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About the author:
Writing is my passion. I wrote articles for different websites such as associated content, which is no longer available, but I hadn't yet established myself as an author at that time. Unexpected situations that I felt were unjust or simply mind-blowing continued to happen to me as well as people around me, so I had to release. I published my first novel "Partially Broken Never Destroyed" in 2012, which was when I took on the title of being an author. Be sure to check out all four parts of this series.
Partially Broken Never Destroyed I
Partially Broken Never Destroyed II: Mirror Mirror
Partially Broken Never Destroyed III: The Trilogy
Partially Broken Never Destroyed IV: Unholy Matrimony
What inspired you to write your book?
I was inspired to write this book because I love creating and bringing a fictional story to life that could very well be realistic.
Here is a short sample from the book:
"You are the most gorgeous girl I've ever dated, Alyce," Brad said, sitting down on the bed in the motel room he rented.
"Thank you, Brad," Alyce said, holding her head down as she blushed.
Alyce felt like the luckiest girl in the world as her mind began to wander off on all the great things she had going for herself. Her parents were very wealthy, and she was president of the student council, captain of the Beta Club, and in the top five percent of her senior class in her Virginia Beach hometown. She received an academic scholarship for her outstanding grades and would be headed off to college very soon. She was excited about graduating and going to the same college with her childhood best friend, Kelsey. Kelsey graduated a year earlier than Alyce and was also excited about her best friend joining her. On top of all that, she was dating one of the hottest guys in her high school class.
"Would you like some champagne?" Brad asked her.
"Brad, you know I don't drink."
"Okay, no pressure," he said as he wrapped his arms around her and gave her a soft kiss.
Alyce was enjoying the moment until she felt Brad reach for the zipper on the back of her sleeveless dress. She got up from the edge of the bed and walked to the opposite side of the room.
"Alyce, we've been dating for over a year now, and I’ve been respecting the fact that you are waiting for marriage to have sex. I'm not trying to sound harsh, Sweetheart, but nobody does that anymore."
"My dad said he waited for my mom."
"Alyce, I'm pretty sure your dad had other women he was having sex with until your mom came around."
"Even if he did, he still respected her wishes to wait until she was ready," Alyce argued.
"Either that or she had someone else pounding that cake other than your dad."
"You know what, Brad, I think you're being a jerk."
"Yeap, a jerk that's tired of jerking off. Look, I didn't rent this room to kiss and hold hands. I got a few friends coming by in an hour for the after-prom party."
Alyce looked at him with hurt and disappointment. This was the first time she wore contacts and used flat irons on her usually curly red hair. Even without contacts, she was still pretty with beautiful green eyes hidden behind her thick black framed glasses. She was about 5'4 with a curvy figure. She was normally shy, reserved, and had never had a serious relationship until Brad.
"I thought you said that you loved me and it was okay."
"Yeah, it was, but I figured you would put out since it was prom night."
Alyce grabbed her hunter green sequence purse that matched her hunter green dressed and walked out of the room. She remembered her dad telling her never to let a man see her cry. She went down to the motel lobby and called her mom to come and get her.
Her mom arrived about 15 minutes later, and Alyce hopped in the backseat.
"Well, that's a little rude. Do you want to tell me what happened?"
"No mom, I don't."
"Okay, well, should I even ask what you’re doing at a motel, Alyce."
"Don't worry, mom; I'm still the perfect little princess you and dad made me to be."
Without another word, Alyce and her mother, Gloria rode home in silence. Their relationship was complicated. With her athletic build and small frame, her mother acted more like a teacher than a normal mom. She couldn’t remember the last time her mother hugged or kissed her. Her dad was her nurturer and constantly reminded Alyce how she would always be his little princess.
As a kid, Alyce frequently visited her grandparents on her dad's side, who were white, but never her mom's only surviving parent, her black dad. The only thing that Alyce knew about her grandparents on her mom's side was that her grandmother died when she was a baby. Alyce couldn’t understand why her mother never acknowledged her dad. There were also rumors that Alyce had a half black brother, but she always dismissed them since her mom told her she was a virgin until she met her dad.
Alyce’s mom kept her sheltered and rarely ever allowed Alyce to go anywhere but school, church, and home even though she had a car. Her prom was the first time in years that her mother allowed her to have some type of freedom, and even then, she wasn’t allowed to drive to her own prom. Her mom said that she might fall into the peer pressure of drinking, so her not driving was an extra precaution.
The next morning, Alyce quietly sat at the breakfast table. Her dad had already left for work, and her mom was getting ready to go to her office job at a law firm.
“I think it would be a good idea for you to get a part-time job until you leave for school in August,” Gloria suggested.
“My scholarship covers all of my expenses. Besides, I’ve been saving all of my birthday and Christmas money for the last four years.”
“I know, honey, but you need a sense of responsibility, and I think having a job will help you learn how to manage your priorities.”
“Well, I’ll talk to dad about it and see what job he suggests.”
Alyce knew that would be the end of the conversation. Her dad would never make her work. If anything, he would put more money into the savings account he had already started for her since she was a young girl. In addition to her dad’s money, she had been secretly building a relationship with her mom’s dad for quite some time, and he was also contributing to her savings.
She and Grandpa James started building their relationship once she got her license and her blue Ford Mustang that her daddy, Danny Wilson, bought her for her 16th birthday. She stayed at home by herself until her parents got off work, so most of the time she was extremely bored. She would normally go to Kelsey’s house, but Kelsey was away at college.
One day she decided to look through some old childhood photos and found a document with Grandpa James’ name, address, and phone number. She knew it might be a fair shot since the paper was obviously old, but she wanted to see if the information could at least lead her to someone who may know him. Once she called the number, an older man answered the phone. She explained that she found the number in her mother’s photo album and gave the man only the first name of her mother, just in case he wasn’t her grandpa. Much to her surprise, he knew exactly who she was and gave her information to verify he was her grandfather.
After having several phone conversations with Grandpa James, they made a mutual decision to meet in person. Alyce was still a little apprehensive about meeting up with him, so they agreed to meet at a mall. Once she saw him sitting at the food court, she knew exactly who he was without him saying anything. Her mother was a splitting image of him. He was about 5’9 with a medium build. He had a paper bag skin tone with brown eyes and graying hair but was very handsome for an older guy.
She walked up to him, and he gave her the warmest hug as if she had been around him all her life. The more she spoke with him, the more she wondered how her mom could keep her away from such a pleasant person. His smile lit up the room as she told him about her academics and extracurricular activities. Although they didn’t talk much about his life or her mother, she was excited to meet a part of her family that she never really knew. After speaking for a few hours, they decided they would meet up on a regular to catch up for lost time.
For about a year, Alyce used the extra two or three hours when her parents were at work to meet up with Grandpa James after school about once or twice a month. They would talk about her life, and he’d give her money for shopping or saving. Alyce had a million questions about his relationship with her mom. She didn’t want to ask him earlier because she was afraid she would scare him off. By her going off to college, she would no longer be able to meet up with him as often as she did. She decided that the next time that they would meet, she would ask about their dysfunctional relationship. She also wanted to see if he knew anything about a possible half-brother.