*WARNING* This book will either make you want to bash your head on a table or knee slap :) Read if you're sad, mad, happy, pissed, tired, bored, curious or feeling anything in general, (and if you're like me and don't have a soul, still read). P.S If you don't read, you'll make the cute dog on the cover sad. You don't want to do that, do you?

Everything and anything about your zodiac sign whether it be stereotypes Or real accurate facts, Who knows? What is your sign? I tried to be all deep and shit but it didn't work :/ *~Some are from Tumblr and some I made up myself~*

Lisa and her boss, Alessandro, agree to spite their exes by pretending to date, but things begin to backfire when fake feelings become real along the way. ***** For two years, Lisa Brooks worked as a secretary to the powerful self-made billionaire, Alessandro Russo. He hardly noticed her, and to him, she was nothing more than a co-worker who wore conservative clothes, a tight bun, and followed his orders. But when Lisa's heart gets broken by her first love and Alessandro starts to lose his willpower to avoid Gretchen (his ex-girlfriend and now-client's wife), they decide to help each other out by fake dating. I mean, how hard can it be to not fall in love? [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]] Cover designed by Ashley Santoro

Reagan Williams was a 24 year old who had it all, a fantastic husband and an amazing life in her hometown of L.A. but, when her husband, Harrison gets injured in an accident bits and pieces of his memory are swiped away. Reagan overwhelmed with the task of getting her husband back to health, flees and leaves for New York City. Five years later, Reagan returns to the city with her boyfriend Logan but things soon turn awry when she finds herself falling in love with Harrison the man she never divorced all over again. Will the people of her past become her present? Or will the people in her present become her past?

This is one of many stories I have been trying to write but didn't know where to start. I adore the black woman, white man relationship as I have been in a couple and dated many white guys. I love writing stories, but am no where near a professional so any mistakes, please let me know and please comment and tell me what you like or didn't like..... So this story is basically a story about a black woman and white man. who were able to find love and be happy. am not too good with descriptions, so bare with me.

*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.