Amazon Free Spirit Enterprises Free Spirit Enterprises Ebay Category:  Drama ISBN-10:  0981891514 Type: Fiction Pages: 160 Copyright: 2008 ISBN-13: 9780981891514 Venomous is a novel about a woman who overcomes life trials with only her inner spirit and the love for her child as her driving force. Sequel to A Taste of BitterSweet Fruit, is guaranteed to be even more exciting and dramatic than the first! Khaila returns to get back everything that's hers and most of all she's back for the ultimate revenge!  After several years of drama initiated by her husband's ex-girlfriend, Fefe, Khaila has had enough and is pushed to the edge of insanity.  Meanwhile D.C. is pushed to the edge of infidelity, not because of Fefe, but there is a new love interest who has laid claim on Khaila's husband too.  Will Khaila and D.C.'s love survive all the drama and confusion or will it crash and burn?  You must read the dramatic conclusion to find out!  Excerpt As I exited my car, I felt the raindrops touch me face. It was about to pour down raining, but I didn’t care and neither did my accomplice. My new found friend was ready to have my back, because she been through hell with Fefe also. After being made to do what Fefe wanted for over a year, Tonda was ready to squeeze the trigger quicker than I was. With the loud thunder and lighting, it made a perfect noise to drown out any screaming. Or gunshots.... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ June 17, 2005 Chapter 1 Khaila More than two months had passed since my world had been turned completely upside down. My baby boy was gone, just like that, and with him a part of me was gone as well. Things never were the same after the kidnapping. Although D.C. and I were still together, we were both hurt and depressed. We made sure to take it out on each other daily. The arguing increased as time went by. Playing the blame game, we constantly blamed each other for what happened to Khyon. I would blame him for having us in court that day, and he would blame me for letting Tracie handle the baby. I blamed myself for that too, because she wasn’t the most responsible person I knew. We both knew how stupid and ghetto she could be. D.C. and I realized eventually that we were acting out of anger and grief. We both knew Fefe would find a way to get at us eventually. She had found the perfect opportunity to hurt us by kidnapping our son. Fefe disappeared with Khyon without a trace immediately after the court incident. We knew she had to have been planning the whole thing for a long time in order to pull it off. When we went by her apartment about twenty minutes after we discovered Khyon was missing, she had moved all her stuff out. Same deal with Tonda. Nobody knew where they went, or least they weren’t saying if they did. Most of Fefe’s family lived up north like New Jersey and New York, so it was hard to pinpoint exactly where they were with Khyon. D.C. contacted his friends in New Jersey and New York right after the kidnapping, but we didn’t get any word of where Fefe and Tonda had taken my son. They were probably laying low with a new identity and everything. We lost all faith in the legal system. The police and court hadn’t done anything to help us with our situation. How much more evidence do you need to convict, and put Fefe away for a long time? My sister could positively identify both of them since she had seen them close up in the court bathroom. The only thing the police did was put Khyon’s name on the National Missing Children’s Registry. The whole thing was especially hard for me in the beginning. I requested a leave of absence from work with no pay or benefits, so I could try to deal with the stress of losing my son. I’d do nothing but cry, lay around the house, eat everything in sight, and then cry some more. I had always been a slim person, but two months after Khyon's disappearance I gained more than thirty extra pounds. D.C. basically took care of the bills, working two jobs, his full-time job at Dickie’s, and a new part-time job at Rose’s as stock clerk. Of course, his working so hard and me not working at all took a toll on our relationship. Although he knew I had issues with anxiety and stress, I believe he felt I was being lazy, while he worked like a dog. Our bills were out of control. Even though we didn’t have the baby we still had baby-related bills. The hospital bill, a rent-to-own crib, and a layaway bill for some other stuff we thought we would need for the baby. We didn’t get rid of the stuff because we kept hoping Khyon would return home someday. Cocoa tried to be the best support she could, but her and Reese had to get their own family issues straight. Even though they went through spiritual counseling, Cocoa never did fully trust Reese after his affair with Wanda. D.C. didn’t really have any support other than myself. His brother, Vey, went back to being an asshole. He was more concerned with himself, than his own nephew. At first he played the angry role, talking about he was 'gonna hunt the crazy bitch down.’ But we all knew he wasn’t going to do anything. Then of course “Q”, D.C.’s boy, was talking about violence too, but he landed himself in jail a few days after Khyon’s disappearance for some other stuff he did. Tracie told me it was only a petty theft charge, so she was expecting her man home from jail in a year or two. Since it was not a felony, he was saved from the Three Strikes Rule, which would have sent him to prison for many years. Jyree and D.C. would never be best friends again after their falling out. In D.C.’s eyes, Jyree could have been in on the whole kidnapping scheme. He was really acting strange. He was especially bitter, because he couldn’t be in our wedding as the best man. Jyree couldn’t understand how D.C. could forgive me for cheating, but not him. We both broke D.C.'s trust by having sex with each other and hiding it throughout my pregnancy. When Jyree found out the baby was D.C.’s instead of his, he was really upset about that too. Every now and then we would bump into Jyree at the store or on the street. You could see the bitterness in his eyes, hear it his tone, and feel it seeping from his pores. He wouldn’t say anything out the way though, because he knew he was the one in the wrong by coming on to me. He didn’t like the fact we were married and at one time were a happy family. We questioned whether he even cared about our family tragedy, although he tried to act like he was concerned about the baby.

Tiffany Satchell of The Voice Newspaper writes....
"Venomous holds the reader’s attention
as it also goes into each character’s mind."


“A Taste of BitterSweet Fruit” written by fairly new author DiSheka “Kharisma” Miller, is one a reader wouldn’t want to put down until they have reached the end.
It was released in 2007 and left readers wanting more after a teaser introduced the book’s sequel, “Venomous”.
This year “Venomous” has been released with more enjoyment for readers.
With the setting in Richmond, VA, readers may find themselves familiar with the different locations mentioned in the book.
It goes into the life of characters D.C. and Khalia who are to have a peaceful life together, but is interrupted by D.C.’s jealous, obsessed, ex-girlfriend FeFe.
FeFe wants D.C. back and will attempt to make that happen by any means necessary.
The couple’s neighbors and good friends, CoCoa and Reese Harris also have a number of challenges within their marriage. They try to move on after Reese cheats with a co-worker who ends up pregnant.
The book holds the reader’s attention as it also goes into each character’s mind.
Kharisma, a native of Richmond, was inspired to write novels after a relationship of hers didn’t work out about seven years ago.
A passion in writing started at a young age for Kharisma who began writing short stories. She later created personal poems, soap operas, and television scripts.