Love don't live here anymore. ~ ©

Alone together. Together alone. You're not my first love. But the best I've ever known. (Purple Eggplant Awards Finalist for "Best Of The Rest" and new cover edited by Wreka_Stow)

Jessica Evans was now alone. Being forced to destroy her pride yet again, she would seek comfort in his voice. With him, she had learned the ways of love in all its purity. With him, she had discovered the peak of mountains she never even imagined stepping foot on. With him, she had soared to fantasy lands only her wildest dreams could hold. Without him, she was nothing. Living in a dungeon of misery, her most honest smile could only be achieved when she looked to the face of her growing baby boy. Inside his eyes lied the innocence and happiness she had only, truly felt when with the man of her dreams. While confidence and bravery shattered like the glass shards that bore into her soul, she hung her head low and did what she was told. For the safety of her son, she would step into the heels and bend her leg around the pole once again. With the fog too heavy to breathe in, she would reach for his hand and he would still take it, never letting go. Though in separate lives, they would always be connected with an indestructible chain. Times would harden and when she thought that continuing on was not a choice, he touched her shoulder and let her know everything would be okay. No woman, man, or foul beast could come in the way of their love and with two souls joining as one, they would fight for each other. With obstacles greater than they had ever faced, they would march onward in the war until they could finally be a peace again. In the quietest, happiest times of their lives, their need for each other would prove itself and never allow them to stray again. Through despair and hardship, he would swear to the God above that he would rescue her and never allow another soul to hurt her again. The things they had seen, the things they had been through together built a cast of steel around them that would send them into eternity with fingers intertwined.

Nani has liked Niall since they were children. When she confessed his love he didn't just turn her down he told her she was, "Pretty for a black girl." It hurt her as a child but her love for him never altered. As new love interest come along can he realize his true feelings for her? Or will his current and racially aggressive girlfriend blind him from his feelings? A/N This book makes no fucking sense and 5 years later I'm finally actually getting a chance to re-write it. I was 13 and just excited to publish a book. Also :// NEW BOOK RELEASED on my page go check it out!

"Friendship" is something worth more than money. "Love" is something worth more than friendship. So how do these two words fit between them? {Started on: July 14, 2012}