Nikki-Michelle's Spot

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. “…

“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.…

“Make me feel like a woman…” Piña’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 …

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…

So, I finally got a chance to read and finish YOUNGbut Grown Womanish. Out of all the books I’ve read by Mrs. Menchan, the Womanish Series is my all-time favorite. No other author I’ve read has the ability to tell a series of short stories the way she does. The way she starts the stories draw you in instantly and you just have to keep reading to see how it all ends…or in some, cases how it all begins. How she is able to capture the whole essence of a story in just a few pages is something not many can do. No one tells a series of unfortunate—and sometimes fortunate—events like she does.
From Delva Wright and her philandering husband to Damon and his…let’s just say free spirit wife all the way around to A and Fredo and his sister, Sand, I was intrigued and entertained. Nothing tickled me more than the end of the story with Marbra though. She was still too dang giving. LOL! I felt a little sad about Sara and I hope she is doing better wherever she is. I don’t know what to say about Gert…

Okay, so, I know it's been a while since I've done a book review. Hey, a girl has been busy. However, I finally took the time to gobble up two books. I decided to do a little something different this time around so I picked up Ambivalence & No Instructions by Muhjahid Qahhar. I'm quite glad I did. Both books were well written and kept my attention from start to finish.


So I'm going to kind of give two reviews in one. Book one, Ambivalence introduces us to Tenaka, who has just been released from a long government funded vacation, aka prison. Tenaka has a friend, and I use "friend" lightly, Twan, who seems to be a cool guy, right? LOL! He's a good guy...the same way Chucky was in the movie Child's Play. Draw your own conclusions here.


The one thing that drew me in to Tenaka as a character was his unwillingness to see young black women in peril and do nothing about it. I knew from that moment on, Tenaka would be a favorite character of mine. Fast for…

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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At my thinnest, people called me bean sprout, flagpole, told me I needed to eat a burger or two. All kinds of crap. Sometimes it hurt my feelings. Other times I laughed it off. However, since I crossed into the plus-size arena, I've heard some of the meanest, nastiest, vile things said about me and my fellow plus-sized sisters. When I was thin, I thought being told to eat a burger was horrible. Man, listen, that was nothing compared to the shit I hear now. Nothing. It's double the hurt being dark skin and plus-size. Now this doesn't take away from my thin sisters who've had to endure years of taunting about them being small. I can't speak to what those things being said to them has done to their psyche. I can only speak for myself and my experiences, but I'd rather be told to eat a burger than to be told to kill myself because I'm fat, black, and ugly. I'd rather have someone joke about me being a bean sprout than to have people tell me I shouldn't …

Bi Your Side by Nikki - Michelle  Series: No Ordinary Love Series #1 Release Date: September 1, 2017 Cover Design: Colorful Harmony Design Genre: Erotic Romance  Goodreads Link: Coming Soon!

Book Blurb:

He belongs to someone else. So does she, but the passion they once shared can’t be contained. Ten years ago Marshawn Cruz and Della Sway decided to leave the three nights they spent together in their rear-view. Marshawn is now married and Della in a long term relationship. Who knew they’d run into one another again after all these years? And just like before, the burning passion between them is undeniable. Will they risk it all just for one more night or are the people they love more important than one night of pleasure?

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

Nikki - Michelle resides in Metro- Atlanta, Georgia by way of Lexington, Mississippi. Inspired by her love of reading, she began writing at the early age of twelve and has been on a journey of "trying" to pen the perfect novel ever since…

“I can’t believe you’ve been in Atlanta this long and didn’t tell me,” Summer said. I smiled at her. Summer was a good friend of mine. We’d met long ago, back in college when I was just a timid shy girl who jumped at her own shadow. She still looked the same minus a few extra pounds from baby weight. She was pregnant with one child while another was on her hip. The little boy was a beautiful specimen of a child. However, his honey golden eyes told me whose child he was. Summer’s life had given me the background story to my last NYT best seller. She told me the story of her and her husband, who was bisexual, and his friend, Michael. The writer in me went wild. Of course I asked her if I could write about it. She told me I could, but by God, she had never told me Michael had fathered her child. My eyes were as wide as saucers. “Are you and David still together?” I asked. “Yeah, why do you ask me that?” I made no bones about looking directly at the child on her hip. “He looks like Micha…