Aya Weathers is a hardworking, talented, aspiring songwriter who prefers to put her goals before her personal life. Christopher Brown is a stubborn, rude singer who has his guard up and doesn't plan to let anyone in. Together, the two of them will be prominent figures in music history. That's if they can get along first. "You're not gonna win any awards being rude, Christopher." Aya slumped back in her chair, taking a long sip of her black coffee. "It was doing me just fine before. And can you stop calling me that?" Chris shot his head up, resting it on his fist. "No, I'm good. Thank you for asking nicely though." She grinned before clicking her pen and jotting down something in her notebook. "Why you keep playing with me? It's not funny." "I'm not playing, Christopher. This is strictly business, not a game." Aya stared at him with grim, serious eyes. She meant what she was saying. "What if I wanted it to be a game?" "Is that a bet?" Aya tested with a heightened eyebrow. "Do you want to make it one?"

❝YOU AS REAL AS THEY COME, BUT YOU WOULD RATHER BE ON THEM DRUGS.❞ 2/1/20 - 1/28/21.

"Yo chill, what you doing?" "Nigga... are you robbing me?"

Since Jay was a little girl, she always wanted to become a doctor. During her journey, she dealt with mental, physical, and emotional conflicts. When she finally reaches her goal, she is met with jaw dropping obstacles. Will living her dream become her worst nightmare?

2015©| I never really got to know "Joey". But I got to know Jo-Vaughn very well. I got to know the prodies too but my heart was completely set on Jo-Vaughn. You could say I was head over heels but always hid it while around him and the prodies. I always kept my hopes up because I was only 3 years younger than him. I listened to their cyphers without them knowing because one of them would shoo me away and the whole group would go along with it to shut him up. They were talented...very talented. In 10th grade I was alone so I began to drown myself in clothes. Although Joey graduated he was still up there everyday as if he was held back but we didn't talk much....not at all really. I became closed up and boxed in focusing strictly on fashion and school. The people that knew me were ghost that I looked right through. They acted as if I was a alien and they were the last humans on earth. I soon got use to it and cut them off just as they did me. My hopes that maybe me and Joey would be a thing was gone.

Niggas in St. Louis get shot at, beaten and stole from. Niggas just do what they need to survive in the streets so they can provide for their family, but Real Nigga Shit, how can you kill with no remorse? How can you steal without getting caught or wind up in jail or worse prison? Niggas don't know who to trust and don't know who to fuck.... Little do they know people watching, people snitching right and left... But do they have the guts to stay in the streets longer enough for them so they can get their "BIG" stacks. Drugs are everywhere, but be careful who you be dealing with and who you be selling them to cause you never know whose good and whose bad.. What if niggas is too deep in the money that they can't get out? What if they love the lifestyle they living? Niggas can't TRUST these HOES!! SNITCHES GET STITCHES!

Do opposites really attract?

⚠THIS STORY IS CURRENTLY UNDER EDIT. I APOLOGIZE IF YOU COME ACROSS MISTAKES, BUT DO KNOW THEY ARE SLOWLY BEING FIXED. ENJOY READING⚠ Independent, hardworking, ambitious. Those three words describe Kyrie Taylor. A 23 year old UCLA grad with a Broadcast Journalism Bachelor's degree under her belt. With no job offers in that field swooning her way, she lands a job as Chris Brown's personal assistant. Determined to keep the job professional, considering Chris's controversial past and her own relationship, things start off a little rocky between the two after a miscommunication of word's. Soon a friendship is formed, but will something more grow between the two? In the spotlight of the media, paparazzi, Hollywood, and fame both Kyrie and Chris will get more than what they bargained for in the beginning of this work relationship. Copyright © 2015 Kira Melvin All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law. I do not own any of the pictures used in this publication. Cover by 21shortay_❤ Started: 9/3/15 Finished: 1/25/16