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Imagine being in one of the most successful boy bands of all time, “New Edition;” Then leave the group to become one of the biggest pop stars in the world; Date some of the most world renown celebrities, such as Janet Jackson and Madonna; Sleep with thousands of women and top it off by marrying one of the world’s greatest entertainers known, Whitney Houston! Thus, you have the life of Bobby Brown. Now imagine selling millions of albums, winning Grammy’s and other prestigious awards, being on the VIP list of the president, politicians, and Kings and Queens alike only to watch your fame, fortune, and finances destroyed due to a life of drugs, bad habits and bad press.

Forced to live his life under the public microscope, we’ve seen the rise and fall of Bobby Brown. We’ve heard all of the negative stories regarding, jail sentences, domestic violence, assault, child support issues, a public divorce, his infamous relationship with Karrine “Supahead” Steffans and more told by the media. Now it’s time to hear Bobby’s story! Bobby Brown: The Truth, The Whole Truth and Nothing But… sets the record straight, proving that there are two sides to every story. Responding to a media that paints a negative depiction of his life. The Truth, The Whole Truth, and Nothing But… takes you on an emotional journey as Bobby is fully exposed in this in depth story of his many triumphs, trials and tribulations. Hear true confessions of drug addictions, a life threatening overdose, the real reason he left New Edition and intimate stories of his relationship with Whitney Houston. Filled with his experiences of love, hate, joy and pain, this book is sure to teach many valuable lessons and the consequences of coping with the pressures of the whole world knowing your name. These lessons reveal that the same fame that makes you can unfortunately break you. This timeless piece shows how Bobby refused to let his future be affected by the mistakes of his past. Through self-evaluation, close reflections, and spiritual guidance, he overcomes adversity.

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This classic piece of Hip Hop History is a 200 page Hardcover amazing 9×12 coffee table art book with over 50 of the west’s most important Hip Hop artist’s including Never b4 seen pix & stories of Tupac,Ice Cube, Easy E,Snoop Dogg, Too Short, etc

West Coast Hip Hop A History In Pictures – Michael Miller

Michael Miller was the man at the right time when the west coast hip hop movement was exploding. Besides shooting all the major players in the game he also hung out with the artists and became a part of the culture. Shooting important figures like Cypress Hill, NWA, Tupac, Ice Cube, Snoop, House Of Pain, etc, etc His photo’s are an amazing archive of a magical time in music and his crazy but true stories about the shoots are mind blowing!

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The above image is Cypress Hill’s demo package picture! We are so stoked to do this book with Michael  a true LA legend and show the world so many unseen or rarely seen gems like this one. But the crazy stories that accompany these earliest photo shoots for most of the west coast’s biggest rap stars are just as priceless!

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Welcome to LA in the year 3000, a generation after a nuclear holocaust devastated civilization. The book is a collabo between Street Legends Inc and Over The Edge Books all artwork done by the Mad Twinz Mike & Mark Davis story by Catero Colbert & Paul Stewart.   Click Thru for more LA 3000! To Buy the digital comic as a PDF hit the button below only $2.99!    ALSO AVAILABLE ON iTUNES  http://itunes.apple.com/us/book/la-3000/id451936585?mt=11 For a free Preview email us @ info@overtheedgebooks.com

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Chop Shop – Gary D Morton -

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This is the Chop Shop. But this is not only a book. This is an emphatic bloodcurdling battle-cry. This is a brutal and vitriolic call to arms. This is a glittering impassioned scream painted in blood. This is the stained shard of a shattered mirror where you can look deeply into your own dead, black eyes. This is a portrait of the darkness that has been scraped out of the damp recesses of all of our collective minds. This is the filth that festers in our fears and doubts that refuses to be acknowledged and displayed in the harsh light of day. This is a savage account of love loss hatred obsession disgust pain insanity self-loathing devotion and contempt that no one will ever admit to experiencing. These are the stories that most people are afraid to tell. These are the subversive thoughts that cling to our skulls like a malignant cancer. These are the whispering voices in your head spoken aloud. This is the unwavering brutality of the human race carved into paper for all to see. Here is a heart torn open and bleeding. All you need is the courage to look inside at its scorched sticky black depths. This is a book about being angry and powerless and the burning black resentment that gradually grows in the pit of your stomach as you realise that most of the world doesn’t care about you and your trivial problems.

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Honesty’s a naïve girl who is starting her freshman year at Salton University. Over the years she was a sheltered girl, joined at the hip with her father Howard. She had never been in a serious relationship with any guy nor has ever been intimate with a man. Due to Howard being hard on her she rarely had a social life, but the positive outcome of all that studying was when she got accepted to Salton University on a four-year scholarship. This was a major success in Honesty’s and Howard’s life. She would be away from her father for four years but Honesty knew she owed it to herself. She’s excited to be away from home and to experience a different atmosphere. Although her father is a major support system, Victoria, her mother is not. Victoria shows up every once in a while trying to do the minimum for Honesty. Her best friend India is her back bone during her first year of college. A person who she needs to have around…a lot!

India’s sassy, sexy, and intelligent attitude gets the best of these college men. Her confidence came from her luscious body throughout her years of high school guys would drool over her. Females would envy her while she was dating her high school sweetheart Joshua. After a moment of passion Joshua breaks up with India causing her to be mortified. She learns to deal with her break up as she enters her first year of college. She quickly gets over Joshua and becomes involved with a few men on campus. She rarely studies and partying becomes her new best friend.

With Honesty being so focused in school and India’s partying habits, these girls have to learn how to deal with each other in one small dorm room. India’s ways gets into Honesty’s studying habits, which leads both teenage girls through an emotional roller coaster ride. Class in session is a novel you will not put down after reading the first page. It’s filled with excitement that will keep you on the edge of your seat!

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Kimoko Z. Lee. Noni: The Story of a Nympho. Over the Edge Books   Publications, Inc., 2011.

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We are all sexual beings. But we still treat sex as a taboo subject. That is not the case in the novel Noni: The Story of a Nympho by Kimoko Z. Lee who has been dubbed the “Maverick of Underground Adult Urban Fiction”. Kimoko writes the main character Noni as having absolutely no qualms about being extremely sexually active with a number of partners. Her first sexual encounter unleashed a sexual appetite that is ravenous. Noni embraces her sexuality and to hell with anyone who does not like or agree with it. This behavior also lands Noni into some very tense and even dangerous situations. She shifts her feminine wiles into action to navigate through such situations and come out the other side. This novel definitely supports the adage the woman want sex just as much as men do!

Kimoko Z. Lee is a newcomer to the Urban genre but I expect great things from her. I asked her why she considers herself a “Maverick” writer. She told me that it is because she does not follow any of the traditional styles of writing. She has completely ignored the spelling and grammatical rules; and political correctness has been thrown out of the window. Her first “street” novel “Noni” is written as she proclaims in “Hood Slang and Ebonically Speaking”. I loved the book and found it very easy and exciting to read. This first effort from Kimoko Z Lee shows off her gift for steamy storytelling and exciting adventurous hood tales. Noni is a must read for anyone who likes erotic fiction or contemporary urban street literature.

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Rebekah Hardy

THA CREATION OF NONI

It was like magic how fast we got tha bags from outta Paco’s van to Uncle Pete’s truck. We piled in and headed off to Uncle Pete’s new house in West Orange. I had neva been to dis house. It was big! Why was Uncle Pete and Uncle Tig’s grass greener than my Daddy’s? He drove up tha circular driveway and stopped right next to tha entrance dat had double doors wit glass in them. It was a big tree in tha middle of tha front yard wit a swing. Dat was mine durin’ our stay. Each of us retrieved our bags and entered tha house. Followin’ Keith inside, he gave us a tour. “Dis is tha foyer.” Carla’s confused, “Wut’s a foyer?” Aunt Sue chimed in, “Tha entrance to tha house honey.” “Oh. Ok.” Carla’s still confused. Tha livin’ room was to tha left of tha foyer. Tha dinin’ room was to tha right. And tha kitchen, family room and a small bathroom was at tha rear of tha house. Tha kitchen had slidin’ doors that led to a deck, and a big ass backyard. Upstairs had all tha bedrooms. Uncle Pete and Aunt Sue’s room was huge, and had its own bathroom. Keith’s room was big too. He had a smaller bathroom tho. There were 3 more bedrooms and a big bathroom fo’ us to use. He told us to put our bags in his room and come down to tha basement. Once we saw tha basement, we all wanted to stay down there. It was finished, a big screen TV (don’t know how big, just big), video games, pool table, and a stocked bar fo’ us to do some sippin’.

Uncle Pete and Aunt Sue pretty much left us alone tha rest of tha night. They only shouted down to see if we had eaten. We had tha music up, playin’ games and of course sippin’. Keith tiptoed upstairs to see wut they was doin’. They was both knocked out, as they both had to get up and go to work tha next day. Keith came back down stairs to get me. He took me up to his big brutha Steven’s room. “Why we in here?” I wanted to know. “Steven got deez movies. I want to show you one. I want you to tell me wut you think.” I had a feelin’ wut tha movie was. Eagar to see it I replied, “Ok! Show me!” He slowly closed tha door, as to not make any noise. He locked it. I didn’t say anythang. He went ova to tha TV and turned tha sound down low. Then he started tha movie. It started out like any other movie. I really didn’t pay much attention to it. Keith had moved closer to me and leaned in to kiss me.

We kissed softly. It was our first kiss! I was beginnin’ to think he just put in a regular ol’ movie. He looked up at tha screen then told me to look. Tha man was slowly pullin’ off tha lady’s dress. She wasn’t wearin’ any panties. I knew wut time it was, I kept watchin’. He kissed just below her belly button. Then he slowly went down on her, lickin’ and kissin’ on her pussy. I asked Keith, “Why was he doin’ dat?” Like I didn’t know! He said to me, “It was tha beginnin’ of them makin’ love. Do you think it’s nasty?” “No, not if it’s a part of makin’ love.” I didn’t know much bout makin’ love, fuckin’ yea. He gently grabbed my chin, and turned my face toward tha TV, “Keep watchin’.” Once tha man had finished goin’ down on her, he laid across tha bed. Tha TV was so low I couldn’t hear wut they was sayin’. I still watched. She crawled up tha bed and put his dick in her mouf and was suckin’ on it like a lollipop or icy. We looked at each other. Keith had a big ass Kool Aid! I knew he wanted me to do dat to him. Dat’s why we was watchin’ dis. He was tryna teach me how to fuck him.

I looked back at tha screen. Now she was sittin’ on his dick, ridin’ it like she was on a horse. Just then I could hear Chris whisperin’ our names. Keith went to tha door. Chris wanted to know, “Wut yall doin’ in there?” “Nothin’! Watchin’ a movie,” he informed Chris. “Let me see.” Chris tried to push his way in. Keith told him, “Dis movie is only fo’ boyfriends and girlfriends.” “Yall watchin’ a porno. Oh hell yea! Let me see! Let me see!” Chris still tryna get in. “No, go back down stairs wit tha girls and keep them down there. I’ll let you watch it tomorrow. Now go before nosey ass Esna come up here.”

“Aight, you betta let me see it tomorrow.” “I will. Now just go back down stairs.” “Ok!” Chris left. Keith came and sat down next to me and explained, “I only wanted you to watch dis movie so we could learn how to make love to each other.” And I understood! He was my boyfriend and dat’s wut boyfriends and girlfriends do. And I was so ready to do wut boyfriends and girlfriends do. After dat one went off I wanted to watch another one. But we didn’t, we went back down to tha basement. It was late and they was all sleep. We both knew wut we was bout to do. We just didn’t want to take tha chance of gettin’ caught if we stayed upstairs. It was time to review wut we had just learned. We was off in tha corner behind tha stairs. Dat was a good spot! If Uncle Pete or Aunt Sue was to come check on us, we wouldn’t get caught. I had on a nightgown. Keith told me to take off my underwear, and get under tha cover. He only had his pajama bottoms on. He pulled tha covers back and got on top of me. We started to tongue kiss. I wasn’t scared! I had butterflies in my stomach tho, but in a good way. He reached down underneath tha covers and pulled up my nightgown. He started suckin’ on my nipples. Oh Gawd, it felt so good! My legs got tight round his waist. Tiny’s snorin’ broke tha mood. We stopped and looked ova at them to make sure they was still sleep. They was! We got right back into it. Keith was humpin’ me as he sucked my nipples. It kept gettin’ betta! He asked,” Can I kiss your Poo-Noni?” “Do you want to?” “Hell yea? Do you want me to?”“Yes!”

He started to lick my pussy. It was uncomfortable at first. He really didn’t know wut he was doin’. He was shovin’ his fingers in me. I told him just kiss it, no fingers. I couldn’t believe how good it felt. I was squirmin’! My tummy was tinglin’! And I felt so wet down there. It was hard to keep myself quiet. Did I just pee on myself? I pulled him up. “Let me do you?” “Ok!” We looked at them again to make sure we didn’t wake them up. I neva seen anybody come outta their pajama bottoms so fast. I pushed him back to lay down. His dick was so hard. Then I put it in my mouf, and sucked on it like it was a lollipop. I went up and down on it like tha lady in tha movie. I looked up at Keith. He had both his hands ova his face. Since he didn’t tell me it hurts or stop, I musta knew wut I was doin’. I could feel it throbbin’ while it was in my mouf. He pulled me up, and told me, “Now it’s time to put it inside.” “Ok.” I laid back down, and he got on top of me. He was pokin’ round down there, but couldn’t quite find it. I kind of felt relieved. I thought to myself, maybe he hadn’t done dis before! I know I didn’t.

I took my hand and guided him in. He was pumpin’! It slowly went in lil by lil. I moved my hand once it got all tha way in. He whispered, “Are you ok?” “Yes.” “Does it feel good?” “Yes.” It really did! Thought it wasn’t supposed to feel good till I got grown. “I love you.” “I love you too.” We fuck fo’ a good lil while. Chris turned ova. Keith hopped offa me. We both pretended like we were sleep. Chris popped his head up and looked all of us ova, then laid his head back down. Keith fumbled fo’ his bottoms and I pulled down my nightgown. “We’ll finish tomorrow,” Keith said before he kissed me. “Aight, Goodnight.”

KIMOKO Z. LEE – “The Maverick of Underground Adult Urban Fiction”

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Kevin Hawkins was constantly presented with the opportunity to sell drug’s, gamble, chase women and live “The Life” . Despite his parents best efforts, he would eventually get caught up in a life of crime and become one of Compton’s biggest drug dealers.  Blinded by the fun and the excitement Kevin Hawkins would find out in a harsh way that he had fallen prey to the harsh street life and all it’s trappings. Read the story of Sex, Drug’s and lots of money told by one of the realest to ever do it from the West Coast!

RULES OF THE GAME – TOO SHORT

The Rules of the game is a full length novel in the vein of legendary black authors Iceberg slim and Donald Goines written by rap superstar  Too Short. This epic street tale is an instant classic. The hustling game on the mean streets of Oakland CA has never been told like this before.

ORDER OF OROBOROS – SECRET HISTORY

Post Pole shift and after the solar flares of 2012 the earths inhabitants live in a global ghetto of work camps and refineries. through vibrational frequency control the people are kept enslaved by the New Egypt Global one world government. A hidden underground rebellion plans to break the machine through the sacred art of pitch shifting and audio harmonics.

Order of Orobos is the brainchild of http://buildestroy.com.  Buildestroy offers creative direction, design, and animation for print and motion projects with over fifteen years experience. Buildestroy has very unique visions that are always transforming yet remain signature. Their inspiration lies in capturing the organic and pushing the blend of human and machine, exploring animation as fine art.  The statement of Buildestroy implies that in order to create a new paradigm or aesthetic you must destroy the one in place, both building and deconstructing in one fluid motion. Constant change.

The first Novel to be released on Over The Edge Books is the thrilling true story of modern day Robin Hood Ozzy Lembo the man behind the largest breach of bank security in U.S. History! This soon to be Hollywood blockbuster movie has all the elements of a great story Sex, Money, ,Power, Suspense and tons of Drama. Ozzy explains how he tapped an unbelievable 1.6 Trillion dollars out of the greediest crooks in town, the American banking industry!! “The Master Mind” chronicles the whole roller coaster ride that has been Ozzy ‘s crazy life story. Highlights include Ozzzy’s rise from a teenager working for a connected family to a full blown information kingpin, his sexual exploits with the women of the banking industry and all that money!! Ozzy’s tale is all told in his  truly genuine riotous street style making  “Master Mind”.a one of a kind book.

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PREFACE

What you are about to read is true. Fucked up, but true.  How do I know? Because not only did I write it, I lived it.  Growing up in Northern New Jersey a local mob boss discovered that his newspaper boy had a special talent.  That talent was my ability and technique that I used to collect money from customers.

He was so impressed that he gave me a job.  I used that job to work my way up the organized crime debt-collection ladder, one day at a time. Five years later, the boss told me that I had a “gift”, and I should use that gift to do something lucratrive, yet legal.

I then went to work collecting debts, the old-fashioned way. Legally, through the court system.  Although through this transition the client changed, the motive stayed the same. “Get that money!”

At the same time that I crossed the legitimacy bridge, I also crossed the technology one.  Learning that the fuel of the collection business, and now the world (thanks to the internet) was information itself. Nothing, I repeat, nothing is more valuable than information, especially when it is private or privileged.  You’ll see what I mean.

Besides a bona fide bill collector, I was also labeled an information broker.  Best of breed, dealing exclusively in hard-to-get, high-in-demand information.  Whatever my customers needed from, “where does so-and-so live? To “where does so-and-so work?”  Or, my largest volume request of “where’s their money at?”   For a fee.  I made it happen.

Everyday my crew and I went to work, stealing information and selling it to my growing number of clients.  I did this for thirteen-years and then one day, that dreaded knock on the door came.  I was charged with stealing information.  Apparently too much information, as the U.S. Department of Treasury described it as the “largest breach of bank security in American history”.   An estimated 1.6 trillion dollars changed hands, and my weapons of choice, was my brain and my balls.

Armed with both I haven’t said a word in over five years to my most asked question. How did I do it?  How does a guy, with a high-school education outsmart the entire banking world and not leave a trace?

Even then New Jersey Governor Corzine assigned a task force to investigate whether my “attorney clients” knew that the information they had purchased was in fact obtained illegally.

My story also made international news and forever changed the way that banks would do business.  The story tells what really goes on behind the scenes of every collection agency in the country.  In doing so it gives the American public a wake-up call as to how vulnerable their personal information really is.

You may ask yourself, what is so great about this story?  Everything.  It tells about my early years where I went from struggling to collect money, to struggling to find places to hide it.  As my money problems ended, my drug problem only began.

The media has called it a crime that would make “Al Capone blush” and “Dillinger envious”.

Statistics showed that if you owed a debt in New Jersey between 1992-2005, there was an 80% chance that I was somehow, someway associated to your claim.  They also showed that out of nine hundred thousand accounts and 1.6 trillion dollars that no money was stolen and nobody’s personal identity information had been compromised.

So where did it all the money go?  Back to where it belonged.  To the debt’s rightful owner.  Of course, I got a piece of all the action and so did my contacts on the inside who helped me which included , Federal agents, State workers, Police and bank employees themselves.

I created and mastered the insider threat and conquered the entire collection industry in the process.  I was in affect a Robin Hood.  I took from the wrong, and gave to the wronged.