Kyree Cash is a twenty-six year old, cold hearted man who would swoon over nothing but his money. He grew up, showered in money, he breathed money, he was the symbol of money. The twenty six year old wanted nothing but to be an artist. He would paint his life away if he had the opportunity. Painting optics was his profession, what he wanted his life to mirror. Mr. Cash was left a multimillion dollar company from his father. Although, Mr. Cash did not want to take on the pressure of being the CEO of Musical Productions, he does his job well and could easily fool a fool. Ryaire Riley, a twenty-five year old equally cold hearted female who comes from the slums of Detroit, Michigan, travels to New York City for a fresh start. Miss. Riley desires for nothing but respect from anyone. She is a independent woman who will go above and beyond to make sure that she is satisfied. However, when Miss. Riley crosses paths with Mr. Cash for a job, their stone cold hearts, might warm.

I'm not that great at summarizing stories, but don't let that stop you from reading. WARNING...WARNING...WARNING... There's a lot of sexual scenes (very detailed) and cursing, so PARENTAL DISCRETION is strongly recommended throughout the entire story. Life on the streets is always survivor of the fittest. So when 22 year old Lyric starts to get involved with Billy, the biggest drug lord on the east coast, she thinks she has the perfect life. But being with Billy, Lyric learns that more enemies than either of them can keep count of is also part of the package. Will Lyric be willing to go to hell and back just to prove that hood love does exist? Or will thugs and hood love be defeated again? Stay tuned, but let the record be known that there's never a happily-ever-after in the hood, and not in this story either. There's only the constant thought of survival...

Highest Ranking- 69 on 6/13/17 (Unedited) Georgia was a 23-year-old librarian, who hadn't had sex in two years. Her nomadic roommate, Dan, brings home a grown man that grew up with monkeys. Immediately several emotions attack her. Fear. Confusion. Lust. Georgia ends up having to teach him, and try to find his relatives. All without falling in love and in bed with the modern Tarzan.

"This was suppose to be easy, nobody was suppose to get hurt". Twenty year old Ivory Santana was what most people would call friendly and caring. She'd be the person you'd least expect to have a father running one of the biggest drug trafficking industry's in America. Ivory has went through great measures keeping that part of her life private while attending college at NYU, that is until she's taken. Twenty two year old Jade and his older brother Ohaji are 2 completely different types of people that you wouldn't expect to even associate with each other if they weren't related. With dreams of one day being as legendary as their father once was. The two brothers were given the task of kidnapping their boss, big Al's enemy's daughter until he agrees to compromise. Sounds simple enough right? WRONG. What happens when Ivory teams up with the brothers and this turns into a cat and mouse game between bonds and blood?

17 year- old Mickie Thomas has a rough life. After her father dying in a terrible car crash and her brother's mysterious disappearance due to his drug slanging, her mother has changed and for the worst. Her mother who was once beautiful turned in to a ugly, spiteful crackhead. The only person she has left in her life is her best friend Aubree Brown. Not trying to be like her mother, she hides her true self behind a pair of glasses and assets behind baggy clothing. But, then she meets someone. Jayceon 'Money' White. A notorious, dangerous drug lord, who's 'famous' in the city of Los Angeles, he can have any girl, but settles for her. Tragedy, dangerous situations, and drama will test the love these two have developed and soon Mickie realizes somebody's after her. But, who? In this book you learn that trust don't mean nothing and especially in the streets. Warning: Explicit Copyright © 2013 [YouAhStupidHoee]. All Rights Reserved.

Sophia will do anything to escape an arranged marriage to the arrogant billionaire, Enrique Monteiro, but he has more control than she knows. ***** Enrique Monteiro, a powerful Brazilian billionaire, has gotten everything he wanted in life. He has looks, wealth, power, and women. He travels in his private jet to negotiate business deals all over the globe. His godly looks and reserved attitude makes seems to pull women in. With just a snap of his fingers, he can get everything he's ever wanted. Everything except Sophia Castello. [[word count: 50,000-60,000 words]] Cover designed by Karen Roberts

"Put down the bleach. Your skin is not dirt that needs to be cleaned out like yesterday's shirt. You are comprised of sienna, chestnut, and warm mahogany. Dark as the night sky, constellations are tucked neatly underneath your bones. Your skin reminiscent of the hot chocolate that warms winter nights. Like rings around a tree stump, you too have history etched into your melanin. Don't let the glaring whiteness, blind you from the beauty that you are. "

[Edited] "You had to be extremely low on cash to wank into a cup for it," Dani sneered, feeling like a vindictive bully in a playground. But Carlo deserved it. She felt the first sharp stab of fear that went through her heart when Carlo looked at her with thunder in his eyes. "What are you going to do now? Kill me?" she continued. Fingering the 9mm in her back pocket, she remembered that she'd never even shot the damn thing, despite her brothers' pleas to teach her. Carlo's shadow blanketed her. "Kill you?" His brow furrowed. "Do you really think that lowly of me, cara? I'm wounded." "Then what the hell do you want?" His face flashed with a look she barely recognised - pure arousal. Even when he reached out and pulled her to him, she could feel it. "I realised that the mother of my child is more of a spitfire than I thought." His lips brushed her earlobe. "Call me a pyromaniac." *cover by @bullethood*

So many people seem to judge you from where you come from. Wether your from the rich or poor side of town. Well me I'm from the "GHETTO" born and raised. My life has never been easy ! From crake heads begging to dope boys slanging. Sorry I forgot introduce myself. My name is Mahogany.