Tracy/ The Waitress No one knows struggle better than Tracy. It's hard being a single mother and Tracy knows this best. Bills are piling up and Tracy is falling in a pit of her own failures. Pride and insecurity is a toxic mix... maybe this new customer can help her overcome both. Camron/ The Babysitter Camron is a hardass with a soft heart. Her dream is to attend Notre Dame but money isn't easy to find. So, what happens when she takes up babysitting for a no good man? Well she gives him a piece of her mind of course... maybe more. Harmony/ The Best Friend Harmony and Zeke been best friends since monkey bars. It's just the jungle gym of senior year they have to survive now. Zeke is the "It Boy" and Harmony is... well, his sidekick. Zeke has always managed to stay by Harmony's side despite the harsh world of the high school status quo. Harmony has only one secret that she can't tell her best friend... she's in love with him. 3 separate stories. 3 different lives. 3 thick girls.

!!!!STORY MOVED TO AMAZON EBOOKS!!!! NOT FULL STORY! What Ruxin Novak wants he gets by any means necessary. When he finds himself wanting sweet innocent Eva Thorpe, he resorts to blackmailing her. With every second he spends with her he feels more drawn to her. With a new possessive fake boyfriend Eva finds herself getting lost in her feelings for Ruxin. Will she see him as the cold hearted person everyone else says he is or find the real man beneath it all? © All Rights Reserved. 2013 to Kylee Yount. Cover done by @KellyLM

Talisha, a teenage lesbian, couldn't complain. She had a banging girlfriend - on-point grades, and the coolest friends around the hood. One of them of which are Deonté, quaterback of Woodson Wilson High, who held a secret crush for her since elementary. One of Deonte's homies are introduced to Talisha, and he can't keep his eyes off her. Despite the fact that she is homosexual, he will try at no rest to make her his by the end of the school year. Will his pursuit lead in success - or end in a worst conflict: Thug War?

[This is a spin-off of The DILF but can be read as a stand-alone] [The story you are about to read is intended for readers age 18+ due to its sexual content and language. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion.] There was nothing Ophelia wanted better than to gouge Nikolai's long-lashed, consuming blue eyes out with a butter knife and mail them to the rest of the Alvonich family. Too bad they were in a very public, very esteemed place - Mikhail's wedding. "You don't think I'll press the button?" Nikolai's breath was warm and teasing in her ear. Ophelia had no idea what possessed her to take up his challenge of a vibrating thong, except that it was too late to back out now. She turned to glance at the infuriating man beside her. "Honestly, I don't care. It won't affect me." "Sweet Ophelia," he whispered, surprising her by flicking his tongue into her ear. Jumping, she glared at him, ignoring the important guests at her table, her father included. Before she could curse at Nikolai, he pressed the button, the swearwords turning to soft moans under her breath. Gripping the edge of the table, Ophelia felt the attack on her cl!t like a burn to her skin. Her father shot her a concerned look from across the table and Nikolai's voice was again in her ear. "Before the end of the night, Ophelia, we will f**k," he promised, releasing his finger from the remote control. "Only this time, it will be my name you scream."

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

Ashleigh Dawson is a preachers daughter. She's always wanted to explore life outside of the just being a pk. Now Ashleigh is 21, living alone, and is finally able to achieve all of her free spirited dreams. (For a mature audience only.)