- Shopping Bag ( 0 items )
As the pampered wife of Frankie Bingham, Camille wants for nothing. After all Frankie and their life together are her whole world. So Camille tries not to be bothered by his closeness with his coworker and dear friend Gillian. But it soon becomes clear that Camille?s suspicions are correct. When his indiscretions become a public matter for the world Camille is pushed to a dangerous breaking point that spells disaster for them all.
As the pampered wife of Frankie Bingham, Camille wants for nothing. After all Frankie and their life together are her whole world. So Camille tries not to be bothered by his closeness with his coworker and dear friend Gillian. But it soon becomes clear that Camille’s suspicions are correct. When his indiscretions become a public matter for the world Camille is pushed to a dangerous breaking point that spells disaster for them all.
Camille's sister Misa is newly divorced and clueless about men. She smothers men with phone calls, emails and pops up unannounced at their homes. She hacks into their voicemail and email and causes drama. So when she sets her sights on Baron, he has no idea what hit him. Will her quest to win his heart cost her everything?
Dominique Storms appears to have it all - a great career, a beautiful NYC condo and a gifted teenaged daughter. Her only problem is that the man she loves is incarcerated. While trying to juggle the demands of motherhood, work, and friendships, she manages to make her man Jamel a priority in her life. But is he doing the same? And is she too distracted to notice what is going on with her daughter?
Latoya Blake seems to be the one who has life all figured out, that is, until some skeletons are discovered in her closet. When her well-put-together façade crumbles, will she crumble as well?
"Brown makes these desperate women amazingly sympathetic even as they make foolish choices...It all adds up to some seriously twisted problems leading to some cliffhanging shockeroos that undoubtedly mean a sequel is on its way." —Publisher's Weekly
July 14, 2007
"Surprise!" the crowd crooned loudly in unison.
Camille covered her mouth with her hands as she stood in the doorway in shock. Before her was a room full of everyone she loved. Her mother was there, her sister, her cousins and all of her friends. Balloons were everywhere, and there was a huge cake in the shape of the number 30 sitting on top of a long table. Camille felt like crying from sheer happiness, and she looked at her husband in wide-eyed amazement. "You did this for me?"
Frankie smiled at her and nodded, proud that he’d been able to pull this off without Camille getting wind of it. His wife was a hard woman to surprise, and he had gone to great lengths to make this happen. Camille beamed with joy and threw her arms around her handsome husband’s neck in an ecstatic embrace. "Happy birthday," he said, hugging her tightly. Cameras flashed all around as if the couple were being swarmed by paparazzi.
Camille swirled around and faced the crowd of partygoers, a permanent smile plastered on her face. They began to rush her, planting kisses on her cheeks, hugging her and wishing her a happy birthday. Soon, Frankie got lost in the crowd, but Camille spotted him standing across the room with his cohort Gillian. Camille smiled. God, she loved him!
When they had gotten married seven years prior, Camille had been a twenty-three-year-old aspiring model/actress and Frankie had been a low-level hustler. He wasn’t making any real money in those days, just enough to be hood rich and finance a ghetto-fabulous lifestyle. Today, the name Frankie Bingham (Frankie B, as he was known in the hood) was synonymous with respect, extreme wealth, and clout. He made major moves and major money, diversifying his criminal enterprise by investing in other ventures. Frankie made money not just from drug distribution, but from a myriad of businesses that ranged from a barber shop to a bar and grill. He always used the various connections he’d made over the years to keep himself plugged in to the newest get-money capers. It had been a rough road to the top. Through all the ups and downs, Camille had loved him.
Even in the early days, she could tell that Frankie was destined for greatness. He was a very handsome man, tall, brown, and sexy as hell. He was rough around the edges, yet more charming than anyone she’d ever known. He had broad shoulders and his toned physique made everything he wore look amazing. But most of all, he was focused. He was a risk taker, and he chased paper like few others. Frankie lived big. When he came around, heads turned. Camille herself was a five-foot-ten beauty with smooth chocolate brown skin, full lips, and flawless style. She complemented Frankie, and the two became fixtures in the circles of the ghetto-fabulous elite. They met at a nightclub in Manhattan and fell in love almost instantly. They got married after dating for less than a year and had lived together in a cramped studio apartment in the early days—Camille working hard to break into modeling and Frankie working his way up the ladder of one of New York City’s most notorious criminal organizations. That seemed like a lifetime ago. A lot had changed since then.
Frankie had worked for Doug Nobles, one of the city’s original drug kingpins. Nobles (as he was known in the streets) and his crew controlled the dope trade in Brooklyn in the eighties and nineties, and Frankie had been a bold young hustler who made a lot of money for them. Frankie had been hungrier than ever back then, eager for the lifestyle of the movers and shakers that he saw doing big business before his eyes. He wanted to impress Nobles and even the low-level street hustlers he dealt with day to day. So he had put in work, flying below the radar and never getting bagged, but bringing back double their investment at times. He gained the trust and respect of the men at the top—the ones who really had the power. Nobles took a particular interest in the young man and took him under his wing. And then Nobles got sent away for twelve years on a murder charge.
That was 1992. While Nobles did his time, his children corresponded with him via weekly letters. So did Frankie. And Frankie went along with Baron and Gillian when they visited Nobles up north. In some ways, Frankie became like a son to him. Nobles admired his work ethic and valued his loyalty. He schooled the young man on the ins and outs of the game, and he spoke from experience. Frankie grew to love Doug like a father. Though Doug loved and was proud of his own son, Baron, Doug felt especially close to Frankie.
In the years since his release, Nobles had wisely continued to play the background. He let his son take the lead while he pulled the strings from behind the scenes. Nobles had been quietly grooming his daughter for the business as well. He didn’t want her settling for a role as the wife of some hustler. If she was going to be affiliated with the game at all (which was likely, considering the fact that she had been surrounded by gangsters, killers, and hustlers from the moment she was born), Nobles wanted his baby girl to be the one calling the shots.
By the time Nobles came home from prison, Frankie had used his close relationship with Nobles to gain leverage in the game for himself. Frankie eventually became the main distributor for all of the Nobles family operations, and over the years he had become a real part of the family. It wasn’t unusual to find him seated at the family Thanksgiving feast or standing as a pallbearer at a family funeral. These days, he ran a distribution empire that dealt in everything from cocaine and heroin to prescription drugs. And he also owned several legitimate businesses where he only made cameo appearances on occasion. He and Camille enjoyed a life of luxury, and to her the only thing missing was the pitter-patter of little feet.
Frankie had never really yearned for children, feeling that parenthood would dampen their lifestyle. They wouldn’t be able to travel as often or move around as freely, he always said. Frankie told Camille that he wasn’t ready to change his lifestyle to accommodate fatherhood. Plus, he felt that in his line of work, having children could be a liability. He’d seen his share of ruthless practices in his business, and families weren’t always off-limits when there was beef. But the truth was that the idea of having children scared him. It reminded him of the misery he’d endured in his own childhood. He reasoned that someday he’d be ready for fatherhood—just not now.
Camille, on the other hand, loved kids and had always envisioned that she would be a mother soon after marriage. But she acquiesced, figuring that her life with Frankie would be enough to fill the void. And it was. Despite the lack of children, Camille was happy in her relationship with her husband. She had the man she wanted and an enviable lifestyle. She wouldn’t have traded her life with any woman in the world.
As she greeted one person after another, a familiar face made its way through the crowd and Camille’s eyes lit up with excitement. "Toya!" she exclaimed, throwing her arms around her old friend. Toya and Camille had gone to school together, and once upon a time they’d been inseparable. After high school, Toya had gone off to college in Atlanta while Camille began to pursue acting and modeling in New York City. The two friends had kept in touch at first, calling and sending letters and postcards. Camille landed ad campaigns for retail catalogs as well as print work for a number of high-fashion publications. As she hopscotched from one photo shoot to the next, Toya got acquainted with Atlanta nightlife and began to collect stamps on her passport by traveling from one exotic location to the next. They eventually lost touch with each other. It wasn’t until a Kanye concert six months ago that the two friends had run into each other again. During an intermission at the famed Radio City Music Hall, Toya had spotted Camille, and the rest was history. Toya had just moved back to New York City a year earlier and was living her black Sex and the City dream. Now here she was, looking as lovely as ever in a short black dress. She also had another young lady in tow.
"Camille, this is my friend Dominique Storms," Toya introduced. "She’s the one I was telling you about." As they had caught up on each other’s lives during their recent phone conversations, Toya had told Camille all about her new friend.
Camille’s smile broadened. "Hi!" she exclaimed. Dominique looked even more fabulous than she’d expected. She wore a white linen belted safari jacket and matching skirt. Her weave and her makeup were flawless. "I’ve heard so much about you."
Dominique frowned, wondering what they’d discussed. "What did she tell you about me?" Dominique asked Camille while looking suspiciously at Toya.
Camille laughed. "All she told me was that you were an A&R at Def Jam and that you two do a lot of partying together. It was all good things."
Dominique’s lips twisted into a look of disbelief. She knew Toya well enough to know that that wasn’t all she’d told Camille. Toya was a very matter-of-fact, no-holds-barred type of person. What she’d probably told Camille was that Dominique was a dumb young girl with potential whom Toya had taken under her wing. That sounded more like something Toya would say. Dominique didn’t really mind, though. She loved Toya for her brash and cynical personality. Toya saw the world in black and white with no gray areas, a stark contrast to Dominique’s sunny and optimistic outlook. It was an interesting friendship.
"Yeah, right. I’m sure she said something crazy, but it’s all good. It’s nice to meet you. I’ve heard a lot about you, too." She winked at Camille and they all laughed.
The party was in full swing. The deejay played one hit after another until the dance floor vibrated from all the people celebrating. Camille mingled and introduced Toya and Dominique to her friends and family. They danced, ate, drank, and let their hair down. It was a great party.
Soon the deejay announced that everyone should gather around the cake table. Camille and her girls made their way over and found Frankie standing with a microphone in his hand, Gillian by his side. Dominique’s face lit up at the sight of Frankie, and she pulled Toya closer to her. "Is that her husband?" Toya nodded. "Damn!" Dominique said. "He’s fine!"
"Can I have your attention, please?" Frankie’s baritone voice boomed through the speakers. "I want to pay tribute to my wife."
"Awwww!" Dominique gave Frankie her full attention.
Toya elbowed her discreetly. "Stop cumming on yourself. He’s already married!"
Dominique shot a wicked glance at her friend and rolled her eyes. She turned her attention back to sexy Frankie.
He held the mic in one hand, the other hand tucked. "I love you, baby," he said. "I really do. No man could ask for a better wife." He pulled a large square-shaped box from behind his back, and the crowd got excited, knowing that whatever was inside was bound to make their chins hit the floor. "Happy birthday!" He handed her the box, and Camille opened it to reveal a platinum and diamond spiral necklace. The brilliant carats sparkled in the light, and every woman in the room gasped. Camille jumped up and down and hugged Frankie tightly, kissing him over and over.
"Damn!" Toya said, admiring the stunning piece of jewelry. "That shit must’ve cost a grip!"
Dominique was in awe.
Everyone clapped and crowded around the couple to admire the necklace up close. Frankie helped her slice up her beautiful cake, and the deejay got the party started once again. While Camille attended to her guests, Toya and Dominique found an empty banquette and sat down. They ordered drinks from a passing waitress and watched the party in full swing. It wasn’t long before Camille joined them, feasting on a huge slice of her birthday cake.
"Girl, that necklace is exquisite!" Toya said. "Frankie did a good job picking that out."
"Thanks!" Camille touched the necklace delicately as it graced her neck. She was so happy to be the envy of all her friends. Camille was going to rock Frankie’s world tonight to express her gratitude. She loved it when her husband spoiled her like this. "You look great, Toya," Camille said. "You must’ve lost weight or something." Toya did look wonderful. She had always had a small waist and a big ass, and that hadn’t changed. But her body was much more toned as a result of her crush on her personal trainer at the gym she belonged to.
"Thanks," she said, noticing that Camille had put on a few pounds since the last time they’d seen each other. She was still a lovely woman, but Toya felt that Camille’s figure couldn’t afford the big hunk of cake she was devouring. Back in the day, the two of them had been the most sought-after girls in their age group. Camille had been a new girl in their circle, since she was from Staten Island and had attended high school in Brooklyn at the illustrious Brooklyn Tech. While Toya had the appeal of being a typical Brooklyn bombshell, Camille’s unique appeal had been that she was someone unfamiliar to them. All the guys from around the way wanted them, and all the girls wanted to be like them. Toya enjoyed her status as the center of attention and had always ensured that she looked flawless wherever she went. So had Camille. Toya hated to think that Camille might be letting herself go. But she kept her mouth shut. After all, today was Camille’s birthday and she had a right to enjoy her own damn cake.
Toya scanned the room, watching everyone getting liquored up and having a good time. She spotted Frankie across the room standing with a stunning woman with long hair and frowned.
"Camille, who’s the bitch that’s been chilling with your husband all night?" Toya asked, nodding in Frankie’s direction. "Every time I see him, she’s never far away. She ain’t trying to give him no breathing room at all!"
Camille looked over and waved her hand as if it were no big deal. "That’s Frankie’s best friend, Gillian. They work together." Gillian was Doug Nobles’s daughter—Baron Nobles’s younger sister from a different mother.
Silence shrouded the table as the women digested this information. "Wait a minute," Toya said. "Your husband’s best friend . . . Gillian, the one you’re always talking about . . . is a female?"
Camille nodded. "Yup. She’s cool."
"Oh, hell no!" Toya bellowed, setting her glass down heavily on the table. "Cool, my ass! I thought Gillian was a guy the way that you talk about him—her. ‘Gillian came and got Frankie and they went golfing.’ Or ‘Frankie and Gillian just got back from out of town.’ You were talking about a female all that time?"
Camille smirked and sipped her drink. She couldn’t help being amused by how worked up Toya was getting. "Yes, Toya. Gillian’s a female."
Toya shook her head and reached for her own drink. "I would never go for that shit. That woman is beautiful, Camille."
Camille smiled. "Well, so am I, Toya."
Toya nodded, agreeing. "Yes. Yes, you are." Camille was beautiful. She had the type of face that was so flawless people often caught themselves staring at her. Her impeccable style didn’t hurt, either. But Toya couldn’t help noticing that Gillian was strikingly beautiful. She looked like Alicia Keys, with a body like a Coke bottle. Camille’s weight gain seemed even more tragic now that Toya knew that Frankie was keeping time with America’s Next Top Model. Judging from how Frankie was hanging on her every word, Gillian appeared to be a very intoxicating woman. "But what’s the saying? ‘The only thing better than pussy is new pussy.’ As long as you and Frankie have been together, you can’t tell me that he don’t wanna sample something different from time to time. And you’re cool with him being that close with a chick like that?" Toya looked at Gillian’s hourglass figure in a short red jersey dress. Her hair was perfectly coifed, and her shapely legs were accentuated by four-inch Gucci heels.
"I trust my husband," Camille said simply. She shoveled a forkful of cake in her mouth and washed it down with a swig of champagne. Gillian and Frankie were like brother and sister. Their families were intertwined in a way that Toya could never understand.
"Really? You really trust that he has never sampled that?"
Camille nodded as she struggled to keep her game face on. Inwardly, she was seething that Toya was making such a big deal of the fact that Gillian had been so close by her husband’s side all night. He never gave Camille any reason to doubt that his relationship with Gillian was anything but platonic. Gillian had been around for as long as Camille could remember, so her presence just sort of came with the territory.
Excerpted from Snapped by Tracy Brown.
Copyright 2009 by Tracy Brown.
Published in January 2010 by St. Martin’s Griffin
All rights reserved. This work is protected under copyright laws and reproduction is strictly prohibited. Permission to reproduce the material in any manner or medium must be secured from the Publisher.
Posted January 12, 2010
I've completed the eagerly awaited "Snapped" and I was elated with the outcome. There's glittery storytelling and well-crafted scenes filled with true raw emotion.
The women of "Snapped" are all fierce in their own right. Camille, Misa, Dominique and Latoya all possess beauty, intellect and have ascertained a certain level of success. Each woman is resilient and determined to live life to the fullest until one of them reaches their breaking point and "snaps".
Camille and her husband, Frankie appears to have it all: money, prestige and power. However, Frankie spends the majority of his time with Gillian, the beautiful daughter of his beloved mentor, Nobles. He claims they're merely friends and business associates, however, Camille believes otherwise. She's petrified of losing her husband to another woman. Powerless and unwilling to give Frankie up, Camille begins to unravel and there's no telling what she'll do in order to salvage her marriage.
Misa, the younger sister of Camille, is dense when it comes to men. The mother of three year old, Shane, she's enthusiastic to resort back to the single life. Now that she's divorced, she's looking for Mr. Right and fixated on living lavishly. As soon as she spots Baron, Misa immediately believes he's the answer to her prayers. She begins ditching her parental responsibilities to chase after the aloof, Baron. Misa soon discovers that she may have bit off more than she can chew.
Dominique, also a single parent, is dealing with issues of her own. She's madly in love with Jamel, a street hustler who's presently incarcerated. No matter what her friends and family have stated, Dominique refuses to abandon Jamel. Unfortunately, she's too preoccupied to realize that her teenage daughter, Octavia, is blossoming into womanhood sadly without the much needed guidance of her mother.
Something or someone eerie is lurking in Latoya's life yet she refuses to acknowledge the demon she's been avoiding. Will this outspoken and thorny woman finally lose control for once in her life?
The plot, although mildly dramatic, was brilliant. The lives of each of the female characters were noticeably interesting as well as convincing. The ending is startling (even displeasing) and unfortunately, readers will have to wait in order to discover what becomes of Camille, Misa, Dominique and Latoya.
I believe a five star rating for "Snapped" is justified. Ms. Brown has written a story that is true to herself as well as her adoring fans.
5 out of 5 people found this review helpful.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted August 31, 2011
This was my first book I read from Ms. Brown. I could not put this book down. When I got to the end I was upset because she left me hanging; I wanted to know why Latoya didn't want to talk to her father and what happen when Camille went to see Frankie and Gillian. I rushed to go on line to ask why that was left out, little did I know it was a two part series (Aftermath). I had to ordered it right away. I can't wait to read it.
1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted October 3, 2010
Out of all the books i've read this was the most boring one. I'm reading and reading but the story didn't seem to get more and more interesting. The book didn't get good until the last couple of chapters. The book has a lot of pages which made it longer to read since it wasn't a book that I couldn't put down. Then the end leaves you guessing. I heard there was a sequel and because of the way the story ended I would want to know what happens next but it's not certain I will be reading the sequel. Over all it was a good story but I think she should had made it a little more interesting sooner in the story.
1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted July 15, 2013
Posted April 17, 2013
Posted February 23, 2013
Posted February 23, 2013
Posted September 7, 2012
I am more than halfway thru this book. When is she gonna snapped? I normally love Tracy Brown books but this one is taking to long to get to the good stuff. I did hear that Aftermath was great so I will get thru this and move on.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted May 25, 2012
Posted March 25, 2012
Posted February 3, 2012
Posted September 28, 2011
Posted July 30, 2011
Posted July 3, 2011
Posted May 9, 2011
Posted April 1, 2011
Posted March 26, 2011
This is my first book by Tracy Brown. I joined the "We Love to Read Book Club" on Facebook. They are reading Aftermath by Tracy Brown this month. I wanted to buy it, but then realized Snapped was the first book, so I bought both of them.
I am so glad that I was led to this book! Tracy Brown really did a great job building the characters and really giving them personality. There were quite a few characters and I was worried that I would get confused, but I didn't. You really have to pay attention when you are reading this book to keep everything straight, but that was one thing that I really liked about this book. It made me really think!
Camille really should have done more with Frankie, but he should have tried harder to involve her in his life too. Misa really seemed to take advantage of Camille by having her watch her son Shane all the time. It was nice of Camille to do that, but she really should have put her foot down and told her no once in a while. It really would have been good for Misa and may have prevented a lot of problems. Misa was really worrying too much about her love life when she should have been taking care of her son! Camille and Misa's mom finally let them have it and told them both what they should be doing. It's about time! What happened with Shane though at the end really surprised me.
I want to find out in the next book what happens with Dominique and Jamel. She was so good to him, and I really hope that things work out for them. People were putting her down for what she was doing for him because he is incarcerated, but have hope that he will come out and they will be together. What happened with her daughter Octavia really surprised me toward the end.
This book definitely was full of drama and was a page turner! The end definitely had me wondering what is going to happen in the next book, since I was left hanging at the end! I was sad that this book was done, but I am so glad that the story will continue in Aftermath! I highly recommend this book!
Posted February 19, 2011
Posted June 28, 2010
This book was just "okay" nothing great. It took a while before the plot went anywhere honestly. It was kind of all over the place. It took the last couple of chapters for the book to get interesting. Once she finally captivated my attention she left me hanging! I'm not sure if I'll read the next one if there is one.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted May 6, 2010
I Also Recommend:
I LOVED THIS BOOK. IT WAS EASY TO READ AND IT WAS A TRUE PAGE TURNER. BUT HOW COULD YOU LEAVE US HANGING LIKE THAT????? COULD THERE BE A SEQUEL IN THE WORKS?????? WHAT HAPPENS WITH TOYA AND HER FATHER NATE?????WHAT HAPPENS WITH CAMILLE, FOLLOWING AROUND EX-HUSBAND FRANKIE AND HIS NEW GIRLFRIEND GILLIAN???? THESE ARE THE QUESTIONS YOU WILL BE LEFT ASKING AFTER READING THIS BOOK. IN MY OPINION, A GREAT BOOK, BUT DEFINITELY NO CLOSURE.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.