August Alsina been best friend since womb. Nothing can tear them apart. They both have feelings for each other. But what happens when they get in a serious relationship? Will they still be besties? How will it affect his career read on!

"Being a sex therapist ain't all it's cracked up to be. Business is business." - Dr. August.

Abuse, was all he did to me. Self-conscious, was all I felt. Long sleeves was all that covered the hideous marks on my body. That was my life.

Nala, a 19 year old ambitious, loving and sometimes emotional black college student is new to the "West Coast" area. Which she barely survives if it wasn't for the help of her best friend, Amelia; that is until she moves to THE Crenshaw Blvd. where she finally meets the guy of her dreams, Chres, as well as the guy who can't get away... RJ. Now the question is how far will she go to claim what should be rightfully hers, from joining a drug selling gang to being the side chick; yes I said it, Nala has a lot on her plate! But she'll make it work for the sake of her soon to be, and very rare relationship with Chresanto August. Everything and anything can happen in the streets of South Central, Los Angeles.

At the age of seven years old, Jessica has been fighting a life battle. Her struggle continues as she grows older and now, at sixteen, Jessica is on her own. Day by day she's losing hope. "Not even church can help her." She thinks. That is .. until she finds a light right around the corner.