What’s a woman to do when her life turns upside down…
All Starlie Anderson wanted was for Rico to leave the streets behind, so they could live life happily... Normally...
She was prepared to give him a child. Live in that house in the suburbs. The one with the white neighbors and the lily white picket fence. Until the ultimate betrayal. Then all hell breaks loose!
It kills her inside! She weeps… She shouts…She burns cars and threatens to burn down houses! Because that’s who she is…A spitfire!
But Rico’s betrayal cuts deep. She leaves her marriage as devastated and broken as a woman can get! Only to jump from the skillet into the frying pan with a new lover! A crazed and volatile man who is more than she bargained for.
Her new lover is a savage! He locks her in, and won’t let go! Not without doing major damage!
But Starlie wants out! He brandishes a gun and threatens all that she loves. And the only way to get out, is to match him. Match wits! Match money! Match power! Level up!
She hits the streets. She becomes the plug! And that’s when s*** gets real!
Read along in this gritty, raw and emotionally charged story about a woman who goes to great lengths to avenge a betrayal and to win back her love. If stories with intense uncensored drama, profanity and sex are not your type of read, then this is not the series for you! This story will have you wanting more as you hungrily read the pages to get to the next scene. From page one, this story takes off and never lets up! Open the first page, but be warned…you won’t want to sit this one down!
It all started one day in March of 2018. I was bored. There was nothing to watch on television. And the moment of silence prompted a memory. A flashback to a time I wrote movies in a notebook. Small scenes jotted down for no particular reason. Something compelled me to make a move. I jumped up and ran to my computer, anxious to tell a story of which I could see clearly. The scenes of my cleverly crafted idea so wildly vivid. A face. A name. And twisted plots that would rival any movie.
I began typing. The keystrokes were fervent. Soon one sentence gave way to twenty. One hundred words grew to seventeen thousand. And before I knew it, I had a short story. Proof that anything is possible. So, you might ask if I always wanted to be a writer? Was it somewhere in the back of my mind? No! It wasn’t. But I knew I was creative. And I knew I could tell a story. The rest is history. Now I can say I wrote a book that became a best seller. Downloaded for many book lovers to read and enjoy. And the journey is still fresh. There is so much more to write. I am just getting started!