Kirjahaku

Even bad boys are capable of having good hearts. Give her Love. Give her Power. travels to the slums of Channing City and places a magnifying glass on the lives of the biggest hustlers with the biggest hearts.

I assumed it was the start of nothing. But, the way that his existence validated my senses, I quickly learned that it was the start of something. From the moment my eyes rested on him, the gravitational pull was inexplicable. It wasn't that I ever wanted to explain, either. Not to my mind. Not to my soul. Not to my heart. And, not to my lungs that possibly wondered why I had been deprived of more oxygen since the day he'd walked into my room than I had in my entire life. Because, then I would have to conjure a hell of an excuse as to why I was combating every follicle that summed up my own existence, beliefs and morals. Unfortunately, I had none. Not one. All I knew was that I'd been captured by the husky beast and the eagerness to be saved had failed me. I wanted to be here. Right here. And nowhere else in the world would suffice.

Beautiful disaster.The first thing that comes to mind when I think of her.Who hurt you?The first question comes to mind when I open my mouth to greet her.Although it wasn't the easiest to reach, I knew her heart was pure. Gentle to the touch yet stubborn as a bull, she made it hard to resist her. Unintentionally, she sank her hooks in me. She was the calm before my storm. A thunderous, darkening storm with lightning that graciously exposed the paternity of my brother and me. Though the gloom of it all lingered above both our heads, the winds that accompanied the storm were the breath of fresh air that I needed. Instead of the hovering clouds producing gazillions of little droplets of rain, they showered me with new siblings, nieces, nephews, sister-in-laws, and brother-in-laws. For so long, it had just been me, my mother, my cousins, and my brother. But, then there was her and eventually, them. Simultaneously, I found my father and my forever. And, I was ready for whatever when it came down to them both.Victim of my despair.That's what I believe him to be.Why must you continue hurting yourself to love me?It's the question I desperately want to ask the man who sees no flaws in such a flawed woman.Persistent, he was - unintentionally making it most difficult to bury my trauma. Forgetting the past and what it had done to me wasn't easy. I lived with the consequences of it all each and every day. But, him, he made me want to. The issue was, I couldn't. Not for him. Not for me. Not for our future. So, instead of stringing him along, I prayed each day that he'd find someone to fill the void that his heart must've suffered from because I couldn't. But, he didn't want anyone else. He wanted me. I just didn't have myself to give. Not to him... and not even to me.

Ever had a man to put you first? Prioritize your presence.Emphasize your existence. Maintain his focus... on you? Over everything? As if it was nothing? I hadn't either, not until him. Not until Harlem Knight.

She's an angel.And she doesn't mind dancing with a demon.That's why I'd move mountains, dry seas, and hydrate the desert if it made her happy. She brought goodness to the world. It was only right that I made it hers, along with the two tiny beauties that shared her hazel eyes and perfect smile. For them, I'd do whatever. For them, I'd become whoever.He's a protector.And, a far cry from the menace they've labeled him.He's just misunderstood. That's why I'd climb the highest mountain, cross the widest seas, and conquer the desert if it brought us closer together. He brought so much wholesomeness to the world. It was only right that I made him a part of mine, along with my two minis who shared my story and sentiments. Because of him, we'd found happiness. Because of him, we'd found home.

She's a gem.And on an entirely different level than the women I'm accustomed to.She's loyal and about her paper. That's why I'd sacrifice the only friendships I'd ever known, wait for however long it took her to be ready, and happily sever ties with anyone who didn't agree with or was against our union. Because the little spoiled brat that I once considered off-limits had given me a taste of her forbidden fruit and there was nothing I'd stop at to maintain the privilege of burying my seeds in her garden.He's a friend.And doesn't mind risking it all for me.The truth is, I just can't get enough of him...

When souls are tied, it's never goodbye.A boy, I was, the day that I met you that summer evening, pulling your belongings out of the truck and into your new home. I knew it was love then.A whole man, I was, the day that you met me at the altar and agreed to love me until death do us part.A shell of a man, I've become since it did. Unable to move on, move forward, or progress in any way until I discovered that not even death was permanent enough to keep us apart.A better man, I'm destined to be, knowing that at some capacity you're still with me. Our love is one that never dies. It moves mountains. It calms seas. It transfers souls and shifts lifetimes knowing that there is no one else in this world made for loving me.

I'ma spin and spin and spin and spin again.Gutted, I was, the day you left my side, but I understood that it was no one's fault but mine. I pushed you away, wearing my pain on my sleeve while pursuing a passion that stemmed from that very pain. In the end, you decided to choose yourself and I could never fault you for that. But, it hurt and still does til this day.Anticipation. It kept me waiting for the day you'd walk back into my life. I padlocked my heart to keep everyone out until that day came because there was something in me that convinced me that life wasn't cruel enough to keep us apart. I kept the faith that you'd return.Dazed, I considered myself the day that you did, knowing there was no way I would let you go again. In any capacity, I needed you in my world, so even with stipulations, I agreed. It didn't matter how much or how little, I just needed you there.Crushed, I am knowing that we've grown to be different people with different views on life and we're no longer aligned. But, baby, I'ma spin and spin again until we are. Because there's no nigga in the world who deserves to love you more than I do.

I'm not the n*gga you can creep with, Pretty.Smitten, I was, the day I stepped into your space, uninvited and unable to give a simple fuck.Aroused, I was, the second your lips parted and your words serenaded me. Without a doubt, I knew I would take the opportunity to part the lower pair and mark my territory with precision.Disheartened, I was to learn that you had vowed to another n*gga what should've been mine from the beginning, whether I'd stumbled into your world yet or not. The fact that you settled without meeting me first left a bitter taste in my mouth, forcing my hand. My mission was easily established, and I refused to rest until you were beside me.Whole, I became, the moment God answered those prayers I put in and blessed me beyond measure. From that day, my priority has been and will always be catering to your every desire because you deserve a love that doesn't make you wonder, whimper, or worry. I've got that kind of love and I'm here to give it to you.

I am Rather Childers...I am one of seven women...I am one of eight siblings ...I am the daughter of Richie & Rhea...And, I am wanted by the federal government...I traded my career and livelihood for a life of leisure in St. Catana that guarantees my freedom and eliminates the chances of extradition. Not only for me but for my family as well. Two years ago, our superior's freedom was on the line. To secure his rightful place amongst his siblings, a sacrifice had to be made.I was the sacrifice.And, in ninety days, I am set to marry a Valentine who hunts, kills, and deals for a living. His head is as hot as it is large. He's a troublemaker. He's a liability to his family and mine. My job? Turn him into an asset before the government turns him into bait.While that job might be simple, due to my extensive background in mental and emotional health, getting down the aisle isn't. Because he's not the only man's mind I'm willing to infiltrate. Past affiliations lead me down a dark, sinister path that emphasizes my betrayal, dishonesty, and disobedience. In the end, I'm left scrambling to make good on the promises my family made. The only issue is that I could easily sacrifice my body. It was my heart that troubled me.I am a therapist.I am The Therapist.And, I am, in fact, a traitor.

The second edition of Luca is here. Grey Huffington has changed, rearranged, and added to the original version of the notorious book, Luca. After a full year run on the best-sellers chart, Luca is revived. He's BIGGER and BETTER.She's an angel.And she doesn't mind dancing with a demon.That's why I'd move mountains, dry seas, and hydrate the desert if it made her happy. She brought goodness to the world. It was only right that I made it hers, along with the two tiny beauties that shared her hazel eyes and perfect smile. For them, I'd do whatever. For them, I'd become whoever.He's a protector.And, a far cry from the menace they've labeled him.He's just misunderstood. That's why I'd climb the highest mountain, cross the widest seas, and conquer the desert if it brought us closer together. He brought so much wholesomeness to the world. It was only right that I made him a part of mine, along with my two minis that shared my story and sentiments. Because of him, we'd found happiness. Because of him, we'd found home.