"Don't make homes out of people. This will leave you homesick and sad, missing arms that cannot hold roofs, hearts with shaky foundations." I made a home out of him. He was where I curled up and cried. He was where I felt most comfortable. He was where no makeup was worn. He was my foundation. He built me up, but I never felt like I was truly his home. I knew I was his true home, but I felt like nothing but his guest house, where he'd stay when he was drunk or just had a lot on his mind. Where he'd crash when he was on a downfall. Where he felt most comfortable, sometimes... Only sometimes. But, I still loved him... I had no place to judge him, seeing as though I wasn't even a halfway house when we met... I just wish my home was more welcoming sometimes. I wish my home had warm colors on his walls so I could feel more at ease sometimes. I wish my home had no doors so he wouldn't be able to shut me out so often. I wish my home was made out of something other than bricks and steel so he couldn't be so cold sometimes.. One night, he told me, "As long as I'm your home... You'll never need any other shelter." So, I stayed. And, I got adjusted to those black and white walls and those hard doors and that foundation made of bricks and steel. I made a home out of him, and I'm living comfortably sheltered from the world. And, I'm afraid I'll never be able to move out.

*This is a Tupac Shakur & Tiara Thomas Fan Fiction* Ashia was a normal girl. She went to school and made excellent grades, a mother and father that absolutely adored her, and every and anything she could ever ask for. But that all changes when she meets the love of her life , Lesane Shakur, many obstacles and women come in between the relationship that they try so hard to keep. Her whole life changes for the worst ... But will love conquer all? Read and see....

Of course, there were laughs. That’s probably all we did together—laugh, have fun, just live. That was what I planned on doing for the rest of my life, and I planned on doing it with you. But you shattered that dream. You broke your promise, and you left. You crawled up out of the hole that we had both been stuck in. The hole was fun with you. But now that I’m in it alone, it’s dark and scary and full of despair. The worst part is that I can’t even just lie down and forget about everything. I see you, living your life. Laughing, having fun, just living. And you’re doing it with everyone else. Another girl would just curl up and die. But sweet, blissful death is taking a bit too long for my taste. So what will I do now? I’ll shatter the Earth like you shattered my dream. And you will feel it. And I will find you.

Tremaine has lived in Harlem for her entire life. She's just another young, misbehaving black girl from a poor family. Even though she misbehaves, she's still innocent. But there's a boy on her block by the name of Rakim who can change her forever. Is there more to Rakim than Tremaine thinks? Is he more than just a local rapping dropout? For all she knows, he can be anybody. A killer, or a millionaire. But whatever she does, Tremaine can't fall for him. That would be a love crime. All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted by any means, including recording, photocopying, or other methods without the official permission of the author/publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law. For further information, please contact me at: info.awilliams@gmail.com. Please refrain from contacting me via the given address if not for inquiries regarding any of my published works or copyright details. Thank you.

It’s 1998, and a flood of new students are coming into the University of Alabama. The new seniors couldn’t care less, since all they want to do is graduate like the previous class. But everyone seems pretty interested in these freshmen. Who wouldn’t be? They’re the full package—any type of person you can think of, they’re somewhere in the bunch—and they come with a side of drama too. So meet Brian, Travis, Wayne, Nefertiti (aka Neffie), Flo, Hunter, Quincy, and Sabine. They have a lot to offer. Whilst the purpose of college may be to learn, everyone knows that the students don’t care much about that. The true concern is partying, relationships, and getting out all the stupidity they have in them before they crash into adulthood. Essentially, they’re doing everything they are not supposed to. Ladies and gentlemen, these are the college fiends.