A puzzle was meant to be complicated and complex. They were meant to make you become frustrated with its mazes of curves and turns in the pieces- the same pieces that make up a beautiful picture. But what if you had an never ending puzzle with unlimited pieces- No, No, No. Ok scratch that, What if you got to the end of that puzzle and you only had one piece- one more piece until you accomplished your goal of completing this puzzle. But what if the last piece you had wasn't the right piece, all your hard work thrown down the drain, along with all your other failures in life. What then? Well I'm here to tell you that there's no such thing as a wrong piece- or a piece that doesn't 'fit'. "Just throw it out if it doesn't fit." I remember her saying to me. But like I said before, there's no such thing. "Juss' because a piece don't fit, don't mean it's not da' right one." Silly me though, I let the piece go.

Oakley and August was best friends but he left everything, his family lifestyle and Oakley. Her feelings for August started to fade away when she notice he forgot about her. August comes back and Oakley hates him even more.

Fresh out of high school Kashmere has everything figured out for the most part, until she meets August and decides give him a chance. She doesn't know it yet but her life will never be the same. © 2014-2015 RaquelR.™. All rights reserved.

A 22 Year Old Girl From New Orleans is STRUGGLING with no help two jobs still not making it enough until she founds this Drug dealer | THIS THING CALLED LIFE

WARNING ⚠️ this story begins with a suicidal scene. If you are easily triggered then I suggest you skip the beginning chapter. You have been warned, but on to the actual description... Not every story is happy. Not every story is a fairy-tale. Not every story can make you smile. Not every story is going to be happy. But this story is different. It is different in it's on way. This is a story for me to tell the world, about me and my very real....suicidal thoughts. Maybe....just maybe some parts will make you smile😉

After turning down August Alsina at her work place 21 year old, Mia is soon approached with a oppurtunity she can not refuse...Being his dancer. updates=Saturday's*now Wednesdays too ☺

When Missy's sweet-hearted ways cause an accidental love story, she's stuck with an ultimatum. Either leave him alone or just let things flow. She knows what she's doing is wrong, but she can't resist him. She knows August is just too young, but she can't stay away.

"Look ya momma gone missing and you can't stay here by yourself. Get in the car Karter you staying with me." Antwan pushed me to his car and forced me to get inside. Read it you might like it. 💁🏽‍♀️😂

A Hustler is somebody who works aggressively and determinedly, especially to advance his or her career or status. (A) Someone who hides his/her true skills to strike when the stakes are at their highest. (B) Informal go-getter, live wire. A shrewd or unscrupulous person who knows how to circumvent on difficulties. (C) To obtain (money) by methods to pursue sales with aggressive energy. An Intensely energetic enthusiastic person. (D) You, Me, Them. There are two different types of hustlers though. You have one that does it the legal way and the other that does it the illegal way. Both just trying to get their paper and survive but are still put in two different categories. One is successful and smart the other a thug and stupid. But what happens when the two crosses each other paths? Basically from two different worlds. Raised two different ways but at the same time have so much in common. Read to find out how My Hustler and I came to be. All Rights Reserved to Taliya D. Ball This is a fictional story , none of the scenes in this book really happen. None of the pictures used in this book belong to me.

My name, is Armani- meaning shy, unique, and for those I care about, relentless. I'm from downtown New Orleans, yeah that one; the one that no good backstabbing Alsina boy from. Matter fact I knew the real him. I loved the real him! Him and Mel. Melly B was my bestfriend. They helped me and my little sister out of a terrible situation, made us feel like family, took us into a loving home- something we never really had. But right when our happiness was finally falling into place, they left us, both of them left us. My happiness just up and burned away. One promised me that when he came up and could afford the life he thought we deserved he would return for me and my sister, but of course the good life took over his mind, the flashing lights blinded him to the lost souls that he'd left behind. So, in other words, he never did come back for us. In the end I realized I only have myself. I have to take care of myself- I'm the only person who's going to watch after me and my Kali. She's all I got and I'm all she's got, so either way it goes I'm going to take care of mines. But all in all I will never forgive him. Ever! He took away my happiness. He took away my heart. He took away a part of my world, when I had already lost so much. But he promised me .... he promised he would come back for me, for us. But I guess in the end he didn't really care about me just like everybody else in the world. So I held on to my happiness named Kali and swore on my life I would protect her with everything in me, I would die for her just like Mel would have. And that's what I did for years. I covered up all the things that made me vulnerable, put my past behind me- well I tried to at least- and became a model to provide for me and my Kali. That is until 'he' was right there in front of me, the one I begged to Don't Forget About Me. He-He was right there...the beloved man himself. The king of heart breakers himself. And they call him- "August."