This is not your everyday story... This story is about a 17 year old girl who was kidnapped and forced to sell her body for her pimp. She started to fall in love with her pimp, but there's a kicker her pimp is married. Will her pimp fall in love with her and leave his wife or will things just stay the same?

Head full of hair, mind full of thoughts, flat footed when she walks. Quiet, but outspoken, mediocre but extraordinary, simple but complex. Crisp hair line, mind full of thoughts, a certain swagger in his walk. Outspoken, but reserved, sarcastic but sincere, coward, but brave. God bless the black kids still true to themselves even on the block where the crack lives. Roots so deep they'd probably touch the ocean floor. But understand these kids unapologetically black, growing from the strangest trees these black berry babies got a lot to carry. A BeautyAndTheBrain and GoldenGoddessR collaboration.

We'll take a journey with Stacey, who's waiting for the love of her life to arrive. She doesn't know who or where he is. To pass the time until she meets Mr. Right, she decides to write letters to him each day so that when they finally me he'll be able to read all about her life before he entered it. Hope you enjoy

"You can do it. Don't stop now." I said to myself as I continued to run. After 2 minutes my legs gave out and I fell. I quickly crawled and hid behind a tree breathing heavily trying to catch my breath. Once my breathing quiet down, I remained silent so I could listen to my surroundings. It was silent. The only thing that could be heard was the birds chirping. I stood up slowly and looked around seeing nothing but trees. Once the coast was clear I started running again looking behind me. That wasn't the best idea because I bumped into a hard chest. Arms immediately wrapped themselves around me. I struggled against the person and then kicked. They released me and fell to the ground. I backed away from the person and saw that it was one of the Head Master's trackers. I was just about to turn around and make a run for it but was caught again. The person put their arms around me squeezing the life out of me. I screamed and fought against the person. "Let me go!!!!" I shouted. The rest of the Head Master's trackers surrounded me coming from behind trees. I continued to struggle trying to break free. I couldn't go back. I knew I was good as dead when I got back. Head Master is going to kill me. "Please let me go!!"

Malaysia Davis swears she's winning between her prominent law firm and her two rich boyfriends. Her rude street nigga Kareem assisted with building her empire while perfect gentleman, business savvy Devin helped her to increase it. Where one boyfriend lacks the other one thrives. Even though Kareem proves to be a dirty dog his thug passion keeps Malaysia thirsty for more. Devin represents stability for her and she see's a beautiful future every time she looks into his eyes. The combination of both men make up the perfect recipe for a fulfilling and prosperous love triangle. That is until one boyfriend finds out about the other. When all hell breaks loose Malaysia finds out that she isn't the only one with skeletons falling out of her closet. Fall into the pages of this dramatic tale as Malaysia gets caught up between love, lust and money. Will the money be a big enough reason for Malaysia to continue on with her dangerous love triangle? Or will she finally see the beauty in settling down with one man? May the best man win!

Faith Mitchell was never confident. She was happy to blend into the background, much to the protest of her friends. At 16, her life was a normal teenage cliche. She was in love with Jace, the obnoxious player who she couldn't have, and her biggest worry was whether or not he would finally come to his senses and see that she really was the one for him. That is until she is kidnapped and recruited by a secret agency of assassins. She is torn away from her normal teenage life and thrown into a world of guns, knifes and criminals. The agency mold her into the perfect killing machine, and at 19 she is no longer the shy girl that was snatched away from her uncomplicated life, but a ruthless killer who will stop at nothing to complete whatever mission she is on. Then, the agency has a new mission which involves Faith returning to her hometown, and facing her friends, family and the very boy who broke her heart just before it turned into stone. What will happen once Faith comes face to face with Jace? Will the obnoxious player be able to reach out and get the old Faith back without pressing any of her wrong buttons, considering that the shy girl he once knew now has a gun. (WATTY AWARDS 2011) (THE FICTION AWARDS 2017) ©makeandoffer

As the only daughter to one of the most powerful Mafia families, Shay has sought to figure out her own path despite the overbearing pressures from her Family. After a family dispute leads to Shay and her mother to go into hiding, Shay attends Elite academy--her own perfect Hell. With an incredibly awful (or ingenious) disguise, Shay's new identity is going well until Jacob Smith shows out of nowhere. Not only does he seem to know every right button to push, but he also seems to know everything about her. Shay's seemingly normal school life explodes with a new set of problems. Old and new enemies are coming for her and she needs to choose whether she will carry the Ricca name. Goodbye Nerd Disguise, hello old identity, old life, old friends, and new enemies. It's the Family business, where plotting someone's assassination is just part of the daily duty. (Unedited first draft) FYI title may be misleading at first.

Meet Vincent Watson, the only heir of Watson Inc. An arrogant playboy that knows how to deal with every girls in their campus. On the other hand, Isabelle Lauren is suffering a problem, she's pennyless. She's still studying because of her scholarship but nobody is supporting her. One day, they will bump to each other and that will be the start of badboy hired wife.

Compton changed everything. In Riverdale, I used to be able to walk outside at night without having to worry about anything happening to me. I could walk outside in broad daylight and wouldn't have to worry about drive-by's. I used to be able to come home and be able to rely on a homemade meal made by mother-and my father sitting on the couch with her. But now, everything's changed. My dad dipped out on me and my mom, my mom and I are struggling to make ends meet, and I'm in these streets. Never would I imagined that myself, Egypt, would be out on the streets selling drugs to support myself. But if it helps me support me and my mother, I'm willing to do whatever it takes. Now I have responsibilities that I would've never expected, and people depend on me more than ever before. © all rights reserved // livythecreator