{IN NEED OF HEAVY EDITING} Asha grew up with a verbally abusive mother that constantly put her older sister above her. When Asha is transferred to a new school her Junior year and meets a group of people, one of them catches her eye. Will Asha let her new friends get a glimpse of the real her, or is she too damaged to let anyone bare the burden of her dreadful life? This story has three parts and one of them contains a time jump. You will see some growth, character development, twists and turns, a lot of struggle, drama, and heartache. ⚠️⚠️⚠️ This story also has some dark themes that can be triggering. It includes sexual content, foul language, violence, and substance/drug abuse. I DO NOT OWN THE COVER PHOTO!!

𝕀 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕒 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕓𝕒𝕓𝕪,

❝ SHE WANT A RICCH NIGGA, SO SHE CHOSE US. ❞

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Meet Zaree Smith, a twenty two year old stripper at Atlanta's most famous strip club. Magic City. Under her drug dealing brother's rule, she's finding her way through Atlanta. What does her brother's city know her as? They call her Seduction. se-duc-tion səˈdəkSH(ə)n NOUN the action of seducing someone. a tempting or attractive thing. Started: June 2017 Finished: July 2018 My Works #18 Book One of the Magic City Mondays series

Everything in her life was perfect until her parents decided to get a divorce. That's when her life changed for the worse. Her dad moved to Miami with his new wife, leaving her in Atlanta with her mom who's decided to turn to coke and heroin to deal with her problems. Her mom abuses her, and has even tried to sell her daughter's body for a quick high. Not being able to take it anymore, she runs away and runs into the city's most famous kingpin, Blaze, who she's had a crush on for years. He helps her get back on her feet, but by him doing so, it only makes her fall for him more and more. What happens when she completely falls for him? Will he catch her, or will he walk away?

He began walking over to me. This is it. I'm dead. I saw his shoes come into my view as I was looking down, hair covering my face. "Look at me." He growled out. I started to cry, too afraid to look. He grasped my chin and lifted my face to meet his. I mentally gasped. It's the guy from last night. His eyes held surprise too, before anger erupted in them. I cowered back in fear of what he might do. "Who did this to your face?" He growled. I started to cry again and shake. "Him." I whispered and gave a small nod toward the guy who hit me.

Two girls brought together by the thing that changed them the most. Abuse. Years, after the horrors that changed both Ziya and Denim's life they are closer than ever but have two completely different outlooks on love. For Ziya, using a man for his money is something she would never do. You could barely get her to talk to a man better yet use one. Soon, she meets Mecca a man in a league all of his own. Despite, her fears Ziya gives him a chance and she enters a world she never expected. Denim on the other hand, would love for a rich man to fall into her lap and sweep her completely off her feet. Denim wished for the life where she didn't work behind a desk at a call center. But instead she wanted the life of the chicks on Instagram, where every other picture was a new pair of shoes or bags. Although she has the looks Denim can't seem to find the one. Cue the hot headed, possibly insane Blaze. A man looking for everything but love. After a one nightstand between the two, Denim gets more than she ever bargained for.

Alicia Monee is a single, gorgeous assistant, living alone in the big city of New York. By night, she is a wild stripper named Cinnamon. Hakim Williams by day, is a religious church boy, living under the care of his pastor and an aspiring college student. By night, he is a drug dealer working for his best friend. What happens when these two cross paths and maybe even, fall in love?