She's black and bold. She doesn't accept trash from anybody. Not even from her boss. He is Henrik Wright. The CEO of Wright's corporations. A billionaire, every woman's dream man. Rich, intelligent, handsome, sexy, perfect abs. Every man wants to be him. But he is a monster. Has no regard for a human's feeling. What happens when Henrik meets Christy??? How do you think he would put up with somebody who challenges him every time?? Read to find out

"Then what do you want me to tell you." King yelled causing me to jump a little. Never had he raised his voice at me or even spoke this way to me. But I guess there was a first for everything. I took a deep breath before closing my eyes. I was close. He was close. I was so close that my chest laid against his and I could feel the thuds of his heartbeat. Neither one of us moved because we knew we what we wanted. We knew it from the first day we met each other. Fighting back the tears that formed in the back of my eyes I spoke. "Tell me how we'll be lovers and friends." There was a long silence before I opened my eyes and let the tears fall. _____________ Melanie and King have been friends since the beginning of their freshman year in college. The two always found it weird how they met but thanked God everyday that they had. But the thing that made them different from friends were their feelings. Never had one of them dared to tell each other the feelings they had deep down for one another. Because at the end of the day they were friends. And only that. That's all they knew to be. But with their feelings growing deeper and being unable to control them. Will they finally become what they want. Or will their fantasy crumble to pieces? Will they ever be lovers and friends?

Works #1: Ahmad Hassan Sinclair, 25, was taught to always fight and work hard for what he wanted. In the life he was given nothing was ever handed to him. He grew up in the hoods of Houston, witnessing things no child should ever see in their life. His mom and pop worked hard just tryna make ends meet, to keep food on the table and clothes on their kids back. But it was far from easy .. Seeing his parents struggle the way they did for years, motivated him to work ten times harder. He made it a mission to not end up like his folks, he wanted more in life. He knew there was more to life than what he grew up seeing. But he also knew in order to be somebody in this world as a black man he had to fight and strive for it and also dodge the bullshit that came along with it. He set goals, he had dreams, he had a vision and nothing could stop him from achieving them. Now that he's at the top of his game, making money, living the live he always wanted, seeing the things he never seen and moving up the success path .. he figured life would eventually turn out to be great but sadly he still isn't happy or content with how things are.. there's this one missing piece in his life that will fully complete him. But let's see how determined Ahmad will be to find what that missing piece is or what he will do to get it.

*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.

After her marriage to Liam Hawke, Yvonne is in the public eye now more than ever. The memory of being kidnapped and almost killed by Gretchen-a deranged woman hellbent on making Liam hers-is now only a thing of the past. Unfortunately for Yvonne, Gretchen has escaped from prison and she no longer just wants to be with Liam-she's out for blood. Yvonne's blood to be exact. And she won't stop until Yvonne is dead once and for all. *This is the sequel to my Wattpad story Mr. Billionaire * Copyright©2015

"Why won’t you let me in?!" He cried in frustration clenching his fists together with an undeniable passion, raising his strong arms. I stared hopelessly at him with more tears welling up in my brown eyes. “I love you.” He whispered to me. But he needn’t, he needn’t have told me for I already knew, I knew in fact, very well. I just didn’t accept it...