Kelly Black Book Novels & Stories

thank you for reading. So...BB2 and BB3 are already out: SHATTERED HEART and TRAGEDY OF THE AFRICAN CINDERELLA respectively. Pls go check it out while I prepare THE CHISELER.

Welcome to unedited Black book 3 of the Woods series. This book can be read independently. You can read it without adventuring into 'Married to a stripper'. I'll be extremely happy if those who haven't checked that book out do so. I hope you enjoy my works. Love you guys much much. Your humble author Zagzahzlau. ~••~ The Sunday night was frigid against unarmed skin in Buea--the city of legendary hospitality-- located in the southwest region of Cameroon.

Kelly said in the back of the limo with Blake. “Oh? Who’s your favorite model?” Blake asked. “Huh? Oh. Francine Estin. Have you heard of her?” Kelly asked. “Yes, I have. Who is the lucky man?” Blake asked. “His name is Bradly Shaw. Have you heard of him as well?” Kelly asked. “No, can’t say that I have. I hope all the best for them.” Blake said. “I don’t know about that,” Kelly replied. “Why do you say that?” Blake asked.

"I'm going to prepare our breastfast now." "DO you have something to do this weekend, Bianca?" I was busy stacking the books in the young adult section of the bookstore when I heard Kelly say beside me. She was leaning on the shelf while checking on her nails. It was painted black. I remembered it was red the other day. I stopped what I was doing and turned to her. "Hmm. What is it this weekend?" She smiled at me. "Jeff and I were planning to watch the new Marvel movie on Sunday. Do you want to come with us?" Her face crumpled. "I don't think I can stand Jeff for three hours."

She was that kind of psychopath. "Serine," Kelly chirped. "Are you ready for yourself to be exposed?" I shook my head in disbelief. With do many threats and warnings, she still thought this would work on me? I was thinking she was just bluffing until she pulled put out a black decorated thing. My notebook.

Kaily looked at the man with admiration, not in a way an intellectually intrigued person would, but in a way fans would stare at their favorite K-pop idols performing on a stage. I looked around the room and I could easily count more than ten books with Alen Covar written on the covers with big bold letters. She also had one on the bed, open in the middle with a highlighter next to it. "So..." Kaily broke the silence. "What did you want to talk about?" "Oh, yeah. Can I have a seat?" I asked, again feeling a bit of an ache on my back and ankles. "Yes, please..." Kaily rushed to pick up the opened book and highlighter off the bed and threw.it on her nightstand before she gestured for me to se

’ I found no reason not to. ***** KEITHEN ‘What. The. Fuck.’ I glared at the two figures emerging from the Virtus Talent agency building, chatting and laughing. ‘Who the fuck is that?’ ‘Richard Black,’ replied Ambrose. I swung around to my ex-Delta, the fire of anger burning the back of my eyes. ‘Richard who?’ ‘Black.’ He looked at the black van as it drove off. ‘People are calling him the next Rum.’ ‘The next WHAT?’ I glared harder at the black van before it turned around the corner. A dry laughter tumbled out. And then I laughed. ‘Replacing me so soon, huh? GODDAMN IT THESE BLOODY HUMANS!’

Atasha thought to herself and looked around again. In an instant, her breathing grew heavy because of what she now knew. She hadn’t expected to enter the room of Kent’s sibling. No wonder her curiosity was so strong—this was the room of the person she desperately wanted to see, the one who would make the guilty party pay for what had happened to them. She walked over to the table and picked up a book lying there. She saw the year written on it—2014—meaning the items on the table were the last things Kelly had used before disappearing completely.

She could not also recall the number. What matters to Kelly is that she succeeded and she will get another medicine from Freea Yoon. She’s not in her right state of mind. All she wanted is to get hold of medicines that can control human’s mind and emotions. She’s some dark organization’s puppet who enjoyed creating dangerous drugs which will give profit for the group. But money does not entertain Kelly; torturing people does instead. “Kelly!” Loud shout echoed inside the abandoned warehouse. Rushing steps came closer and louder. Under the lighting, a girl with long black hair and pale skin stood. She’s catching her breath and her soggy eyes kept on trying to focus even when she’s in verge of

There was also some other things with funny shapes ones I didn't even want to know where they went. I held the golden balls in my hand and wondered what they were for. Some of the things in here I have seen at th club and the others where just a mystery to me, I saw things I didn't even know existed. There was other things on the shelf below but I had seen enough. There was also a bookshelf with actual books in them. I took the first book I saw and read out the title, it was a book by Shayla Black called Wicked Ties. I had never even heard of the author. My phone vibrated in my pickets, I saw that it was Bradley.