He wants to protect her. She believes that he's hurting her instead. He's cold and cautious. She's warm and carefree. He doesn't believe in love. She doesn't believe in fate. Kidnapped or rescued? Elisabeth Rhodes is having a hard time figuring that one out. After waking up in a strange man's car, she has to ask herself one simple question. Is he trying to help her or is he trying to hurt her?

Cassandra Ellis: A young African American woman working in the fast paced life surrounding Chicago. Just graduating from university, she receives her dream job but sooner or later she gets fired from that same exact job. Thinking the world is going to end, Cassandra suddenly finds a newspaper offering a job that suits her needs. But later, when she sets her eyes upon the infamous Alexander Caldwell..all hell breaks loose in her life. Alexander Caldwell II: A privileged white playboy living as if the city of Chicago surrounds himself. With the help of being the bad boy of the business world, he's also the heir to wildly successful Caldwell Industries. With lots of responsibility in his near future, as a stress reliever he has a different girl leaving his house every other day. But when Alexander sets his eyes upon Cassandra, his whole demeanor on life takes an.... upright but positive turn. -Who do you think fell in love FIRST? Trust me, it's not who you think. Copyright © 2014 Bridget Ackon.

Her insecurities started off with her skin and ended with her insides. Read to find out more.

Melanie was the quiet girl in the back of the coffee shop. The one everyone saw but never noticed. The girl with the burn mark that covered her right cheek. The girl that looking at her meant you were shallow because you only saw what made her so ugly. Melanie was the girl that wore huge scarves and hoodies to hide herself away from the world. The girl that gave herself daily pep talks to wander outside. The girl with a secret that she can’t stop running away from. Ethan was the fun loving, happy guy. The one everyone saw the one that everyone couldn’t help but notice. The one with the dimpled smile and perfectly combed hair. The guy that made girls swoon as he walked past. Ethan was the guy who never let life get him down. The guy who could make everyone laugh. The guy who noticed a shy girl in a coffee shop, wondering why she would wear a hoodie in the middle of July.

He wondered if there was some deeper meaning to his attraction, the way her lips moved as she spoke, the slight smile that she gave to him every time she caught him staring. He wanted to know why did she have him feeling this way. He can have any woman he wants but what makes her so different? Bwwm story This story will be written in 3rd POV and some chapters will be in one person's pov 18+

There really wasn't any stopping it. It wasn't my fault that my skin was as dark as the night, or my nose was broader than any other's, my hair was always rough looking and broke easily. There was nothing I could do, because to them I will and always will be, the black girl. HR: #3 Short Story Graphic by caesium-

"It is time for parents to teach young people early on that in diversity there is beauty and there is strength. We all should know that diversity makes for a rich tapestry, and we must understand that all the treads of that tapestry are equal in value no matter their color." ~Maya Angelou

"You're pretty cute for a dark girl." Self destruction at it's finest. Society's image of "real beauty"... LIGHT SKIN.

Tameka Bryant's life has been one hell of a rollercoaster, and she's only 15! Her low self-esteem has made her avoid men and all the bullshít that comes with them. She keeps her head down and sticks to her books, the only thing she knows will help her in life. To Cali's resident bad boy Silas James, the streets are what raised him. But after his mother ships him 10,000 miles away to London, how will he deal with a street code foreign to his own? When Tameka meets Silas, something about him instinctively draws her in. But skeletons in Silas' past threaten to derail her destiny before it has even begun...