My name is Jerusha. It means
"possession" in Hebrew and I know exactly whose possession I am---Yahweh's, and, of course, my famous Daddy's, Archbishop Powell. But someday, I'll belong to someone else. My husband. I don't know him yet but that guy must be no less than my Daddy in riches....and all. The nominations are still open, though.
The whole Christian world watches me. My holier-than-thou siblings expect me to follow their perfect paths. Soft. Kind. Rule-following. That's not me. I can't live like they do. Nay. Not yet. What's life about? Living and enjoying!
You know, I'm supposed to forgive, supposed to have a big heart... but there are two things I can't forgive. No, scratch that-two people. Raymond and Sienna. They set me up and got me into a big trouble!
I've got backup. Skylar, the politician's daughter, and Justine, the business mogul's kid. My amazingly crazy besties, my ride-or-dies. Together, we've got a mission. Just hoping we stay strong and that Yahweh doesn't show up.
You know what they say: many are the plans in a man's heart but...
-"They might scold you, tease you, and overstep your boundaries, but overprotective brothers love louder than words can say."-
In the heart of New York City, fifteen-year-old Callen Smith hides his troubled soul behind a mischievous grin. With a rap sheet as long as the Brooklyn Bridge, Callen's chaos is a mask for his mental health struggles. But a twist of fate lands him with five controlling brothers he never knew existed, or rather, he never knew he needed; flipping his world upside down.
As Callen navigates sibling rivalry and the absurdity of family ties, he glimpses the warmth he's been missing. Torn between chaos and newfound care, can Callen face his inner demons and embrace the family he needs? Or will he be stuck as a lost boy hidden in the shadows of his past?
Read "Shadows of the Past" By me, to see what happens next.
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