{"id":251848,"date":"2026-07-13T01:34:52","date_gmt":"2026-07-12T22:34:52","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/angel-renee-williams-1\/"},"modified":"2026-07-13T01:34:52","modified_gmt":"2026-07-12T22:34:52","slug":"angel-renee-williams-1","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/angel-renee-williams-1\/","title":{"rendered":"Angel &#8211; Renee Williams (1)"},"content":{"rendered":"<figure style=\"text-align:center;margin:0 auto 1.5em;\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/07\/f209cb40e8b941dd.jpg\" alt=\" - Unknown book cover\" style=\"max-width:300px;width:100%;height:auto;box-shadow:0 4px 12px rgba(0,0,0,.25);border-radius:4px;\"\/><\/figure>\n<p>I beat ass over Zane. He taught me how to throw hands and how to stand on business. \u201cI\u2026 lo..ve.. you,\u201d he sputtered with a gasp as blood flowed from his mouth. Being a nurse, I had seen blood. Never had it ever affected me the way it was in this moment. It was red. It was bright. It screamed death. My heart was already mourning him. He wasn\u2019t going to make it. \u201cRun,\u201d he whispered taking his last breath, as his eyes held mine even in death.<\/p>\n<p>A wave of nausea hit me as I gazed down at my baby brother. Ignoring his words, I couldn\u2019t leave him. Running and leaving him wasn\u2019t an option. Leave him to die alone. Never. \u201cZane,\u201d I whispered, not believing what I was seeing. I didn\u2019t move until I felt someone snatching me from behind by my hair, pulling me to my feet. \u201cNo,\u201d I screamed, kicking my feet as I tried to hold on to my brother.<\/p>\n<p>I knew he was gone but letting go of him meant letting him literally go. I wasn\u2019t ready for that. I wasn\u2019t ready for him to leave me. I wasn\u2019t ready to let ZaZa go. Stumbling to my feet, tears flooded my eyes as I stared down at my brother in shock. His eyes were partially open, making me want to close them, give him some peace. My registry of the man behind me was delayed. Even with him gripping my ponytail, it took him speaking for me to realize my life was in danger, too.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYou have some explaining to do, Nurse Zuri,\u201d the man whispered in my ear. The knife he held against my neck pricked my skin. I closed my eyes, blocking out the sight of Zane\u2019s dead body. What had I done? Was this about Brianna? Who was I kidding?<\/p>\n<p>That was exactly who this was about? Brianna had warned me. I listened, but I should have stayed gone. He wrapped an arm around my waist and kept his knife on my neck, moving me into a chair. I didn\u2019t bother to struggle. Someone, probably the person who shot my brother, tied me to a chair as the other one placed tape across my mouth. Tears continued to spill down my cheeks. My brain was in overload.<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p>No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law. 1kitap1.com\/en \u200b \u200bAcknowledgments First, I\u2019m always going to thank God first. He is the head of my life, and he\u2019s my guiding light.<\/p>\n<p>Thank you, family, for always supporting me. Monet Rose- Thank you for always creating beautiful covers. Covers capture the moment. Still, all my mistakes are my own. To my fans, thank you for riding with me. With every book, I hope I\u2019m getting better and better. It has been a long journey to start back writing.<\/p>\n<p>However, I hope you enjoy this book because it was certainly a labor of love. Much love, Renee Williams 1kitap1.com\/en Table of Contents Acknowledgments Brianna Brianna Dakota Bri Aaron Aaron Bri Aaron Bri Zuri Aaron Bri Dakota Briana Aaron Zuri Bri Cole Angel 1kitap1.com\/en Brianna Tears clouded my eyes. I wanted this all over with. I was tired of everything: my pregnancy, these damn contractions, and Cole\u2019s ignorant ass. Honestly, I would take the pain if Cole\u2019s aggy ass would simply disappear off the face of the earth. Blowing out a breath, I tried to turn to my happy place, which was anywhere but here.<\/p>\n<p>My contractions were getting closer and closer together, and it was getting harder and harder to ignore the pain radiating throughout my body. I sighed heavily once the contraction ended. I felt overwhelmed by the situation I found myself in. At this moment, there was nothing I could do about it. I had made my bed as my grandmother used to say, and I was laying in it.<\/p>\n<p>As much as I wanted to run away, I couldn\u2019t. God knew I would run away like my ass was on fire if I could. I was in so much pain that I didn\u2019t know what hurt the most. I wanted an epidural, but Cole read somewhere that it wasn\u2019t good to have one, so I had forgone anything to help with pain.<\/p>\n<p>As much as I hated his guts, I had to admire the fact he wanted nothing to happen to our baby. Knowing his crazy ass, he didn\u2019t want anything to happen to me because then, he couldn\u2019t control me. Break me further than what he had already broken me. Sadly, it had taken him less than two years to turn me into a woman I didn\u2019t recognize. It was really fascinating how I allowed him to come in and destroy everything about me.<\/p>\n<p>Every time I thought about what I allowed him to do to me, I felt sick to my stomach.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p><em>This is a short excerpt from the opening of &ldquo;&rdquo; by Unknown, quoted for review and introduction purposes. 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