Riele recently moved to LA and is quite excited about the football team tryouts . No body is happy that she made the team but what happens when one of her team mates fall in love with her .

Ariane knows that being married to Gerald Barker isn't the easiest or most rewarding role. The business mogul has his flaws but he is all that she knows and the world that he occupies is now her own. When charming and friendly Beau Becker is hired to be their new chauffeur, he helps her discover herself and revive the old Ariane that had burnt in the marital fire. The last thing Beau wanted to do when he moved was to meet a woman like Ariane. Warm, funny and very much married. He tries his hardest to keep a professional relationship between the two but the task is easier said than done. He falls for her despite knowing who she is and knowing that he has a secret that if revealed could end things before they even begin...

"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...

All Supermodel Charlotte Sinclair wants is REVENGE on the man that not only left her at the altar but faked his death afterwards... All she wants is some answers...and to put him 6 feet under... *Warning: This Story Deals With Mental Illness.*

"So when are we getting to this so-called 'safe' place." I ask his stone faced ass. I'm just trying to get a little conversation going. It is to quiet. The only thing I hear is the car engine and our- well my breathing. His quiet ass. I mean he won't even turn the radio on. Who does that!?! Since he isn't gonna talk to me I might as well get comfortable. I lean my seat back and put my feet up on the dashboard. Luckily I had painted my toes the day before. "Get your feet down now." I look at him stunned. "Now you wanna talk." Being the stubborn person I am I keep my feet up. He swerves the car to the side of the road so quickly I bang my head against the window. "Oww!" I complain. I'm probably gonna have a concussion now. He turns toward me with such a hateful look I flinch. "Get your fucking feet down now or I will cut your pinky toes off and grill them." My feet are back in their shoes in record time. He pulls back on the road then. "At least my feet don't stink."

- Single Mom Sage Collins isn't really one for romance, and after being asked to be her bestfriends maid of honor - her hopes of being married by the age of thirty disappear by the second. That is until Ansel Callahan, the groom's older, sexy, bestman sweeps into Sage's life with his dark past and secrets. As the duo gets closer Ansel unlocks a world of lust and sex that leaves her wanting more, but as obstacles, and ex's return will Sage, like her bestfriend, get her happily ever after? (2014)

Ava Williams grew up in very strict household and the oldest of two siblings. When finally get accepted in her dream college, she is excitedly leave her home and finally become independent. Although she is settled in her new life, she still feels like she's missing something. Will she find what her heart aches for?

"The Jock." A random girl squeals in excitement as she watch jake walk down the hallway. More like the jerk. 6'1 Jake got everything that he needs in school with his popularity increasing and girls wanting to be with him. A white boy who plays with girls hearts more than he dribble the basketball to the nearest goal. Boys wants to be him and girls want to be with him. He has a bright future ahead of him with a full ride to any university he desires as he continue playing basketball. He loves girls. Girls love him. He doesn't do the chasing rather the opposite but only girl on his mind is Kendra Martin; his best friend. Kendra Martin has been with Jake through thick and thin, knows every aspect of him and who we call it "she's like a sister to me" outlook, Jake thought. Sooner or later he's going to realize whether or not Kendra Martin is better off his best friend or the love of his life. Now for Kendra. Kendra Martin is the typical Haitian American girl who plays no game when it comes things. She is quiet the opposite of Jake. With boys daring not to hit on her because of Jake,although often try to with her. The only boy that's can get to Kendra was Jake Johnson. Jake Johnson as a best friend, girls always tries to come to Kendra for a little "boost" to jakes soft side like he has for Kendra but never succeed. Will these two come to there senses and be together or will they continue to be best friend as they fall out of each other arms? **ALL RIGHT RESERVED TO DEDLIEBOOK**

Elizabeth Brooks Sam's restaurant, LA "With love comes happiness and heartache. If it's done right, it'll be worth the entire trauma and the pain. If it's done wrong, it will stay with you forever. "Remember, you can love a fool or let a fool love you, but never let love fool you. You are stronger than you think. You are wiser than you illustrate and you have more passion than your heart is able to handle. Are you listening, Lizzy?" Sara looked at Elizabeth from across the restaurant table after scanning the menu. "Sorry, my ears reject all bullshit. Love isn't real, it's an illusion. Only pathetic losers fall in love, remember that!" she spat, signaling the waiter. Sarah looked at her best friend with sadness and pity in her eyes. Jake Carter CarTel Inc., LA "Jake" Jason called as he spotted his exit from the elevator. "What is it now Jason?" Jake asked not bothering to look over his shoulder. He collected his messages from his secretary and entered into his office. "I need a favor" Jason smiled guilty "When do you not?" He sighed, sitting behind his large desk. He rested his leather briefcase on the ground beside his chair and turned back to his best friend. "What?" "Can I get the rest of the day off?" "Did you finish the Lodge Hotel proposal?" Jake wondered. "That's where the favor comes in. I'll have it for you tomorrow early in the morning but I have to get somewhere..." Jake placed his head in hand and groaned "I should fire you" Jake muttered. "That's the beauty of a partnership, you can't. Plus, you're lucky I'm giving you a heads up instead of just leaving" Jason chuckled, sitting on the front of Jake's desk. Jake leaned back into his chair as he bit down repeatedly on his pen. "I feel so fortunate. Tomorrow, I'm serious Jason. No more fucking a round. I need this done." Jason raised his palms up in defense "you have my word." He promised standing to his feet.

Harmony Rodriguez . Is a beautiful young black woman. At the age of 24, she has finished college and started her own bakery. But there is one thing missing. Love. Anthony Jackson. He was an uptight rich white guy, as many had called him. Owning a very successful business in Rhode Island , he was busy quite often. Always trying to date, but never found 'The One. ' Until he went and met the spunky hot black girl Harmony. Can these to get along? Or will others try to tear them apart? Read The Color Of Love to find out. Interracial. This is © Copyrighted