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Wednesday, August 29, 2012
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Thursday, August 23, 2012
Giveaway Time!!!!!!!
Giveaway Time! the first person to answer all of these questions currently will win the kindle ebooks Murderville 2 by Ashley and Jaquavis, Porn Stars 2 by Fabiola Joseph and Matthew Ramsey AND Daisy Jones by Mack Mama. In order to enter this contest you MUST be a follower of this blog.
1) What is the release date for Prada Plan 3 by Ashley Antoinette?
2) How much are all of Fabiola Joseph's kindle books?
3) What is T.Styles latest release?
4) What is Traci Bee's latest release?
5) Who discovered Ashley and Jaqauvis?
6) What book covers are on the profile picture in my urban books club on fb?
7) Name 3 Francis Ray novels.
8) Fill in the blank: A Gangster and a Gentlemen by Kiki Swinson and _________.
9) Fill in the blank: The sequel to The Million Dollar Divorce is ___________.
10) What is My Urban Books twitter name?
Tuesday, August 14, 2012
Wednesday, August 1, 2012
The Art of Deceit 2 by Fabiola Joseph Sneak Peak
Chapter 1
The next ten minutes of my life came in spurts. People,
people all around but there was only one face that I knew. Stress riddled the
once soft face of the man, the only man that really loved me. It was bleak, and
scared, and worried. BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, that annoying sound went on and on. My
body burned with anger and with pain. Flashes of the night’s events and the
blood that hypothetically stained my hands were a constant reminder of my lost
soul.
“Tay, where’s Tay?”
I asked as I pulled at
the cords that seemed to be coming out of my body.
“Tangie, were going to need for you to calm down. Tay’von
is fine, don’t worry about him. We have to get you and your baby stable.”
I looked into the face
of the white young guy who worked on me as if he saw pregnant women with
bullets burned into their flesh every day and realized where I was.
“FUCK, FUCK, FUCK ME. That bitch shot me didn’t she? Oh
my god, what about my baby, oh god my baby.”
I touched my stomach
and prayed that I didn’t fuck up the mistake that I once wished didn’t happen.
I remembered cursing myself for fucking so many men with no protection. I
remember the pure anger I had for the extra person I was now carrying around
with me. Why did this happen to me I asked myself? He or she was only going to
slow me down, I didn’t want this, it wasn’t part of the plan. I said trying to
convince myself. But now, now I wanted my baby more than ever. I wanted to make
Tay’von happy, I wanted to make him a father.
“Just tell me Carl, is he dead, did she kill him?”
Carl had been sitting
beside the whole time, silently saying his own prayers.
“Who is “she”?”
“That fucking bitch Shamika, did she kill him? I swear
Carl, I didn’t want it to go down this way. I had no fucking way of knowing
this would happen, AHHHHH.”
I screamed out in pain.
It was becoming unbearable. There was so much blood, blood seemed to surround
me, it was too much to just be all mine, Carl was bleeding too.
“Shamika didn’t shoot you Tangie, the cops,,,,,,,,,,they
shot you,,,,,,,,,, me,,,,,,,,,,, and Tay.”
“Sir, Sir, are you saying that you’re shot too. Oh my
god, okay, I’m going to cut off your pants, just lean back for me?”
It was now a mad house
inside of the ambulance. While the cute white guy worked on me, his partner
checked Carl’s bullet wounds. As my eye lids grew heavy, there was so much I
wanted to know. There was so much that I wanted to say. There were so many
apologies I wanted to give, but I couldn’t. I was too tired, I was too weak,
and it was too late.
“Wait, he’s bleeding from somewhere else too, look for
another puncture wound.”
My eyes closed and
opened over and over again. The more time that passed the longer they stayed
closed.
“Here, I found one. He’s hit in the chest. Alert the
hospital that we have two in critical condition.”
Carl let out a loud
groan as they applied pressure to his chest wound. Before my eyes closed for
good, I saw a gut wrenching scene. His body stiffened then started to shake. I
couldn’t tell what was happening but I did know that it wasn’t good. I gathered
all of the strength in my body and reached for his hand. And as our fingers
met, I regretted everything bad I had ever done to him. His love for me was
pure and without malice. He wanted nothing from me but love and respect and I
had been too selfish to give him that.
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Beep, beep,
beep, beeeeeeeeeeeeeeep.
“Could
someone please shut that fucking thing off?”
I didn’t know how long it had been or when I got to the
hospital but that beeping had to go. I looked around the privet sterile room
and still felt like I had no answers. Where was everyone? I was alone, scared,
and cold. The chill of the room kept my temperature low but the cold I felt was
from within. What happened at the house, with Shamika, with Tony, and with Tay
felt like a reoccurring dream. It played in my mind like a DVD that skipped.
Scenes jumped in and out rendering me confused.
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