"Hello, Sincere. How are you feeling today?" "Same as everyday, can't sleep, can't eat.." I trailed off, looking down at Sinclair who had a perfect mixture of both V and I. "That's not good." She said and I shrugged. "None of this is." I said and she nodded understandingly. "Have faith." She said, placing her hand on my shoulder and I nodded. I tried hard to keep the tears in because I had to be strong for everybody. The family was really going through it and I just wanted her back in my arms. V had my heart and if I lost her for good, I'd never look for love again. The doctor walked out as I sat there quietly and Clair looked over my face while she made spit bubbles. I bit my bottom lip, holding back tears as I looked at V laying there with tubes in her. Not able to hold on any longer, I broke down. "Baybeh, I need you..." I trailed off, shaking my head. "I need you so bad, I can't do this shit. I can't do life with you." I explained, looking down at the floor. "We need you, ma." My voice cracked, looking over to Sinclair who was still looking up at me. "Our baybeh girl is so beautiful, ma. I want you to see her, I want you to see her grow up. I want you to be here with us.." I trailed off, collecting my words. I wiped my face as more tears poured down and I shook my head, sighing deeply. "Wake up, baybeh." I spoke, breaking down as I bit my bottom lip.

"Said I gotta keep my head above water I been goin' hard gotta go a lil harder I been thinking smart gotta think a lil smarter All I know is hustle, get that shit regardless Said I gotta keep my head above water Catch me in the kitchen I be whippin' with the water Family over niggas, blood thicker than water All I know is hustle, get that shit regardless" Word on the street is that there is a female from Lakeside gunning niggas down. 21 years old "Kacey Mac" was born and raised in the Raq as an only child. Nobody knows her real name and she intended to keep it that way. Trust ain't in her vocabulary, all she got is herself in this fucked up society. She seen it all from babies getting killed to homicides taking place even watched both of her parents get popped right in front of her when she was only 6. Not only did she lose her parents that day but she believed her innocence died along with them. She has faced many obstacles in life which formed her into being the egocentric bitch she is today. She slowly became a product of what made her. She believed there was no going back, only thing on her mind was chasing that bread and she would never let anybody get in the way of that. She was determined to get it by any means even if she had to keep adding bodies to her list to make it known that she was not one to be fucked with. She just didn't give a fuck. All she knew was "Hustle" so she was gone stick by that and get what she wanted regardless of the outcomes.

⚠❗WARNING: SEXUAL CONTENT AND BAD LANGUAGE⚠ Book 1 Jamal Allen, your typical Cali boy from Compton who is just trying to find his way through this thing we all call life. Like most males in this this time period of Compton, Jamal was inevitably choosen to have a tuff childhood since the day he was brought into this world. From not having a father around, to being the "Man" of his household at just 10 years old to now gangbanging with the infamous West Side Piru Blood Gang. Apart from having a mom and a little sister, Jamal never could call anyone his family for long. His love life was full of girls walking in and out of his bedroom in the morning. Although, Jamal didn't see himself as a playboy many could argue that he has a bit of a high sex drive. Truly, Jamal is both a fighter and a lover who just wants a Bonnie to his Clyde like lifestyle. Will he find her is the real question? I guess we'll have to find out and see.

[Book 1] [Add-on to The Unknown Daughter] "From rags to riches to bitches that's bad. They address me as 'Your Highness'-shit. I make all them niggas mad". -Royal Johnson ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Yo..chill with burning through my ammo shawty" I said. She continued to shoot just a few more rounds just to be smart but then gave it a rest. She walked over to me sitting on my BMW and put the gun aside to give me some attention instead. She stood up in between my legs and turned away for me to hug her up from behind. With my chin on her shoulder, we looked over our city glowing in the night sky. "Who would've ever thought we'd be the last ones left, right?" she said. "Shit, I didn't think I would last all this time and especially not you with that smart-ass mouth" I teased. "Like you don't have a smart mouth, too. You got on my nerves when we first started doing this shit, but I loved those times. I miss our people...., my friends...." "I do, too. It's hard being the final two in all this shit. Least I still got my queen" "And I have my king. This city, our empire now"

The sleek, two door Mustang races through the empty streets of Los Angeles at dusk as Kash tries to get away from the bright red Land Rover that stays on his tail as he cuts corners and swaps paint with parked cars. Kash looked next to him and in the passenger seat was Cammie Frederick. Highland County University's most intelligent student but also the most unnoticed. Not too long ago did he break into her home and take her without her consent. Now he's driving her into her new life with him. A life with Organized Criminals, the gangsters with expensive suits and ties not sagging pants. What is she getting herself into...more like what she is being dragged into.

Its amazing how love can conqueror all, but cause so much destruction at the same time. As powerful as it is, when suddenly taken away, what are we left with... TRAUMA!!! An August Alsina Fan Fiction... With a twist Copyright © 2015 by Chrystal-Ann Eversley. All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.

Molly is a young teen with anger problems because of her past. Growing up in a bad ass neighborhood and with a mean ass mother only makes things worst. When she was young Molly's father use to beat her whenever he got drunk. One night he beat her so bad that she felt enough was enough and called the cops. Who would of thought that it would change her life forever. 10 years later Molly just graduated out of high school and is on her way to college. Her father is locked up in jail and her mother is a crack head. Now she has to survive and become a parental figure for her younger brother Aaron and raise him right in a hood full of wrong. But will meeting the hoods biggest drug lord this summer change her life for the good? Or will it just bring unnecessary drama in to her life?

Works #1: Ahmad Hassan Sinclair, 25, was taught to always fight and work hard for what he wanted. In the life he was given nothing was ever handed to him. He grew up in the hoods of Houston, witnessing things no child should ever see in their life. His mom and pop worked hard just tryna make ends meet, to keep food on the table and clothes on their kids back. But it was far from easy .. Seeing his parents struggle the way they did for years, motivated him to work ten times harder. He made it a mission to not end up like his folks, he wanted more in life. He knew there was more to life than what he grew up seeing. But he also knew in order to be somebody in this world as a black man he had to fight and strive for it and also dodge the bullshit that came along with it. He set goals, he had dreams, he had a vision and nothing could stop him from achieving them. Now that he's at the top of his game, making money, living the live he always wanted, seeing the things he never seen and moving up the success path .. he figured life would eventually turn out to be great but sadly he still isn't happy or content with how things are.. there's this one missing piece in his life that will fully complete him. But let's see how determined Ahmad will be to find what that missing piece is or what he will do to get it.

She was comfortable in herself. Everything was peferctly imperfect. Being raised alongside her schizo bro and baby sis by a single mom and peek-a-boo dad, meant that she had to grow up real quick. He basically didn't give a fuck. All he wants is to get outta the hood ASAP. Without a tag on his toe or cuffs on his wrists. Life happens and they meet. They could be the best of friends or the worst of enemies.

a story about two lovers on the run for freedom. the story takes place in the 19th century, right before slavery ends. a story where strength and determination is key. This is the journey.....