Carl Weber’s Kingpins: Atl

The saying
goes you shouldn’t bite the hand that feeds you, but maybe you should if that
same hand prevents you from feeding yourself.Every territory
has a king, and Metro Atlanta is no exception. Gang lords Blanket and
Guerilla have been growing their numbers, never beefing until Guerilla
decides to expand, thanks to the help of his enemy’s own rook. Caught in the
middle of this battle from different sides of the track are London and Saint.

Spoiled rich Roanoke girl London Royal is no exception to the
old saying that every girl loves a bad boy and his ways. When she visits the
downtrodden Jonesboro neighborhood of Goodman with her best friends, her
privileged world changes drastically with one party and later, a tow-truck
pickup by bad boy Santana Black. Santana

Saint Black is anything but a saint. Caught up in the drug game,
Saint is a runner and enforcer for Blanket-not to mention he’s from the wrong
side of the tracks to have his sights set on London. Can
they find love in the middle of a kingpin war, or will both fall to the game
of the streets?