After making it through the trials and tribulations in their relationship, Ivy and Kellen remained strong. Now, 15 years later they're back with a family of their own. Meet Indi Sky and Amir Sanders. Indi Sky is the quiet girl constantly living under the shadow of her popular, basketball-star brother Amir. While Amir is out making a name for himself and living a life of his own, Indi is simply just trying to figure things out. Will they survive high school and all the drama that comes with it?

25 year old Angel Amore is in love with her life. Having Amir, her serious longtime boyfriend of 7 years, by her side, the perfect career that she was in love with (not to mention the lavish lifestyle that it could pay for) she is very content with her life. But one day her life takes a turn for the worst; sending her in a downwards spiral. What will happen when she meets Dave East, the top drug lord of New York? Will he be The Eye of her Storm or the devil waiting to take her on a trip to hell?...

After the unexpected death of her uncle, 21-year-old, Ivy Burgos' father assigns her a bodyguard. She is spoiled, temperamental, and pissed off. But, her father leaves her with no choice. The last thing Kellen Sanders wants to do is watch over a boujie, spoiled brat. But, after his boss takes him off the streets, and offers him a place to stay, he'll do whatever he's asked. Tempers fly, lines are crossed, and the drama is at an all time high. Get ready to experience the emotional roller coaster of Ivy and Kellen. Will they survive the storm? Or will their love come crashing down? ALL RIGHTS RESERVED 2015 *Mature Content (This story is not intended for readers under the age of 16) *cover by @bellahatch -NalaniRose

What happens when you meet the one person you relate with the most? 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. For permission requests, message the writer for confirmation of the above. This is a work of fiction. Any names or characters, businesses or places, events or incidents, are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Copyright © 2016 by oliviia.natorii

My name, is Armani- meaning shy, unique, and for those I care about, relentless. I'm from downtown New Orleans, yeah that one; the one that no good backstabbing Alsina boy from. Matter fact I knew the real him. I loved the real him! Him and Mel. Melly B was my bestfriend. They helped me and my little sister out of a terrible situation, made us feel like family, took us into a loving home- something we never really had. But right when our happiness was finally falling into place, they left us, both of them left us. My happiness just up and burned away. One promised me that when he came up and could afford the life he thought we deserved he would return for me and my sister, but of course the good life took over his mind, the flashing lights blinded him to the lost souls that he'd left behind. So, in other words, he never did come back for us. In the end I realized I only have myself. I have to take care of myself- I'm the only person who's going to watch after me and my Kali. She's all I got and I'm all she's got, so either way it goes I'm going to take care of mines. But all in all I will never forgive him. Ever! He took away my happiness. He took away my heart. He took away a part of my world, when I had already lost so much. But he promised me .... he promised he would come back for me, for us. But I guess in the end he didn't really care about me just like everybody else in the world. So I held on to my happiness named Kali and swore on my life I would protect her with everything in me, I would die for her just like Mel would have. And that's what I did for years. I covered up all the things that made me vulnerable, put my past behind me- well I tried to at least- and became a model to provide for me and my Kali. That is until 'he' was right there in front of me, the one I begged to Don't Forget About Me. He-He was right there...the beloved man himself. The king of heart breakers himself. And they call him- "August."

Twenty-two year old Hazel K. Langston made a bad decision back when she was 16 years old. Thinking the decision wouldn't affect her in the future, Hazel kept the aftermath a secret. Little did she know, her bad decision came right back to her 6 years later.

"Mama, I can't just leave Abir." I admitted, telling her exactly why I couldn't do this. Not only would she be snatching me away from my family and friends but she was taking me away from the person I'd loved for five going on six years. I couldn't just walk away from him. "Baby.." She trailed off, sighing deeply. "I know you love Abir." She stood to her feet to stop packing for a moment and pulled me into her. "But I promise you, there will be other boys. Right now you have to do what's best for you and that's coming with your daddy and I to give you a better life." "Better life for who? You?!" I screamed out, becoming even more angry at her choice of words. As if my feelings were robotic and I could just turn them on and off for any and every person. "My feelings just don't matter to y'all at all, huh?" I asked, crying harder than before now. "Speak to your mother with some respect, Giselle." My father spat to me and I shook my head, watching as they stood there looking at me like some dumb teenager. This wasn't puppy love for me. I didn't spend 5 years building something, just to walk away from it for their dreams. I couldn't do it. Sinner. Book #1

𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟏 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍' 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗'.

Jersey Coleman has faced many hardships. From being raised in a brothel to becoming a dope-fiend. She finally gets her life on the right path until she is faced with a difficult challenge.

What if the love of your life only stood across the street from you? What would you do? Cross the street or wait for them to do so? Would you guys both make the attempt or let the busy streets wash past you guys and blind your eyes of the future you guys can have? Let the honking block your ears of the expression of love that could be once heard. Let the cars, trucks and buses block the views of the pumping hearts that hold value to you both. Let the bystanders get through you both erasing every memory you guys once accumulated. What would you do as you stand on his block?