They are stronger, smarter, and wiser than they ever knew. And when it comes to the man that you love, there’s nothing you wouldn’t do to be with him. Meet The Real Blockwives of Atlanta...

    Taraj was introduced into the game of life at the ripe age of eleven. Against her will, she’s thrust into some of the seediest acts known to man. She soon finds out that this world is cruel, and she must fight against the grain to truly live. One tumultuous situation after another, Taraj attempts to weather the storms. Steve is the man that is forcibly in her life. He seemingly offers his helping hand to a troubled Taraj, but his help comes at a heavy price. Eventually, things seem grimier than ever before…until Taz enters the picture. Coming fully equipped with his own demons, he’s the unlikeliest person to ever reach back and rescue the next. But there’s something about Taraj that compels him to save her, even if she’s unaware of needing saving. In Taraj’s world, being pretty had never done a thing for her besides bringing heartache and pain to her doorstep. Surely Taz is just like all the others; waiting to take advantage. Life has hardened her, and she’s become a promiscuous girl. Therefore, she can’t see the forest for all the trees. Ultimately, she needs to be saved from herself; but who’s willing to take on that task? Will Taz be her knight in shiny armor, or will he lead her down a fast road of self-destruction?

    She didn't give a fuck about men and she only cared about their money. She swore that the way that she lived was the only way, and often attempted to convince her close friend Samantha to give up on having a traditional love, and join in on her Ghetto Girl Games that she plays. Shockingly engaging, and filled with jaw dropping scenes that will leave you speechless. The lustful infatuation for money, and the unbelievable thirst for the shiny life will keep you shaking your head at these women. And in case you were wondering...if you sell your food stamps so that you can go to the club; then you are also playing Ghetto Girl Games. But that's just the game for beginners, so check out these pros and how they navigate through life in the projects.

    I continue to rub my hands through her ponytail as I look over at her. “No, I will have this job and they gon’ love me. I’ll be the best Krystal they’ll ever know.” She looks over towards me not smiling as she says with trembling lips, “What…do you…mean?” With one shove of my hand I slam her face into the steering wheel, not once, or twice, or three times, but four or maybe five. I lose count as blood oozes out her nose, mouth and eyes. Her body stops shaking and sudden the car starts moving slowly forward as she takes her foot off of the brake. I reach over placing the car in park quickly. Removing my other hand from the back of her head, I look around on the quiet street, not seeing anyone in sight. Tossing my book bag into the backseat of her green Toyota, Camry, I lean over grabbing her, pulling her lifeless body over toward the passenger’s seat. Opening the passenger’s door I get out, placing her in the seat I just escape from. With her head slouched down, I close the door and run around to the driver’s door. Opening the door, I look down seeing all her blood splashed on the steering wheel.

    Since the nigga who lived there had left to go out of town to take some “work,” a female was left to watch the house until he returned. The dope and money was stashed in a bedroom closet on the first floor. All we had to do was a quick house invasion. I parked down the street from the house. It was a nice Spanish style brick home. Pink and fuchsia zinnias limed the flagstone walkway. There was a eerie quietness about the house as we approached, I had my nine in my drawers. Ski Mask had the .380. I could feel my palms sweating, my pulse racing as I looked around prepare to knock. It felt like I had been injected with high octane fuel in my veins. All the lights were off inside the house, I looked around suspiciously and knocked on the door. I looked at Ski Mask. He looked nervous as hell. Suddenly there was a feminine voice on the other side of the door. “Who is it?”“Mike from across the street. There’s a fire in your yard.” “A fire?” She opened the door and there stood one of the baddest bitches I had never seen. Fine like a model, light skinned with hazel eyes, long blonde hair weave, big titties with nipples pointing right at me. I leveled my pistol to her head and rushed inside. She looked like she wanted to scream. “Bitch, if you make a sound, I’ma kill you!” She nodded her head, “Take anything you want. Just don’t hurt me. I’ll do anything you ask.” I turned around to shut the door and noticed Ski Mask was gone, Scary as nigga, I said to myself, and pushed the chick toward the hall where the bedroom was located, Second door on the right, Ski Mask had told me. I moved fast, according to the plan. The home was plush with expensive furniture and thick shag carpeting, At the bedroom door, as I was about to open it, I thought I heard a floor board paneling creek above me on the second floor. This bitch was watching me closely as I turned the bedroom doorknob. Maybe it was my mind playin tricks on me, but the chick didn’t act as scared as broads normally do, all cryin n shit. She was watching me, nibbling on her bottom lip. I noticed lipstick had smeared on her front teeth, so instead of going through the bedroom door first, I gestured for her to enter. She hesitated and walked in. I couldn’t help noticing her fat ass jiggling in the short satin nightgown.Inside the bedroom, it was a king sized bed with lots of mirrors with fancy chairs and a matching mahogany dresser. Suddenly the strangest thing happened, it was surreal. The chick started to undress. “Bitch, wha’cha doin?!” I exclaimed, I thought I heard foot steps outside the bedroom door, this shit was bizarre. She slithered out the gown. The fur between her legs was trimmed like a heart.“Lemme suck dat dick,” she cooed. Stupefied, I frowned at her. I felt like I was having out of body experience, I was moving slow and she was going fast. She sashayed over to the bed and lay on her back, spreading her legs. Pink pussy galore. She wiggled a finger at me, like “come here.” Something about her startled my senses, tingling, alarming, signaling for me to go, run! But I couldn’t if I wanted to. Not with a million dollars and enough dope to have a nigga straight for a lifetime. I walked over to the closet door with my eye on the bitch."

    Sienna and Frog are back and even wilder than before! They are young, and dangerously in love with each other. Kema is still a boss making bossed up decisions, and one of which is maintaining order in her crew- which grows harder by the day. Too much money too fast complicates things. Add jealousy, betrayal, and backstabbing friends; and you've stumbled onto the battlefield of the streets... Where no prisoners are taken but all challenges are welcomed.An exciting fast paced action packed thriller intertwined with complicated love hate relationships that are authentic and just as crazy as the ones in everyday life.

    She understands the rules and ways of men and uses them at every opportunity to get what she wants. But all of her successful game playing came to a screeching halt when she ran into Carlos Seguin, a young and handsome Mexican billionaire. She thought he was just another mark; just another married man she could play and milk for some serious paper. Enter Lesha’s world as she learns too late that game recognizes game; and when love is involved, rules get broken, boundaries get crossed, and nothing is ever what it seems.Nothing is off the table, not even her life.

    But when Rain walks away from the accident and disappears into thin air, she sets off a chain of events that Imran never saw coming. Jahzara finds herself struggling with what do next and ends up fighting for her life. The hate is still real and it's far worse than before. The murder, lies, and deceit continues as these characters are Hated by Many, and Loved by None.

    After serving a 3 year bid, Marquez swore to himself that he would never step foot in another prison. Determined to turn his life around, Marquez occupies his days working at a local car shop. Despite the low pay and endless hours, Marquez does not let that deter him. His world is then shaken up the moment he meets Breanna, a cute, around the way girl, whose main focus in life is attaining her degree and escaping the gritty projects of Brownsville, Brooklyn, for good. Both from troubled pasts, they find themselves drawn to each other in ways they would’ve never fathomed. Breanna becomes the light to Marquez’s life as she opens his heart to something foreign to him. Love. Marquez then begins to realize the possibilities of obtaining a better life outside of the hood. It is until he is faced with an unexpected tragedy that shatters his world for the worst. His dark past now becomes a reality as the grim streets claw at every ounce of his sanity. Now, Marquez must decide whether to continue on the right path he vowed to take or succumb to the dangerous lifestyle he has always known. The streets.

    Nakhai loves Quinn as if she was his little sister, and wants nothing but the best for her. When Quinn makes the decision that she wants to help Nakhai run the “business” while DJ is locked up, he is reluctant, butagainst his better judgment, he brings her in and teaches her everything. Khai has just stepped up from the world of marijuana and into the world of cocaine and has linked up with the only other team that can make as much money if not more than he can. When Khai links up with Stylez and Mar, the streets of Buffalo don’t know what hit them. After running into Quinn in the mall, Stylez wants nothing more to make her his, but can he handle the fact that she’s the other half of the duo that’s serving him his product? Will Quinn ever tell Stylez that she is his supplier, or will she remain a silent partner until her brother comes home and bow out gracefully without ever saying anything to him?

    She finds it hard to believe life could get any worse than it already is. With a mama who's addicted to herion and a sister who hates her, she soon finds out that her best friend Passion is all she's got.Elijah "Eli" Reynolds is from North Carolina. After the tragic death of his son, he moves to Atlanta to start over. He hooks up with his cousin Amp and take over the A that was until he laid eyes on Chy.After being raped by her moms drug dealer, lines are crossed and bodies start dropping. Take a ride with Chy to see if she have what it takes to become the Queen of Bankhead.

    She is heir to a throne of deceit, lies, and betrayal.Her father, Darnell Clayton, has made money hand over fist by pushing drugs into every junkie and crackhead in the DMV. He wants his legacy of murder and mayhem to live on through his only child.YaYa and her life-long best friend, ShaNiqua “NiQue” Watkins, were bred to run the streets of DC with a ruthless hand. Unfortunately, during their reign of power, family secrets are unearthed. A fierce stream of terror, sex and lies rock the very foundation Darnell has built.http://www.amazon.com/Dirty-DNA-ebook...

    She had to fend for herself at a young age; life was hard from the get-go, and she must figure out a way to get herself out of the poverty stricken environment. Unlike other girls her age, young Mimi wants more out of life; she wants a way out of the ghetto. Fate intervenes on her behalf when she meets one of New Orleans’ biggest dope boys. She instantly falls in love with this mysterious stranger; everything in her life changes for the better and her future seems brighter. She will soon learn however, that being a hustler’s wife comes with serious consequences. Years later, Mimi decides to move to Atlanta, where she has it all; a beautiful family, fast cars, the finest clothes and everything that she’s ever dreamt about. How can a woman that has so much going for herself be so unhappy? With a man that’s constantly cheating and her past rapidly catching up to her, she must figure out a way to get all these secrets out in the open—without taking a loss. Take a ride on this roller coaster with Amina Washington and uncover the SECRETS OF A KEPT BITCH.

    His bloodline was of power, and he felt that it was only right that he reign as the most powerful Power family member to date. With a soft spot for women and a sore spot for snitches, he set out to lay down the foundation of his character from the streets of Houston to the city of Atlanta. **13,000 word short story****Also, make sure you pre-order Bankroll Squad 4 on Kindle**

    With loving men of power comes drama and jealousy. Can Briana and Persia handle everything that comes their way or will they crack under pressure? They say that love is forever but is forever enough?