Ben Evans was born forty years too early. A black kid growing up in the height of the Great Depression in the South, being raised by an alcoholic, abusive and incestuous father. This is not the place, nor the circumstances, you would expect one of the brightest young minds of the time to emerge. But Ben has an insatiable curiosity from a very young age to learn everything there is to know about the world. With the help of Rachel Winston, the benevolent daughter of the man who owns the farm the Evan’s family lives on as sharecroppers, Ben finds a way to educate himself. He gains access to Rachel’s text books, as well as her fathers extensive private library. When a series of adventures cause Ben and his best friend Tom Martin to move to Atlanta to find work, Ben gets the opportunity to really expand his education. But the more educated Ben becomes, the more trouble he encounters in a time where black folks were not supposed to forget their place. Despite racism and other seemingly impossible barriers, Ben doesn’t give in to self pity or hatred. Instead, he becomes more determined than ever. Genius and tenacity vs. racism, envy and lynch mobs in this southern historical thriller. Which will prevail? A novel for adults as well as young adult readers.
Britten has shown that she is “about that life” but returns to New York City for normalcy. At least that’s what was in the plans until she met Kendrick.
Britten finds herself quickly entangled in everything that her brothers feared and then some. Will Britten rise to the top of it all or will her life prove to be one big beautiful nightmare?
Karma, Tandy’s little sister, is in an abusive relationship with her baby daddy Juicy. It has been going on for years. Now that she has met the perfect man, Julio, will he give her enough love and confidence to leave Juicy? Or will she stay and endure the abuse for the sake of keeping up appearances and keep her family together?
Destiny and Tandy have been friends forever. But what Tandy doesn’t know is her best friend has been sexing someone very close to her since they were kids. Destiny believes all men cheat. So she keeps her heart guarded. That is until Kameron comes and sweeps her off of her feet. Will Kameron prove to Destiny that all men aren’t dogs? Or will he mess up and let the mystery man pick up the pieces.
Go on a journey with these three women as they navigate through their “Situationships” and see will these women find true love.
Look for Stealth Steps, Book 1 in Vikki’s new series, Nanostealth, June 1.
The house in Denver has been empty and neglected for years and is almost beyond saving . . . almost. The young women seeking sanctuary in the old mansion are as empty and damaged as it is. Before long, Rose and Joy face a heartbreaking challenge: What does it take to unlock and free the soul of a defiled woman? And Rose discovers that the upper halls of the old house hide a dark secret—a terrible wrong. An innocent lost.
A Prairie Heritage:
Book 1: A Rose Blooms Twice
Book 2: Wild Heart on the Prairie
Book 3: Joy on This Mountain
Book 4: The Captive Within
Book 5: Stolen
Book 6: Lost Are Found
“Vikki writes the kind of faith-filled fiction that hooks you within the first few pages, will not let you go until you have finished, and leaves you wishing for more.”
—Janis Braun, Seattle, Washington
“Her books are not just for ‘chicks’! I was amazed how engrossed I became in the lives of Vikki’s characters, and how much I could relate to their situations.”
—Ed Dunne, Los Angeles
“Be prepared to put life on hold. That’s all I have to say!”
—Rebecca H., New Jersey
“You will laugh, you will cry but, most of all, you will be uplifted.”
—LaTisha Holland, St. Augustine, FL
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When Danielle Rouge was sixteen years old, fate sent her the love of her life … and the poor dear hadn’t a clue. Now, twelve years later, she finds herself on the outside of the hotel room that her husband, Jon, and his mistress are currently occupying. More insulted than devastated (after all, who wouldn’t want Danielle Rouge?), she runs away, if a grown woman can run away, and happens upon Malcolm Blair. Hmm … isn’t he that attorney The Boston Globe keeps raving about? Gorgeous, wealthy and available. Goodbye, Jon.
Malcolm Blair’s the smirking type, the politically connected type, the tap-your-phone-to-find-out-what-you’re-up-to type. He’s assisted fate in its quest to woo Danielle back to him and he believes he’s done a brilliant job. That is, until someone begins stalking Danielle, threatening to drive away the one woman he’s ever truly longed for. But no worries; he’ll fix this. After all, that’s what he does. He fixes things, no matter who has to suffer. He. Will. Fix. This.
Jon knows that Malcolm Blair is a Boston heavy hitter who is hell-bent on stealing his wife away from him. Those mysterious flowers Danielle receives on the first day of spring, those unsigned birthday cards she’s gotten for the past twelve years, all are from Malcolm Blair. The political powerhouse was aiming to seduce another man’s wife. Jon can prove it. He can prove it, win Danielle back and destroy Malcolm all at the same time. Just watch him.
Destiny Love and her son Jayonne are thrown into turmoil when a home invasion goes terribly wrong. Caught in the middle of snakes greed and decietful conspiracy, Destiny and her son are forced to go on the run from one of the most notoriously feared gangsters in Brooklyn.
It was 2:30 in the morning and she had finally pacified her two year old son Jayonne to sleep. Musiq
Soulchild’s CD was spinning on her stereo system and teach me how to love was playing at a low volume.
As Dez sat on the side of her bed finishing off the last of her blunt, she heard voices whispering outside of her
She looked over at Jayonne sleeping quietly in his crib as she put out her blunt, reached over and
grabbed the AK47 propped on the wall next to her bed. She knew the day that she unwillingly inherited her
cousin Hova’s enterprise that this day would soon come. She grabbed the remote and turned up the stereo.
When she turned off the light in the bedroom she sat on the floor next to the bed facing the bedroom
door and braced the stock of the assault rifle against the wall to cushion the recoil. It had been three months
since the Feds had arrested Hova and left her holding 3 kilo’s and $47,000 in her house where he kept his
stash. Dez was well known as Hova’s favorite Cousin and felt obligated to hold him down because he’d
done so much for her and Jayonne.
Mainly moving her out of the hood
. Well now the hood had come to her safe haven and it was time to teach motherfuckers a lesson. Don’t
Fuck with Destiny! Dez figured that they’d probably got into the front door easily enough because she
always kept it unlocked when she was home. She felt that if you couldn’t feel safe at home, you couldn’t
feel safe anywhere. The two masked gunmen approaching her bedroom door were caught off guard by the
music and too stupid to realize there was something strange about the front door being unlocked.
“I didn’t hear music when we passed by the window, but I did smell weed smoke. You think she is in
there getting some dick?” questioned BG.
“I don’t know but I’d like to fuck that fine ass bitch! After we take her money, I might take that pussy
too!” said Jake.
“But what if she is in there with somebody?”
“Then we’ll just have to smoke whoever the fuck it is!”
As they made their way to the bedroom door the light in the hallway alerted Dez to exactly how close
they were to the door by the shadows of their feet. Her heart hammered in her chest as she loaded a round
into the chamber anticipating her bedroom door being kicked in. As her eyes narrowed in anger she was
thinking these bastards want to violate my home and threaten me and my baby’s life? Time for them to die!
She looked over at Jayonne sleeping in his crib and said “mommy loves you” as the bedroom door came
TEACH ME HOW TO LOVE show me the way to surrender my heart-Girl I’m So lost-Blared on the
The light from the hallway filled one side of the room, but Destiny was off to the side of the empty bed in
the shadows unseen. They stood with guns pointed at the empty bed confused looking like target practice
dummies. Destiny pulled the trigger and the small room turned into Vietnam.
“Brrrraat! Braat! Brrrrraat!” screamed the chopper ripping both men literally in half with two sweeps.
The shorter of the two went the quickest and was dead before he hit the ground. As he lay on the
carpeted floor his eyes were stuck open from shock beneath the black ski mask. There were large smoking
holes and splattered blood stains on the wall where BG had been standing. As Dez slowly walked forward
and stood over BG holding the assault rifle pointed at his head, she noticed his eyes were still open. She
removed the .380 from her double D honey complexion tits and put 2 slugs between his eyes.
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