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New Release: All the Things I'm Missing at Home

All the Things I’m Missing at Home is the story of two married couples and one hell of a sixth degree of separation.

Staci and Donovan haven’t been the same since tragedy wreaked havoc on their marriage. Staci is battling an addiction that Donovan stands no chance against. Since Donovan faults Staci for their farce of a marriage, he seeks solace elsewhere. Staci is left to find comfort in the arms of another.


Jerome and Sheila have been in love since college; however, Sheila has gone from a loving and devoted wife, to an all-around career woman. She no longer has time to show her husband love and affection. When a man’s fed up, he seeks love and affection in the arms of another woman.
When two couples’ worlds collide, and outside influences are at play, drama ensues in this sensual tale about addiction, adultery, deceit, and manipulation.




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People are full of sh!t

It's funny how people who are the standard don't speak out against things like colorism and body shaming until it has a negative impact on them. How many of our lighter skinned brothers and sisters used to (and still do when they think no one is watching) laugh at jokes when they were aimed at darker skinned people? How many skinny and/or in shape women laugh at jokes when bigger women are the target?

But as soon as a darker skinned person brings up colorism, it's "oh in school people called me red bone or yellow." Or as soon as a plus size women brings up her being body shamed and how women our size are not the standard of beauty, skinnier and/or in shape women want to discuss how someone called them small or skinny or bean pole even. Now you want to discuss body shaming, sis?

This is why I think so many people are full of sh!t. If you are standard and have laughed at those of us who the world doesn't see as conventionally beautiful because of our shape, siz…

No, Not All Men...

I remember being fourteen, walking to the store for my mother. Dope boys were hanging out. I used to be scared passing by them. It never failed... every single time I walked by, or any other young girl for that matter, they'd try their best to convince one of us to "cut summin." If you're from the A, then you know "cut summin" is short for "let a n*gga f*ck or summin."

Every last one of them knew I was underage and that didn't deter those overgrown ninjas from trying me. There was one, his name was Sean, who asked me my age. I told him. I remember he looked at one of his friends, the one who was adamant about trying to get me to talk to him and said, "N*gga, she fourteen. That's statch."
At the time, I didn't know "statch" was street slang for statutory rape. But I do remember the rest of them laughing and saying, "it ain't if she's down for it" or "not if I don't get caught." Sean tu…

New Release: The Promised Land by Nikki-Michelle & Brenda Hampton

One question. What would you do, if you woke up one day and life as you’ve known it changed forever? For Aubrey Evans and Melody Daniels, along with their families, that day has now arrived. Their lives will never be the same, and after believing that silence is golden as it pertains to the biggest sins of America, they will be forced to confront White Supremacy head on and fight for what they once relished as FREEDOM.

Succumbing to hatred and bigotry is not an option for Malcolm Garvey. He’s an activist who has intensely studied the Promised Land; a land that was created by The Masters who are determined to take their country back. By any means necessary they plan to do it, but will the strength of black men and women, along with their efforts to unite, be enough to put an end to the gut-wrenching madness they all endure in the name of hate? No one could’ve predicated it would come to this, not even in their wildest dreams. But when reality kicks in and the truths behi…

Excerpt from Love, Trust & Pleasure: A Brothers of Beginning, Book One by Kai Leakes...Coming soon...

Love, Trust & Pleasure: A Brothers of Beginning, Book One by Kai Leakes
The way Karma’s irises darkened, I could tell that she was upset, and it bothered me that she was. I didn’t want to disrespect her like I was, but I couldn’t deal with her being in my home. Women can be like the sweetest of pleasure with all the pain sometimes. Irritating such a woman who was actually doing her job, could only make matters worse for me. Logically, I knew this. However, I was in a tired and irrational state. If she didn’t leave now, I was bound to be in jail for trying to see just how far she would let me test her resolve. All with the plan to see just how sweet she tasted. Which is why I found myself following her and reaching out to her. Touching just the tip of her elbow was killing my overreacting body. I had to check my emotions and hedonistic desires at the door. My way to cope was to start grinding my teeth and inwardly counting. As was my typical habit when feeling attacked or stressed. “…

Excerpt from Bi-Sensual: Heat level: Steamy!

“You’re prettier than your pictures online,” he said out of the blue.

I laughed. “Wow. Did you just give me a compliment?”

“You are. I wasn’t that impressed when I saw your pictures.”

I grunted. I’d never seen Demitri before the day I met him. There were no pictures of him on Elliot’s Facebook page. I’d looked. Searched high and low. I’d found it odd. Had even questioned it once, but all Elliot had said was that he liked to keep his personal life private.

“So you were looking for me online, then?” I asked.

He moved his hand around in the bowl. Made a face that said he wished he hadn’t done that.

“I have something I can wrap your wrist with,” I told him.

“Later,” he said. “And, no, I wasn’t looking for you online. You commented on one of Elliot’s posts. So I decided to look through your profile.”

“So, you knew about me and Elliot, then?”

“Not at the time. I just kept seeing a woman on his Facebook page flirting with him and him flirting back with her. I knew there was something there.…

Excerpt from All the Things I'm Missing at Home: Heat level: Hot!

“Make me feel like a woman…” PiƱa’s words collided with the male prowess in me. It wasn’t necessarily the words; it was the way she had said them. It was as if she was pleading with me, tugging at the animalistic sexual desire that she’d stirred up from the moment she responded to my email. “Your poem yesterday,” she said as I pulled her in close to me. “What about it?” I asked. “Did you mean it?” “Which part?” “You said you wanted to touch me and stir something within my soul.” I wrapped my arms around her, placed my hands intimately atop her backside, then slid them down to palm and grip her with enough aggression to let her know I wanted her. She moaned a bit, more like purred. I felt the shiver that settled within her. She smelled damn good, like brown sugar with a hint of something else I couldn’t place. My eyes never left hers. The more she talked, the more I wanted her. I knew she could feel my arousal pressed against her. “I meant it, but in a sense that once I got the chance to be …

Excerpt from A Christmas Kind of Love: Heat level: steamy

It was hard for me to focus when Grace was around. Even though I’d made the decision to stay away from her until I left, that went right out the window as soon as I saw her smile at me during the town hall meeting earlier. There was something about her I couldn’t shake. It scared me. There was no other way to put it. In all my adulthood, I’d managed to be in control of my feelings and relationships when it came to women. I controlled the show. They either followed my rules or I showed them the door. However, Grace wouldn’t allow it. Whether she knew it or not, she was breaking my resolve—her and this town. I kept telling myself I hadn’t come here to be involved with anyone, especially not when I knew I had to leave soon. I wasn’t even sure I’d be able to stick around until Christmas. But I, at least, wanted to get this town as far out of the red as I could before I left. Getting involved with Grace would just present another hurdle I’d have to jump and I didn’t want to think about how…