© All Rights Reserved to tvpacshakvr 2014-2015 *You must read book 1 (Worst Behavior) before reading this* In the sequel to Worst Behavior Shayne and Tavi come to terms on co-parenting Addison. But just like any other time it's hard for them to resist one another when it comes to sex. Everything their doing feels so right, but it's the wrong thing to do. In the end will they finally come face to face with their feelings or will they stay in denial about it and continue to mess with not only each other's hearts but other's as well. NOTE: Some chapters may be private so follow me in order to have access to all chapters.

My name is Dream. Wanna know why? cause when i walk past a guy they think they're dreaming...but im not one to brag cause i been through so much. My real name is Dezyre Marquette Smith. Im from the streets of LA but i moved after i got my little bundle of joy. Im the babymama of a thug named Darious AKA Drizzy. He was my first love,soulmate... so i thought but this was all in highschool which was a year ago. We fell in love young like most couples start off. I was his main, put before any hoe or bitch in the streets, we loved each other and on his birthday i thought i got him the best present he could ever have. Even though i was supposed to be the good girl of the school i gave him my virginity and he took it with no hesitations. Like i said i had given him the best gift in the world until i started getting sick. I was lucky to have a friend like Kemia by my side cause she was the one that helped me when i was in deep shit. A couple weeks after his birthday i found out i was pregnant with his child. Soon my parents found out and i was forced to live with my grandma. This wasnt good i was pregnant by a drug dealer/gang leader and i kinda felt nervous. He doesnt know he has a child cause after i found out i got home schooled to finish my eduacation. These times have been hard for me but i get through them... So now after my grandma died i moved to Georgia with my baby boy Da'kari Montrell Smith the only thing that keeps me going. He's 11 months and his birthday is next month August 4. So yes im the Thug's Babymama and im trying to make it through...

18 year old August is known for bad behavior & good looks. Nothing seems to slow him down. He then attends high school & meets the new student, Chanelle. Chanelle is the 18 year old new student from Chicago. Everyone gives her a little trouble since she's the preacher's daughter. Can she help him change or will she let August change her?

Sequel to Mistaken Now a mother to a toddler, business woman, and single... Morgan comes in contact with someone she's spent two years apart from. From doing things that were mistaken and misunderstood Morgan is realizing she doesn't have to fear love. Yes love can be scary, but it can also be very amazing with the right person. Morgan comes to learn with love comes many things including: work and dedication, learning and understanding, and conflict and communication, but most importantly happiness and respect. From mistaken love to worthy love.

Shes A Young Ambitious Fiesty 21 Year Old She Want Her Dreams To Come True But for Now Shes Just Another Stripper That Dating a Hood Bad Boy This Bad Boy Name Is August Alsina He Dont Want Nothing to Do With Love But Might Be Falling In It With Chanel Can she Get This good Boy To Change His Ways For Her Or Will It Just end All Bad ?? Find Out In Life Changes

Watty Finalist: Mystery/Thriller, On the Rise I see him vividly in my head. Him. The guy who calls himself A for whatever reason. The guy dressed in a black cloak with a hood that makes his face look like an endless sea of darkness. The guy whose voice is like velvet; so smooth; yet so deep and dark it sends chills down my spine every time he speaks. The guy whose simple words and actions are enough to send my heart into a frenzy. The guy whose black-as-night eyes captivate me day and night. The guy who enjoys teasing me and making me angry, like it's one of his new hobbies. The guy who has the power to make my legs turn to jelly in an instant. The guy whose past is so deep, dark, and bottled up that it scares me. The guy who spends most of his time stalking me; visiting me at night. The guy whose arms hold me so tight and securely. The guy who evokes feelings in me that honestly scare the hell out of me. But he's not just a guy. He's a criminal. The criminal that calls me cupcake.