Famous Black Book Authors Novels & Stories

“I need a date for an event tomorrow. Fundraiser. Art gala.” “And you’ve misplaced your little black book?” “No, it’s in a safe somewhere so that no one can ever get their hands on it and use it for evil.” “You use it for evil,” she said. “On occasion. But the real issue is that none of my black book entries are suitable.” “Well that sounds like an issue of taste to me,” she said. It bothered her sometimes okay, all the time that a man with his drive to succeed dated women who were such bubbleheads. But then, she didn’t imagine he was interested in the contents of their minds.

“I don’t want you to go. We haven’t gone anywhere in this relationship.” Ignoring what he said, I opened my bag and then spotted a book. I looked at Kelvin, who raised a brow. “Are you okay?” I took the book and looked at it. It was for my grandmother, a secret book on how to become a successful CEO. Grandma had told me how she got the book, explaining that the author was killed because of it. There was only one copy, and greedy business people wanted more copies. It was clear the writer’s editor had notified them.