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Keeping It Kindred

Congratulations to Yatta Rose on her #1 Christian Fiction Best Seller Devlin In The Pulpit.

She has shown no mercy with her masterful storytelling of church house drama and rattling feathers about the unspoken. The Bishop is one hot mess and poor British. The discussions have been buzzing around this book and make sure you’re in on the jaw dropping tea. 

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We often look to the church for help, love, and guidance but sometimes we get the opposite or nothing at all.

Three Members Tell The Story Of One Bishop By The Name of Devlin C. Latimore. From His Dark Secrets, Infidelity , Abusive Behavior, and Evil Ways. The Bishop of New Holy Temple is NOT Your Ordinary Bishop. Behind Closed Doors He Lives His Life The Opposite Of What He Preach.

The story Bishop Latimore and all of his dirty secrets unfold through three members of his congregation. The Bishop’s God daughter, British Williams, Deacon Kenneth Robinson, and Tory Brooks.

In this Standalone Novel we discover that even a Bishop could live so foul while preaching the word of God. So get ready to receive Bishop Devlin C. Latimore….

Yatta Rose is putting the finishing touches on Devlin In The pulpit II Blood  On The Altar and set be released early June!

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KSP give a big congratulations to our debut authors Alechy and Genita Hawkins. 

Early this month Alechy served us with a hot urban banger By Myself I’m A Soldier about a young woman by the name of Sage. Alechy perfects this tale effortlessly opening our hearts to a woman who we can all relate to in some form. This is one debut you don’t want to sleep on. It gives me nostalgia of the urban books we read when the genre began.

Now Available


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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?

Genita presented readers with a great story of life and love and her descriptive style will put you right in the room with Christina as she navigates through all her highs and lows. You can purchase and get the great experience here 


Once again we congratulate these ladies for stepping out on faith and having their first work published with KSP. We are certainly looking forward to bringing readers more from these too talented authors. Drop those reviews on Amazon letting us know your thoughts on our two newest members to the family. 


Upcoming Releases

 

GONE OFF A SAVAGE
Will be available May 26th

 

Nia Chantel debuted with KSP  her novel Maybach & His Boo Thang in 2015 and she went on to complete more urban romance series for readers. To date she has published more than eight books with Kindred Soul and shows no sign of stopping. This month Nia is bringing a hot new story with brand new characters Alaya and Sheek with their own bout of love and drama to a kindle near you.  

Meet Alaya single mother of three. Working hard to make sure her and her girls are living good. To some she’s considered a chick with too much baggage and that’s exactly what Sheek thought once he found out she had three baby daddies. Though he was smitten by her he decides she’s not worth the headache, but after spending some time apart he realizes she’s exactly what he’s been missing in his chaotic life. Sheek is a low key savage, who has the streets on smash. But there’s more to him than just drugs and women. He’s a business man first. Take a ride with Alaya and Sheek and see if she’s fit for his SAVAGE lifestyle.

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Check out more books by Nia Chantel


Keeping It Kindred

On May 26th the authors of Kindred Soul are doing a giveaway for readers to win copies of our street fiction novels along with Nia Chantel’s newest release. Make sure you like our Kindred Soul Publications page for the official post.


Let’s pick up the Tempo!

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SOON IN JUNE!

This hot tale penned by a hot author Dianna Smith will be debuting in June. This is next level grown folk stuff. It brings me back to that Zane vibe and era when everybody was going crazy about everything homegirl was writing and dropping. The real readers know what I’m saying. 

Kindred Readers are definitely in for a treat with this hot debut coming. An excerpt of this masterpiece will be posted soon. Stay tuned!


KSP Latest Releases

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When The Smoke Clears

Black Fire

Dirty South Diana


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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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Former cover from Black Fire

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. 

 

28033202_1992652414320741_1243896208_oLoved my first cover, but this one I absolutely LOVE! This makes me appreciate what I do so much more. Being a part of the process while I trust it is dope and packed with knowledge I didn’t have. I encourage any author aspiring and experienced be a part of your process- see it to the publish button and promote even after. 

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.