Everyone has a price. What's yours?

"We can't tell nobody about this" Blair said as she fastened her belt. "But I love you . I can't be your secret!" I yelled as I jumped up from the bed still naked. "You expect me to pick between you and my girls ? .. you expect too much!" She yelled back "I hate you Blair!" I said between clinched teeth. "So why you keep fucking me" she said as she hovered her large frame over me. "Because you won't let me leave..." I said as I looked down at the handcuffs around my wrist.

Beynika. Just know it's interesting and gay.

*** Raising my eyebrow, I looked at my father. Then I heard noises towards the stairs area. Looking over there, I felt my heart skip a beat. There she was, walking ever so gracefully down the stairs with a look of annoyance on her face. When she finally stood in front of us, I couldn't stop myself from staring at her. She had long straight hair, that stopped at the middle of her back. Boobs that looked like they belong in Hooters. A small waist, and thighs for days. Licking my lips, I hugged her. I wanted to get a sly feel of those boobs. "I'm November," I said. "Rhain."

Love doesn't come without a scar or two. Bree has a dramatic world unfolding around her and she has to do her best to keep it together. Between the liars and the insecure, she has no idea where to start. Love is on her list to obtained but what will she put up with to have it? Being Bree is no cake walk, she has had a past like no other and will do her best to keep her skeletons in the closet. But that is not an easy task when your past is walking, talking, and vengeful? ***** I pace the floor crying from anger, he can't take my son! That's my son! He wasn't there for her, I was! F*ck, I should have pulled that trigger when I had the chance. "I hope you are praying for God to forgive you b*tch!" I feel the cool metal of the barrel touch my temple. I take a deep breath as he cocks the gun. "My son doesn't need to be corrupted by a wanna be n*ggah, he needs a man. Not a dirty ass stud! All you ever did was ruin Angel! She was mine!" I sent a mental "I love you" to Channing...

Many people don't know me, but I don't know who me is either. I can't tell you if I'm the loud or rude stereotypical black girl because Mom would say I need to speak up. I'm using my library voice with strangers. I can't tell you I'm the introvert because I like good company. I was born into a world that judges me before they get to know me. And try to attack the concept of happiness. I need it most in this filthy world we live in. I need you. Because you listened and didn't say a word. Just you being there was enough to make me believe you understood the troubles in my sentences and words spoken in a foreign language. I want myself back but I can't remember who I was. || Ebonee desires life to the fullest content as a brown skin but is constantly faced with life's realities that can never turn into her sudden dreams. As she is constantly faced with comparisons of her beauty, cruel judgment, and love she didn't expect it to turn out so unplanned in her premeditated life. || || Then there's Beau, who lives such a different world outside of the way Ebonee sees it as he tries to determine who is his out to kill him. Living two different worlds in hope to find a middle ground, somewhere, between light and dark, in the novel of BROWN SKIN. ||

Isabella finds out that the man she thought she was going to spend the rest of her life with, had not only dumped her to marry another but also to find out she is pregnant with his child. Isabella is in her final year in college and if life wasn't already throwing enough obstacles in her path what happens when a man comes on to the scene making her already messed up life even more confusing. Read on to find out more........

Mature Book. Working to make ends, Alex Hart; a PA for the famous man Max Henderson. Alex is young, beautiful, and very brave. She looks for the good in all even her father. Rick Hart. Rick Hart the addict who makes a big mistake changing the life of his daughter forever. Demanding, Possessive, and cruel, Blake Grey. At a young age he was tortured to be strong, tortured to withstand hours of pain. Maybe even years of anger piled up. On one eventful night the angered-hot mess encounters the strong, informative Alex. After only seconds with her he has to have what he knows is forbidden, but there is a big secret to the not so dull, heartless man. How do you tell a beautiful woman you're in the Mafia? How do you tell the one girl that has fixed you, that you, yourself is broken beyond repair? Rated PG-13 All RIghts reserved @Desires_101