Free Preaching to the Choir by Camryn Royce

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                  “That’s Willie! I know those shoes anywhere!” one of them shouted.
                  Milan grabbed the microphone from one of the deacons who had been attempting to settle everyone down.
                  “Your bullshit has finally caught up to you, Mikey. I followed you when you stormed off on me at the hospital that night. You were so geeked off the powder you had no idea I was less than 30 feet away from you. I guess you taught me well, being my BIG BROTHER and all.” She smiled slyly at Alana’s horrified expression as she dropped the mic and grabbed Madison from her father before disappearing into the crowd, leaving Michael surrounded by a crowd of his former congregation who wanted answers.
                  Alana had moved to a standing position by that point, her mouth hanging open in horror as she watched the looped video clip over and over. People were brushing past her and shouting, but she heard nothing. She made eye contact with Michael long enough for him to see that she had removed her engagement ring and tossed it away from her. A single tear fell from her face as she shoved her way through the crowd, yanking her arm away from Mr. Matthews as he tried to stop her.
    *POP POP POP POP*
                  The crowd suddenly scattered completely as Michael shot round after round into the air. His father was kneeling in front of his wife’s casket crying hysterically.
                  “Dad, I’m sorry!” he said as he ran by, trying to catch up with Alana.
                  His heart sank when he noticed she was lying near the lobby doors as people trampled her repeatedly, trying to run to safety. Michaela was nowhere in sight, and as he got closer, he noticed she was bleeding heavily from the abdomen.
                  Michael’s eyes welled up with tears as he knelt to check her for a pulse. His eyes scanned the nearly empty room for any sign of Milan or his daughters, and then back down to Alana’s bruised and bloodied face.
                  “Somebody help me!” he shouted, knowing no one would hear him with all the commotion.
                  As he reached for his cell phone, he felt a sharp pain in his neck and felt blood soon after. Blood began to run down onto his shirt as Milan appeared in front of him and then spit on Alana.
                  “If anybody deserved a happily ever after, it was me. I guess I’ll have to make some changes.” She said as he held his neck to try to stop the bleeding. “Save me a seat in Hell, Michael.” She said before she dropped the kitchen knife into her purse and took Madison and Michaela by the hands, walking out on the one man she’d ever loved.
     

PREACHING TO THE CHOIR

READERS, PLEASE ENJOY THIS EXCERPT FROM JADED PUBLICATIONS NEWEST BOOK “A THUG’S CHARM” BY MERCY B

Chapter 1
    BIANCA
     
    “Excuse me,” Bianca heard as she crossed the street. Her initial reaction was to keep walking. She completely despised when men tried to get down on her while in the car. It was like a secret rule she’d made to self to never respond to a guy that didn’t at least have the decency to get out and approach her as a man should.
    “Excuse me,” she heard again interrupting her thoughts.
    “It’s about time I read this rude ass nigga his rights” Bianca turned around to see the face of the guy behind the voice.
    “B, that’s Q,” her sister Kia said while giving Bianca a slight grin. The two, along with their mother, was on the way to American Apparel in Downtown, Memphis. The minute Kia mentioned the name “Q” Bianca’s entire demeanor changed. The mug that she wore when she initially turned around was completely wiped away.
    “Hey,” Bianca said.
    “Hey, how are you doing?” Q grinned. Bianca nearly lost her balance after witnessing such a beautiful smile.
    “I’m…I’m fine”
    “My name is