Hood Gojo

"One misstep can lead to a violent love-triangle" In the year 2050, Planet Earth is under alien occupation. The Terils had taken control over the planet after humans were on the cusp of destroying all life due to their love for violence. The Terils were adamant in saving Earth and chose to preserve the planet by creating a unique marketing strategy that would involve a species of super humans known as the androids. The androids were humans with technology improvements. This created a new caste system where androids enjoyed the luxuries of life while humans fought and begged for any scrap left. Among the chaos stood syndicates: crime groups led by androids that stole and started wars among each other for ownership of the city. Some humans took advantage of this opportunity and delved into a life of crime. Lara Doe, a twisted Robin Hood, has success in robbing from androids homes and syndicate bosses until she finds herself caught up with the possessive Weston Syndicate Boss-Noe Weston. Noe claims her as his and forces her into marriage. Lara soon finds herself involved in a turf war between two android bosses and reunited with a long-lost friend who has been in love with her. A deadly love triangle forms and Lara must decide if she wants to be seduced by the handsome and ruthless Noe Weston or her sweet childhood friend Adrian Dolan?

My mother-in-law is extremely frugal. She reuses paper others have discarded, carefully saving the unmarked portions. She even takes the black waste oil from the kitchen range hood and uses it to cook our meals. She says, "Frugality is a virtue—it brings blessings!" I try tirelessly to convince her otherwise, throwing out all her filthy items to protect my family's health. But while she praises me to my face, behind my back, she uses my baby's food scissors to clip her grimy toenails. My child eventually dies of a lung infection, leaving me heartbroken. My mother-in-law, however, points her finger at me, saying I'm unlucky and that I've brought misfortune to their family. Even my husband blames me. In the end, they use a knitting needle to pierce my throat and stab me to death. When I open my eyes again, I find myself back on the day I first see her picking up dirty paper. The first thing I do is hide all the high-quality tissue paper I had stocked up on before my pregnancy, pretending I knew nothing. She calls these blessings, right? Fine. The blessings of this miserly frugality—she can reap them all herself!

“Teach me” I said drunkenly “Teach me how to be a bad girl” “Are you sure about Tiny, there’s a tiny addiction that comes with that” he said, looking at me through the hood of his eyes. “What am I getting addicted to?” I echoed back, trying to keep my focus on his face, and not down his chest and his muscular arms. “Me” *** Cheryl Taylor had just recently divorced her cheating husband and decided to move back to her childhood town. Desperate for a room, she finds one with some weird rules and a roommate who seemed to busy to meet with her – everything comes to a shocking pause when she finds out it’s Aiden Scott – the town’s bad boy, and in fact her high school bully. Aiden Scott is now a made man and a billionaire but he’s stepped on a few toes to get there and now they’re out for his blood and he has to lay low in the town he grew up – the town that only saw him as a good for nothing bastard. He decides to get a roommate to appear normal, he takes the first one he got and only because it’s Cheryl Taylor – the one girl he had harbored a secret crush for years.

They say that I have gone mad, that I put on "an act of life or death" on the day of my younger sister's coming-of-age ceremony. They also claim that I lied to my husband to gain sympathy. However, they don't know that the true madman is the person whom they have misplaced their trust in. I am Winifred Gardner, the eldest daughter of the Gardners, and I am also secretly married to Zachary Hood, a mafia boss. He never announced our marriage within the last three years because I'm not yet "qualified" to be the wife of a mafia boss. My younger sister, Stella Gardner, acknowledges me as her elder sister while mixing muscle relaxants into my medications to render me weak, dull, and unable to fire a gun. As a result, I am once again mocked as someone useless. She steals my place, my parents' love, and my husband's trust while I'm labeled as mentally unstable and told that I pretend for the sake of sympathy. The moment I sign the organ donation consent form, I smile. This is the only document I can sign on my own initiative. But they're unaware that I've already recorded the truth beforehand. After I die, everyone will know who it was that poisoned me. When that time comes, they will cry and be filled with regret. But I will no longer forgive them.

Kailani Sha'Quan Crawford also know as Malakai, is a 24 years old nurse that works at a private hospital. He's really nice and respectful and keeps to himself all the time. Even though he grew up in the hood, his parents ensure he took the right path. He didn't have it all but his needs were met because his parents works really hard and that was easy because he wanted to go down the right part. They accepted him being different since he was born and that made his life a little easier. Though they expected him to be because he was born different but still normal. Just like every other day, Malakai had to help out his patients and when he walked into the examination room, he came face to face with New York's most dangerous and riches kingpin De'Andrae Clarence Major aka King, 27 years old. He's bisexual and has a 3-year-old daughter named Malaya Brianna Major whose mom gave herself over to drugs 7 months after Malaya was born. The moment Malakai met De'Andrae, he was starstruck by the man. His attractive appearance, his bluntness, and his love for his daughter were priceless. Seeing the two interact made his heart swell in his chest. After making multiple excuses why he isn't ready to have a boyfriend and shouldn't have one, it took one day together for Malakai to see that De'Andrae was actually a good guy but is he relationship material?

"Say it," Tenz growled, yanking her hips against the hood of his blacked-out car, his hand wrapped around her throat like a necklace made of danger. Kyoline's breath shuddered as his mouth traced her jaw, his fingers sliding under the hem of her leather skirt, teasing, threatening. "Say you're mine, or I'll make you say it with your teeth clenched and your legs shaking," he hissed, dragging his tongue along her collarbone. She smirked through the haze of lust and war. "I'm not yours, Tenz... I'm just letting you play with me until someone better comes to steal me." "Someone like who?" he spat. A cold voice answered from behind the shadows. "Like me," Isaac said. And just like that... the chaos began. --- Kyoline Diego was born of blood, betrayal, and gunfire. A mafia princess with ash in her veins and a Glock in her purse. Her childhood ended the day her father-a respected Made Man-was assassinated. Left for dead, she crawled from the ruins with nothing but vengeance and two younger siblings she'd kill for. Now eighteen and jaded, Kyoline bartends for mob rats by night, runs guns for a price, and slays in gold heels by morning. Love? It's not on the agenda. Survival is. Enter Tenz Jersey-her inked-up, lie-laced mafia beau. The man who f*cks like a god and lies like a sermon. He gives her fire, chaos, and a reason to breathe. He also gives her bruises she wears like medals and promises that vanish like smoke. She tells herself he's enough. Until Isaac. Cold. Calculating. Beautiful in a way that feels like a bullet wound. He shoves her into an unmarked SUV, claims he's NYPD, feeds her lies and cannoli-then laughs while she figures out he's actually the most lethal hitman.....