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Who can Kiam trust when friends behave as ruthlessly as enemies and the person that he is most loyal to is the very one that has a gun aimed at his back? Reeling in a bloodthirsty rage, he takes to the streets with only one mission on his mind—vengeance. Blood stained hands and deceitful hearts have destroyed an undying allegiance. As Kiam unleashes his vicious murder game on known adversaries, he overlooks the true enemy which is nearest, however, spilled blood will lead him to the truth. These jaunt of revelations will untangle a cleverly spun web of deception. Ride with the authors through the cruddy streets of Cleveland, Ohio as they reveal that sometimes the bitch you can’t trust is the one closest to you. Trust No Bitch III: Deadly Alliance. The saga concludes.
When the identity of the traitor in Kiam's clique is revealed justice is served swiftly and with no mercy, sending a message to the others that betrayal will be met with death. But has Kiam really uncovered the treacherous one in his midst or is the true culprit of disloyalty and larceny still hidden behind her beauty and guile, sacrificing her sister to save herself?With so many secrets untold and many new and dangerous alliances being formed what will happen when things heat up in the streets and jealousy and hidden agendas begin to rear their ugly heads? When beauty can no longer hide the evil within who will feel the wrath of deadly silence?
When the identity of the traitor in Kiam's clique is revealed justice is served swiftly and with no mercy, sending a message to the others that betrayal will be met with death. But has Kiam really uncovered the treacherous one in his midst or is the true culprit of disloyalty and larceny still hidden behind her beauty and guile, sacrificing her sister to save herself? With so many secrets untold and many new and dangerous alliances being formed what will happen when things heat up in the streets and jealousy and hidden agendas begin to rear their ugly heads? When beauty can no longer hide the evil within who will feel the wrath of deadly silence?
TRUST NO MAN is an urban street tale told in such vivid detail and with such gritty and compelling style it's like watching a movie that keeps you on the edge of your seat from start to finish. Terrence aka Youngblood is a young and jiggy stick-up kid in ATL with strict street principles respect for the code of his game, loyalty to those who are loyal to him, and much baby mama drama. Shan, Youngblood s cocaine sniffin baby mama, violates him when she hooks up with one of his partnaz while Youngblood is serving a bid. When Youngblood touches down, it s on and poppin . Rich kid, a flamboyant drug kingpin wants to put Youngblood on his team, but Youngblood prefers to get his the fast way the ski mask way. When Youngblood hits a big lick, he finds out that more money means more problems. Who can he trust? The answer will leave you speechless. TRUST NO MAN is a story of murder, sex, money, bling, love, and betrayal. Get ready to have your every emotion touched. TRUST NO MAN will do that!
ALICE FEENEYS NEW YORK TIMES AND INTERNATIONAL BESTSELLER “Boldly plotted, tightly knotted—a provocative true-or-false thriller that deepens and darkens to its ink-black finale. Marvelous.” —AJ Finn, author of The Woman in the Window My name is Amber Reynolds. There are three things you should know about me: 1. I’m in a coma. 2. My husband doesn’t love me anymore. 3. Sometimes I lie. Amber wakes up in a hospital. She can’t move. She can’t speak. She can’t open her eyes. She can hear everyone around her, but they have no idea. Amber doesn’t remember what happened, but she has a suspicion her husband had something to do with it. Alternating between her paralyzed present, the week before her accident, and a series of childhood diaries from twenty years ago, this brilliant psychological thriller asks: Is something really a lie if you believe it's the truth?
The femme fatale of the streets is back and she's deadlier than ever. Precious miraculously survives her brush with death, but the celebration is cut short when tragedy strikes. Convinced that Nico Carter is responsible for ripping her world apart, Precious? sole purpose for living is to make him pay in blood.
"A display of scientific courage and imagination." —William Saletan, New York Times Book Review Why do people—even identical twins reared in the same home—differ so much in personality? Armed with an inquiring mind and insights from evolutionary psychology, Judith Rich Harris sets out to solve the mystery of human individuality.
After his father was executed, Lil T vowed to seek revenge against every individual who played a part in Youngbloods downfall. Anybody who s testimonies helped convict Youngblood and send him to death row was sure to catch hell on Earth. Following in his father s footstep s, Lil T dons the name Trouble, and his name holds the true weight of its meaning. The time has arrived when Lil T is all grown up and filled with bitterness. He s dead-set on avenging his father s death. The ATL is about to feel his pain! By his side like a trustworthy glock is his beautiful but deadly ride or die shawdy Kamora. Together they cannot be denied. Only one thing can break their bond as they rob, murder, extort and inflict vengeance.
NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLER Featured as One of Summer’s most anticipated reads by the Los Angeles Times, Vogue, Vulture, Entertainment Weekly, ELLE, Buzzfeed, and Bitch Media. From the author of I Don’t Want to Die Poor and in the style of New York Times bestsellers You Can’t Touch My Hair, Bad Feminist, and I'm Judging You, a timely collection of alternately hysterical and soul‑searching essays about what it is like to grow up as a creative, sensitive black man in a world that constantly tries to deride and diminish your humanity. It hasn’t been easy being Michael Arceneaux. Equality for LGBTQ people has come a long way and all, but voices of persons of color within the community are still often silenced, and being Black in America is…well, have you watched the news? With the characteristic wit and candor that have made him one of today’s boldest writers on social issues, I Can’t Date Jesus is Michael Arceneaux’s impassioned, forthright, and refreshing look at minority life in today’s America. Leaving no bigoted or ignorant stone unturned, he describes his journey in learning to embrace his identity when the world told him to do the opposite. He eloquently writes about coming out to his mother; growing up in Houston, Texas; being approached for the priesthood; his obstacles in embracing intimacy that occasionally led to unfortunate fights with fire ants and maybe fleas; and the persistent challenges of young people who feel marginalized and denied the chance to pursue their dreams. Perfect for fans of David Sedaris, Samantha Irby, and Phoebe Robinson, I Can’t Date Jesus tells us—without apologies—what it’s like to be outspoken and brave in a divisive world.
From the USA TODAY bestselling author of Sweet Thing and Nowhere But Here comes a love story about a Craigslist “missed connection” post that gives two people a second chance at love fifteen years after they were separated in New York City. To the Green-eyed Lovebird: We met fifteen years ago, almost to the day, when I moved my stuff into the NYU dorm room next to yours at Senior House. You called us fast friends. I like to think it was more. We lived on nothing but the excitement of finding ourselves through music (you were obsessed with Jeff Buckley), photography (I couldn’t stop taking pictures of you), hanging out in Washington Square Park, and all the weird things we did to make money. I learned more about myself that year than any other. Yet, somehow, it all fell apart. We lost touch the summer after graduation when I went to South America to work for National Geographic. When I came back, you were gone. A part of me still wonders if I pushed you too hard after the wedding… I didn’t see you again until a month ago. It was a Wednesday. You were rocking back on your heels, balancing on that thick yellow line that runs along the subway platform, waiting for the F train. I didn’t know it was you until it was too late, and then you were gone. Again. You said my name; I saw it on your lips. I tried to will the train to stop, just so I could say hello. After seeing you, all of the youthful feelings and memories came flooding back to me, and now I’ve spent the better part of a month wondering what your life is like. I might be totally out of my mind, but would you like to get a drink with me and catch up on the last decade and a half? M