What happens when two people have their whole lives planned out together but suddenly their paths no longer seem to align? High school sweethearts Nairobi and Kaier seem to have predicted every scenario except for their demise. Will they fight for their love or leave it in their past?

A bunch of Atlanta shit A lil Chicago shit Some hoodrat shit A lil drug shit A little bit of love in this bitch , but most importantly a good ass read. Kiyari "Kash" a badass female who don't go for bullshit encounters Nahzir "Draco" someone who acts just like her. What happens when the two clash together and shit hits the fan?

What happens when Gino fumbles across a man she's forbidden to love?

Book 3; Broken Series

Joey Bada$$ story inspired by Power Book III: Raising Kanan. circa, 2000. - MATURE CONTENT -

love /ləv/ : an intense feeling of deep affection. jones /jōnz/: a fixation on or compulsive desire for someone or something, typically a drug; an addiction. LOVE JONES: An Attraction for someone; you're feigning for them in every way...physical and mental

Time was standing annoyingly still and I think I may have forgotten how to properly breathe. "Panda you have to come sit down pacing is not going to-" pushing my hand out I stopped him from saying anything. I stopped him from confirming the knowledge that there is nothing I can do to make this better. I pulled at my hair ripping a couple of strands out in the process. I hated the white walls and fluorescent lights that adorned this place. The squeaky sound that could be heard whenever anyone walked and right now I was causing a lot of squeaking. The strong smell of disinfectant burning my nose but none of it matter right now not any of it. "Where is he?" I heard the voice and my blood immediately started to boil. "You did this" was the last thing I said before I flew and was on top of his mom hitting her wildly. So much for not liking confrontation.

"Why can't I date a sexy black women like you?I like you Yazmin.Is that so hard to believe?" Yazmin rolled her eyes. "Carter,your too young for me." Carter licked his lips,moving closer towards Yazmin. Yazmin sucked in a breath. "I know you want me Yaz." Carter put his arm around her shoulder.Yazmin shook him off.He leaned close to her ear. "You of all people shouldnt be scared.Police officer. " Feels just like I don't try Looks so good I might die All I know is everybody loves me Carter Wills.The guy everyone dreams of being.Except he isn't really.He's a down to earth guy who will date a girl just because he likes her.He's not a player like they say he is. So one day,when he gets fixed up with the wrong crowd he meets a female police officer. Her name is Yasmin.She is 25 years old.That's a problem because Carter is interested but he's 18.Yasmin feels it isn't right with their age difference.So is age just a number?Will it matter in the end?Well first of all...

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!

"I can't be with you." I whispered, tracing my hands down his arm. The blank stare he gave me was clear that he was trying to stay strong. He hated showing his feelings and I knew that he did. "Why?" His deep voice cracked. The French accent I grew to love seemed as if it had faded along with his emotions. "We don't come from the same community," Tears trickled at the corner of my eyes. "You're from the richest family in LA and I'm just a transfer from Colorado. I'm in the middle class and for crying sakes, I'm black. You're white and we just don't mix." I lied and with every word my heart broke a bit more. "Does that really matter?" He stepped dangerously close to me. His hot breath fanning down my face now as we locked eyes. His beautiful green eyes staring down at me. I nodded. "Can I tell you something?" Once again I nodded, feeling slightly dumb for repeating the same actions. "I'm in love with you Milan Foster."