a lit guide/diary for black goddesses

Geneva thought she knew what evil was before that Autumn in Chattanooga. She thought after being homeless for seven years she'd seen it all, and she knew how to manipulate life into giving her what she wanted. Strange things started happening in her town, and soon she learned that everything she thought she knew was a fabricated story created by the people who'd been watching her for her entire life. After being thrown into a sick, unfair game, she lost everything she gained along the way, including the ability to trust. Everyone around her was a suspect. Everyone she looked at could be the source of all her life's troubles. Ignoring it isn't an option because it always yanks you out of your comfort zone and forces you to brush shoulders with death even when you think it's over. So what can you do? How can you ask for help when anybody you meet could be the one controlling the operation? How can you take it down by yourself when they are always twenty steps ahead of you? There's only one answer: you can't. There's nothing you can do in this game except say your prayers. After all Geneva's been through, you start to wonder who you're praying to.

The not-so-safe haven of Chattanooga, Tennessee has always been normal territory for Geneva. But as an unproductive, boring year for her comes to an end, everything she believes in is shattered to the point that she can't even be sure that her first name is real. Life swings her from one side to the next, and suddenly she is swung into the same place as five other innocent human beings. Their participation in what seems to be a sick game begins once December arrives, but behind the scenes, things have been changing all along. How long will it take for them to discover who they should point fingers at? Who will find out first, and will he help the others or save himself? Before salvation, though, you must acknowledge that you need to be saved. In these youths' case, it's almost too late for epiphanies. (Sequel, Blue Pencil Dolls, is on my page.)

"Be safe, gyal! Di streets are dutty; dey'll chew yuh up an' spit yuh batty right out." Moving away is one of the hardest things to do. Nami Akiyama finds actuality in this statement when she's forced to move from her sunny hometown of Northern California to the shiesty streets of Kingston, Jamaica. The summer brings gang drama as the competition to be Kingston's Big Batty Princess arises. What happens when Nami finds herself interested in the perks of Jamaica, which includes meeting a guy with an interesting past and finding her calling in the beat of reggae? What happens when her connections lead to a deadly whirlwind? © Copyright, T'Keyah Hayes, All Rights Reserved, 2013.

Compton, California. It was the only place in the world I knew best. I wasn’t what you called ‘rich’ or ‘wealthy’, but I damn sure wasn’t poor either. I had everything I ever needed all because of my sweet and loving grandma, Izzy. She was my angel who wouldn’t dare hurt a fly. But somebody thought it was okay to gun her down in front of her home; little did they know they just started World War III. *In the process of editing!

Her name was Oasis Kai Evans, and she was sick of being the oddball in life. She was that black girl who was always stuck in between. Oasis is always underappreciated and taken for granted. At school in the morning, nobody would want to talk to her. When it came to conversations, she'd always have to start them. When it came to music tastes, no one ever heard of the artists she was talking about. Worst of all, Oasis couldn't confide in anybody about anything, not even her own mother and father. So, she decided to go about finding what she wanted in her own way. Somehow it worked out in her favor... She found exactly what she was looking for in the most unexpected person. All Rights Reserved. Maryam A. Muhammad ©

A book of encouragement, thoughts, and other random things for the uplifting and awakening of black girls.

Now a digital pilot for SYFY The Society knows when we're going to die. They imprint it on our arms at birth. I was supposed to die yesterday. I'm the girl who's Expired. Winner of the 2020 Readers Choice Awards Cover by @Forcade

This is no ordinary fairytale. Moving to a new town for a fresh start, reunited with her brother, was supposed to be a good idea. But when Maggie Lucins senses something evil within a strange man, receives visits from abnormally large wolves and dangerously amorous feelings for unlikely saviours; she certainly second guessed the decision. Maggie will face the inexplicable horrors that Wolverton Falls has to offer. From feral wolves, mysterious new allies, an obsessive monster and unsuspecting predators that have followed her from her own past. But the worst of Wolverton Falls has yet to come. It's secrets is only a small sliver of the unknown universe that has lurked in the shadows for more than a millennia -- and Maggie has landed herself right in the middle of it all. ▹ "I will own every breath you take, every beat of your racing heart and every inch of your human body until you break." ▹ STATUS / ONGOING ROMANCE / FANTASY

There are two things Harper Lynch wasn't expecting when she made out with an attractive stranger at her aunt's wedding. One: He would show up on her doorstep two weeks later as the son of an old family friend. Two: That he would be staying in her house, right next door to her. If living together isn't enough, Duke starts to go to Harper's school for the year, and immediately earns the status of the senior heartthrob. Suddenly, Harper, the girl who keeps mostly to herself and spends a lot of time in her room watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer marathons, is the envy of every girl in her high school. Harper couldn't care less, and despite that fact that she has insisted that she has in no interest in Duke, she is still subject to the wrath of jealous, catty bitches and the admiration of wide-eyed freshmen. It really doesn't help that Duke is constantly flirting with her in his own irritating yet charming way. Harper refuses to be yet another conquest, but is that what Duke wants? Or does he want more?