Kassie Leigh Perkins

    Snippets From Kassie's Books

 

 

 

Grit and Deception:

 

I looked at the time on my phone; I was getting nervous by the minute. Seth should be walking through the door at any second now. What will he think when he sees me? Do I have on too much make-up? is my dress too tight? Will he like my new hair do. All those thoughts flooded my mind, as I sat and wait. My heart was echoing through my body. I could feel it in my toes.

 I looked up and saw the hostess heading my way…behind her was Seth. My heart skipped a beat, he looked so damn good. I could fuck him right here right now! I looked out the window, so he wouldn’t know that I knew he was approaching the table. I could hear his voice growing louder and louder as they walked in the vicinity of the table.

 “Here we are Mr. Hendrix; your lovely wife awaits you.” The hostess said.

“Thank you.” Seth said.

 I turned from the window pretending to be shocked to see him. Knowing good and well I almost peed myself seeing him walk through the restaurant with the hostess.

 “Hey baby, you made it!” I said, as I stood up to hug to give him a kiss.

Seth looked like he was thinking-damn!

 

 

 

 

 

Men Who Do They Think They Are?

 

Men often times feel as if they are superior and the ruler of a woman’s heart. This may be true when it comes to a certain type of woman. Not all women abide by these feelings of authority. But, there is a small fraction that does. A man can take you on an emotional roller coaster. It’s easy for them…hard for us. Because we as women, are emotional creatures, and it doesn’t take much to leave us in a world wind of hurt. A man will tell you anything to get what he wants. Once he has you in his web, it’s up to you to be aware of his true feelings. Don’t be blinded by love and affection…it can lead to disaster.

There are many types of men. You can have the loving caring man, or you can have the lying, deceiving man. I will analyze all types. First things first, don’t jump to conclusions. Observe his ways, and base your feelings on your findings. Every relationship starts off new. You meet a guy; you’re attracted to him, as he is with you… supposedly. A new friendship is found, blooming into a romance…maybe.       

 

The Un-Rested Soul Of Mrs. Allison-A true Story

 

They chastised me for being scared to go any further. I had to act like wonder woman, be brave and go for it. What was there to be afraid of anyway, I asked myself. I ran to the back of the room, and I reached the back wall, touched it and began to run back. My brothers waited until I got close to the door and closed it right in my face, and held it.

The room was so dark; I couldn’t turn on the light, because the light switch was on the other side of the door. I screamed, kicked, and beat on the door. I pulled on the knob but they were too strong, I couldn’t force it open. As I beat on the door, I heard a faint whisper call out my name. I looked back and I saw a pair of white, glowing eyes, coming towards me, I could hear the sound of the carpet being crawled upon. That scared me three times over. I damn near ran through the door. My sister heard me screaming and them laughing loudly. She made them let go of the door and forced them to end the game.

 

 

Fantasy Harbor The Warning

 

I slammed tha doe and put my bra and diary on my bed. I stood in my shoulda length, faded mirror, and put on my new necklace. It looked good around my skinny neck; I’ll neva take it off. I wished I had long hair like most of tha gouls do at my school. I wished I had a boyfriend ta’ put my necklace on me, while I hold up my long hair, just like on that show ma’ and madea watch, called “Young and The Restless”. I want ta’ act one of these days. I got ta’ get out of Tupelo Mississippi; I wish I could leave na’, pack up all my stuff and just go. I would only take my ma’ and my madea.

I wouldn’t take Lionel ta’ a mud pie fight. I don’t like tha way he looks at me sometimes. It’s creepy, and his eyes look like they made of stone when he stares at me. I hate my diddy fa’ leaving us, I bet he don’t even know it’s my birthday today. He got his self locked away in jail when I was foe’ yea’s old, and I hadn’t seen him since. Ma’ said he kilt somebody in Tennessee.

I wonda what it’s like ta’ kill somebody. I wonda, if it run in my blood, like it did my diddy. I don’t thank I could eva’ kill somebody, I aint like my diddy. I strolled back in tha living room ta’ grab my cousins, and outside we went. I was really ready fa’ them ta’ go home; I wanted ta’ start writing in my new diary, and try on my new bra. I thought since they was hea’, we might as well have some fun.

I grabbed my jump ropes, so we could jump double dutch. Me and my goul cousins always jumped rope and played hop scotch.

 

 

Man Cave The Woman's Guide

 

Men are like play- doe, they have to be molded into the man you’d like for them to become. All men however, can’t be molded. But you’ll get brownie points for trying.

            Before dating a guy, if you have boundaries set for yourself and you know what you’re looking for in a man, don’t settle. The possibilities are endless when it comes to meeting a guy who’s not your type. When you know that a possible prospect isn’t your cup of tea, but you chose to date him regardless, then you’re setting yourself up for failure. Don’t become desperate and step away from your better judgment.

 

Don’t put yourself in numerous positions with a guy whom you know full well is not what you’re seeking.

            However, if he has the potential to be what you want him to be, then maybe he can be molded. Don’t waste your time molding him; if you only see “one” of the umpteen qualities you look for in a man, you won’t be happy. Be truthful with yourself and stick to your guns. When the dating process begins, date and keep on dating. Don’t allow that one prospect to devour you if he doesn’t fit into your lifestyle. Many will try, some will succeed. Some of the rejected prospects will want you like Labron James wanting to win another championship. Those are the one’s who know you’re not interested, but continue to ask you out on a date.

            They will attach to you like flies on shit. Guys like this can potentially be hard to dismiss. He’ll think he’s in there. Then you’ll find yourself dodging his calls and barricading yourself in your house like there’s a warrant out for your arrest and the police are hot on your trail.

 

 

Foolish At Forty

 

Isis is newly divorced and she's partying harder than a collage student on spring break. She begins dating, and becomes serious with a high profiled lawyer name Richard. Richard wants to build a future with her, but she's side tracked by a younger guy name Jaborry, who will mean her no good. Will she make the mistake and find herself in a hell hole with Jaboorry, or will she find sanction in the arms of Richard? Foolish At Forty is a must read!

 

 

 

Reckless Instinct

 

My dreams of becoming a world renowned super model went away just as fast as my beauty. I began seeing mounds of pimples appear on my face and my hair wasn’t as silky and long anymore. I went from being a slim and trim size 3 with a B cup breast size, to a size 8 and my breast grew to a size D. I looked more like an average teenager by this time. I felt like every since I hit the puberty stage it had stolen my beauty. I’m nineteen now, but I look like I’m twenty five. My mother says I’m a lost cause because of how she felt I let myself go. I didn’t let myself go; I was a growing teen who needed guidance from my mother, not beauty tips. I think it was more of her dream for me to become a super model than it was for me. I ended up getting way more than I ever bargained for when I met a guy name Pisces. He changed my life in more ways than one. I experienced my most frightened encounters when Pisces entered my life. I also learned a lot from him.  I became a model, but not a super model and a far cry from being anyone’s role model.