"Don't ever leave me again" With age comes responsibility, some comes sooner than for others. Being in a family filled with drugs and murder it's only normal to follow in the footsteps of those before you. With old beefs growing more and more deadly the family is more divided then ever. Everything comes at a cost and karma is very much real, it just hits in different ways. With the Jamaican cartel thriving in the drug world and deemed untouchable an old beef between Moriah and Kaine seems to be growing out of control leaving people stuck in the middle. New York also has stepped in to the feud when it's leader grows power hungry forcing sides to be chosen, their motto is 'Death Before Dishonor'. Ajani and Kaine's love story might be officially over, especially when mistakes are made and the past comes to light and sides are chosen out of lies and deceit. When it's all said and done only one side will remain and the California organization you all have grown to love might have just met its match.

Book Four, must read books 1-3 "It's all bout who you know, street ties mean everything love" Ajani Powell now Fourteen was raised in Jamaica with her younger brother very aware of her father and her families street life but she preferred to keep to herself spending time studying and keeping her brother in check. Being one of the oldest of the next generation the family business is hanging on Ajani's shoulders and she's forced to make a tough choice, she could either fix her families mistakes or keep the cycle of violence going to keep her families legacy alive. When her father and mother make the decision that Jamaica is no longer safe for their family they move back to California unbeknownst to them that Cali may not be the same or as safe as they think it is with a feud growing between two young men with very different ideas for the drug world and Ajani is stuck right in the middle of it all. Little did everyone know this feud would soon turn into the most deadliest turf war the state of California has ever seen and would go down in history.

This is a story in which a girl named Lyric gets bullied by her used to best friends,and she doesn't know why they hurt her.Craig,Chresanto,Jacob,and Ray bully her,mostly sexually.Mostly Craig,though.Find out what happened when they were best friends;and learn how they slowly fix their friendships-or maybe even more than that.

Expect the unexpected -_-

Its A Mindless Behavior Love Story. YN Is Smart And Beautiful. She Has Had A Hard Life And Mindless Behavior Makes It Worse. Nothing is as it seems. Fantasy is Reality, Reality is Fantasy.

I ran my fingers through my hair , and sighed "What do you mean ?" "I mean I can't do this anymore Prince , this just isn't me " he said taking a deep breath "Do what , huh Roc ? " I screamed "Love me the way I love you ?" "Exactly Prince , ex- fucking - actly . I'm not gay , I like girls . I'm sorry " he said standing up and heading towards the door . "No Roc , I'm sorry " he turned back around and stared at me "For being a fool and falling in love with you ...."

Falen a popular 17 year old in the 11th grade is stuck between a rock and hard place. She has to choose to be best friend with the school loner or continue her relationship of two years with the school jock. Will she choose love or friendship?

You, the reader, and everybody else are apart of my little game. See, I'm not normal. I'm crazy. Delusional. Psycho. Those words taunt me every time, day and night. It drives me insane. Crazy enough to kill a person. Don't worry. I'm not out to kill you. I'm searching for my prey. My number one target. Siobhan Lewis.

My step-father took my innocence and my mother let him . Im only 17 and in highschool . And the worst was yet to come . - Gabrielle I've had a good life up until I met my highschool boyfriend and Trust is our main challenge - Sharell

She laid her hands slightly on top of the cold,hard dirt. She sat on top of the grave she had just dug for...the man. The raper, the killer. The man was already laid into the dirt and covered. There,she prayed for her tears and years of therapy to go along, or...Sierra Leone might go killer crazy