ONE DROP

Antons blood still splattered upon her face Jess paced the floor leaving a flurry of footprints in the lush carpet. The night had passed and morning had arrived yet her feet kept moving ata steady pace. Seated by the window Natashia shivered as every bone in her body rattled with fear listening to Jess explain her plan she remained silent. In the last three months Jess had become obsessed with justice she didn’t really need. Everything she had done of her own accord yet, somehow she still felt violated.
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“What do you think?” Jess quizzed.
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Glancing at her blinding beauty Natashia only saw an unreachable darkness.
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“You can’t be serious! That’s…Mur..der..” She replied slowly, the words leaving her lips locked her jaw as Jess smiled.
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“We’re not gonna kill anybody.” Jess spat. ” No that would be to easy!”
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Natashia shook her head hard, ” This doesn’t even make sense.
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“It will soon, you see this….” Brandishing the swish army knife Jess laid the blade against her fingertip and squeezed a bubble of ward red liquid from her veins.


“This is everything we need.”
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TILL DEATH DO US PART.


Jace sat in the driveway, her hand clutching the wheel. The wound on her arm still dripped on the upholstery and her head felt extremely light. Closing her eyes she lay her head on the steering wheel and tried to focus. Xena had already noticed the car coming up the drive, looking out of the window she spotted her daughter slumped on the steering wheel and ran outside. Taking open  the car door she gasped at the sight of blood splattered on the mats. “Jace what the fuck is wrong? Who done this?
Looking up at her mother Jace whimpered. “I did it! I did.”
“Come on let’s get you inside.”
Supporting her daughter inside Xena thought fast. “Is he dead?”
Jace shook her head and fainted. “Raplh we need a doctor in here, now!”
A few moment later Ralph stomped into the room his face falling as he spotted his niece on the floor.
“What the fuck happened.”
Gathering his niece in his muscular arms Ralph carried her to the sofa and laid her down gently. “She hasn’t said much but this doesnt look good Ralph.”
“Dont worry about it. I’ll get my boys on the case.”
“Whatever you do make sure he is dead. No one hurts my baby.”
Nodding faithfully Ralph headed to the door. “Sis he already dead.”
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H.M.D

H O L D  M E  D O W N…….
Nessa shrugged, “Whose laughing.”


Bling Carter lowered his gaze and sighed. In his entire reign he had never employed a woman to do a mans job, but his choices were limited. The loyal ones had dispersed and the flakes had abandoned ship. Everything around him was crumbling except the pretty thing standing before him. There was something about her eyes that bore into his soul like she had seen him before and it made him nervous.

Since Ashely had taken her under her wing a tiny seed of curiosity grew everytime he was in her presence. In a million years he would never intend to cheat on Ashley, only  Nessa was an intention he could not resist.
Pulling up his pants he sat back on the desk and folded his hands across his lap.

“You really trying to do this now!”


Nessa smirked before turning on her heels towards the door.

“Where you going?”

Nessa contained her laughter before retracting her steps.

“You know I don’t play games Bling. Let’s stop pretending.”

“Thats not the point, if Ashley finds out about this she will kill me!”

“What Ashely don’t know wont kill her, besides you know and I know I only work for the best” Nessa purred. “Weasle desrves it, he took out your bonafide and tried to kill you and for what?”

Blings body tensed and Nessa knew she hit a nerve. Everything she had done was leading up to this moment.

Dropping the stack of notes on the table Bling relented. Even in his doubt, Killer had vouched for her reliability and Ashley stood by her loyalty.

“When you do this you got to disappear, Weasles guys will be coming for everybody.”

Taking the pile with ease Nessa smiled.

“No problem Man.”

Slipping her concealed weapon from her sleeve she aimed and fired. Slumping forward Bling bled out onto the oak pine floor. Shaking her head Nessa wiped the tiny speckled of blood splatter off her face and grinned wickedly.

“There was a lesson here Bling too bad you didn’t stay in school.”

Tucking the notes carefully into her bag Nessa stepped out of the office and halted at the sight of the devil.

“I can explain.” She mumbled as the laser beam danced accurately across her forehead.

“You don’t think I would figure it out, huh, all them times man was fucking you the whole time you had your own plans.”

Swallowing the bile in her throat Nessa thought careful before she spoke.

“Saint, I speared you for a reason.”

Shaking his head Saint took a step closer.

“You didn’t so shit for me.” His hand shook as he yelled angrily. ” I’m the last man standing that puts a target on my back and you know it too.”

“I told you to come with me.” Nessa replied. “Your loyalty to Bling could have had to killed a long time ago but I choose to save you. We can make it together you dont need this.”

Nessa smiled at the memory of their time together and sighed. The vow to never reveal her identity was about to be broken and the love they had may be lost forever.

Saint tutted “Mans from the hood what the fuck can I do on a farm. This right here is my life and you wont steal it from me.” Steadying his hand he closed his eyes.

“Sinner.”

The whisper of her brothers name brought gasp from Saints lips as his eyes sprung open and his face drained of blood. Clutching the shaking gun Saint tried to block out the thunderous heart beat in his cranium. Sinner was dead. Ten years ago he had lost his best friend, a man he would never forget. The mere mention of his name made his blood run cold. Scowling he maintained focus on the target.

“What did you say.” He spat

Her voice barely a whisper Nessa uttered a mantra he had buried deep in his chest.

“The Sinner can only be saved by the Saint.”

Saint shook his head. “Who told you that?” He scolded.

Nessa curled her lips slightly as she saw her brother standing beside Saint as if he was still alive.

“You did when I was seven years old saying goodbye to by brother.”

Saints arm fell, his stomach content whirling wildly as he stared at the woman he knew internally. They had shared a bed, he had explored her in ways a man could only explore a woman.

“Your lying! Someone told you that story and your trying to confuse me!” Saint replied.

“Saint, I never lied to you not even when I said I love you!”

“Fuck love this is about survival and I’m a survivor.”


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The Silent Scream

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As the haze lifted Lara had been instructed not to move. An hour ago, she had been sipping a warm tea now she was strapped to a chair. Her chest heaved as she panicked, struggling against the bonds she winced as the rope cut through her flesh. Jace remained unbothered by Laras moans of confusion as pulled the ropes tighter. .
“You dont have to do this.” Lara groaned. .
“I dont but I will.”
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” Just let me go!”
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” I asked my husband the same thing. Everytime he was with you I was alone I begged for him to let me go.”
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“You can go now, please let me go.” Lara cried.
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“Its too late! You shouldn’t have come here.” Jace hissed, angrily.
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“I came to warn you! He is going to kill you.”
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Jace chuckled deeply before rounding the chair. Standing before the woman she had tried to contour up in her head and her blood boiled.
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“You don’t get it do you! He has to otherwise he will get nothing.”
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Lara lowered her gaze as Jace glared at her menacingly. Biting her trembling lip she tasted the salty tears falling from her eyes.
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Lifted her chin with her fingertip Jace smiled. .
“Congratulations your sugar daddy ain’t so sweet anymore. ” .
“I wasn’t in it for the money.” Lara argued. “He loved me and I loved him!”
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Rolling her eyes Jace pulled the edge of the tape and grinned.
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“Silence.” She whispered as she rubbed the duct tape across Lara’s lips. “I’m about to teach you a lesson about love and I want you to hear every single word………….
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THE ROUGH WITH THE SMOOTH


Sometimes we put so much effort into doing our best and the outcome is not always what we desire. ..
NEVER GIVE UP
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The way to success has never been an easy path. You have to take the rough with the smooth.
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DETERMINATION BREEDS SUCCESS.
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If you think you have failed, you haven’t ! What you have achieved is a lesson learnt and a guide to achieving greatness. .
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P R E S E N C E ||

She had no idea that her eyes could drink in his entire being silencing the world around him. It was the simple things like the way she breathed that ultimately controlled him. Beneath the tips of her fingers his heart would advance. Instantly, paralysed by her physical touch he would be trapped in her trance. The smallest words from her lips evoked something deep within his soul. In her humanly presence he was magically whole…
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T E A  A N Y O N E.


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While compiling some research I stumbled upon the essays  of Stuart Hall, I was amazed at his intricate analysis of identity and ethnicity. Understanding the importance of  cultural identity and ethnicity and its connection to the individual make up of ones identity. Brings me to my point –  Lately there has been a surge in black media and literature and I guess that can be attributed to the growth in creative outlets. The black narrative has long since been ignored by british mainstream media and the absence of the authentic voice reduces the effectiveness of developement in these essential areas. In order to address the lack of diversity in books and provide books or media that displays this, we need more writers of colour. It is essential we tell our own stories in our own voices.
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NEVER LOOK BACK|| COMING SOON


Sometimes we think we never have to look back, but when the past come knocking backwards is the only way forward……
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Victor thought he would die with his name but the owner wants it back.
Can Victor give up everything his accomplished?
Will the past kill his future?
Or will Victor make the ulitmate sacrifice and live?
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MOONSHINE &  RAINBOWS


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Moonshine and rainbows that danced across the wall. A life if strawberries and cream
He promised all but never was as it seems.
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Smooth stroking as she glided in the air on his love.
He had decided she was the one.
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White dress, a diamond ring and all. While lurking in the darkness the truth hidden in his crystal ball; his lips never telling all
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The colossal distance and extreme loneliness appeared after the summer as Autumn fall.
In the mist of the coming winter breeze she knew it all.
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As he danced across the earth back to her heart with stories to share, the moonshine and rainbows reappeared. But in the shadows  she was no longer there. .
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U N K N O W N

Look into my eyes and tell me what you see.
Can you see everything I been through, everything I’ve been?
Can you say you truely know me from the little pieces you see.
While building up a narrative that can only be viewed objectively
In truth you cannot claim to know me just from the sight of me.
A small encounter of which I have no memory.
You have no idea
Who I am!
Who I be!
Tiny fragments unseen by the eye of man hide within a treasure chest covered by flesh.
I am yet to discover the treasures I behold
Still to reach platinum only obtaining gold.
How do you claim knowledge of the unknown?
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