Exclusive Excerpt from Disloyal I in stores Dec 4th from D. Mann #PassionateSpot

TAMIKA_DISLOYAL (1)smallMenace wants to abandon the street life of hustling but being a black man with a violent criminal record finds his goal unachievable by legal means. He feels forced to venture deeper into the underworld to discover that accumulating riches comes with a heavy price of betrayal, deceit and often murder. Menace struggles within himself to find the right path while traveling the wrong roads. Everything he has dreamed of is threatened when a chain of events bring a new direction to his life. Now escaping the evil streets of Los Angeles with his soon to be family may not be as easy as he first thought.

Excerpt:

The group of men and women were laughing when they exited the truck as if someone had just told the funniest joke. They were carrying numerous bags when they stepped onto the front porch. The sounds of laughter filled the night air as one of the men continued to tell jokes. They were oblivious to the attackers fast approaching the sidewalk with weapons pointed.

“Hey Cuzz,” Shady called to the group of men and women.

Yvette was the first one to look back, petrified…her bags dropped to the ground. The entire group looked as if they had seen ghost, they were all scared stiff. They never had a chance to release the terrified screams from their mouths before they heard the rat-tat-tat-tat-tat of the Ak-47 that Menace had drawn on them. Shady squeezed the trigger of the Tec-9 and together their weapons sang a melody of death that Mozart couldn’t compose. The smoke and fire from the weapons illuminated the scene similar to sparklers on a Fourth of July night.

The group was engulfed in a hail of bullets. Clothes, shoes, boxes, bags and bodies were painted red with blood as the bullets ripped apart everything in their path. Pieces of flesh, tissue and blood were incorporated onto the exterior of the house. Bits of bags and pieces of paper drifted back towards the ground slow as falling snowflakes.

The house was reminiscent of war torn Iraq when Menace released the trigger of the AK-47. The front windows were gone. Holes and splintered wood decorated the entire front of the house, bodies lay mangled and disfigured on the front porch. They could see smoke rising from the lifeless remains. Menace and Shady were sure that everyone was deceased.

Shady made a quick inspection of the bodies; Black and Dimes were absolutely dead. Their bodies were missing large pieces of flesh from their torsos and faces. He looked at Yvette’s body and squeezed the trigger of the Tec-9 one more time. The shell entered into the forehead of her lying corpse. Menace and Shady walked away from the scene.

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K. Michelle – Maybe I Should Call [New Video] #PassionateSpot

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K. Michelle takes a moment to reflect on a past love in the video for “Maybe I Should Call.”
The song serves as the second release from her upcoming album, Anybody Wanna Buy a Heart?

In the video, directed by Iren Sheffield Brown, K. goes into emotional stalker mode as she watches her ex build a life with a new woman — including marriage and a baby.

She says the song is has some real-life roots for her…we don’t doubt it!

Check out the clip below!

#BlackFriday deals on Urban Fiction with Delphine Publications #PassionateSpot

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Omarion feat. Jhene Aiko & Chris Brown – Post to Be [New Music] #PassionateSpot

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Omarion dropped a single just in time to capitalize off his “Love and Hip Hop: Hollywood” notoriety. “Post to Be” features Chris Brown and Jhene Aiko and was produced by DJ Mustard.

Exclusive excerpt: A Hustlaz Nightmare by Jasmin Johnston

9780991022892Life for a Hustler is frantic, especially while one is trying to change for the better. The journey with Zeh Shon and Jai Myah continues as they battle demons from the past and more importantly, present. The ever present roller coaster spirals and turns, but will it finally spin out of control? Will love be strong enough to cast out the negatives and propel the couple closer to their dreams, or will their demons attack when they least expect it? Zo begins feeling himself as his hustle advances to the next level of the game; he begins to get involved in designer drugs and parties like a rock star, which is until his number one love vanishes in the blink of an eye. Zariah finds love in a man where she least expects it, could this be a gift or her greatest curse? In the follow up to A Hustlaz Dream, the love for money drives these individuals to a point of no return, will they crash and burn or wake up before the curtain call?… This is A Hustlaz Nightmare .

Excerpt:

Zo didn’t hear the girls enter being that he was tucked away in his room with the music playing softly in the background. He had parked his car in the garage for the night to keep the neighbors out of his business, plus he knew Zariah’s school didn’t let out for a while, so he was cool… he thought.

“Don’t take all day, Z, you know I’m not trying to be here if that nigga show up.”

“I know, I’m not. Come on.”

They headed up the stairs, Jai’Myah, being a bit tired from stocking supplies at her store all day, trotted a few feet behind.

Nearing the room Zariah thought nothing of the music playing behind the closed door being that her alarm clock woke her up every morning with the smooth sounds of KBLX 102.9. She just figured it was still on since she wasn’t there earlier to turn it off. Jai’Myah watched as she pushed the door opened, everything happened so fast that it gave her a swimming in the head.

Zo barely had enough time to pull himself out of Juanita’s rectum as Zariah came flying across the room, tackling the poor girl. As soon as Jai’Myah realized what was going on she joined in on the attack. Zo scrambled off the bed in search of something to cover himself up with.

Growing bored and irritated with Zariah always complaining about how stupid he was for what went down between him and Zeh’Shon, and the constant advice that he should go to his friend and apologize, Zo distanced himself from her, filling the void with Juanita. Juanita, being a tough cookie to crack during the first attempts finally gave in and started seeing Zo again. Even after the way he dogged her, she felt that she’d have better luck this time around.

Knowing how disrespectful it was to go to another woman’s house, Zo assured her that he and Zariah were breaking up and she wouldn’t be home due to her busy schedule. So like a lonely puppy she followed his lead, believing every sweet word.

As blow after blow and kick after kick landed on Juanita’s small frame, she still somehow managed to break free from beating and scurry from the house. Blood rushed from her fresh wounds as she wiped her eyes to focus on her escape. Jai’Myah chased her to the door to make sure she was”Don’t take all day, Z, you know I’m not trying to be here if that nigga show up.”

“I know, I’m not. Come on.”

They headed up the stairs, Jai’Myah, being a bit tired from stocking supplies at her store all day, trotted a few feet behind.

Nearing the room Zariah thought nothing of the music playing behind the closed door being that her alarm clock woke her up every morning with the smooth sounds of KBLX 102.9. She just figured it was still on since she wasn’t there earlier to turn it off. Jai’Myah watched as she pushed the door opened, everything happened so fast that it gave her a swimming in the head.

Zo barely had enough time to pull himself out of Juanita’s rectum as Zariah came flying across the room, tackling the poor girl. As soon as Jai’Myah realized what was going on she joined in on the attack. Zo scrambled off the bed in search of something to cover himself up with.

Growing bored and irritated with Zariah always complaining about how stupid he was for what went down between him and Zeh’Shon, and the constant advice that he should go to his friend and apologize, Zo distanced himself from her, filling the void with Juanita. Juanita, being a tough cookie to crack during the first attempts finally gave in and started seeing Zo again. Even after the way he dogged her, she felt that she’d have better luck this time around.

Knowing how disrespectful it was to go to another woman’s house, Zo assured her that he and Zariah were breaking up and she wouldn’t be home due to her busy schedule. So like a lonely puppy she followed his lead, believing every sweet word.

As blow after blow and kick after kick landed on Juanita’s small frame, she still somehow managed to break free from beating and scurry from the house. Blood rushed from her fresh wounds as she wiped her eyes to focus on her escape. Jai’Myah chased her to the door to make sure she was out of there. She then rushed back to the upper level, after hearing Zariah yelling at the top of her lungs and things crashing into the wall.

Jai’Myah tried to stop Zariah from screaming and throwing everything in sight at Zo who was trying to plead his case. Zariah acted like a woman possessed as she ran and gave Zo a right hook to the chin. Off reflex, Zo slapped her so hard she spun around and fell into the wall. Though she was dazed she rushed him again, operating off of pure adrenaline. Jai’Myah, trying once again to stop her, was pushed aside like a rag doll.

After hitting Zo this time, he punched her hard enough to

knock her out. Jai’Myah reached to catch her before she slammed her head on the edge of the small nightstand, positioned on her side of the bed, but was too late.        Jai’Myah instantly rushed Zo who was sprinting out the door. Throwing punches as fast as her short arms could move. She then ran back to Zariah’s side. Noticing that her friend wasn’t responding to her calls, she rushed to the phone and dialed 911.

“911, what’s the state of your emergency?”

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Excerpt: A Hustlers Coalition by Bengy D. Sherman now available #PassionateSpot

TAMIKA_AHUSTLERSCOALITION_NOOKSynopsis:
One year out of high school, Antonio Freeman finds his self flat broke, without a job and no plans of furthering his education. in one afternoon everything changed and he went from flat broke to running his own mini cartel known as GMB (Get Money Boyz). Antonio Freeman AKA Free takes to the streets with only one thing on his mind and that is to get money at all cost. He sets out on a bloody mission fueled by greed and the mean and gritty streets of Fort Worth are in for a rude awakening. Many alliances has been formed and just as many has been broken.
Excerpt:
“Tisk, Tisk, Tisk.” I said patting his knee with the barrel of my gun. “karma’s a motherfucker ain’t my nigga, but what I fell to realize is “WHY” why would you betray your family like that, we were family. I put you on true enough you was pushing your lil ounces and what not, but nigga I blessed your game with Keys. you went from making a couple thousand a week to over 10G’s. What you want to speak now, ok but before you speak choose your words carefully cause they might be your last.” I motioned for Sparkles to ungag his ass.
“Fr-Free cuzz I don’t know what the fuck you talking about my nigga. I aint betrayed shit. whoever feeding you this shit is a fucking.” Fat-C was cut off by a blow to the head that immediately blood started to run down his face courtesy of J-Rock.
“Bitch shut the fuck up you betrayed us. Free fuck this shit let me go ahead and kill this fat motherfucker.” J’Rock said pulling his and placing the cold steel to the side of his head. Fat-C begun to cry.
“Hey, Hey its a lil too late for that shit you shoulda thought about that shit before you made a deal with the devil.” I said standing up from mu position and liting a Newport.
bengyBengy Sherman at the age of 33 is a inspiring author, writer, husband and father. he is also the writer to Debut novel A hustler’s Coalition(GMB) that hits the streets October 7,2014. After two prison terms, numerous visits to jail this young African American is living proof that you can manifest your dreams into a reality. Now a published author under the guiding hand of Delphine Publications and with more fire street novels coming your way.
Get to know Bengy:
1). How much of this book is based upon personal experience?
      A: Majority of this book is based on real life occurrences. As a writer you have to be able to tell a story and what better and realer way to do that than to use some of your life story.
2). What made you sign with the publisher you have? and did you seek others?
     A: It was all about family I just felt safe with Delphine Publications, plus I liked what Delphine stood for and the many accomplished author under that label and saying that there was no need to look any further.
3). Who influenced my writing style?
     A: It’s so many talented street lit authors that it hard to choose from. But I would come to say Terri Woods, Donald Goines, Wahida Clark and my newest favorite Sonovia Alexander.
4). How long did it take you to write and put out this book?
     A: That’s an easy one to answer. considering all the time I had on my hands like a month or shorter and within the year I had wrote 5.
5). What or who inspired you to write?
     A: I’ve always loved writing that was one of my most favorite classes in school. but i guess i can answer that I would say myself because my life was in need of a change. I just picked up the pencil one evening and just went for it.
6). Is there anything about this experience so far that you would change?
    A: Not at all I’ve been blessed double time, from me putting out my first book to meeting some wonderful people who are willing to help me succeed. this is an experience that I will be able to talk about til I’m laid to rest, So I wouldn’t change anything.
7). What advice would you give upcoming authors?
    A: Just to trust in your abilities, stay focused, and trust in your team.
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