Elizabeth Monique Gray has been living her life through water. sometimes she's soft, sometimes she's rough, and sometimes, she can completely blow away your entire surface. but under her harsh front, there is more to what meets the eye. Angelo Roman Stone leads a double life. Businessman by day, Mystery by night. No one knows what he truly does except for those he grew up with. But even then, he was cautious. He never really let anyone in. Never let anyone heat up his iced heart. But due to a drunken exchange and a bad job interview, Gray and Stone crossed paths. Changing their lives forever.

With a life dedicated to being a voice behind the sports world, journalist Sarai Nazaire worked her way through the ranks to become one of the youngest and most sought after faces for sports television. Her will and honor to not only be accurate in statistical and skill reporting, but also a sounding board of honesty and empathy who humanizes the most known faces in the world, puts her into a position that she never saw coming. What happens when Sarai's voice becomes synonymous with one of the most prolific and explosive players in the NFL? Will this be the beginning of a whirlwind to mystically morph all that is wrong within their lives into something beautiful or will it be what destructively rips the already fragile aspects of themselves at the seams?

Odell a football player had never imagined himself settling down again at least not this early in his life. He was just getting the recognition he deserved and football was his main focus or so he thought that was until Naya entered the picture. Naya Anderson a famous singer she made a name for herself as being a singer/ songwriter. She's had her fair share of relationships but one thing she prides her self on was not dating too many people in the limelight, it created too much drama. That was until she met Odell what started out has just friends turned into an attraction neither one of them could control. Now Odell was faced with obstacles and temptations he had to overcome while Naya had to learn to open up herself to someone new. But In the end does it end up hurting the two or bringing them closer. "Send your love to move me My world has powered over me In perfect ruins Somehow it towers over me" - Kwabs 'Perfect Ruin'

Someone walks into the room but I cannot see its face. It looks like a man and by the look of his posture, he seems very important. "Why were you in my territory?" His voice is strangely calm however I think its the calm before the storm. "I didn't know it was your territory! For gods sake how many times do I have to tell you people? Just let me go and I promise I won't say anything to anyone. Not like I have anyone to tell." The last part I said in a whisper. He didn't need to know the situation I was in. I hear the cock of a gun making me raise my head. The all too familiar sound ringing in my ears. "I don't believe you bitch, so you better tell me the truth or your brains are gonna end up on the wall." Ah there's the storm. "A gun doesn't scare me arsehole, I've had way worse things than that!" He steps forward into the light so I can see his features. He is extremely good looking but right now is not the right time to admire his beauty. I stare straight into his pitch black eyes, daring him to try harder than this. He smirks and leans forward searching my eyes. Before I can even register what's happening, he punches me in the face. *** Mature Content

mis·con·cep·tion ˌmiskənˈsepSH(ə)n/ noun a view or opinion that is incorrect because it is based on faulty thinking or understanding.

( discontinued as of 4/8/2015. please read the very last update to redirect to the first & last books of the series! ) "Nobody can save everybody." But there's always a beginning to every ending.

(His Dirty Little Secret Sequel) ON HOLD After leaving Jayceon Taylor with no explanation, Natasha's life only went downhill. Living on hardly anything, living a day to day life is hard. After losing her child she feels hopeless-worthless. Natasha tries to take her life with an overdose, but she is quickly hospitalised. Unknown to her, her emergency contact is Jayceon Taylor from when she was shot. Now that he knows where she is he won't let her go. Keeping his secret will be harder this time. But for her own safety, he can't give up. With ghosts of his own past coming to haunt him, Jay will have to up his game to protect the girl he loves. //just read it please 😆//

Natasha started as a drug runner for Jayceon Taylor, a gang-Lord, when she tries to run Jayceon comes to punish her. Taking one look at her he realises the state she's in, she's been beaten and sexually abused. He takes her home to fix her up, but once the dirt and blood is washed away, he notices everything. Her beautiful eyes, her hour-glass figure, her dark chestnut hair, her dark skin. Everything. But a gang isn't the place for love. They must keep their secret love affair a secret. But things that happen behind closed doors can be opened. The secret will spread. Then what will happen?

2015 Hot Genre: Urban Fiction Winner Book 1 "It was her soul that got me. I felt her way before I knew her, that's as real as it gets. I had to chase her because she was already mine."

Infidelity, ˌinfəˈdelədē, is the action or state of being unfaithful to a moral obligation. Olivia Ludavico Spraying my right hand out to the door, I pushed it open, but I didn't miss a drop of blood that was plastered on the knob. Training my gun up into the room, I surveyed around and my eyes landed to see the man, that was suppose to be my kill with my bullet, with his head titled back and his hands tied to his chair- he looked to be sleeping but the two bullets to his head and chest told me it was an instant kill. Someone had beat me to it. "Damn it." I hissed out, clearly annoyed. I placed my hand on my earpiece turning my body sideways to the door. It hadn't been thirty minutes but my brother needed to know we wasted valuable time with me coming down here. It was apparent he wasn't doing bad business with just my father. My brother didn't respond and I rolled my eyes before my breath quickened after hearing clinking of a glass, and I turned on my heel ready to fight for life or death. I hesitated for the first time in my life. Piercing grey eyes in the dim light to Abram Smirnov's office stared back at me, and not to the gun that could end his life at any moment. He looked to be the man that invited death with open arms, but it was on his time and not when the universe called for him and the way his eyes flickered told me it was for damn sure not going to be from me; not for tonight. His fingers grazed the side of his glass before I watched him tick his forefinger against it. He radiated off power and my finger closed around the trigger but I didn't pull it. If he was going to hurt me; he would've by now. What did he want? Nicholai Corsetti