Lala and her twin face trials and tribulations after moving to California. In the mist of meeting Toren, she thought that every thing would be bread and butter but life insisted on throwing more curve balls at young La'shawn.

"baby i'm talking crazy i, need you right in my space." my works #3. #4 in urban story, 03/13/'20.

𝐀 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐕𝐨𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲

Editing... BANG... BANG..... BANG I jumped up out my sleep to three gun shots. I creep up to my door, opening it up just a little, seeing my father go to my brothers room. BANG! I jumped as I seen he coming from my brother room towards me. I close my door slowly walking towards my window. I opened it looking down to see how far it was to jump. My dad starts banging on the door trying to get in. He let off a shot that went straight through the door right passed my eye. It was like in slow motion. I jumped! "OUCH" I scream seeing a car pass me. I get up limping as far as I could away from my family home. Two more shots can be heard hitting me right in the shoulder. I manage to get up and run across the street to the neighbor house. Raven cousin Steven decide she should come stay with him and his friend to start over and get away from Gary Indiana after the funeral. Moving away with a fresh start she finds out her cousin Steve and Marco was a top drug dealer in the game. It was hard for Raven living with Marco who didn't want her in his house after her cousin get locked up. What happens between Raven and Marco? Plot twist, drama, crime, drugs...

2015 Hot Genre: Urban Fiction Winner Book 1 "It was her soul that got me. I felt her way before I knew her, that's as real as it gets. I had to chase her because she was already mine."

"I was naked I laid there with nothing no blanket just my pulsing heart rapid flapping wings trying to escape the cage of a body to soar and explore what exists beyond words or illusions the eyes can see what can only be felt to be free" -Shilow |Slow Updates| |Excuse any mistakes|

kis·met /ˈkizmit,ˈkizˌmet/ noun destiny; fate. how do you know when you've met your soulmate?

All characters and events in this story are completely fictional. If anything seems familiar it is completely coincidental. All situations in this story come completely from my imagination. ******* Loyalty lasts a lifetime, but what's the point of being loyal if you're being left behind. **** The money is treating him right, but he knows she'll treat him better...He needs to get back to her, but is she the strong girl he left behind? Have the bricks broken her down or built her up?

More detailed description in story. Abella Mobisson has been around boxing most of her life. Her father was a professional boxer turned boxing coach & owned a gym where she spent much of her pass time while growing up. After the death of her father & a series of bad relationships, Abella makes sure to keep a focus on her career as a shining star in the music industry. If it isn't music or family, she couldn't give you the time of day. The same goes for heavyweight boxer, Anthony Joshua. How could he give a serious relationship the time needed when he's trying to be the best boxer in the world? Or the best father, son, brother, or friend? A woman could wait. It isn't until Abella meets Anthony that she realizes maybe she doesn't know the boxing world as well as she thinks she does. To the world they're an unlikely pair despite a rumor surrounding the strangers. Abella is America's darling with a brash tongue who says & does what she wants. Anthony is Britain's humble champion who's a role model to all despite knocking people out for a living. It's these differences that make them clash like titans then fall. Start date: 5/25/19 Finished: 10/11/20

"The way you behave...behave around me, with me it's highly inappropriate. I don't want you think I'll be your little assistant that you fuck on top of your desk or in the break room, if that's your intention I think it's best if you fire me or atleast send me back to work for Mr Caine," I told him after a couple seconds of silence I turned to face him to be greeted with a hard look on his face. "Amelia....I'm sorry if you thought that was my intention, I can see where you would get that idea.. and I apologize for my lack of communication, in what I want," "So what do you want?" I asked my voice sounding strange I cleared my throat, he reached forward taking my ice-cream placing it on the bench his hand moving to my chin making sure I held eye contact. "You..I want you Amelia," he answered his voice soft but held a level of firmness. I sat there looking at him, his eyes filled with emotions and unspoken words that had me melting under his gaze. "What do you mean y-" "Please don't make me repeat myself, I find it quite annoying," he replied his other hand moving from my knee to thigh the grip firm. "Well you're my boss telling me that you...want me, I think I'm going to need some clarification Xavier," I said frustrated and he swallowed hard, his Adams apple moving and I wish I could know what he was thinking. Before another thought can pass through my mind, his lips are on mine Shakespeare The course of true love never did run smooth