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The Ladies of KSP

 

Every choice you make affects you…
Diana finds herself circling the bottle on a downward spiral after Courtland’s sudden death. She started working for Chirpy’s Chicken & Shrimp; the same one he robbed in hopes of avenging his death, and she got that plus more bloodshed. It wasn’t long after that she was found out about by the owner Zeus. As payback for infiltrating his business he gave her a task making runs for his drug organization. Will Diana make good on her new position or will she rebel against her bosses?

Key returns to the city after being locked up the last three months leaving full control of the business to his partner Zeus. Now released back to the free world he learns of all the new changes and is faced with even more challenges. Key is confronted by a past that threatens his future and he must make a decision when given an ultimatum.

In this final installment Diana will attempt to regain her power and Key will decide if he shall lose his.

Dropping FRIDAY!

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Highly Anticipated Blue Money

Dropping 9/13

“Heavy is the head that bare the crown, right?”
Life was too good to be true for Marley until his best friend was gunned down and his mother went missing. To cope, he was caught up in the cusp of making dirty money and laying up with his girl, Paris. She could be his peace and his problem at times which gave his life a complicated balance. Marley proceeded life as weapons formed against him with intentions to do more hurt than healing. The love he was getting from his plug and love of his girl kept his mind off the losses. Marley didn’t know there was much more in the game to be had until he meets Key.
Natural born hustler Keyon Givens, was raised in the vibrant city of New Orleans. Where “Let the good times roll” is the spirit of happenings. Along with his right-hand Zeus, they flawlessly run and operate a lucrative drug operation through their local businesses. Keyon touches down in the city with plans to go nationwide with a new product on the market. This doesn’t sit well with another business man, Tony Wiston, who recently took a lost and needs Key’s crew assistance on an issue.
In this riveting tale of love, plugs, drugs and treachery be prepared to be wowed by cutthroat gangsters and the pretty women that love them.

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Yatta Rose hits back with a new story

Kairo and Dy’Nica were the definition of relationship goals. In high school everyone looked at them as the Bey and Jay of Chicago. People aspired to have a relationship so perfect like the two of them. Later on they grew to have what was supposed to be the perfect family, perfect house, and from social media they were the happiest they could be. But what people don’t know is there is trouble in paradise.
Things between the high school sweet hearts weren’t so sweet. The mother and father of three beautiful kids began to have trouble in their home. Since they were younger the physical abuse was always there. Later came the emotional, verbal, and mental abuse. As time went on things got worse and even caused one to be hospitalized.
When hands are raised and fist are thrown, houses become broken. The couple that everyone one looks up to shocks the world when the real comes out. People find out the truth about Kairo and find out the happy life Dy’Nica post, isn’t so happy. The two lovers become the true definition of “everything that glitters, is not gold.”

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Genita Hawkins takes on the streets

Kenneth “KJ” Johnson, better known as Kenny on the streets, grew up living the life his mother created for him after his father abandoned family life for his street life. Growing up KJ always was told by his mother if he ever wanted to find his dad, he could go to Harlem to find him.
KJ has never allowed love to be a part of his life, until he laid eyes on Keisha. Not only was she beautiful, but she also possessed street smarts. KJ uses both his book smart as well as his knowledge of the streets to come up with the perfect revenge plot to handle his father.
What will become of KJ and Keisha? How far will KJ go to get revenge on the man that abandoned him? Will his revenge plot make him turn out to be just like his father?
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Alechy coming through with major literary content

Andre Major, born to drug addicted parents learned to navigate the streets at a young age. A hustler at heart, he’s determined to make it by any means necessary- be it rob, steal or kill. Yet Major- as the streets call him – envisions a life greater than the one he was born into. He has Millionaire Dreams.
Narcotics agent, Brian Steeples is severely injured in the line of duty. In his quest to avenge the wrong committed against him, his moral compass is buried, along with the oath he pledged to the police department. When offered to get money the fly way an unlikely relationship is formed. Brian is knee deep in the streets he’s supposed to serve and protect. With his badge at stake accompanied by life’s liberties, what’s an officer to do?
After showing compassion to a complete stranger, Major is rewarded in an unsuspecting way. He’s able to get full while also feeding those around him. Major not only elevates himself but also enriches the lives of those around him. Yet when cops turn rogue and comes for what they’ve acquired, all hell breaks loose.
When Major catches a case due to unforeseen circumstances- the hearts of men are revealed and loyalty is tested.
With corruption all around him and his inner circle standing on a crumbling foundation, will Major live the life he envisions or remain a statistic? Will he succumb to the streets or go down with the rumble surrounding him?

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That is just the tip of the list...

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December 2018
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Catch Me When I Fall

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Christina’s life has never been as perfect as it seemed. Settling down is something she isn’t familiar with; moving from state to state and failed relationships. When she finally gets settled in one place she finds love with Markus, and is happy in it. Until life strikes and Christina’s world is flipped once again.
Life has a way of throwing curve balls, and challenging Christina using just about everything and everyone around her, but at what point will enough be enough? When will she stop letting the changes in her life control her? Will she ever find love again? Will she runaway forever or face what life throws at her?

This book is available now

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By Myself I’m A Soldier

Recently KSP released HOT DEBUT by Alechy and the reviews are pouring in. You don’t want to miss this part two is on the way.  

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By Myself I’m A Soldier

Meet debut  author Alechy Sumter who is in possession of a raw talent that she shows off effortlessly in her debut novel “By Myself I’m A Soldier”. Kindred Soul had a minute to ask Alechy some questions and she delivers in such a manner that makes you want to see what readers are in store for. Not only is a dope author she is a dope woman.

Readers can expect relatable life experiences in my books. I write about things that have impacted me i

When did you start to write?

Alechy: I honestly didn’t begin writing until I was forcefully sat down. At 26 years of age I was sentenced to 10 years on drug conspiracy charges. Time spent idle has a way of playing with your thought process and coping mechanisms so instead of losing my mind or taking my frustrations out on others I wrote. 

What inspires you the most to write?

Alechy: Circumstances and pressure pushes me to write. For myself, its therapeutic. The ability to allow my words to take me to another place mentally genuinely stimulates me to write.

What are five of your favorite books?

Alechy: A Piece of Mine by J. California Cooper, A Day Late and a Dollar Short by Terri McMillan, anything by Donald Goines, anything by Ca$h, Midnight by Sista Souljah, there’s too many to mention.

Ambitious. Resilient. Strong Willed!

 

What can readers expect from reading your book?

Alechy: Readers can expect relatable life experiences in my books. I write about things that have impacted me in one way or another. My characters are multifaceted and dimensional. All who go through things that we humans do but hide. Through my words, readers get to experience some of the ills I’ve been faced with. The hardships I’ve endured.

Why did you choose Kindred Soul Publications?

Alechy: I choose Kindred Soul Publications because I wanted to form a relationship with the individuals that understands and recognizes my vision. Kindred Soul Publications does that. Drusilla and Stephanie work hand in hand with their authors. I love that. I can always make contact them without having to go through a middle man. I’m fortunate to have signed with women who are focused on the quality of works they represent verses quantity

Where do you see yourself in 5 years?

Alechy: In five years I see myself on multiple bestseller list, writing full time while enjoying the fruits of my labor. The sky is not the limit. It’s only the view.

What genre do you write?

Alechy: I write urban novellas. Stories that represent the perils of “ghetto” America.
If you could talk to your younger self, what advice would you give her? To stay true to myself and not put others before me. If it doesn’t taste right to spit it out. Life will teach you some of the harshest lessons. Those lessons will sting and be tender to the touch, but you’ll heal. The only person that you’ll ever be better than is the person you were yesterday.

Describe yourself in three words.

Alechy: Ambitious. Resilient. Strong Willed!

Is there anything you want the readers to know about you?

Alechy: I’m an open book. I no longer live my life in fear of what others will think of me. This version of myself now is a shadow of who I used to be. Cuddle with me, talk to me, get to know me. The best is yet to come.

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Sage Alexander is a young, beautiful, impressionable 18-year-old who’s supposed to have the world at her feet. But she finds herself pregnant and abandoned. Struggling to get by but determined to make ends meet. Sage works a minimum wage job while attending school to become a nurse. Things appear promising as Sage is determined to not allow her circumstances to deter her from pursuing her dreams.

Yet, weeks before giving birth to her daughter, Sage and her aunt Keria- whom she’s residing with- come to blows. Fists aren’t the only things thrown and Sage finds herself on the streets without a pot to piss in or a window to throw it out of. To add insult to injury, she’s fired from her place of employment. Homeless and destitute, Sage sticks her feet into unchartered waters when she connects with her cousin Mega, head of the murderous trio – The Undertakers to help her put things back into perspective.

Soon she’s making moves with thugs and is plagued with the dilemma of aspiring to fulfill her dream of becoming a nurse who preserves life or end the lives of others who’ve threaten her own. Torn between two worlds, Sage falls hard for Jahloni, who wants to lead her into the safety of his arms. But can she learn to trust again after the father of her child does the unthinkable? Or will the gravitational pull of the streets destroy her and the life she envisions for herself and young daughter? Will Sage sink or swim as her life spirals out of control?

The streets are watching in this seductive, edgy tale of deceit, envy and lies. Sage will captivate and infuriate readers with her sex appeal, maliciousness and naivety leaving them on the edge of their seats and thirsting for more!

Sage Alexander is a young, beautiful, impressionable 18-year-old who’s supposed to have the world at her feet. But she finds herself pregnant and abandoned. Struggling to get by but determined to make ends meet. Sage works a minimum wage job while attending school to become a nurse. Things appear promising as Sage is determined to not allow her circumstances to deter her from pursuing her dreams.

Yet, weeks before giving birth to her daughter, Sage and her aunt Keria- whom she’s residing with- come to blows. Fists aren’t the only things thrown and Sage finds herself on the streets without a pot to piss in or a window to throw it out of. To add insult to injury, she’s fired from her place of employment. Homeless and destitute, Sage sticks her feet into unchartered waters when she connects with her cousin Mega, head of the murderous trio – The Undertakers to help her put things back into perspective.

Soon she’s making moves with thugs and is plagued with the dilemma of aspiring to fulfill her dream of becoming a nurse who preserves life or end the lives of others who’ve threaten her own. Torn between two worlds, Sage falls hard for Jahloni, who wants to lead her into the safety of his arms. But can she learn to trust again after the father of her child does the unthinkable? Or will the gravitational pull of the streets destroy her and the life she envisions for herself and young daughter? Will Sage sink or swim as her life spirals out of control?

The streets are watching in this seductive, edgy tale of deceit, envy and lies. Sage will captivate and infuriate readers with her sex appeal, maliciousness and naivety leaving them on the edge of their seats and thirsting for more!


 

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Alechy Sumter, Author of By Myself I’m A Soldier

 

 

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Hot New Releases from KSP

Drusilla Mars bust the door down with her rereleases Black Fire and Dirty South Diana. Yatta Rose followed up with punches to the gut with her best selling novel Devlin In The Pulpit landing #1 on the charts first day in Christian Fiction, trust the plus she doesn’t ask to be put in a box. These ladies did not come to play any games. We invite all Kindred Souls to partake in these banging reads. Don’t be shy to share or gift another Kindred Reader any of our titles. We appreciate you all for staying down with us and believing in quality over quantity.

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BACK like I never left

To know where I’m going I had to know where I’ve been. Black Fire was released by my former publisher almost six years ago and I appreciated the feedback I received from it. The joy I felt while reading through reviews some good and bad was surreal I couldn’t believe I had a book published for readers to review. However, there was the downside of this book. There wasn’t a sense of consistency and maybe it was from my lack of enthusiasm, input on covers and promotion.  There was also a lot I didn’t know about this industry nor had the resources I have now to push myself and my book. 

In 2016, I came to the conclusion that I should revise my first book and republish it under my own company. This time I shopped for my own photos for the cover, put together my own creative campaign for the release and chose my own editor. I was apart of the entire experience from the revisions of the storyline to the graphics. After years I realized that patience will make the quality of product much better in the end. I’m one to tell my authors trust the process and that’s because I had to learn to all over again and found it to be true. Quiet as kept I just wanted to be a publisher at one point after not releasing and at the same time I never stopped writing. Re-releasing Black Fire gave me the power to want to publish what I’ve been writing on for the past years. 

 

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My first novel have a face lift and it will be released on April 20th on Amazon Kindle and paperback. I will have a huge giveaway for this release. 

 

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Black Fire started as a three part trilogy that I put together as one. So readers can get a feel of the storyline and the characters for the spinoff Blue Money coming this Summer. 

Synopsis

Three friends
One robbery
All gone right then… wrong
Born and raised in New Orleans, Louisiana, Naima is a young lady living a fast life in a fast city, working for an up and coming drug dealer named Rancy. Life was good until she realized her worth was being under appreciated by the boss she love and hate; she couldn’t tell if she hated the love or loved the hate.
When a man shows you that he’s everything you want and everything you don’t. Believe him.
An underdog, Keyon known to the block as Key enters Naima’s life to stir up trouble, simply by presenting her with an opportunity to make more money. She enlisted her best friends Anissa and Mika to assist. What they thought would make them a little easy money spiraled into a web of kidnapping, betrayal, unexpected love, and a hurricane to remember.
This is not your average love story, and will leave you asking yourself “who can you trust in this cold world?”

Coming to you 4/20


 

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Drusilla Mars The Storyteller

 

Hold up wait a minute!

If you thought I was finish psshh. Not hardly. Lol. There is a short story spinoff to this full length novel that I am rereleasing as well because it dropped before Black Fire 3 when it was suppose to drop after. Just like Black Fire I read and revised and had a part in each step on the road to republishing. The original title was Diana Loves A Rebel the new title is… 

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Throughout this entire ordeal of republishing I learned that patience is key. I was separated throughout the entire process which caused me to rush the publication and just get it out of my hands. Not anymore.

SOON COME!

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Drusilla Mars born and raised in Louisiana has always been an avid reader since a little girl and to date she loves to be tuned into well-developed characters in unforgettable storylines that she can’t get enough of. When asked how did she find her passion for storytelling she replied “Reading, imagination and reality.” The novelist is not one to be put into a box she writes outside the lines without mercy.

To get updates on my upcoming releases, news, and giveaways follow my page or visit my page

 

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When The Smoke Clears EXCERPT ALERT!!!!

Three weeks had passed since he had been with Monica and they’d become close. He realized that she was a down ass lil’ chick. After their first night together, Gangsta threw her fifteen stacks to get her gear right. He’d been wining and dining her for the past three weeks; he knew that he had her just where he wanted her. She had run everything to him about her past with Young Money. He now knew how the nigga achieved his status; now all he needed to find out was where this nigga was keeping his work. He never asked Monica about that for two reasons because he didn’t want her to think that she was part of his plot and he was waiting on Keisha’s body to be found so that he could justify his reasoning.
In the meantime, he was on another mission. That nigga Fat Joe was about to feel his wrath and he had spared that nigga on the strength his uncle fucked with dude, but the shit he pulled the other night at the club had put him on the radar. Trish was at the bar asking him about Extra, when the nigga walked up.
“Bitch, what the fuck are you doing disrespecting me and talking to this bitch ass nigga?” Fat Joe yelled.
Dude was pissy drunk; he had to be, Gangsta thought to himself, because this nigga knew how he got down. So, he let him go with the smart remarks until the nigga tripped the fuck out. He pulled his money out of his pocket and threw it in Gangsta’s face. Gangsta’s gorilla instinct went into motion and he grabbed Fat Joe by his neck and slapped him with the Heineken beer bottle he had in his hand. He saw the fear in his eyes as the bouncer pulled him off of his bitch ass and led him towards the front door.
His uncle called him the next morning, telling him that Fat Joe didn’t know who he was because he was so drunk. One of the niggas he was with told him what he did last night and he immediately got in touch with Gangsta’s uncle to let him know that he was tripping. His uncle told him to let the nigga ride on the strength of him but he’d know after tonight that Gangsta wasn’t the type to hear that shit. As he turned off of Acadian onto Boardwalk, he made a left on 32nd Street. He pulled in front of his dawg Red Johnny’s house and blew the horn.
Red Johnny was another nigga Gangsta felt that he could trust, Johnny was his silent assassin. They were from the same hood and had grown up together. Johnny had his own clique, but whenever Gangsta needed him, he was a phone call away. Johnny would occasionally get dope from Fat Joe, so the plan was to set up a buy and nap his fat, stupid ass. Johnny came out of the house with a book sack on his shoulder and jumped in the car.
“What it do, thug? Everything straight or what?” Gangsta asked.
“It’s all good, thug; I just got off the phone with that nigga and I told him that I need a nine piece.”
“Yeah, nigga, I’m gone put a nine piece in the top of that nigga’s head!” They both laughed.
“I feel you, nigga, but the nigga said we had to handle it like thirty minutes from now. That’s why I brought the book sack; I’m ready if you are.”
“Fuck it. No nuts, no glory, ya heard me!” Gangsta said, rolling off.
“Dawg, go on Edgewood so that we can jump in my shit. The nigga want to meet at Albertson’s on Airline,” Johnny said.
Johnny had a new Charger that had dark, tinted windows so that would be perfect. When they switched cars, Johnny got straight on the phone and called Fat Joe. He told him to meet him at the spot in twenty minutes and then he hung up the phone. He asked Gangsta, “How are we going to do this?”
“Thug style!” Gangsta replied.
That meant that they were gone snatch the nigga out of his shit in broad daylight. Johnny and Gangsta both lived for the action so this was going to be fun. They both had smiles on their faces as they made their way onto Airline Highway. As soon as they pulled into Albertson’s parking lot, Johnny spotted where Fat Joe had parked. He pulled on the side of him, grabbed his heat, and jumped straight out of the car with the book sack in his other hand. He hopped in Fat Joe’s car.
“What’s up, Fat Boy?” he asked, smiling.
“Look, I’m in a rush, so let’s take care of biz and be out,” Joe replied.
He didn’t see Gangsta jump out of the Charger with two guns in his hand. Fat Joe grabbed the work from under the seat and all he heard was glass shatter. When he looked up, Gangsta had the guns in his face. “Remember me, bitch ass nigga?” Gangsta yelled.
“Man, what the fuck?” Joe said in panic mode.
“Get your fat ass out of the car and move quickly,” Johnny said.
Gangsta slapped Fat Joe. “Bitch, you hear what the man said.” Then he grabbed Fat Joe by his shirt and drug him out of the car. He fell to his knees and Gangsta kicked him in his ass. “Bitch, get in the other car before I blow your fuckin’ brains out,” Gangsta demanded.
Fat Joe got up and Gangsta led him to the back door and they both got into the back seat. “Dawg, please don’t kill me, gee; you can have whatever I got, just let me slide,” he said. “Listen, nigga, I want at least a hundred stacks to spare your life,” Gangsta said while holding the guns to his temple. “You got five minutes to tell me everything you know or it’s off with your fucking head.”
“You got that, gee, but I don’t have over ninety-three stacks to my name. I got it stashed in the attics at my mom’s house on Alabama Street. Just take me there and I will get it for you.” “Jay, drop us off on 32nd Street; go to his mom’s crib and get that. If it ain’t there, call me, so I can kill this fat bitch.”
When they made it on 32nd Street, Gangsta handed him his phone. “Now call Mom’s house and let her know that Red Johnny is coming to get something for you, so let him in.”
He made the call and Sandra, his older sister, answered the phone, “Sis, where’s Mom?” Joe asked.
“She went to her doctor’s appointment, why?”
“Listen, I am about to send Red Johnny over there to get something for me. Let him in to handle that for me, alright?”
“Alright,” she said.
Gangsta grabbed the phone and hung it up. “Johnny, take care of that and call me when you’re finished,” Gangsta said, getting out of the car with the gun in Fat Joe’s back. Johnny pulled off and they made their way inside. “Dawg, tell me that you won’t kill me once you get the money.”
Gangsta slapped him with the pistol again. “Shut the fuck up and sit yo fat ass down. We’ll know all of that once the phone rings.”
Johnny made it on Alabama Street and pulled into Fat Joe’s mom’s yard. This would be the last time he came here, he thought to himself. As soon as he got out of the car, Sandra was opening up the front door. “Boy, it’s about time; hurry up ‘cause I got things to do and people to see,” she said.
“I hear you, baby girl. I won’t be but a minute,” he said, walking into the house and shutting the door behind him.
Sandra didn’t see him lock it. He walked down the hallway and spotted the attic door. He pulled a chair over and climbed up to open the attic door. The ladder fell when he opened it; he got off the chair and let the ladder fall to the floor. He went up and saw what he was looking for; it was a duffle bag lying in the corner. When he looked inside, he mumbled to himself, “Point seen, and money gone.”
He made his way down and went to see where his sister went. He heard her talking and went into the direction of her voice. Her bedroom door was open and she was lying on her stomach talking on the phone. Damn, she is fine too bad. She gotta go though. He pulled his gun out, walked behind her, and pointed the gun, and pulled the trigger four times. Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom! He picked up the phone and looked at Sandra’s head busted wide open.
“I’m sorry, but your girl is resting in peace. Heaven or Hell; choose one,” he said, laughing. He threw the phone to the wall and broke camp. When he got on North Street, he called Gangsta, “We good, my nigga!” he said and hung up as he headed in his direction.
Gangsta looked at Fat Joe with a devilish grin on his face. Fat Joe stared back at Gangsta hoping that he would let him go. “You know who that was right?” Gangsta asked.
“That was Red Jay telling you he got that issue, right?” Fat Joe replied.
Gangsta stood up. “Nah, dawg, wrong answer. That was the reaper; he just told me he wanted your soul,” Gangsta said, pointing both guns towards Fat Joe’s head. “Die, bitch nigga!” he said and squeezed the trigger five times, sending chunks of meat out of Fat Joe’s skull as he lay slumped on the couch.
Red Jay pulled into the yard and heard gunshots. “Fuck!” he yelled. “I should have waited ‘til I got down the street to call Gangsta because he wanted to see this nigga blood spill when Gangsta pushed his skull back.”
He looked around to see if anybody had heard the gunshots; the coast was clear so he made his way inside. “Nigga, why the fuck you ain’t wait for me?”
“I wanted to split this nigga myself,” Gangsta replied.
“I feel that, nigga, but I wanted to watch,” Johnny said, smiling.
“Nigga, you fucked all the way up in the head.”
“I know, nigga, but what about you?” They both laughed and Johnny dumped the contents out of the bag and there were five more keys inside. They started to count the money while Fat Joe was lying there dead. It came out to be one hundred and four stacks. Johnny pulled his gun and shot Fat Joe again.
“That’s from lying, you fat muthafucka! Man, let’s get the fuck out of here, thug. Call somebody to clean this shit up. We should dump this bitch in the cellar; he done shitted all over himself,” Johnny said.
They both laughed as they walked out of the house. As they walked to the car, Gangsta’s cell phone rang. He looked at the caller ID and saw that it was Monica. “What’s poppin’, baby girl?” he asked when he answered the phone.
“Hey, Daddy, I’m missing you like crazy. When are you coming home?” His phone beeped.
“Hold on, ma, let me answer the other line,” he said, clicking over. “What it do? Run yo’ mouth.”
“What’s up, my nigga?” Extra asked.
“Nothing, nigga. Me and Jay just took care of some biz,” Gangsta replied.
“Dawg, I was calling because they just found your girl and I was making sure that everything was straight. It’s time for me to pop back on the scene,” Extra said.
“I’m glad you said that, thug, because I got Monica on the other line as we speak. Meet me on Edgewood; I’ll run it down to you then,” Gangsta said.
“I’m on the way, nigga, one!” Extra said, hanging up.
Gangsta clicked back to the other line. “Sorry, boo, but you won’t believe who was on the other line.”
“Who?” she asked.
“Extra, baby girl. My nigga is still standing,” he said, sounding excited. “He told me how he got away from the bitch ass niggas and the reason your cousin got killed. Don’t trip; we definitely gonna ride for your people. Believe that. I’m ‘bout to meet him now. He gone tell me who those niggas are and we gone take it from there, alright?”
Monica started to cry on the phone. Gangsta just let her go as he listened. Then she said the magic words, “I wanna know who these niggas are, daddy; them bitches gone pay for this. I wanna be in on this ride, so don’t leave me in the dark,” she said.
“You got that, boo; let me go so I can hurry home. Cook something. I’m bringing Extra over so that we can all sit down and plan our revenge,” he said, smiling. He hung up the phone and put Johnny down on what he was about to pull off.
“Nigga, I know you down for whatever so be ready when I holla. After that we gone turn this fucking city upside down.”
“I love it when you talk that Gangsta shit, nigga!” Johnny said, smiling.
He pulled up next to Gangsta’s car on Edgewood and they sat there, smoking on hydro while waiting on Extra. “Nigga, we tripping. You forgot to call somebody to clean your crib.” Johnny hit the blunt hard. “Man, fuck that nigga and that crib. The nigga already in hell as long as he stays there.”
They both laughed hard.
“Nigga, you crazy. Call Baby June and tell him to get on top of that,” Gangsta said.
As soon as Johnny got on the phone, Extra pulled up. He got out of his ride and jumped into the back seat of the Charger. “What’s up, nigga? Pass the dro; it feels good to be back in motion again,” Extra said.
“I feel you, dawg, but the game is about to get so much sweeter. I got a couple of them thangs for you and some cheese. Here’s the deal with Monica. I’m about to tell her that Young Money was behind her cousin’s kidnapping and death. You got away from the nigga, so we gone have to scratch you up a lil’ bit, ya feel me.”
“I feel ya, nigga. Then she will really hate this nigga and want revenge and we’re the niggas who are going to give it to her,” Extra said, smiling.
“Now, we’re on the same page, my nigga, so let’s get this show on the road. We gone plot Monica’s revenge at the house with her. I promise you that she ‘bout to tell us everything that we need to know.”

Will be available on Amazon.com

Feb 20th 

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In the first part of this trilogy, authors Ralph Holmes and George Johnson tell the story of Baton Rouge hustlers Gangsta and Young Money.

From the start, Gangsta, the treacherous thug is out to get money by any means necessary. He bumps heads with Young Money, the Drug Lord of the city; what starts out as a “get rich quick” scheme, turns into a bloody street war.
When they find out and put together a deeply rooted secret from Arthur Ramsey, incarcerated in Angola, that plugs the two hustlers together. They form an unstoppable click by combining their forces into one.

Take a ride with Ralph and George as they navigate their readers through the streets of BR.

ABOUT THE AUTHORS.
Ralph Holmes and George Johnson are from Baton Rouge, Louisiana. They met while incarcerated, where they both learned their gift for writing. Now released, they’re on a power driven journey to success.