Latrelle On My Block Novels & Stories

Letty reprimanded her mother while gripping the baseball bat. “Sure, we can definitely do that, Letty! No need to worry. I am determined to ensure that all of our efforts and struggles will be rewarded!” Letezia firmly declared as she pulled Livia’s hair. Livia, well-versed in self-defense, swiftly retaliated and engaged in combat. Letezia was surprised. “Sure! Let’s give it a shot together! I refuse to go down without putting up a fight!” She shouted with intense anger. This is her town house, and she’s well aware that there may be curious onlookers who could potentially call the police. Despite already making a call herself, it’s frustratingly apparent that they are taking an exceptionally

⸻ LEVI The morning chill hugged the air, and the city hadn’t fully woken up yet. My car cruised down the road in silence, music low in the background. Two blocks from school, I spotted a familiar sight. A busted motorcycle parked at the side of the road—and crouched beside it, her figure unmistakable—Zara Carter. I slowed, pulse steady, calculating. She looked furious—tugging at something under the frame, her helmet discarded beside her. I couldn’t hear her, but the way her lips moved told me she was cursing under her breath.

Amanda replied. "Yeah, I think the wars have started but it's like two blocks away," Leah responded taking off her coat and jacket. "I have a slight idea where that might be," Amanda said. " Cup of coffee?" Leah offered her. "Would love some but I'd rather have whiskey" she replied. " Whiskey? No way, nobody's getting drunk in this house " Leah replied " How's work at the Morettis? Ever see the boss or any of his troops there?" Amanda asked

Then at Adia. “Hey,” he whispered to Lila. “Hey, baby girl. That’s me.” Lila giggled and patted his face with sticky hands. Adia had to turn away for a second. The penthouse had never sounded like this. By 10AM the backyard was full of people. Adia’s mom was directing traffic with a clipboard. Kael’s assistant, Priya, was arguing with the balloon guy about helium. Three of Adia’s old baristas were here, now employees at Mbeki & Co.

I couldn't go to the hospital—Adrian’s security would have it locked down. I walked twenty blocks, my feet throbbing in the boots I’d borrowed, until I reached a narrow brick walk-up in Astoria. The buzzer was broken, and the hallway smelled of boiled cabbage and floor wax. I knocked on Apartment 3C. The door opened as far as the heavy chain would allow. A woman with bright pink hair and a measuring tape draped around her neck peered out. Her eyes went wide, then narrowed. "Amara?" Tess whispered. "What the hell? I saw you on the news ten minutes ago. They’re saying you’re the 'Moll of the Mid-Atlantic.'"

HARPER I could have easily strolled back to the apartment, as our building was conveniently located just down the block. However, the longer I stand here, the more my discomfort intensifies. Time crawls by for ten minutes as I await Tenley’s arrival, but she doesn’t arrive. Seeking solace from the stifling heat and suffocating humidity of South Texas in July, I retreat inside the building. As I step through the entrance, a wave of relief washes over me as the icy blast from the air conditioner caresses my face.

“Thank you so much, I appreciate the help but do you know where we can see a certain Levi Man. He works in the club as a bartender but I’m aware he doesn’t come till ten pm which is a bit far.” The man stared at me blankly for some seconds. “I don’t know what’s going on but Levi’s a good kid. He has made mistakes in the past and is paying dearly for his mistakes so please go easy on him.” Now I’m curious. What’s it with this Levi boy. “How do I see him?” The man looks at me for some seconds “Haroldvile. Block seven.” “Thank you very much, I’m grateful.” I stepped out of the place with Sasha and walked towards the car.

Letha is sorting out shampoo and detergent in minimarket. Since moving to LA, this is the first time Letha take Hill to shop at the convenience store near her apartment. So far, Letha prefers to shop alone than with Hill because that kid will definitely mess up. As happened today. When she was busy sorting things out, Hill was busy running around showing the items he wanted to put in the cart. Fortunately, Letha's one loud shake succeeded in making the boy silent and did not dare to ask for anything.

Lara “Girl what’s your address. I’ll come over and get ready at your place” Shantel said over my speaker phone. “Geez, it’s just a backyard party, there’s no need to go over the top” I said. “Hey, I never go out, so I’d like to look my best” Shantel replied. “Seriously” I asked exasperated. “Yes, it’s been a while and I’m single so I’d like to look at least decent. Come on, I live in scrubs, so why not dress up” she replied in a whinny way. I chuckled and said, “alright, alright. I’ll drop a location pin for you. Come over. We’ll get ready together.” “Great” she replied, then we hung. 30 minutes later, I was still just lounging around listening to an audiobook and playing on my pho

Money Over Trust At 6 PM, the Nurth Strip Club came alive, its pulsating neon lights casting shadows over the grungy street outside. Attorney Jameson Danae parked his sleek black car at the curb, adjusting his tie as he stepped out. The heavy bass from the club’s music reverberated through the air, a stark contrast to his otherwise composed demeanor. As he entered, the thick scent of sweat, perfume, and alcohol hit him like a wave.