Seven year old Kenney has it all. Loving parents, a sister who adores him, an aunt who he follows around like she's queen of the world, and uncles that teach him how to thrive in the family business. But when tragedy strikes, Kenney's world is suddenly flipped upside down. His family dissolves, the neighborhood that he loves crumbles around him, and the family business that was once so exciting and new becomes a burden and a trap from which he thinks he'll never escape. Kenney finds himself quickly chained to his family and his hood, his childhood ending almost as soon as it began. By 11 he's not only the man of the house, but finds himself on the fast track to becoming a man in the streets. No one questions Kenney's family, Kenney's crew, or Kenney's new position as "The Prince." Set in North Houston, this story is gritty and disturbing, but it is also captivating and oddly motivating. We follow Kenney, who we first meet in Still Waters, through the obstacles and triumphs that turn him into the man that he eventually becomes. Kenney is a fighter in every sense of the word. Without even realizing it, he learns lessons and picks up skills that everyone could use in any journey to push through the sometimes murky waters of life, and still come out on top. Kenney is a survivor, and will have you crying with him when he cries and cheering for him to keep going when he wants to give up. Much like the real life young men globally that Kenney represents, he doesn't see himself making it to 18, and doesn't see the point in trying. We go into Vol 2 of the Still Waters Series knowing that the game won't break him, but we leave still amazed that he was able to get out of this nightmare alive. Coming Soon to Amazon! Kenney: Still Waters Series Vol 2 Copyright @2017

"How are you supposed to keep your man with your hair in that mess, Tamia?" "And has your hair been looking like that all week?" She went on talking about my hair now, considering it was blown-out instead of well kept, hot combed and straightened the way that she liked. "No, mama." I dragged, annoyed completely now with all of my peace gone in this moment. "I just got out of the shower and I just finished washing and blow-drying my hair." "I'm going to hot comb it and then flat iron it when I'm finished doing my skincare." "Yasin's not going to be home until tomorrow probably anyway." I threw in there but of course she wouldn't chastise him about why and where.

The heavy smell of cigarette smoke couldn't even mask the metallic smell of aged blood beneath the floor boards. These were dangerous men. Boys with knives and painted skin.. ~ We laid in the darkened room letting the comfortable silence cover us. His tattooed hand lightly stroked the moist skin of my arm. Yuji was beautiful.. "I'm going to hell..." He said nonchalantly. My eyes danced along his strong jawline and shoulder length, tapered hair. Currents of silky, onyx hair. "I've touched such a pure soul with unclean hands..." He sat up, climbed to his feet and grabbed his silk robe from the door, concealing the Oni and blossoms that adorned his back. [Completed 02/27/20] *************************************************** Warning: This book is rated M for mature. This novel will include sexual situations, violence, and crude language. Let's try to be adults about this. If I catch you copying my book, I'll sue.

𝙇𝙪𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙩 4 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣', 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙚𝙙 '𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙮 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙚.

AN URBAN NOVEL | Ace and America - A woman and a man with a close relationship can sometimes be hard to maintain, especially when there are so many setbacks that are standing in the way. These two rebels are on the prowl for money. In the large city of Irvine, California, they terrorize neighborhoods and larger areas in search of dead presidents to add to their growing collection of cash. The thrill of being in charge is exciting and despite the dangerous aspects of it all, they manage to get through the long days with the help of their strong relationship that holds them together. With one dealing with bipolar disorder, and the other coming to learn their own underlying and unfounded disorder, things are thrown off course and their relationship is ultimately put to the test. What happens when ONE event leaves them On The Run and fighting to keep their relationship in tune, or worst yet, fighting for the freedom of their lives? [ Highest Rankings : ] - #1 in #streetlit - #3 in #urbannovel - #1 in #blackmentalhealth - #15 in generalfiction

"Montana, come here." He nodded his head toward the door, leaving out of the room. Staying silent as Ms. Carol looked at me, I kissed the back of Josiah's hand before leaving out of the room. As I walked out, Messiah stood there looking at me in disgust while I closed the door. "What are you doing that shit for?" "Huh?" I said since I had nothing else to say, just trying to stall time to get my words together. "Why are you stripping, Monty?" Sighing, I decided that I wasn't going to lie like I'd originally planned to do after listening to Chocolate's stupid advice. "Money." I spoke simply and he scoffed as I looked down. "Why not just ask Josiah for money instead doing hoe shit?" "First of all, It's not doing hoe shit. I don't have sex with anyone. I just dance. And I don't want to ask him for any money. It's not his job to take care of me." "So stripping..." He trailed off with a laugh. "..stripping was the last resort? Instead of putting your pride aside?" Saying nothing, I just looked at him with pleading eyes. "Please don't tell him, Messiah." I could already tell by the look on his face that he was going to tell him. "I ain't gon' tell him.." Thank God. I thought. "..you are." "What?!" I shrieked. "No. I'm not." "You are." He spoke in a demanding tone. "Please. You know how he is." I expressed "And you know how he is too but you made that bed." "Messiah, he's going to kill me." I begged. "I know." He shook his head, walking away from me. "Better figure it out. You got until the end of the day to tell him or I will." He mumbled before walking back into the room.

"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.

Giselle Banks. Dayanara Mendes. Nyla Richards. Aimee Benson. Four different girls with different walks of life.

a middle aged woman teaches a pick pocketing orphan the ways of life. but does she succeed?

"Seventeen year old Yasmine Banks was struggling to take on school, work, maintaining a home for her two little sisters Star & Sky, all while trying to keep CPS out of their lives !! Brenda, their mom was too strung out to even keep up with the days of the week let alone give her kids a safe home to live in .. Stepping up to the plate Yasmine is given a opportunity of a lifetime .. but what happens when that opportunity leads to a world no-one would ever dream of stepping foot in .. with her little sisters futures at stake she's faced with a decision .. what all will she do to survive ?!"..