(COMPLETE) Temah Amoah, an aspiring journalist and article editor joins one of the biggest companies that New York has to offer. She keeps to herself unless she is around family or extremely close friends. Her life is simple and a lack of complications all the way round until she meets her new boss. Douglas Coleman. Stubborn, dominant and intolerant to bullshìt. He has worked his way to the top and apart from a couple of flings, he never gets distracted. There is no way that this 5'6, curvy and inquisitive dark skinned beauty is going to throw him off! Right?....

Tiara is a 16-year-old girl that lives in poverty with her family in Atlanta, Georgia. She's the type of girl that fears to let her walls down for anyone due to the experiences in her past relationships. Will Tiara let her walls down for a white, handsome, sensitive guy named Daniel, or miss out on the oppurtunity of a life time for a guys she's had feelings for, for months named Brandon?

Dominic White is son to the biggest actress in New York City Margret White, and the 2nd richest man in the country Richard White. At the age of 21, he not only owns his own condo but he can get anyone he wants. Yet, he's unsure of what he wants. This privileged white boy can't decided on what he really wants until he sees 19 year old Clover Jackson walking home. Love at first sight. Clover Jackson on the other hand didn't see it that way. Regardless of being smart she had a mouth on her. She was somewhat loud and incredibly blunt. But will she eventually warm up to this spoiled rich kid? *** CURRENTLY ON PAUSE ***

Lily never wanted to go to her best friend's family reunion. She never wanted to stay with the hot-tempered, Caelum McGriffin. And she never wanted to fall in love with him. [this story is still under major editing so beware when reading.]

*please I wrote this story at 16/17. I'm 28 and I crying because I would rewrite this in a heartbeat especially coz I sound crazy* so read with caution* I fell in love. I fell in love with a fairytale. Oh Yes I did. You know that one story that gives every little girl hope out there that good things comes to those who wait even in rare but simple gems like a glass slipper. This hope carried me far and beyond. It's a fairytale that is relatable to any prospect of life. There will be your evil stepmother and evil stepsisters, your fairy godmother and your one true prince. It is a fairytale that understands the element of surprise: That what we seek can sometimes appear right in front of us without knocking on our doors. Most especially, it's a fairytale that understand the importance of love: A true prince may not come in shape of perfection but regardless of the imperfections and flaws, he would still remain perfect in your eyes. Regardless of its flaws, Africa was my father and Nigeria was my prince. Africa was my birthplace, born to the greatest warriors on the planet: Shaka Zulu, Nelson Mandela, Cleopatra, Kofi Annan even Didier Drogba the famous footballer. Most especially it was my home. It was the place I learnt to walk, talk, run and now 200000 feet above the ground I look down at my home. Little lights flickering everywhere like fireflies contrasting with the dark night. Maybe one day I will come back to my father. My prince. My Ile.