I wrote this short story at the beginning of 2020 as an alternate plot to Future Baby Mama. I've kept it a secret. I had so many different original ideas for that story and this was the very first draft starting with only 9 paragraphs. I rewrote it entirely while following the same ideas I had for FBM. I hope you enjoy this beautiful story as it was the start of many stories to come. You'll see many ideas from stories in this one. I'd write a description about what it entails but if you've read Future Baby Mama, you already know the plot...but I'd like to keep it surprising too as this was the start of many ideas to come. Enjoy this beautiful story of Aleena and Prince, just a hairstylist and a musician trying desperately to learn how to receive love from each other.

Finally! After fourteen long excruciatingly painful years of games and teases, Lyric and the man of her dreams are able to join forces as one. Of course, we all know nothing with these two ever works out easy. Enjoy this five part special series of events that allows you to explore some of the many challenges these two faced in order to finally jump the broom.

"...Jazz you were brought in my life to fulfill a purpose." Jasmin and The Artist; what they do not realize yet is that they need each other. What happens when two broken people cross paths by chance? They're both in search of true inner peace but first they must find acceptance and come to realize the things they lost in the fire.

Sequel of Skipper's Heartbeat Four years later, Monica's back in Minnesota. With her now being eighteen, things are not hidden from her as often. Although, she eventually learns that she wishes it was. It becomes even more difficult to focus on her goals while being home for the holidays when she bumps into Skipper and quickly comes to realize, Skipper isn't too Skippy these days.

The Love We Make 2: It's 1992 and the world is bewildered by recent headlines. "His Royal Badness Prince is now MARRIED with a SON, and the boy is already 3 YEARS OLD! Was he really hiding the kid this whole time? Or is this sudden marriage hiding something else?" But other newsstands are contradicting. "Reclusive Pop Star Prince Secretly Engaged To Acclaimed Choreographer Raven Rosario...And He's Adopted Her 5 Year Old Son!" True to his enigmatic persona, Prince makes no effort to provide clarity to the public but the leading lady in his life has lots to say because "they got the story all wrong." While Raven wants to set the record straight, Prince just wants to focus on the new joys and responsibilities of fatherhood and family. But no one will make that easy, especially Raven's unhappy father and Prince's bitter ex. A war ignites in this sequel of "The Love We Make". U are now accessing the Hate Experience.

After the death of her grandmother Genevieve Elise Anne Bonsu is finally moving out of her parents home. Growing weary of working in the family restaurant and being haunted by the memory of grandmother she finds herself in Minnesota, of all places, pursing her dreams of fame and recognition.

She couldn't run from it forever. Once her dark secret catches her in a chokehold, Raven Rosario has only one choice to set herself free: pick up the phone and dial her ex's number. |2018 Purple Eggplant Winner for Best Short Story|

Totally Edited 2024 Welcome to ᘔ ʞooᗺ sǝlɔᴉuoɹɥƆ ( Book 2 ) Bibi Jackson has been off living her best life since we last heard from her. She records a whole album from start to finish by herself. For the first time since her debut album. A little partying never hurt either. So she definitely doesn't have time for past relationships... Right?

***MUST READ 'FINE LINE' and 'LET ME' BEFORE THIS*** A family. Marriage life. Addiction. The highs and lows. Balancing out being in the public and being a regular person for Prince. Dealing with being a mother and wife while trying to work and maintain her mental health for Amelia. Time Periods: Late 2011-2016

"Have you ever made love against a piano?" He gently whispered in my ear before capturing it in between his teeth. My loins trembled and ached as I worked up a response. "No." "Let's fix that." ᴅɪsᴄʟᴀɪᴍᴇʀ: ᴛʜɪs ɪs ᴀ ᴡᴏʀᴋ ᴘᴜʀᴇʟʏ ʙᴀsᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ғɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛs. ɴᴀᴍᴇs, ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇs, ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛs ᴏʀ ɪɴᴄɪᴅᴇɴᴛs ᴀʀᴇ ʙᴀsᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀ's ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴀᴛɪᴏɴ. ᴀɴʏ ʀᴇsᴇᴍʙʟᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴀᴄᴛᴜᴀʟ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴs, ʟɪᴠɪɴɢ ᴏʀ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ ɪs ᴄᴏɪɴᴄɪᴅᴇɴᴛɪᴀʟ.