"Your my Slave & always will be" my boyfriend Slim tells me.The hardest part of being a woman...is feeling like your not one.feeling like your more of animal then even a human being.My body gets beats like one.it gets scarred and neglected like one.Every single day I wake up next to this disgrace called a man.He not just any man,he is my master.He puts so much bruises and scars on my body I'm slowly breaking down each day.Slim and I met at a poetry club downtown.I fell in love with him after 6 months of talking and dating. He proposed to me but that's when the signs of his violence started showing.The signs of his cold heart started becoming more clearer to me.Why didn't I escape when it first started happening? It was too late for me, he had already locked me in. Now here I am, trying to break free from a man who is impossible to break free from. But to save myself, I have to end him right? Read on about my story.Copy righted.[THIS STORY DOES CONTAIN SEXUAL SCENES AND ALOT OF PROFANITY] you have been warned [This is Copyrighted to Tyvia Wilson 2014 ©]

Trapped is about this 24 year old women name Janicea who's married to a abusive man name Charles he forced her to marry him and she can never leave she has fall in his trap will she man up and say I want a divorce or will she be unhappy forever

One night will change Leah's whole life when she meets the love of her life, The question is will both of them survive through this love story.

Work #1| Ryan was a photographer trying to perfect her craft and after landing a job at Kofi Siriboe's company, she could be taken seriously. That was until Kofi and Ryan started to think of each other in more ways than just work. Will they learn to communicate in order to overcome the challenges that could one day tear them apart? Credit to @crownedincurls for making my cover ❤️ *July 2019 - March 2020*

Joyful Banks lives in Baldwin Hills, California. Storm Jackson lives in Chicago, Illinois. Despite living miles away from each other they deeply love each other. Distance couldn't make them any closer. At times it gets hard for the both of them. With the disapproval of others, its only worse. But despite all this, will they endure? Will the give out under the pressure and the surprises, or will they weather through this joyful storm?

(COMPLETED) BOOK TRAILER IN CHAP. 1!!! I had just turned 19 and was about to graduate high school, entering into an amazing university. Surrounded by plenty of friends, I had such a bright future ahead of me. Everything changed when I met the devil named Eric. Disguised as an angel, I was pulled into his dangerous world. Eric was one of the most deadly, viperous, and wicked mafia leaders. His name haunted his victims heads. He was every bit of dangerous as beautiful, someone so perfect only existed in my wildest dreams. He was everything a girl could ask for. Or so he perceived it to be. . . Blinded from the start in his ethereal world, soon I realize that it was all merely just a mask. And what lies beneath the mask, was far more sinister. *** WARNING: This story contains violence and mature scenes. Read at your own risk. *** I pulled away, with some difficulty from his tight hold. "I need to go, I can't stay." It didn't change anything for him, he continued to kiss my neck as if I had never spoken. That's when his hand slipped underneath my volleyball spandex. I gasped out, covering my mouth as I shut my eyes. "I know you want to stay, so stay. I'll make you feel better than any high school guy ever could." Eric sexily purred in my ear. His fingers found the weakness between my legs, and my hands clamped onto the back of his neck as his kisses nuzzled on my neck. I leaned my head back, taking in sharp breaths as his fingers felt inside me. He was so good at everything he did, I was learning from what seemed a professional. After taking another brief look at the clock, I decided to take the risk. After all, an adventure is much more fun when it's dangerous. Or so I'm hoping, I never really had the guts to do anything mischievous before. *** #1 in Romance 7/22/18 His Obsession. Copyright © 2018. All Rights Reserved.

When she was 14, Dalia was sold to Matteo Martinelli, the former leader of the largest Italian mafia. Flash forward with his son, Vittore Martinelli as the new leader, Dalia is given to him as a birthday present after years in spent in the "safe house". Dalia struggles to fulfill a promise she made and get her old self back as Vittore tries not to fall for the black beauty. Will they go through all the lies, jealousy, betrayal, envy, lust and murder together all in the name of love? Because at the end of it all, she is still Property Of Vittore Martinelli. * * * "Lift your hand," I said looking at how he held onto his bicep with a tight grip. "Let me take a look at the bullet wound." "No tesoro. I can do this myself," Vittore grumbled and I gave him incredulous look. "Don't start that bullshit with me Vittore. Remove your arm and let me help you or..." I trailed off, not able to say more. I was still in shock but I could do this. "Just... just let me help." "No." I glared at Vittore. "Why are you being so damn egotistic?! Let me help you! Do you know what it was like to find you like... and to..." I couldn't even get all the words out. "Let me help you. Please." Begging wasn't something I'd ever do but I just needed him to let me help him. "No-" "Why?!" I suddenly exploded. "Why won't you just let me help you?!" "Because I don't know how to handle it ok?!" Vittore suddenly exploded, his dark eyes glaring at me. "I don't know how to handle these... feelings. Fuck tesoro you drive me crazy! Don't you see that? You make me question everything I've ever known and... I can't..." I watched Vittore as his expression turned determined. "Fuck it." He leaned forward and pressed his lips on mine. * * * WARNING! Mentions of death, torture, gore, abuse and other things related to the mafia.

Chance. I don't believe in it. Everything that happens in our life happens for a reason. I've always believed that. But, it's funny. Who would have thought a night of clubbing could result in my marriage to the tattooed quarterback for the San Francisco 49ers? Co-Written with @bemorelovely

Tonight was the night that they had to get everything settled. Nothing was to be messed up. They were prepared to do what they gotta do. If anyone missed out, death was coming to knock on their door. Tonight was the night to attack their next victim. The bad news gang. Everyone knew not to mess with them. On the streets of Louisiana they did what they want and how they want. They are honestly the cruelest group of people in town. They didn't care how poor or unhealthy a person is,they would still attack if they're their prey. Money Kill Was their main sources. Police lie around doing nothing to stop them. No one had no say or death would be on your door step leaving two bullets in your head. "You got everything Jake!" asked the boss. "Yeah we got everything, let's roll out bro" Jake waved off. Getting their mask all six of them ran out the trap house into the van and drove off. Their gun already load up. The hour of 9 pm has just begun. . "Asia get the door for mommy please." called out Asia mother. "okay" Asia responded. 16 year old Asia lives with her very wealthy parents. She's the only child. They had just finish up their dinner. Bedtime it was for them. She walked slowly to the door and opened up. To her surprise there stood six men in mask. She got scared and ran from the door and they invade through the house. "Where's the money?" boss Ricky asked. He held the gun at her temple. ........... Both parents dead, life is now turned upside down. How is Asia gonna make it?

This story is based on my true events of my abusive relationship. I am wanting to get my story out there so that people know the early signs that they are dating an abuser. I am tired of society romanticizing domestic violence & emotional abuse.