"Do you know what to do, Amunet?" A voice as sweet as silk whispered into the young girl's ear. Amunet didn't look over her shoulder, but shifted uncomfortably on her bare feet before nodding her head. A soft hand touched her back and urged her forward. All eyes turned towards the girl dressed in transparent linen with her dark hair tumbling down her back and her violet eyes lined by kohl. Every movement caused the jewels on her wrists and ankles to dangle and shimmer in the light. She raised her head and found the Pharaoh's transfixed stare. His jade eyes narrowed in on hers and the room became still and silent. Amunet bowed and, at the pluck of a harp string, began to dance. --- DISCLAIMER: this story is NOT historically accurate. It does not take place in any real time period and therefore there will be inaccuracies and areas that don't make sense in the context of "ancient Egypt." CONTENT WARNING: though this story is not explicit (sexual or otherwise), it does mention more mature themes that may be troubling to some readers, including but not limited to forced prostitution and miscarriage. cover by @Addietay

Kayla Kavari meets Jack Holland, a handsome doctor, on her way to visit the medical campus that she will call home for the next four years. Jack hasn't had the best luck with women in the past and has become wary of relationships. Will he let the past stand in the way of a possible future with Kayla? ©Copyright 2017

Somebody told me to write a second book of quotes and bible verses, hope yall enjoy this one even more than the last! This one will also be 20 chapts long!!

They say "If you are skinny, you're on drugs. If you are fat, you look nasty. If you're dressed up, you're conceited. If you dress for comfort, you're a slob. If you speak your mind, you're a bitch. If you don't say anything, you're rude. If you are sweet to strangers, you are fake. If you cry, you're a drama queen. If you have male friends, you're a whore. If you have female friends, you're a player" You can't do anything without being labeled. We live in a society where people can't survive if they're not judging the next person. If you're proud of who you are and don't care what anyone else thinks. Add this book. I love when people are happy and I want people to be happy, so maybe some of these inspirational quotes will shine a light in your day. Sounds corny I know (but it's true).

Jennifer Hills, is your typical high school student: pretty good grades, pretty cool friends; an all around okay life. Only one problem: Her locker is right next to Danny Sommers' , Gracefield High's newest trouble maker. And when a class project draws them closer, their lives begin clashing leaving the rest up in the air. "Danny Sommers.: Type D student. -D as in Douchebag -D as in Dipshit. -D as in DISAPPROVED." I mumbled, scribbling angrily into my journal as the ink smeared across the paper.

It's obvious what its about:) Most of these quotes are not mine, so all credit for whoever said them! The bible verses will be KJV.

I sat down on their living room couch as I waited to be introduced to the rest of the family. Ms Emily walked in with two boys and one girl, the first boy eyeing me slowly, he looked around my age, 15. The second boy, slightly older maybe, was glaring at me with disgust, as well as the girl. Adopted by a white family? Not the first time.

"You are mine" he says "Zaden", I growl , he was really pushing my buttons now. "Don't do that" he growls I look up into his eyes and see pure lust. "Don't do what"? I ask trying to look as innocent as possible. "My name" he says, I look at him confused, he takes a deep breath obviously trying to control his wolf. "My name" he pants "don't growl my name like that". I give him a curios look "like what like this" he gives me a warning look, but I continue "Zaden" I growl arching my back pressing my chest against his knowing he loves that. "Ella" he says waning me to stop and firmly holding my waist and looking in my eyes I look back in his and see him trying to gain control his eyes switching from black to a piercing blue to his normal green blue eyes then I start to grind against him and moan "Zaaaddeennnn" then he tenses and pushes me against the wall "I thought" inhale "I told you" inhale "not to" inhale "do that" exhale I look up innocently with a smirk " you told me not to growl not to moan" he growls then I feel his erection how did I not notice it before " get out I'm about to loose control" he says I stand there and put my hands on his neck "GET. OUT" I stand there and whispered the only thing that I was think all day when he was driving and his muscles were clenching and unclenching I growled and said........ "Show me".

*SAMPLE* Yazmeen isn't proud to admit that she has been stripping since she was 18 years old. Now at 24 she's still living the same life but is striving for better. Lady Luck seemed to be smiling on her when she was accepted into college, until the hole in the wall strip joint she worked at got raided in a drug bust. Dishearten, Yaz has other choice but to start over at a classier, strip club that just opened up. That's where she met HIM. Aleksandr Prakenski seems well-mannered, soft spoken, and has obtained fame at the of 34. He has everything anyone could ever want, and yet, he feels like he's missing something. Maybe it's the fact that he can't stand to be intimately involved with anyone unless it's anonymous sex. When he sees Yaz dancing at Cherish, he is mesmerized and instantly wants her. Yazmeen says she's not for sale. However, to a man like Aleksandr, he knows that everyone has a price.