by Alexis Moore | Jul 17, 2019 | Black Authors, Black Literature, Black Writers, Sistah Girl Book Reviews, Sistah Girls Book Club
“Being a Clover was about more than having the name. It’s about the legacy.” -Brelyn In Battling Brelyn readers are introduced to Brelyn the youngest of the Clovers, a prominent, wealthy family in Philadelphia. Brelyn is a teen entrepreneur, she has...
by Sharee Hereford | Jul 16, 2019 | Black Writers, Latest Updates, listicle, Sistah Girls Book Club, Urban Literature
13 Classic Urban Novels You Have To Read Urban novels have a special place in my heart. I’ve been reading them since I was a teen, today there are so many authors within the genre who are penning unique stories filled plot twists and turns that will have you...
by BookLoverSistah | Jul 11, 2019 | Black Authors, Black Romance, Black Writers, listicle, Sistah Girls Book Club
Sis, how many times have you read that book? Sis, I love to read. Do you want to know what’s better than reading a new book? Rereading a book that I love. There are some stories that deserve a second, third, and sometimes even a fourth read. With that said, I...
by Sharee Hereford | Jun 11, 2019 | Black Writers, Short Stories, Sistah Girls Book Club
Family by Natasha Sinclair FAMILY; a simple word with different meanings for different people. I tried to Google a definition, checking Oxford English; Collins and Urban dictionaries, but I never found a ‘one size fits all’ definition, because there wasn’t one; I...
by BookLoverSistah | Jun 10, 2019 | Black Romance, Black Writers, Book Reviews, Sistah Girls Book Club
The Way Things Are by Tasha L. Harrison If you did not read book one, stop where you are, and devour The Truth of Things: The Truth Duet Book One. I’ll try to write this as spoiler free for those who have yet to read the first story, as this story picks up where the...
by Sharee Hereford | Jun 9, 2019 | Black Writers, Short Stories, Sistah Girls Book Club
Why Doesn’t He Love Me? “Boom! Boom!” I awoke with beads of salty sweat coming down my face. Every night at 9:30 I would have the same nightmare. No matter how many years went by it come back to haunt me. It was the night I meant the devil who hijacked my life....