#1 Holy Spirit 27/7/2022 #1 Christ 11/11/22 #1 Baby mama 23/02/23 "Im not afraid of you or any of your cop boyfriends.".... "your not afraid of me?." He gets up swiftly from the chair with such ease like practiced before and his feet click so loudly in the mute room as he begins to walk across the room until he reaches the back of my chair. I feel like im being interrogated right now, but if only he knew how much it takes to scare me. I fear nobody but Yahweh. "i wear the uniform, i have the authority.. yet you dont fear me..." His deep voice rang in the room, causing an echo and a tear in the tension that is building in the dark room. He puts two large hands on the back of my seat and drops his head down to my face before saying "Why?" Chills filled my body but it was a quick and deep chuckle that left my throat.. "...Why? because of the God that saved me from the life i was living before That's why and i will be persecuted 100 times over for his sake.." * Ziana Carter is an imperfect Follower of Christ. Trying to constantly run away from her shameful past she takes to evangelism on the streets spreading the word... This black woman cries for freedom but Her unborn baby is a constant reminder of what she is trying to escape... Living with her both her conservative Christian parents including her sick mother makes hiding her pregnancy so much harder to hide. She prays for a better Job, a better life, a better faith. But is stuck with soul ties instead. Chief Officer Roman miller is a lukewarm Christian. He focuses more on his Job more than anything else including his faith and especially not his grandfathers will... his whole family counts on him to do his part or the will be void. His choice stands between his morality or his family... He prays for nothing, but works for everything. What happens when the two collide? It can only be soul ties....

Book 1 of The Accident Series. cover by @/fleanr on instagram [PREVIOUSLY KNOWN AS THERE SHE GOES] Have you ever accidentally liked an Instagram photo of the captain of your university's varsity volleyball team? From three years ago? A guy you have never spoken to in your life? Jaiyesimi 'Jaime' Okusanya can relate. As a second-year biophysics student at Herringway university, Jaime is trying to do what every person at university is as well: survive. Especially as she tries to fulfill the requirements to obtain a research position at Dalhousie Laboratory. But when she accidentally likes Aven Montaque's Instagram picture after noticing him twice over a few days, she attempts to survive her fascination with the hot and cold fourth-year criminology student who's aspiring to go to law school. In a coming-of-age story of romance, friendships, drama and mottos, Jaime discovers that her priorities are about to shift. And Aven Montaque might become one of them.

Asha Mitchell is all about her education and the next box to check off her list of goals. She never allows anyone to steer her from her path or take her eyes off the prize. She's a big time lover who also knows how to choose herself or play the game if she feels it's necessary. But she rather not. She admires love and wants everything it has to offer if she can. Some of the best relationships are built on friendship, and Asha doesn't realize that until Sanchez Harmon. He's goal oriented and doesn't have time for games. He knows what he wants for all aspects of his life - except his love life. Relationships aren't his strong suit because he's never been in one and never wanted one. Romantic love is a fantasy to him; nice to watch but unrealistic. A few things come to light when the two become friends after a homecoming party. One is an open-hearted lover and the other can't see himself in love. They love different but they'll try to figure out which way is best for them.

"I know I should've talked to you about it but I-" I started but stopped, looking down at my feet again. I had no excuse. The only thing on my mind was graduating, I never put his feelings into perspective. "Dominic, I'm sorry. I was being selfish and only thinking of myself but baby, I promise if you give me another chance.." I trailed off, breathing heavily. "..if you give us another chance, I'll never do it again. I promise." I tried to grab his face but he roughly pulled away from me. "Don't touch me." He spoke sternly, breaking me even more. "Look.." He trailed off, looking away again. "Me and you..we're done." He spoke, finally looking down at me. "Dominic." I pleaded. "Don't say that. Please." "Na', this shit is over, T." He went on and I began to sob.

"Hello, Sincere. How are you feeling today?" "Same as everyday, can't sleep, can't eat.." I trailed off, looking down at Sinclair who had a perfect mixture of both V and I. "That's not good." She said and I shrugged. "None of this is." I said and she nodded understandingly. "Have faith." She said, placing her hand on my shoulder and I nodded. I tried hard to keep the tears in because I had to be strong for everybody. The family was really going through it and I just wanted her back in my arms. V had my heart and if I lost her for good, I'd never look for love again. The doctor walked out as I sat there quietly and Clair looked over my face while she made spit bubbles. I bit my bottom lip, holding back tears as I looked at V laying there with tubes in her. Not able to hold on any longer, I broke down. "Baybeh, I need you..." I trailed off, shaking my head. "I need you so bad, I can't do this shit. I can't do life with you." I explained, looking down at the floor. "We need you, ma." My voice cracked, looking over to Sinclair who was still looking up at me. "Our baybeh girl is so beautiful, ma. I want you to see her, I want you to see her grow up. I want you to be here with us.." I trailed off, collecting my words. I wiped my face as more tears poured down and I shook my head, sighing deeply. "Wake up, baybeh." I spoke, breaking down as I bit my bottom lip.

"You no tell this girl that I said, I want no relations with a darkie?" She spat to me, making my eyes go wide. What? I thought to myself and Gio tried pulling me away but I snatched away from him, knowing I heard right this time. "Wait, what?" I spoke out loud and Gi grabbed me roughly, trying to pull me away again. "Why you saying these things? She's beautiful." I heard his abuelita sticking up for me as she stood to her feet and all the guys began to as well, telling their mom that she was wrong for what she was doing. "That puta heard me." She spat, pointing her finger at me. "You're too dark." She held up a brown paper bag that she was drinking her beer out of. "You no match this bag or lighter, you're too dark." "You look too much like his father. I no want you around me." She shooed me off, instantly breaking my heart into a billion pieces as I looked up at Giovanni who was looking down at me with hurt in his eyes. "Baby, please." He begged and I shook my head at him in disgust before putting my attention back onto her. "Get that darkness out of here, Giovanni. She's a demon." "Only demons have her color." She kept on going and I felt sick to my stomach in this moment as I stood there in complete shock.

"So when you gon' stop playing and let me hit that shit, Zuria?" Mitch asked while he smoked a blunt in my mother's living room and we both sat on the floor. "Let you hit this?" I asked, raising an eyebrow as I watched him blow smoke into the air. "Yeah." He smirked, cockily. "How about when you learn how to talk to your girlfriend?" I took the blunt out of this hands and smashed it on the ashtray that was on the coffee table. "Whatchu do that for?" He bit his bottom lip, leaning into me. "Hm?" He went on, softly biting my neck. "I've told you, you can't smoke in here, Mitchell." "You're really not even supposed to be here." I said to him, considering my mother did not condone boys in her house but here he was. He'd completely ignored me though as he mushed his head into my neck, leaving small kisses. "Stop." I whined playfully as he pushed himself up onto me and kissed my lips, pushing me backwards with our lips still attached. "Mitch." I spoke nervously as he climbed on top of me while I now laid my back onto the carpet. "Let me hit that shit, ma." He spoke softly into my ear as he continued leaving kisses on my neck. "Mitch, we cant. My mom will be home from work soon." I expressed to him but he ran his hands up my school skirt anyway. "Stop bitchin'." "Let me finally pop that cherry, Z." He spoke, putting his lips on mine as he slowly moved my underwear aside and rubbed his fingers against my Girl. "Mm." I moaned, unfamiliar with this feeling but it felt great. And though I knew my mother would be here soon, I no longer wanted to stop. He continued rubbing it as I laid there, looking up into his eyes. As I did, he smirked down at me and I smiled small, rubbing a hand down his cheek. I was so in love with this boy.

kayonna's parents died in the hood life and she witnessed it all causing her to go mute. Kayonna lives with her big brother Trey, but he goes by ace in the streets. soon Kayonna meets Kash who works for Trey, Kash is cold hearted so the real question is what is Cruel ass Kash doing with Sweet little Kayonna?

In Which, Harmony Simmons agrees to a six month contractual Pr stunt with Jude Bellingham.

"𝐇𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬" Where a girl who has a crush on the quiet/hostile boy in her English class soon finds out he's insanely toxic but somehow is unable to leave him alone ♡︎ Treylynd (Tray-lind) Don't be a ghost reader loves, vote and comment ♡︎ DISCLAIMER!!!! This is NOT your normal toxic relationship book! It's more mentally and physically abusive while Trey is VERY manipulative and narcissistic! If you aren't okay reading that then you shouldn't. Mwah!! This Book belongs to me and should not be copied, recreated, or printed in any such way without notifying me first and giving me credit. If so I will have to take legal actions. Thank you. -𝐆𝐈𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄 Enjoy.