Bloodwives, Book ONE

Long live King Black

Bloodwives were created by Malika, who was given the green light from her boyfriend, Hothead. Hothead, a known member of the Blood organization Billy, was sent on a mission to kill ShaQuinta Edwards. In reward he'd gain the rank of "Og Staxks" and could move forward with building his own set.
However, his own greed kept him from completing the mission and by the time his money was up he'd been living with woman he'd vouched to murder! Without her dead he is nobody and with her alive he didn't even have rights to Bloodwives, but they'd made a name for themselves. The set had become extremely popular in Raleigh, NC.
When the leaders of the gang district in NC get a whiff of what is happening shit starts to sink and a war pops off within the city. The Billies now want Hothead and the entire Bloodwives organization dead. Hothead is just trying to be the last man standing. When the smoke clears there can only be one in control of the state... Who will it be?

Loyalty can blind you. Quinta is the perfect example of REAL... Loyalty Over Virtually Everything, that's how she spells love. It's the only rule she lives by so when her love is taken for granted Quinta doesn't know how to control her emotions. Quinta was taught at an early age without loyalty there is no love. Her loyalty to her principals puts her in bed with a body of snakes. When she finally hears the hiss and the rattle of the snakes tail she is too close to run and too stubborn to not fight. With the cards stacked against her she is forced to play her hand. Could she finesse the pot or will life call her bluff?