(Previously known as Park Benches) They both sat beside each other in silence, the cool autumn wind blowing through the night. The boy turned slightly to look at the girl, letting out a puff of air and sighing deeply, trying to get her attention. She didn't notice, but he continued to gaze at her. "Have you ever noticed that even though we're just friends, we look at each other like we're about to kiss?" He asked, laughing quietly as he shook his head. "But, 'just friends' don't look at each other like that," she frowned, but began to laugh along with him. "Is that a bad thing?" He questioned once his laughter died down, cocking his head to the side in slight confusion. She shrugged. "Does it matter? We're only friends, me loving you probably wouldn't make a difference." The words stung her, but it didn't matter. She'd already fallen for him but it was whatever. He didn't like her back. And it was all because of the stars and that stupid, stupid park bench. © Fondre ™ 2017

*BOOK 2 in the Gang Life series. * (EDITING BUT COMPLETE) "Please! Don't!" My victim begs. I stare into their eyes and almost laugh. "Why?" I ask, almost nonchalantly. "Please, I never meant to hurt you" they cry. I chuckle. "Too late" I respond. "Way too fucking late" *********** Meet Leonado Micah Kwabena Santiago. Very quiet but very dangerous. He keeps to himself and only confides in his family. But what happens when some shocking news tears through the family, people decide to lie to each other and hearts keep getting broken? How will Leonardo cope, with being next in line to the family claim and a walking breathing target. Will he crack under the severe pressure? Or will he force through and be the strong leader that he needs to be.

All characters and events in this story are completely fictional. If anything seems familiar it is completely coincidental. All situations in this story come completely from my imagination. ******* Loyalty lasts a lifetime, but what's the point of being loyal if you're being left behind. **** The money is treating him right, but he knows she'll treat him better...He needs to get back to her, but is she the strong girl he left behind? Have the bricks broken her down or built her up?

Sequel To She's Pretty For A Darkskin Josiah's addiction has walked onto campus, rekindling the dim flame with in him. He sets a mental checklist, preparing himself for the fight to get his woman back in his arms. He'll keep her at arms reach for a while until she's read for him to pull her back in. But will she catch someone of her own or will she return to the love of her life.

"So what really happened tonight?" My stomach dropped, why must he do this to me. I shrugged, "I told you, we just were ready to go." He nodded, "mhm, right after I got done dancing with Karin? What a coincidence." He giggled. I rolled my eyes and looked at the tv. He sat up and looked at me. "You're jealous!" I scoffed, "boy please." I said, knowing damn well I was frontin'. He continued to laugh, "awe little Sabrina is jealous!" He teased me and tugged on my arm. "Move Devin!" I yanked away and almost began crying. I thought he'd assume that I liked him and make this easier for me to confess, but instead he's teasing me, and my sensitive ass couldn't take it. He stopped and stared and wondered why I wasn't playing along with his joke. "Damn Sabrina, it was just a dance, you're always gonna be my best friend." "Well I wanna be more than that!" I shouted, and made him jump. I couldn't help it now, here came the tears running like a broken faucet. I stood up and walked to the corner, holding my arms and cringing quietly. Damnit, why did I say it?!! Shit! Fuck. COMPLETED APRIL 2017

Not exactly a villain, not exactly a hero, Cheyenne, an assassin in Gotham City is given a proposition by Batman himself. In 92 days, she is to hand Joker over to the authorities of Gotham or turn herself in. She goes undercover as a dancer in his club in an effort to earn his trust and ultimately lock him in Arkham Asylum. But, while spending time with Joker and meeting new friends (and foes) on the way, will she be able to meet the deadline without getting attached or revealing her true identity? #1 in 'BWWM Joker Fanfiction' {3/14/20}

"I told you not to come back."

While working in a up scale restaurant, 23 year old Spencer Addison has a run in with a Tall gorgeous dark haired man who seemed to not be able to get enough of her. She seemed to think it was love at first sight but after she is snapped back to reality by her best friends she finds herself brushing it off until while out on the town one night with her girls she spotted him again staring intently at her but little did she know the man staring at her was notorious Mob boss Gianni Marino. When he ends up falling for her she is left to make decisions. Will she be able to over look his gruesome occupation and see who he truly is? Or will she cower under the pressure of having countless enemies and serious responsibility? ***THIS BOOK HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH ACTUAL DOGS***

"You fail to see your true value and that is where you fail every single time. You are not just a plot on the drawing board. You are not just a pawn or a soldier, you are the key. You have always been the key." ----- Isaline Winter, the last of the Winter clan and one of the deadliest assassin the world has ever seen. After the tragic and brutal deaths of her parents, Isaline seeks refuge within the Royal court where she is forced to serve the Queen as her right hand woman. The blood on Isaline's hands has tainted more than just the surface of her skin and no matter how hard she tries, she cannot rid herself of the sins of the Queen. It's only a matter of time before the darkness swallows her whole and Isaline wants out as soon as possible. But she's bound an unbreakable vow and losing just isn't in the Queen's vocabulary. When buried secrets begin to rise and missing pieces begin to fill themselves in, will Isaline have what it takes to end this horror once for all? Or will she succumb to the darkness that she's fought so hard?

[Book Cover: @queenbvtch] "Do you realize there's so many forms of beauty that even the human mind cannot comprehend?" "Yes, I am very aware." "Then why must you continue to call yourself unappealing? I'll have you know, that you are very pleasing to the eye, but its your soul that makes me crave you more and more each day." [written for people of color and many alike]