Love is quite grand, but misery conquers all. I used to fall easily, now I can't fall at all. Sobriety is nonexistent, thanks to Merlot and Hennessy. Our love faded long ago, and will remain just a memory. - MAY ☥ [Sequel to Alsina is my Neighbor]

When we were alone, you'd sing to me. You'd hold me close, and you'd cling to me. Nobody knows what we've done, cause we've messed around calling it "fun". Somewhere in between, I fell for you. We were only teens, but you were falling too. In the end I was the game while you were the player. But what did I expect when Alsina was my NEIGHBOR. -May

Sequel to Mistaken Now a mother to a toddler, business woman, and single... Morgan comes in contact with someone she's spent two years apart from. From doing things that were mistaken and misunderstood Morgan is realizing she doesn't have to fear love. Yes love can be scary, but it can also be very amazing with the right person. Morgan comes to learn with love comes many things including: work and dedication, learning and understanding, and conflict and communication, but most importantly happiness and respect. From mistaken love to worthy love.

They say a girl's first love is her father, but Morgan being raised by her older brother... he was hers. So when her brother ended up with life in jail she begin to fear love and would rather avoid and deny it all together. Morgan's mindset became: what's the point of falling in love if they could possibly end up taken away from you? With her fear of love comes complications.

Twenty-two year old Hazel K. Langston made a bad decision back when she was 16 years old. Thinking the decision wouldn't affect her in the future, Hazel kept the aftermath a secret. Little did she know, her bad decision came right back to her 6 years later.

When Lauren's mother died, her abusive father looks to her to play the role of house wife and bedmate. Lauren finds a way to escape it all when she meets local barbershop owner and Kingpin Rio.

Highest Ranks: |Mystery/Thriller #1| |Action #3| I was trained my whole life to disarm a grown man using nothing but a credit card, nail files, and a sock if I'm lucky. Becoming a cheerleader sounded laughable compared to everything I've done. But I soon learn that balancing spirit weeks, cute boys, and curling wands along with nuclear weapons, evil psychopaths, and rogue agents is a lot more work than I thought. I mean would you suspect a varsity cheerleader to be a spy working for the CIA? Or Interpol? The FBI maybe? Of course not which is why it works. Never judge a book or a girl by her cover. ••BOOK 1 IN THE JUST UNDERCOVER TRILOGY•• *cover by @THEICEWOLVES

I was 16 when I had an abortion. My Uncle Leon, My sweet Uncle Leon. The one who taught me how to ride a bicycle. The one who showed me the simplicity of adding 1+1 to get the answer of 2. The one who began touching me at the tender age of thirteen. The one who got me pregnant.