Bailey Rogers has been sheltered her entire life. With the lifestyle her father lived in the streets, it was crucial that he kept her hidden from the world. Bailey rarely left their gated estate. With a full staff that consisted of a nanny, chef, housekeeper, butler and tutor, Bailey was well taken care of until she became a teenager and was sent to the UK for boarding school. Ronald Rogers did everything in his power to protect his only child. He had the funds to give her the best and that's exactly what he did. What he didn't prepare for was being indicted by the FBI on kingpin charges. His accounts were immediately frozen, leaving his daughter out on her own. Ronald found himself doing something he never imagined doing, and that's making a deal with his best friend turned enemy, Frank Price, to ensure that his daughter isn't left out to dry. Jerrell Price has been preparing for the day he will take over his father's empire. His father, Frank, began teaching him the in and outs of the game the day he turned ten. To Jerrell, there is no one more powerful and more respected than his father. He holds his father's word as law, so when his father presented him with his plan to seal a deal with Ronald Rogers he knew not to question it. Jerrell will do anything to make his father proud, and that includes agreeing to marry a girl he doesn't know in order to expand his father's empire.

"Feels so good being bad. There's no way I'm turning back. Now the pain is for pleasure cause nothing can measure. Love is great, love is fine, out the box, out of line. The affliction of the feeling leaves me wanting more cause I may be bad but I'm perfectly good at it."

After a tragedy, Amila Johnson abandons her life in New York and retreats back to her birthplace of Houston. She tries to start anew but she can't get far with the skills of being an almost classically trained ballerina. Deciding to take up her friend's offer to pick up a few shifts at a coffee shop, she becomes reacquainted with a person from her past. He wants to help her but values his privacy and she doesn't like handouts. So, they formulate a contractual agreement. An agreement that's pleasurable for them both but will feelings get in the way of this act of ink and lust or will things stay professional. Luxury and sex; what's more to want?

"That's your fucking problem right there, Kai." "You want me to keep chasing you and I'm not doing that shit no more." He spat, looking into my eyes as I looked back into his. "You want to leave without letting me explain, then go ahead and leave, Kai." "I'm not stopping you." "But if you want this shit, Kai.." "Then come get it." He spoke sternly, unbuttoning his button down shirt as I stood there in shock, turning around completely to look up at him. Taking his shirt off, I watched as he stripped himself down as his muscular, tall, fit figure appeared and I can't say this man wasn't drop dead fine. Though I was so mad at him in this moment, my mouth dropped, looking at how good he looked. "I'm done chasing your ass, bruh." "You want me, come get me."

2-year-old Anovah Carter has to deal with the colorist parents she was "blessed" with. Her whole life has been filled with pain, sadness, and abuse. Will she ever get away? Farah and Treyton Williams have to live life not being able to conceive their own children. Their marriage has been filled with sadness and pain. Will they ever get their desired child?

All Rights Reserved. © Just your average brown skinny girl in a room full of thick thighs and fat asses. How could I compete with that? SKIN is about a 18 year old girl by the name of Sincerity Moore. Growing up Sin was bullied for how she looked. Being a skinny dark-skin female in her community wasn't praised instead it was put on the back burner. Sin stuggled with loving herself because of others. But when one of the most feared men in Atlanta Hassan Matthews crosses paths with Ms. Moore he begins to teach her a few things, like how to love herself. Unfornately with every hood love tale comes a load of drama. Sin's childhood best-friend Nasir Jones returns into her life in need of a favor, that could ultimately cost a life, maybe even her's. Will Sin be a loyal friend and put her life on the line for her bestfriend? Or will her loyalty suddenly lie in the hands of someone else? published: 1/21/16

(COMPLETE) Temah Amoah, an aspiring journalist and article editor joins one of the biggest companies that New York has to offer. She keeps to herself unless she is around family or extremely close friends. Her life is simple and a lack of complications all the way round until she meets her new boss. Douglas Coleman. Stubborn, dominant and intolerant to bullshìt. He has worked his way to the top and apart from a couple of flings, he never gets distracted. There is no way that this 5'6, curvy and inquisitive dark skinned beauty is going to throw him off! Right?....

"So when you gon' stop playing and let me hit that shit, Zuria?" Mitch asked while he smoked a blunt in my mother's living room and we both sat on the floor. "Let you hit this?" I asked, raising an eyebrow as I watched him blow smoke into the air. "Yeah." He smirked, cockily. "How about when you learn how to talk to your girlfriend?" I took the blunt out of this hands and smashed it on the ashtray that was on the coffee table. "Whatchu do that for?" He bit his bottom lip, leaning into me. "Hm?" He went on, softly biting my neck. "I've told you, you can't smoke in here, Mitchell." "You're really not even supposed to be here." I said to him, considering my mother did not condone boys in her house but here he was. He'd completely ignored me though as he mushed his head into my neck, leaving small kisses. "Stop." I whined playfully as he pushed himself up onto me and kissed my lips, pushing me backwards with our lips still attached. "Mitch." I spoke nervously as he climbed on top of me while I now laid my back onto the carpet. "Let me hit that shit, ma." He spoke softly into my ear as he continued leaving kisses on my neck. "Mitch, we cant. My mom will be home from work soon." I expressed to him but he ran his hands up my school skirt anyway. "Stop bitchin'." "Let me finally pop that cherry, Z." He spoke, putting his lips on mine as he slowly moved my underwear aside and rubbed his fingers against my Girl. "Mm." I moaned, unfamiliar with this feeling but it felt great. And though I knew my mother would be here soon, I no longer wanted to stop. He continued rubbing it as I laid there, looking up into his eyes. As I did, he smirked down at me and I smiled small, rubbing a hand down his cheek. I was so in love with this boy.

After a drug addicted mother and her daughter is separated from an alley raid, six year old Zahara learns to fend for herself. From eating out of trash cans to bathing in gas station bathrooms, a bonnie and clyde couple finds Sahara in the alley. Will they leave her? Or will they change and take her in? Read to find out

"Just fight a little while longer baby boy." "I'm tired."