Kaoir "No Name" Prescott is the Capo-regime of the Prescott crime family. She manages her own crew within the family, and occasionally gets particular racket to run. But she always lived and loved the fast life, since that's what she's always had to do. Until she met the wrong match. Christopher "Kyng" Campbell is a high-class independent Mafia leader with plugs and connections in every city of California. Nobody ever dares to mess with him, and those who did, didn't live to tell the story. But Kaoir was that daredevil that would take him to the next level. His dominant ways wouldn't work on a vixen like her, and she might've been the only woman, only person, that didn't fear Kyng Campbell. And that made her a threat in his eyes. He didn't know what she knew, making it impossible to let her go. So he held her captive. But she didn't feel captive at all. She made sure she was a guest, not a pet. And what could Kyng do about it? With a woman as dangerous as her, absolutely nothing.

Harlem, New York, 1929. Kenneth Barker was an African American businessman, working a high position for a clothing company. Unfortunately for him, when the stock market crashed, so did his benefits, and his company was put out of business. This caused him to look for work elsewhere, which led him to the Cotton Club, a legendary nightspot in the Harlem district of New York City that for years featured prominent black entertainers who performed for white audiences. There he met Josephine Bailey, a twenty-five year old flapper, who worked as a dancer at the club. She was the only black woman who worked a dancer, despite the club being full of black entertainers. She was able to grant him a job, but she soon lost her own, due to racial conflict within her group. Kenneth did as well, due to guilt by association. The two began to skip town, looking for work and getting in all kinds of trouble. Each town they visited brought a new opportunity, as well as a new challenge. Will the two of them be able to overcome this Great Depression and flourish in America? Or will they find no luck, and be left to survive off of nothing but their love for each other and jazz music?

"Let me go! Both of y'all get the FUCK out my house!" "Nobody is going anywhere until we get this shit settled." "Ok. Stay right here then." ......... Denise Smith is a hard working entrepreneur woman that has made a name for herself in the food industry. Being named the second youngest person on the Forbes list only proves and shows her determination in what she does. But like any other person, she has a past that she tries to hide by throwing herself into her work. Christopher Brown, or as the world knows him as Chris Brown, is one the most famous R&B artist there is to date. He is called the Micheal Jackson of this generation because of the great things he does with just music along. With his past life being broadcast for everyone to see, he has learned to just keep his calm and stay focused on the things that really matter in his life. What happens when these two meet for a spare of the moment? Will they be able to become friends after such an intimate moment? Will they fit in each other lives or will their past get in the way?

What is love with lies?

"ɪ ᴡᴀʀɴᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴏ ꜰᴀʟʟ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅɪᴅ ɪᴛ ᴀɴʏᴡᴀʏ. ʏᴏ ʙᴀᴅ."

"What would you even want from a nigga like me? I steal, I kill, I drink... and I doubt your God would want anything to do with me." Started: 12/6/17

"This isn't a fairytale... love story, J, I'm not gonna fall in love with you. I'm too much of a street nigga-ion do love." He said as he pulled his clothes back on. I propped on my elbow with the sheet covering my bare chest, "Ch-Chris, you can't do this forever. You need someone that'll be by your side and-and here for you." He huffed, "I'm good, I got this handled. My boys got me and I got them. I'll die for this shit." And just like that, he left. • • • • Jalia loves Chris, she'll do anything for him. He's her everything. She met him while at work and has been in the clouds about him since, it was like she fell in love at first sight. He can't say the same, and he won't. He's a street dude, he doesn't do love, he doesn't do relationships and he doesn't do half ass jobs when it comes to killing. He'll die for this shit..literally. #1 In #Chrisbrownfanfiction #1 in #breezy

❝Never in my life would I have thought that I would be the one that my people would come to fear. . .❞

Forget Jada. Forget Janet. Only one person had his heart till his last breath.

Two became three then three became two then two became four then four became none. Started: July 6, 2020.