He saw her from the high window of the new apartment he just transferred into. She wasn't like the rest of the girls living in the Bronx. She was different. She never wore pants without a jacket around her waist to complete her whole outfit.I don't think he'd ever seen her without holes in her pants either . She was so mysterious until he saw her outside of the abandoned playground on 3rd and Parks. He followed her. She then pulled two cans of paint from the jacket around her waist's pockets and she sprayed on the wall. He almost couldn't believe it. She was drawing graffiti ! The mysterious girl from 1st Street in the Parksplace apartment complex was doing something illegal. His jaw had to be put back in place by his hands as he waited for her to finish expecting something of a stick figure that was deformed . It was about 26 minutes before she stepped away and took a look no longer than 10 seconds, after she ran like she was about to loose her life. She didn't look back. He emerged from my hiding place and stood before the painted brick. What he saw was a work of art better than anything he'd ever seen done by spray paint, let alone a girl with spray paint. That's the day she became The Graffiti Artist. (c)2014

Chrissy a 20 year old sophomore in college. With a drug lord for a father named King with her brother Jr following in his footsteps. She had one friend and one friend only which was Momo they were thick as thieves. She's never had a real relationship. She didn't even really believe in true love but maybe that won't last so long when she meets Terell. He was a beast in the streets but showed a totally different side to Chrissy. Terell showed her that he cared and would always be there for her. Chrissy is falling for him but just won't express it. What happens when they fall in love ? Will she be ready to face all the bad things that comes with Terell's life ?

Copyright © 2014 All Copy Rights Reserved Warning: Contains explicit sexual content for mature audiences only. A/N: THIS STORY IS CURRENTLY BEING EDITED. Milyon Carter's life has been nothing but hell for her. She witnessed both of her parents lives be taken, and practically lost her life in a burning house. But luckily, she and her brother, Maceon Carter, made it out of the flames, barely bruised. They'd survived, and were eventually separated from each other, being swallowed up by the foster care system. Maceon ran away from the first home he was placed in and never looked back, he life in the streets began at a very young age, with no one to guide him but the voice of his dead father. Maceon had no idea where his sister was, but he didn't know that she was closer than he thought. Milyon has grown into her own now, at the fresh age of seventeen, she was placed in a group home. She gained one friend, Shy'Andrea, who eventually became her right-hand, ace, and sister. They decided that they were going to run, fuck the foster care system, they were damn near grown. So, they ran with no intentions of returning, they roamed the streets, homeless and penniless, until they approached by someone offering them fast money, they realized that they had no other choice and excepted his offer. Did they make the right decision? Will Mily find her brother? Will someone be her savior?

Jacob and Gabby were going to have a baby. Gabby thought a baby just didn't fit into his plan until someone else was also having his baby. No, babies are not mistake; they're a blessing. But the people you have them with is another story.

This book is based off Keyshia Cole's song and video.

First Book

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