Dirty Little Secrets [NOOK Book]

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Nothing prepares Tyler Blake for the fast-paced living of New York City. A small-town girl from Georgia, she quickly gets caught up in the glamorous entertainment industry.  While pursuing her dream of becoming an actress, Tyler continually gets sidetracked by men who promise to help her and finds herself going from one dysfunctional relationship to another. Just when Tyler finally believes she has found her ideal man, in hip-hop producer Brian McCall, everything begins to go horribly wrong. Trapped in a ...

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Nothing prepares Tyler Blake for the fast-paced living of New York City. A small-town girl from Georgia, she quickly gets caught up in the glamorous entertainment industry.  While pursuing her dream of becoming an actress, Tyler continually gets sidetracked by men who promise to help her and finds herself going from one dysfunctional relationship to another. Just when Tyler finally believes she has found her ideal man, in hip-hop producer Brian McCall, everything begins to go horribly wrong. Trapped in a nightmarish relationship, Tyler is determined not to go down without a fight.

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A beautiful young African-American goes through a string of bad men before she learns to love herself. When her ambitious mother leaves her ineffectual father for a richer man, Tyler Blake and her sister are transplanted to an opulent but extremely dysfunctional new home in Atlanta. Six-year-old Tyler is assaulted by her teenaged stepbrother, and she witnesses her mother being abused by her new father. In high school, her first boyfriend rapes her, and she falls for flashy and possessive Trey, who ends up threatening Tyler with a gun before killing himself. Fleeing yet another failed relationship (this one capped by an abortion), Tyler moves to New York City, where she attends college and tries her hand at acting. She starts relying on men to take care of her financial, if not emotional, needs. With heart-stopping looks, Tyler attracts plenty of boyfriends, including Detroit-based NBA player Ian and big-shot music producer T-Roc, who helps her score some modeling gigs. Her relationships with the two men overlap, leading to a disastrous and predictably violent outcome. She then meets another smooth-talking, borderline-sociopathic music producer: Brian, who supports her while also supporting another woman and child. Believing herself to be in love, Tyler gets pregnant with Brian's child right before their romance takes a turn for the worse. This results in an ugly custody case and in Tyler's realization, at age 26, that she would be better off alone than with someone who mistreats her. King's debut, a would-be cautionary tale, offers little but sloppy writing, despicable male characters and a silly heroine with gold-digger tendencies. Repetitive, joyless melodrama.
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"I was engrossed in the story, and so hungry for the drama, that I had to fight to keep from glancing over at the next page. Not only was this a riveting, sexy tale, but there were many lessons to be learned, page after page. The saddest thing about Dirty Little Secrets was that it had to end."—-Trista Russell, bestselling author of Going Broke and Fly on the Wall

"A true roller-coaster ride for the heart and mind…. Honest and real."—-Maryann Reid, author of Marry Your Baby Daddy and Use Me or Lose Me

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781429906180
  • Publisher: St. Martin's Press
  • Publication date: 4/1/2007
  • Sold by: Macmillan
  • Format: eBook
  • Edition description: First Edition
  • Edition number: 1
  • Pages: 256
  • Sales rank: 169,347
  • File size: 247 KB

Meet the Author

Joy King’s debut, Dirty Little Secrets, is loosely based on her own life.  She lives in New Jersey with her son.

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Later that night, I was at it again, partying with the hip and stylish, taking note that I simply had to invest in a New York-chic wardrobe. In Georgia I was in style and used to being the center of attention. Here I stood out like a sore thumb. But it wasn't the time to dwell on that, because I was simply having too much fun. They were playing "Hate Me Now" by Nas, and T-Roc grabbed me by my waist and escorted me to the dance floor. He was grinding against me from behind with his face against the side of my cheek, and the essence of his cologne had me caught in his rapture. Up until that moment, I wasn't sure T-Roc was attracted to me.
Although I felt cute, my confidence was a little low. Here I was in a new city at these industry parties surrounded by women who looked like they had just stepped out of InStyle. Everywhere I turned, there was a beautiful woman, but yet T-Roc was dancing with me. I felt special because I was dancing with the man that every other girl wanted. Why wouldn't they? Not only was T-Roc on top of his game businesswise, but he was also a very clean-cut and sharp-looking guy. Nobody possessed his style and his star presence was undeniable.
"How about you come home with me after the party?" T-Roc whispered in my ear before turning me around so we were face-to-face. It took all my strength to resist his offer but I knew what would happen and I wasn't quite ready yet.
"I want to but I can't."
"Why can't you?" His arms were still around me.

"I really have to study. I have an English test coming up, and if I don't pass it, I might fail the class." T-Roc gave me a bizarre look, like "Bitch, you can't be serious," but I was. No, I wasn't going to fail the class over this test, but I had to say something to get out of going home with him.

"I tell you what, pretty girl; you take your test, and I'll catch you the next time around." As T-Roc let go of my waist and left me standing on the dance floor, I felt my prom king had left his queen.

I lay in bed dreaming about how it would be for T-Roc to make love to me. It had been months since I had been intimate with someone, and wouldn't it be the icing on the cake if my next man was T-Roc?

A couple of days passed, and I didn't hear from Jason. I was a tad disappointed, but at the same time I needed to concentrate on school. Once again I wasn't focusing. More and more I was thinking that school wasn't for me. But until I found something more productive, I figured I needed to stick it out. Tired of calling my parents for money every other week, I decided I needed a job. There was a restaurant right down the street from me looking for a part-time waitress, and I jumped on the opportunity. I put down a bunch of bogus prior waitressing experience, but they obviously didn't check to see if it was true. To my delight I got the job. Once I was hired, a young woman named Chrissie was assigned to train me. She was a cute petite white woman who put me in mind of a younger version of Sarah Jessica Parker. To my surprise, Chrissie also attended NYU. We instantly clicked, and I finally had my first girlfriend in New York City.

During one of my rare moments of studying, Jason phoned to say that he was on his way to pick me up. That was fine by me; I was more than happy to close my English book and take an extended break. I hoped my mogul had told Jason that he wanted to see me because the last time I saw T-Roc he seemed a little put off that I declined his invitation to his crib. I'm sure he hadn't gotten that type of brush-off often.

Jason and I went to the label, where I sat for awhile without T-Roc saying two words to me. He was busy running a label, and I started to wonder what I was doing there. It was amazing to see him at work because he was a very hands-on type of guy and an extreme perfectionist. When something didn't go exactly the way he wanted, he had no qualms about having a tantrum right in front of everybody. After two hours of no one saying a word to me, Jason emerged, "Are you hungry?"
"A little bit." Actually I was starving, but that was too much information.

"Cool, we're going to pick up some food and stop by my friend's house to chill for a while." Cool was Jason's favorite word, I thought to myself.
My mind was made up. If I was presented with another invitation by T-Roc, I would not decline. I had a strong inkling that he was the friend Jason was talking about. We stopped at a soul food restaurant called Shark Bar, Jason picked up the food he had ordered, and a short time later we pulled up to a brownstone in the city. I took a quick look around the quaint neighborhood while Jason rang the doorbell. I was bubbling over on the inside when T-Roc answered the door. He greeted me with a sly smile and said, "Hello, Tyler. How did you do on your English test?" His question threw me off balance, but I quickly regained my composure.

"It went great;" I said shyly, and gave a smile. On the outside, the building looked historic and old-fashioned. On the inside it was all high-tech and ultramodern. Here I was sitting and eating barbecue salmon, yams, and rice with my crush. It was too good to be true. The three of us were laughing, joking, and enjoying the delicious food. After a couple hours Jason said he had to run an errand. That was fine with me, because I could finally have some alone time with T-Roc.

"Tyler, what school do you attend? Not high school, I hope." I tried to get a read on T-Roc's face because I couldn't tell if he was serious or playing.
"NYU."
"What's your major?"
"Journalism."
"Oh, you look very young; how old are you?"
"Eighteen. I'll be nineteen later this year," I said eagerly, not wanting to seem so young.

"Don't rush it pretty girl. There will come a time when you'll be wishing you can push your age back, not forward." As T-Roc was talking, my mind began drifting off, thinking about the hundreds of cute girls he had conquered and the many more who would follow me. But you know what? I didn't give a shit. I couldn't have cared less. When I wanted something that is what I wanted--no ands, ifs, or buts about it! At this moment in my life, I wanted to know what it felt like to make love to T-Roc. I didn't care if it turned out to be a one night stand, because personally I thought that would be more romantic. This guy was a known ladies' man, and I wasn't naïve enough to believe I could change him or that I would be "the one." Every girl he slept with was probably trying to lock him down, so I figured I'd do one better and treat him as a casual sexual encounter. This was about me fulfilling yet another one of my fantasies, no more and no less.
We began kissing and I started feeling myself getting aroused. "Tyler, how about we go upstairs where we can get comfortable?" T-Roc took my hand and led me upstairs to his bedroom where a huge plush bed awaited us.
Leaning back on his bed, he said, "I want to watch you undress." My mind began racing, and the shy, insecure, and self-conscious side of me took a seat as the other side--the bitchy, fiery and confident side--showed its face. I gave him a look that said, Oh please, I'm not taking off my clothes for you. All these episodes in my life are like movies to me, and I've created scripts that have to be exciting and fun. I knew sleeping with him was going to happen, but I couldn't let him think that he would just snap his fingers and my clothes would fall off. I had to make him believe that he had somewhat coerced me.

"No, baby, I don't think so. This isn't Scores, and I'm no stripper."

"Pretty girl, I just want to see you naked. Please." I did have on a soft pink Natori bra and panty set that I wanted him to view. If I wasn't comfortable with anything else, I pretty much always liked my figure and enjoyed showing it off in cute undergarments. I didn't want to seem too eager to please, though, and this was my script, so I needed to start setting the pace. In my mind I was telling T-Roc to back it up, buddy, I'm running this show. I sauntered over to the bed and began kissing him again.

Copyright © 2006 by Joy King
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First Chapter

Later that night, I was at it again, partying with the hip and stylish, taking note that I simply had to invest in a New York-chic wardrobe. In Georgia I was in style and used to being the center of attention. Here I stood out like a sore thumb. But it wasn't the time to dwell on that, because I was simply having too much fun. They were playing "Hate Me Now" by Nas, and T-Roc grabbed me by my waist and escorted me to the dance floor. He was grinding against me from behind with his face against the side of my cheek, and the essence of his cologne had me caught in his rapture. Up until that moment, I wasn't sure T-Roc was attracted to me.
Although I felt cute, my confidence was a little low. Here I was in a new city at these industry parties surrounded by women who looked like they had just stepped out of InStyle. Everywhere I turned, there was a beautiful woman, but yet T-Roc was dancing with me. I felt special because I was dancing with the man that every other girl wanted. Why wouldn't they? Not only was T-Roc on top of his game businesswise, but he was also a very clean-cut and sharp-looking guy. Nobody possessed his style and his star presence was undeniable.
"How about you come home with me after the party?" T-Roc whispered in my ear before turning me around so we were face-to-face. It took all my strength to resist his offer but I knew what would happen and I wasn't quite ready yet.
"I want to but I can't."
"Why can't you?" His arms were still around me.
"I really have to study. I have an English test coming up, and if I don't pass it, I might fail the class." T-Roc gave me a bizarre look, like "Bitch, you can't be serious," but I was. No, I wasn't goingto fail the class over this test, but I had to say something to get out of going home with him.
"I tell you what, pretty girl; you take your test, and I'll catch you the next time around." As T-Roc let go of my waist and left me standing on the dance floor, I felt my prom king had left his queen.
I lay in bed dreaming about how it would be for T-Roc to make love to me. It had been months since I had been intimate with someone, and wouldn't it be the icing on the cake if my next man was T-Roc?
A couple of days passed, and I didn't hear from Jason. I was a tad disappointed, but at the same time I needed to concentrate on school. Once again I wasn't focusing. More and more I was thinking that school wasn't for me. But until I found something more productive, I figured I needed to stick it out. Tired of calling my parents for money every other week, I decided I needed a job. There was a restaurant right down the street from me looking for a part-time waitress, and I jumped on the opportunity. I put down a bunch of bogus prior waitressing experience, but they obviously didn't check to see if it was true. To my delight I got the job. Once I was hired, a young woman named Chrissie was assigned to train me. She was a cute petite white woman who put me in mind of a younger version of Sarah Jessica Parker. To my surprise, Chrissie also attended NYU. We instantly clicked, and I finally had my first girlfriend in New York City.
During one of my rare moments of studying, Jason phoned to say that he was on his way to pick me up. That was fine by me; I was more than happy to close my English book and take an extended break. I hoped my mogul had told Jason that he wanted to see me because the last time I saw T-Roc he seemed a little put off that I declined his invitation to his crib. I'm sure he hadn't gotten that type of brush-off often.
Jason and I went to the label, where I sat for awhile without T-Roc saying two words to me. He was busy running a label, and I started to wonder what I was doing there. It was amazing to see him at work because he was a very hands-on type of guy and an extreme perfectionist. When something didn't go exactly the way he wanted, he had no qualms about having a tantrum right in front of everybody. After two hours of no one saying a word to me, Jason emerged, "Are you hungry?"
"A little bit." Actually I was starving, but that was too much information.
"Cool, we're going to pick up some food and stop by my friend's house to chill for a while." Cool was Jason's favorite word, I thought to myself.
My mind was made up. If I was presented with another invitation by T-Roc, I would not decline. I had a strong inkling that he was the friend Jason was talking about. We stopped at a soul food restaurant called Shark Bar, Jason picked up the food he had ordered, and a short time later we pulled up to a brownstone in the city. I took a quick look around the quaint neighborhood while Jason rang the doorbell. I was bubbling over on the inside when T-Roc answered the door. He greeted me with a sly smile and said, "Hello, Tyler. How did you do on your English test?" His question threw me off balance, but I quickly regained my composure.
"It went great;" I said shyly, and gave a smile. On the outside, the building looked historic and old-fashioned. On the inside it was all high-tech and ultramodern. Here I was sitting and eating barbecue salmon, yams, and rice with my crush. It was too good to be true. The three of us were laughing, joking, and enjoying the delicious food. After a couple hours Jason said he had to run an errand. That was fine with me, because I could finally have some alone time with T-Roc.
"Tyler, what school do you attend? Not high school, I hope." I tried to get a read on T-Roc's face because I couldn't tell if he was serious or playing.
"NYU."
"What's your major?"
"Journalism."
"Oh, you look very young; how old are you?"
"Eighteen. I'll be nineteen later this year," I said eagerly, not wanting to seem so young.
"Don't rush it pretty girl. There will come a time when you'll be wishing you can push your age back, not forward." As T-Roc was talking, my mind began drifting off, thinking about the hundreds of cute girls he had conquered and the many more who would follow me. But you know what? I didn't give a shit. I couldn't have cared less. When I wanted something that is what I wanted--no ands, ifs, or buts about it! At this moment in my life, I wanted to know what it felt like to make love to T-Roc. I didn't care if it turned out to be a one night stand, because personally I thought that would be more romantic. This guy was a known ladies' man, and I wasn't naïve enough to believe I could change him or that I would be "the one." Every girl he slept with was probably trying to lock him down, so I figured I'd do one better and treat him as a casual sexual encounter. This was about me fulfilling yet another one of my fantasies, no more and no less.
We began kissing and I started feeling myself getting aroused. "Tyler, how about we go upstairs where we can get comfortable?" T-Roc took my hand and led me upstairs to his bedroom where a huge plush bed awaited us.
Leaning back on his bed, he said, "I want to watch you undress." My mind began racing, and the shy, insecure, and self-conscious side of me took a seat as the other side--the bitchy, fiery and confident side--showed its face. I gave him a look that said, Oh please, I'm not taking off my clothes for you. All these episodes in my life are like movies to me, and I've created scripts that have to be exciting and fun. I knew sleeping with him was going to happen, but I couldn't let him think that he would just snap his fingers and my clothes would fall off. I had to make him believe that he had somewhat coerced me.
"No, baby, I don't think so. This isn't Scores, and I'm no stripper."
"Pretty girl, I just want to see you naked. Please." I did have on a soft pink Natori bra and panty set that I wanted him to view. If I wasn't comfortable with anything else, I pretty much always liked my figure and enjoyed showing it off in cute undergarments. I didn't want to seem too eager to please, though, and this was my script, so I needed to start setting the pace. In my mind I was telling T-Roc to back it up, buddy, I'm running this show. I sauntered over to the bed and began kissing him again.

Copyright © 2006 by Joy King
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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 10, 2007

    A reviewer

    This story introduces tyler blake. Her mother raises her with the self image that she is a princess and should grow up to marry a rich man. Her mother basically left her father for a man that could provide them with that lavish lifestyle. The story takes you along with tyler as she grows up with each page turned. She goes through plenty of boyfriends but never really able to establish real love with any. Running from a bad relationship to a worse one. Tyler struggles to find who she is. While her parents are concerned with their own affairs and not really giving her the attention she needs they fell to realize all the things going on with her until its too late! this book was so hard to put down....There was so much drama on each page. But the most important part of the book was the message in it. You will learn a lot from it.

    3 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 14, 2014

    Intrigued

    Just getting into joy king books and I was entertained. The book was extremly short with a limited cast. Though there was plenty of drama I kinda expected to see another side to things and that didnt happen. All in all it was a good read and im thinking that more will be revealed in the next book...

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 29, 2012

    Mia

    Hes watching us. Never mind...

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 17, 2012

    @teamroz

    I've read plenty of joy kings book's. This one is not my favorite... It was an okay Book.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 10, 2012

    AWESOME BOOK

    This book was soooo Good, i read this book in 6hrs. Couldn't put it down!!!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 18, 2012

    Must Read

    I love reading. Any and everything that I can get my hands on. Dirty Little Secrets is one of the best books that Joy King as written. The story line about Tyler Blake is awesome.....Again its a must read, cant wait to read part 2

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  • Posted August 9, 2011

    Enjoyed it

    It was a good book.

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  • Posted December 26, 2009

    more from this reviewer

    I Also Recommend:

    Not What I was expect - but in a good way!!

    Great effort for Joy King to give the reader more of a story then always sex and violence. I really enjoyed it. Can wait to start part two.

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  • Posted September 6, 2009

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    Ummmm...

    I love Joy king. I love her to death. But this book is, well lame. I guess I dont like the characters outlook on everything. Every man she met, she slept with. Every sexual encounter was "making love", but she continuously says she is not in love, and she gets an attitude toooo much. I cant believe a female is that deperate for a man. This book makes her look like a whiny, sex craved, young brat (hoe). Something is off, and I am writing this in the middle of the book. I havent finished reading it yet, but bought the book already with Hookers to Housewives. Good thing I didnt buy it full price. I usual can read a book in 2 to 3 days, but this has been sitting around my house for a week or 2, and I am just reading it today cuz its Sunday and Im bored....not good. I hope something happens before I sit it down because I will not pick this up again.

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  • Posted October 26, 2008

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    The quintessential one

    Ladies we're all guilty of searching for `LOVE.' You know the old wives' tale says that all of us will meet that one guy who'll love you, respect you and whisk all of your troubles away. To him you're more than a girl he's seeing or plotting to sleep with, you're extraordinary! Willingly he risks life and limbs to be apart of YOUR world. Baby girl when he comes along life for you will fall into sync and there will be no more lonely days, no more crying yourself to sleep and no matter how bad you were treated in the past, you'll be loved beyond your wildest imagination. You know it's so, because Mother told us so... <BR/><BR/>This would be an idyllic life for every woman if the conception was that in order to receive someone else's love, first you must have a foundation of what love truly is. One must first love them self and never voluntarily give up that love. Not even for money, fame, or fortune. Sex is just that sex and if there is violence believe that it only gets worse. <BR/><BR/>DIRTY LITTLE SECRETS specifies Tyler Blake's unfortunate journey as she is caught up in the rapture time and time again. One can't help pitying her failed attempts at love and bouts of depression. It's a different chapter, same leading lady with different and sometimes reappearing leading men with the same purpose, passion, deception, heartbreak and delusions. How much more is left for Tyler to invest before the walls cave in? <BR/><BR/>I swear I was headed to the airport to knock some sense into Tyler on several occasions. Joy King has crafted a novel that will cause you to feel every single emotion, regardless how foolish. I couldn't resist the urge to yell out to her to stop, think and wait before leaping back into danger. I desperately wanted to call the people and have her committed. I guess this means that I was pulled in too deep. I pray that women utilize DIRTY LITTLE SECRETS as a guide of what is not acceptable behavior in relation to dating. <BR/><BR/>Learning to love yourself is the greatest love of all! <BR/><BR/>Reviewed by: Crystal

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 19, 2008

    Decent Read

    Good book,Tyler character kind of shallow, but I guess that is expected bc she is young. But what I did like is the book explained some of the issues women go through looking for love and some of things we accept in the place of it. but Part 2 is better than this, Hooker to Housewife... I actually didnt know that I had Part 2..

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 15, 2006

    This book was excellent

    I loved this book. It was amazing how Tyler made it through all of her unfortunate situations. She is a true diva in every sense of the word. At times I would be yelling at the book for her to wake up and see that the men she were with weren't worth the time she invested in them. This book hit close to home because my bestfriend is alot like Tyler Blake. I can't wait to read Joy King's next book!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 14, 2006

    Poignant

    Their mother took her two daughters Ella and Tyler with her when she dumped her spouse to move in with a more affluent man in Atlanta. When Tyler was six her teenage stepbrother assaulted her while the new man in the house constantly abused her mother in front of the girls. Over the next decade the three Blake women are victims of the two men in their lives. Things do not change for Tyler in high school when her first boyfriend rapes her and her second commits suicide. After strike three to include an abortion, Tyler vows no more relationships except when she is able to use men and to start over New York City where she attends college and becomes an actress------------ She lives up to her motto to use and discard men until she meets Detroit Piston superstar Ian and music producer T-Roc at the same time that ends violently. Next she meets music producer: Brian, who she thinks she loves, but ends badly after she gives birth to his child. Now twenty-six, Tyler pledges no men at all as she is unable to relate with anyone decent, a lesson learned from childhood.-------------- This inspirational tale focuses on the long term impact of childhood abuse on the person even as an adult. While Tyler seeks love, she believes only by being a victim can she receive it. Joy King¿s deep interwoven message is simple: respect yourself. DIRTY LITTLE SECRETS is a strong character study that focuses on the baggage we bring from childhood into adulthood as the adult remains that child.------------------ Harriet Klausner

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 30, 2006

    I've Got a Secret, What's Yours?

    Everyone has some dirty little secrets. But how would you feel if yours were about to be exposed? Tyler Blake is in love with the idea of being in love. Starry eyed and naïve, she¿s looking for her Prince Charming to one day arrive and sweep her off her feet, to see fireworks, for the earth to move. Her fairy tale soon becomes a reoccurring nightmare as she goes from one bad relationship to the next, losing a bit of herself to each man. Can Tyler find the one love that she needs before it¿s too late? The one love that¿s she¿s had the power to possess all the time¿self love. Or will she continue on the carousel of dysfunctional relationships placing the wants, needs and welfare of a man above of her own? Dirty Little Secrets is a novel that announces the welcome arrival of a truly fresh new voice. Loosely based on her life, Joy tells a riveting story while exploring the effects of physical and mental abuse. For a young woman, such wrenching experiences must have left a mark and Joy King, in this novel, leaves that mark with the reader. Reading Dirty Little Secrets I couldn¿t help but think of Mary J Blige¿s ¿My Life¿ cd. ¿How can I love somebody else If I can't love myself enough to know When it's time, time to let go¿I just wanna be so, so, happy But the answer lies in me.¿ And the answer did lie in Tyler Blake as it does in all of us. Sisters, be happy. Love yourself!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 2, 2006

    Grabbed My Heart

    This book was amazing. From the first page it grabbed my heart and wouldn't let go. It was so different than any other story I've read, and I read a lot. Not only that, but the way the book was written I could feel every emotion the character was going through. Once I started I couldn't stop until I knew all of Tyler Blake's Dirty Little Secrets. I read this book and Confessions of a Video Vixen back to back and although I found Karrine Steffan's book good it lacked the intensity of Dirty Little Secrets. Both let you enter the lives of women who have dealt with men in the industry but Joy King's story felt so honest as if she revealed every tragedy no matter how crazy. This is a must read.

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