New Book Alert – Shattered 2

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The humiliation and guilt of so many bad decisions; created more dark days and nights of tears and shattered conditions.

The shattered remnants of Camille’s life are so entangled in her soul, that no matter how much she tries to release them, they are hard to let go.

After experiencing tragedy, pain and loss; she decided it was time to get the help she desperately needs. She began to take prayer and therapy seriously and fight for her marriage, all to help her succeed.

And things started to get better.

She received the nomination for judge, her family and friends are good, she’s smiling … Until she comes face to face with the one who’s trying to sabotage her career and it’s the last person she expected. Devastated and hurt, she does what has always worked for her, to hide her pain and run.

In the finale of this Shattered series, Camille has to pick up the pieces of her life, again. This time it’s proving to be harder because she’ll have to give up things, fight against what hurts, admit she hard truths and say goodbye; all while realizing, she has more tears to cry.

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The humiliation and guilt of so many bad decisions; created more dark days and nights of tears and shattered conditions.

The shattered remnants of Camille’s life are so entangled in her soul, that no matter how much she tries to release them, they are hard to let go.

After experiencing tragedy, pain and loss; she decided it was time to get the help she desperately needs. She began to take prayer and therapy seriously and fight for her marriage, all to help her succeed.

And things started to get better.

She received the nomination for judge, her family and friends are good, she’s smiling … Until she comes face to face with the one who’s trying to sabotage her career and it’s the last person she expected. Devastated and hurt, she does what has always worked for her, to hide her pain and run.

In the finale of this Shattered series, Camille has to pick up the pieces of her life, again. This time it’s proving to be harder because she’ll have to give up things, fight against what hurts, admit she hard truths and say goodbye; all while realizing, she has more tears to cry.

Get caught up with part 1 before part 2 releases, 11/28/19

Part 1 — Available HERE

First Chapter Peek of Ms. Nice Nasty 2

Ms Nice Nasty 2

“What the fuck!” Thomas yells as the bullet passes his head and lodges into the door.

“You crazy bitch!” I scream, running towards Jyema.

“Stop before I shoot at your ass too.”

“And then what, Jyema? What is your endgame?” When she doesn’t answer, I continue. “You haven’t thought that far, have you?” I laugh. “You stupid motherfucker! It’s always you cute chicks that’s crazy as fuck!”

“Camille, what in the hell is going on?”

“Yea, Camille, why don’t you tell your husband what is going on?” Jyema laughs.

“I am so glad you find this funny but answer this: what has been your point in all of this? You’ve been stalking me for months, calling me all times of day and night, leaving notes and pictures, busting windows out of my car, calling my job and for what?”

“She’s been the one doing all those things?” Thomas asks, pointing at Jyema. “I bet you were the one that blamed Chelle for all that stuff too?”

“Shut up!” she screams. “Shut the fuck up both of you! Thomas, she doesn’t care about your whining ass, can’t you see that? In fact, she doesn’t care about anybody but herself.”

“Girl,” I laugh, “what is your point? Telling him is going to do what — make him leave me? Oh, I get it. You’re mad because I wouldn’t spend any more time with you.”

“You pushed me off like I was nothing. Like I didn’t mean shit to you.”

“Do you hear yourself? We weren’t in a relationship. We were two consenting adults enjoying each other’s company, making each other feel good, but now your ass has gone crazy.”

“I’m not crazy. I just wanted you and you blew me off!”

“You have a whole husband,” I say to her.

“And? You do too, but it didn’t stop you from coming to me.”

“For fun, Jyema! For fucking fun, but now you’re standing here on the night I am supposed to be celebrating my installation to judgeship with a gun pointed at me and my husband.”

“Wow!” Thomas says. “Just when I think our lives can’t get any worse. Isn’t she Brock’s wife?”

“Don’t start, Thomas. Now is not the time.”

“It’s never the time. What else is it going to take for you to see you need help? Standing here with this crazy bit—”

“Say it and I’ll put a bullet in your ass,” Jyema warns walking over to Thomas.

“Okay, stop. Just calm down. What do you want?” I ask her.

“I want you to leave with me.”

“What? And go where? To Happilyeverafterville? You do know that security is probably out in the hallway as we speak?”

“I don’t know! Just shut up and move,” she replies, opening the door.

“I’m not going anywhere with you.”

“Yes, you are. Let’s go.” She grabs my arm.

“Look, fool, why don’t you leave before the police get here in order to save both of us a lot of embarrassment.”

“I’m not going anywhere without you.”

“And she isn’t getting out of here without going to jail,” Thomas says.

“Drop the gun!” a police officer shouts.

She pushes me back into the room, closes the door and begins to panic.

“Jyema, look. You need to open the door and we’ll figure this shit out. I am sure the media is all over this by now and this is the last thing I need.”

“Fuck! It’s always about you, Cam! I ought to shoot your ass right now and get it over with.”

“And then what? Are you willing to spend the rest of your life in jail for shooting a judge?”

“Not if I kill myself too.”

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Freaky Friday Excerpt …. Ms. Nice Nasty 2

Ms Nice Nasty 2

Click HERE“Hey, you still up?” I ask when he answers the phone.
“Yes. What’s up?”
“Can I get a quickie?”
“Where are you?”
“Outside.”
He walks out and my mouth is watering. I pop the locks on the doors as I motion for him to join me in the back seat.
He stops and waves for me to let the window down. “Camille, what—”
“Just get in,” I say cutting him off.
He quickly opens the door and slides in. I can tell by his facial expression he is at a loss for words.
“What are you up to?”
“Don’t talk.”
I reach for his crotch and trace his manhood with my fingers. Thank God he has on basketball shorts. I quickly take off his shirt and slide down to remove his erect penis from his shorts. My eyes are on his as I lick my lips preparing to taste him. I take him into my mouth savoring the taste while slowly taking inch by inch.
“Damn girl!” He moans as I widen my mouth to take all of him, tightening my muscles with each suck.
“Um, yea, make it sloppy for Daddy,” he says, grabbing the back of my head.
I give him the side eye. His talk has been unusually dirty lately. “How do you want it, Daddy?” I ask sarcastically while looking into his eyes.
His eyes widen when he realizes what he’s said.
“Relax and tell me. How do you want it?” I ask, while sucking on the head.
“Just like that, ugh, like that!
“Like this, Daddy?” I say sucking him harder and making sure to get it very wet and sloppy. I let my saliva slide down the side as my hand gets faster and faster with the rubbing.
He has both hands on my head as I make sure he is hitting the back of my throat.
“Wait,” he says. “You’re going to make me nut if you keep that up. Let me feel you.”
I remove my panties and sit backwards on his lap. Sliding him into my wet and throbbing candy box, I grab the back of the seat as I position myself to ride. He has one hand on my waist and the other playing with my nipple.
“Hmm, you feel good.”
“Do I?”
“Yes, damn good.”
“Show me, make me cum.”
I guess he’s up for the challenge because he grabs me around the waist with both hands and begins pounding into me. I lean back into him as he moans into my ear. I match his pumps by grinding into him as I feel my orgasm forming.
“Don’t stop.”
I pull my legs up so they are now on each side of him as I play with my clit. “Open your eyes,” I tell him.
I want him to see me squirt. This is a pleasure he’s never experienced with me.
“Um, I’m about to cum and I want you to watch.”
I rub my clit harder as the sensation builds. “Oooo! Shit!” I scream as I squirt all over the back of my seats.
“Damn girl, what in the hell was that? That shit was sexy as hell!” He turns me over with his pace intensifying and I lose my breath. I have to put my hands on the car door to keep from hitting my head.
“You’ve been holding back on me…

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**Rated R Excerpt ** Ms. Nice Nasty 2

Lookahere fellow readers … this is a rated R excerpt so govern thyself accordingly!

Ms Nice Nasty 2


I hear his pants unzip as I impatiently wait for what he is about to do to me. I can feel the juices between my legs starting to run so I take it upon myself to play in my candy box.

Inserting two fingers into her, I let out a soft moan of pleasure just as Thomas brushes up against me.

I remove my fingers and he begins to rub the head of his rock-hard penis against the opening of my girl.

“You want this dick?” he asks in my ear.

“Yes baby, give it to me.”

“Say please.”

“Please!” I moan a little bit louder.

He thrusts into me as I grab the edge of the desk and, at the exact time, Judy buzzes, “Judge Shannon, if you don’t need me, I’m going to head out.”

I reach for the phone and press the button to respond at the same time Thomas hits my spot.

“Oh!” I say releasing the button.

“Judge Shannon, are you ok?” Judy asks.

“Uh, yes Judy I am, um, I’m good. I will see you tomorrow.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes!” That was actually in response to Thomas but she took it too.

“Okay, you have a great night and I’ll see you in the morning.”

I can’t even reply because Thomas is sending an orgasm through me that’s making my legs weak.

He grabs one of my legs and raises it up on the desk as he continues to thrust into me.

“Oh God, this feels so good.”

He then stops.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” he says, stepping out of his shoes and pants.

He grabs me and leads me over to the table in the middle of the room. He lays me on my back and enters me again. He has my legs over his shoulders as he plays my girl like a drum. He’s beating her something good and the moans coming from my mouth are making great music.

I pull him down to me, covering his mouth with mine as he continues to give me all of him.

“Ooo,” I moan into his mouth. “I’m cumm— Oh my God!”

He pulls back and slows down, going in and out. He then takes my hands and pulls them over my head as his strokes get faster.

“Uh,” he grunts, as my breath is now caught in my throat from the feelings running through me. I don’t know whether to cry or scream.

Collapsing on top of me, “That was good,” he says into my mouth as he inserts his tongue.

When I finally come up for air, I laugh. “Where in the hell have you been the past fifteen years?”

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Happy Reading!
Lakisha