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A native of Arizona, I currently live in the East Valley with my go-to city being Chandler. I've traveled from West to East and back again. On a personal journey, I ended up writing my first doctrine book with a unique twist. Writing has been a passion of mine since my high school years. When I'm not writing, you can find me wrapped up in my creativity field, which includes - baking, reading, or listening to some soothing music.

My joy of writing has brought me to this very place. I have dedicated this site for those who enjoy written works. I offer sample writings as well as ones that come with a price. Take your time and enjoy the samples or embark on the finer works for a bit more.

The free read above is called 'Who's TL?'

On a peaceful October day in 2017, Riley-Rae Simmons is determined to have a drama-free day off. But as you follow her through the events of the day, you'll find yourself hooked and eagerly anticipating what's to come next. So join her as she embarks on her free day and immerse yourself in this captivating story.

Now classified as the start of:

LOVE ME FIRST

Laidence sighed. "Man... Why does it always have to be this way? I told you straight up it was over."

"Like I'm really supposed to sit here acting like I don't care." Jarvon leaned against the doorframe. "Girl, you a trip. Three years together and you think I can just switch off like some light? You might as well talk to me now. I got time today."

"Jarvon, no we don't. You got work in an hour, and I gotta pick up my mom from the shop. We talked all last week and ain't get nowhere."

"That's where you wrong. If we ain't get nowhere, why we spend two hours last night rekindling our flame?"

"What flame?" She crossed her arms. "I was just releasing tension. And let's keep it real—how many times you done me the same way? That's why we here now. I loved us, loved you, but forgot to love me first. Now I'm playing catch-up. I'm 28 with no kids when I thought we'd be engaged by now, planning our next twenty years."

"Hold up, Laidence. Don't sit here acting like I been playing you. When we met, I just finished trade school. Top electrician in my class, making 75K right out the gate. You was finishing at Gateway. Yeah, you make good money too, but you ain't saved none of it."

"Nope. We not doing this." She grabbed her keys. "This ain't the blame game and I'm not going back and forth. I gotta go. Have a good day at work. I need to get my mom. Look, I owe you a real talk, just not right now. I mean it though—we need to find common ground. I still love you, but something's gotta change."

Current Project

I jolted awake, heart pounding, drenched in that cold-sweat kind of fear. Late June in Arizona had turned the desert into a blazing oven, and Oracle—my little hometown—felt like the epicenter of a scorching spell. Up here, three thousand souls or so belonged to a place that barely registered on anyone’s GPS. Hell, I’d even asked a squad of gamers online if they’d ever heard of Oracle. All I got was, “Where’s that? Some alien planet?” But I knew every dusty mile around this town—had to, living out on my dad’s spread. Still, I loved hitting the freeway down to Goodyear, in Maricopa County. That city’s name sounded like it was daring you to make something grand of yourself, and when I finally pulled in, I felt that spark of “Yeah, this is it.” That Sunday dawn we set out before sunrise—me, Dad, the cattle trailer bumping along the blacktop. He was on a mission to buy a whole cow. Steak night was king in our house: rib eyes, pot roast, half-pound cheeseburgers—Dad’s favorites.