A book full of angry black feminist op-eds and rants written by this black girl so keep your misogynoir to yourself ✨ i am not a teacher so please don't ask me teach you or educate you... google is free✨

The year is 2163, and the 700 Isles drift along seas blackened with secrets and scandals and the souls of men too wicked for damnation. A Nation bound by science and pride. A Nation that rose above. Denden is the only reality Zaharah has known since an accident left her and her sister orphaned. With graduation and her art degree within reach, she dreams of making a better life for her family. But when her primary caretaker is killed, her reality is turned on its head, and the people she once called family hunt for her head. She will have to choose between sacrificing herself for a better life for her sister, or challenging powers that be and being forced into a life of running and hiding.

The world has been overrun by monsters. Governments have toppled, nations have fallen. Desperation has ushered in a new world order. Welcome to The Bright Waste where violence is cheap and salvation is in short supply. Where survivors are brutal and compassion is a rare commodity. Akiva is a scavenger for The Mothers. Her job is to scour the bones of the old world for any vestige of value, and to stay alive. That's the hardest part when the monsters have other plans. Her only hope is to stay in the light, glorious and burning bright. Editor's Pick List: June 2020

A girl named Noni has been in a relationship with her boyfriend Kelz for quite sometime now. The only problem is She's attracted to his dad as well. What will happen ? You have to read to find out

Book 2 in the Deviant Creature Series Secrets will unravel you. Windy City was no stranger to violence, although some of inhabitants were. Home to many, home to death. Home to the supernatural. Duke Harris. A male name. But a female user. A young woman living on the streets, fighting day by day to survive. It was safe to say that Duke Harris was a strange woman indeed. With a man's name and knack for experiencing strange occurrences, there was not a single day that went by without Duke having to haul ass. Equipped with her brains and attitude she will have to face her biggest challenge yet. The men who were destined for her.

"You make me want to keep dancing, even when the music stops." • • • Ever since her father died of a stroke while she was dancing for him, Fiona has been afraid to dance in front of others. She closed up her talent behind locked doors and only dared to dance to the mirror; There was nobody she could hurt when she was alone. So what happens when the mirror suddenly reveals another person that catches her as she's about to lose footage in a pirouette? Someone who dares her to dance with him, to step outside her comfort zone. Life-happy Adam sees a lost but gifted girl, afraid to show her talent. Her life has been standing still for so long, she's turned into a dancer without movement. So what does he make her do? He makes her pirouette.

*COMPLETE There once was a girl named Genevieve, yet that was rarely spoken since her fiery hair out shown the simple German name. Ginger was apart of the infamous werewolf pack, native to Alaska, called The ColdStone Pack. She is the daughter of the Beta, the right hand man of the Alpha, and twin to Liam. There also just so happens to be a boy who is her mate, and he may be the Alphas son. The life of Ginger may seem average, and maybe it is! ----------------------------------------- "We have to find him" I yelled "Honey we've been looking all morning, and you weren't waking up. Everyone was in a panic" my dad mumbled I looked around and shot down the hall into my room. I got a pair of jeans and a shirt and changed into them and put on a sweatshirt. I put my hair up and ran out of my room. "What do you think your doing?" My dad questioned stepping in my way "To find Noah!" I yelled and pushed past him "I don't think that's a good idea Ginger," my dad said picking me up and carried me to my room. He threw me on my bed and quickly ran out. I sprung up but didn't get to the door in time, there was a small click and I was trapped. "Go ahead and lock me in here but there is no one in this entire world that can keep me from finding him" I yelled ----------------------------------------------- Remember to...... VOTE COMMENT AND ENJOY!! -SqigglyLine12345

Promiscuity is addictive. It's so safe. You are not at risk of getting hurt, physically maybe , But emotionally ? No And the emotional pain is by far the worst. I know this because I've experienced both. Physical pain, from my alcoholic father, sexual abuse from his friends. It hurt, it really did. I have scars to show. But let me tell you, the worst type of hurt is the emotional pain. That pain you get when after years of building a wall around yourself, you FINALLY let someone in. You let that one special person in. You bring down your walls. You give your heart. You let him hold your heart in his palms even though you know the risks. You have so many dreams and fantasies about being with this person forever. And he leads you on. It feels good But then he turns around and crushes your heart. He squeezes the life out of it and you feel pain that you never thought was humanly possible. You feel so much pain you can't breathe. And then , you become cold. You stop feeling. You have no heart anymore. You become heartless, promiscuous, bad, really bad. Yes , that happened to me. Ben did that to me. It hurt. It hurt too much. But now I'm safe . Because I'm the bad girl. The one who doesn't have a heart left to be broken.