Sixteen year old Sian Carter is from the projects in the hood of Harlem. Sian and her family have suffered deeply ever since her father died but if that isn't bad enough , how would it feel to find out he faked his own death ? Then later to find out your own father is the biggest kingpin in the state ? For what reason and why ? Ever since the traumatising tragedy , Sian's mom becomes an ultimate crackhead and will do anything for it leaving Sian to raise her two younger brothers. Desperate to bring money home to her and her siblings , Sian tries to get involved in the rebellious lifestyle. She even tries dancing for one night but will it turn into something more ? Sian also runs into one of the most notorious drug lords around known as Quadri. He has the fast money , fast cars , bitches and more bitches. Will it be love or will more trouble just come her way ?

Tiana Smith. My name that is. My reputation is probably known as the fat girl at school. Momma always telling me that them girls just jealous of my "curves" or that them boys mad cause they can't have me. I swear I try to believe her, but she wouldn't understand and neither would my older brother and sister. They bodies built like gods and goddesses. Being a fat girl is a term I wasn't used to until sixth grade. Im in tenth now and not only have they not let up, but it gets worse. I don't know what to do anymore. Why cant someone accept me for me? Flaws and all....curves and all....

(Story 2) Alanna has moved on, started her new life, and was happy without Dominick. Dominick was doing his own damn thing and loving his life with his child. But what happends when their lives gets tossed together again?~

Alanna Jackson was seventeen, confident, and couldn't care less what anyone thought about her. She lived her life to please no one but herself. Living with her uncle and 2 older cousins she had nothing to worry about. Her life seemed flawless until her mom tries to walk back into her life and messes everything up.

Boss, Kenny, and White Boy are not your typical teenagers. The three of them work together hustling for King, the most notorious drug dealer in Atlanta. The trio also are apart of an unknown group called Cursed Souls, a group for people who have lost their souls along the way. The only way they could find their souls is if they get rid of the thing or person who stole it. Follow along as the three Atlanta natives go on a long journey of love, hate, death, to find their cursed soul.

*WARNING CONTAINS SEXUAL CONTENT! FOR MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY! (SOME BDSM BUT NO HARDCORE STUFF:) ITS REALLY NOT ALL THAT BAD:)))* "move bitch!" suddendly i felt hands grab me and pull me to thier chest. One of thier hands trailed down to my crotch, under my dress and rubbed. I pulled away and turned around to face an arrogant face with a cocky smirk to match. Damn asher. "ASSHOLE!" i screamed at him. Then i made a very bold move. Somthing that started what most would call a game between us. I slapped his face and kicked him right in the balls. Elizabeth grey and Asher colt have hated each other ever since asher pushed elizabeth off the swing in kindergarden. With thier moms being best friends they see more of each other than they would like. When at a party, elizabeth embarasess asher by beating him up in front of his friends. Thats when the game starts. A game that has to do with torturing each other... Sexually. Touching and kissing. Whoever falls in love first loses. But what if they both do... Who wins then?