Writers write, painters paint, musicians are in the studio. All artists are up at 3AM. Lovers are up as well; because 3AM is the hour at which all guards are let down; when we're at our purest. If you want to get to someone's soul, get them to talk at 3AM... Symphony Stewart is a beautiful girl with a far from beautiful past that she's trying to run away from, but you know what they say about running away from your past, 'it doesn't work because wherever you go, you take yourself with you'; and that's exactly what Symphony does. She takes her problems from Dallas with her to Houston, and without paying any attention, she collides into Kenyatta Kumar, a reckless talking, rude boy from Homestead with a horrid past all his own, a swag all his own, a cocky demeanor all his own; one that makes him see women for what they are, fuck buddies, that is until he meets the gray tornado eyed mean ass that is Symphony. It's their identical souls that push them together and pull them apart in this complicated love story. Is there such a thing as a happily-ever-after for people like them? Can they move past the pain of their pasts for a better future? Maybe. Ask them at 3:AM.

    Brooks, is in unfamiliar territory. He is charged with the murder of his wife. Did he have a motive to kill her...yes. Did he have an opportunity to kill her…yes. Was he the one standing over her body with the murder weapon in his hand…yes. Did he kill her…no. He is being framed. Not only does he have to turn to the brother he betrayed years ago robotics his innocence. He also had to deal with a politically driven prosecutor, who digs up every bit of dirt to prove that Vernon has a propensity for violence. Enter the sexy ex secret service agent Rene Naverone. They meet when she is issued the task of protecting his at times mischievous pop star daughter. She knows he is attached. She also knows she is tired of the same old song. But there is something about Vernon that makes her sing a different tune. In order to protect her heart and sanity, she issued a decree. Vernon will not be able to enter her fortress, prior to divorce papers being signed. She knows the true man behind the high-powered job and tailor made suits. However, does she know him well enough to prove his innocence? Drama, suspense, love, revenge, and politics, all unfold to produce the next installment of the Brooks Family.

    The chance meeting of Capo turns things from upside down to good all around. Take a ride with Jonnae as she realizes your first love isn't always real love & that hood love can be a good love.

    I was too young and dumb to realize good men didn't come around every day. At twenty-one, I gave King away thinking we needed to mature, sow our wild oats, find our passion, and all the other silly mess that I currently regret.He married someone else, but if she ever messed up, I was going to be there because he was still the man that was everything I ever wanted but didn't know I needed. One day, I hoped King would be mine again.Two years, I was still broken up about it. But, two years was all it took for her to do the unforgivable. That was all I needed. I was going to make him mine again.

    Being the good girl that she was, she had never smoked, drank, or done any drugs a day in her life. She had never even had a boyfriend, nor a first kiss. Pilar never found anyone worthy until one eventful night where she ran into one of the most sought-after men in her town. Legacy Powers came from an unstable household and had to practically raise himself and the adults around him. Known for his striking looks and charming demeanor, he kept three women in rotation and ran from commitment. That was until he ran into a rare beauty that set a fire in his once cold heart. Despite these two being total opposites, they find themselves incredibly drawn to each other like a magnet. After the first mishap on the first night they met, time quickly passes as they try to forget each other. However, what’s meant to be will be, despite what the journey throws at them. Could Pilar handle Legacy’s lifestyle and was Legacy ready to let his past life go? Will these two figure it out together or end up going their separate ways after the chaos ceases?

    

    

    But things really get interesting when Caesar and his boy Canyon come into the picture. These rich thugs have always been ones to get whatever they want--even sexy, stubborn women who think they can't be tamed!

    Right was a myth from the pits of hell. There was no way men could offer anything beyond fairytales and dick. I thought I’d constructed a fool-proof way to snag the man of my dreams. I thought my book of standards would weed out the unworthy fuck boys. But I struck out one too many times. Maybe there wasn’t anyone out there for me. I was ready to accept my fate until… I kissed him. He was an arrogant pain in the ass and I was perfectly fine hating him. Hating him was what I knew. But I didn’t know anything once he tipped my world upside down. I was falling hard and fast. I’d have to let go of my issues if I wanted to keep him. But that would be easier said than done.

    

    

    

    Louis ho. Yet no matter how powerful his status was throughout the city, when a situation comes up and he needs someone the most, his assistant, Hunter, or his “Rosé” as he likes to call her, is the only one who could possibly hold it down for him. Hunter Rosé Twenty-five year old plus sized beauty. Israel Bennett’s right hand. Yet with that same hand held up to God, she solemnly swears that she can’t stand her boss’ rude ass. Her man is convinced that she and Israel are sleeping together, but will one “business proposition” prove that analogy to be true? In this short, romantic novella, TaugJaye puts a different twist on urban fiction with the execution of this whimsical love affair. Hunter brings something to the table that Israel has been missing all of his life, but will she give into his charm, or play the game better than her boss does, and decide to walk away from him as if nothing between them had ever happened?

     This is a brief "glimpse" into the lives of Prototype keyboardist Bam Mosley and Cassandra James following the events in their book, 'Loving Cassie' —Book 4 of The Prototype Series. *This super short story is best read only after you've completed The Prototype Series in its entirety. (The Prototype Series reading order: Happiness In Jersey, Finding Kennedy, Keeping Willow, and Loving Cassie).

    Cherry wasn’t sure how she would be able to go on with life, but her daughter, Angel, and her boyfriend of two years, Devonte, gave her the strength to go on. Devonte was Cherry’s first love and first everything. He was all she knew. Her mother couldn’t stand him and often voiced her opinion, feeling as if her daughter deserved better, but Cherry lived and breathed Devonte. Besides her daughter, Devonte was her life. That was until she ran into an unforgettable bad boy, Javi. Not able to get him out of her mind, Cherry does everything in her power to forget about the mystery man who has caught her eye, but everywhere she turns, Javi is there. Can she stay faithful to the one guy who everyone seems to hate yet she loves? Can she avoid temptation? Javi wasn’t your average man. Decorated in tattoos from head to toe, tall, decked out in the flyest and finest jewelry and fashion, no kids, muscular and downright fine, he would stop any woman dead in her tracks. Not one for relationships, Javi also wasn’t the one for love. Being the man in the streets, he was always about his paper. Growing up poor, he refused to ever struggle again in life. He was content with just his cars and his money, but bumping into Cherry made him rethink everything pertaining to women, but there was just one thing stopping him: her boyfriend. Cherry’s best friend Kabrina is madly in love with a guy who doesn’t want her, so when she found herself pregnant, alone and confused, she contemplated whether to keep her baby. Having an unfaithful baby daddy certainly didn’t help. Plagued by drama, secrets and lies, will Kabrina keep her baby? You haven’t lived yet until you get a man from the dirty south. After all, there’s nothing like some down south loving.