Paris didn't know if it was the liquor in her system that was making her feel turned on by him just staring at her. She watch as He took his drink to the head in one gulp causing some to drip down, he licked his pink lips slowly while She stared at him with a lustful gaze, thinking a millions of things his tongue could do to her. She found her self getting excited from how close they were he lean down even more closer to her face and down to her neck. Loving the feel of his breath on her neck she anticipated for his lips to meet her neck when she felt the warmth leave her and heard someone let out a deep chuckle She opened her eyes she realizing that he was only reaching over to put the cap back on the bottle which made her blush in embarrassment Paris couldn't stand how he was making her feel, she grip on to the counter feeling like she was ready to faint, while he walk back to where he was earlier leaning over the counter like nothing happened. Finally Getting herself together Paris took another drink gulping it down not liking how she was feeling naked under his intense stare. ¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥¥ All his life King had to Watch how people around him suffer and even died because of love he vowed not to ever fall in love, He wanted nothing to do with it. Till one day he met paris who also didn't believe in love, she knew the rules and she knew how to play the game from watching her brothers run the game on girls. Read on to find out What happens when the infamous king meets Paris, will it send their life and heart into a unexpected twist and turns. Reader's discretion advised. This book contains mild language, violence and sexual content

August-22 year old king pin of New Orleans 6'3 milk chocolate skin tone wit tattoos a gold Grill on his bottom teeth soft short curly hair Chloe-21 years old daughter of old king pin of New Orleans caramel skin tone with tattoos light blue long hair that go to her butty an attitude and personality that tells you she's about business what will happen when august starts to feel cjay and when cjay starts to fall for august will they ride together? or will they just go about the business? who knows stay tuned and find out :)

What happens when a thug (Deuce) hires a dork of a maid (Blue) to clean up after him? How will the maid change the big young boss in the hood? ---- Don't forget to VOTE on every chapter! & leave comments too! Some chapters have hidden messages as well. * I DO NOT OWN RIGHTS TO ANY MUSIC, PICTURES, LYRICS OR COVER PICTURE in this book! * Copyright © Nicksterthewriter

Ayana Jones is the shy, quiet, kept to herself type of girl. She is very smart & beautiful but never really showed it. She always stayed in the background but then life became confusing when three guys had her attention. There's the miss judged hot shot player on and off the court with a dark side nobody but Ayana could understand. Ayana's over protective bestfriend who she has feelings for but is afraid of risking their relationship. Lastly there's Ricky the no good thug who's looking for love. Ayana has feelings for them all So which one will she pick?

She was never the girl that could speak her mind just drop tears when she needed it what happens when she gets involve with a thug who helps her and shows her....Her true self......He shows her heart breaks....Love...Care.....And over all Compassion

( College book : Thug Life ) ♥ Trap Queen Love ♥ ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ "Why are you yelling?" He ask me. " 'Cause you're yelling at me!" I yell frustrated. "You're so beautiful when you're stressed out." He says smiling. "No I'm not." I say looking at the marble countertop. He puts his hand on my chin and lifts my head up. "You're beautiful to me." ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ © Copyrights © 2016 ⚠ WARNING ⚠ Violent Language is provided. This is a Action book so be prepared. This is also a Gang book. Hope You Enjoy!!!

NOTICE: First Three Chapters are free, and readable but the rest of the book can be bought online. Please follow @authorcr4vinz on Instagram to stay updated. And for any queries, @zcr4vinz@gmail.com "Don't Play Games With Me." He Whispers As He Pulls Me Onto His Lap. "I'm Not." I Bite My Lip. "Then Tell Me, Who You've Been Texting All Day." × × × Everybody wonders how I do it. How I love the most dangerous man on this planet. How I keep him mine with his wild looks, and handsome figure. When really, I didn't fall for him. . he fell for me. _____ Model in the cover: Instagram- _Amoafoa_ ❤❤ https://instagram.com/_amoafoa_?utm_source=ig_profile_share&igshid=17qgc9hx1nyly #41 in Romance 01/02/18 #21 in Romance 13/02/18 #18 in Romance 19/02/18 #6 in romance 26/03/18 #5 in Romance 02/04/18

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"Get her"I heard them yell. I ran as fast as I could and made it to my truck. I unlocked it and got inside and then locked the door. I tried to turn on the car on but I was so scared that my hands were shaking. I heard banging and seen them. "Open the door"One of them yelled. I had finally got my key in the ignition but then one of them busted my window making glass go into my arm. I instantly groaned and held onto my now bleeding arm. They opened the door and pulled me out. The one that was holding me, I punched him in the neck making him let go of me. I tried to run but one of them caught so I kicked him in the balls making him let go of me. I tried to run again but stopped when I felt a gun to the back of my head. "Stop"He said and I instantly knew it was the one with the braids. "I want you to get into that car over there"He said gesturing to a Bugatti. "Understand"He said and I didn't say anything. "I said do you understand?"He said and I heard the gun click. "Yea I understand"I mumbled and then walked over to the car getting inside. He got in the driver seat and then drove off. What have I gotten myself into?

Compton changed everything. In Riverdale, I used to be able to walk outside at night without having to worry about anything happening to me. I could walk outside in broad daylight and wouldn't have to worry about drive-by's. I used to be able to come home and be able to rely on a homemade meal made by mother-and my father sitting on the couch with her. But now, everything's changed. My dad dipped out on me and my mom, my mom and I are struggling to make ends meet, and I'm in these streets. Never would I imagined that myself, Egypt, would be out on the streets selling drugs to support myself. But if it helps me support me and my mother, I'm willing to do whatever it takes. Now I have responsibilities that I would've never expected, and people depend on me more than ever before. © all rights reserved // livythecreator