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Altered Destiny: A Hustler's Choice: Altered Destiny Series, #1
Altered Destiny: A Hustler's Choice: Altered Destiny Series, #1
Altered Destiny: A Hustler's Choice: Altered Destiny Series, #1
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Altered Destiny: A Hustler's Choice: Altered Destiny Series, #1

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Sasha, a young girl from Brooklyn, wanted to live the street life for the love and notoriety it brought. Despite knowing that dangerous choices come with this lifestyle, she chose to ignore them and live her own way. However, things turn sour when one of those decisions comes back to haunt her and puts her in even more danger. Facing Him, she realizes that the life she chose didn't matter and how it has changed her destiny forever. Now, someone is dead because of the one choice she's made.

 

In this powerful and suspenseful urban christian fiction drama and finally meeting the one that can alter destinies, Sasha must come to grips with the choices she has made to survive on the mean streets of Brooklyn. With life-altering consequences, will she be able to right her wrongs or will it be too late?

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Release dateDec 10, 2022
ISBN9781432743307
Altered Destiny: A Hustler's Choice: Altered Destiny Series, #1

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    Altered Destiny - Sherylynne L. Dix

    Prologue

    Living in Brooklyn was rough or unbearable. Sometimes it was both. There was an old saying in my neighborhood that said:

    If you make it out, you’ve succeeded and if you don’t, then you’re stuck… forever!

    You’d believe in that motto from the cradle and have that type of mentality locked in by the time you turn eighteen. Unfortunately, having such a mentality also meant believing in your inability to get out of certain situations without having to act in a certain way. 

    So, you accept it. And by doing so, you’d often find yourself involved in illegal activities such as stealing, shooting, and hustling; whatever it took to survive. 

    See, I grew up in Brooklyn, New York in the Bedford Stuyvesant area, also known as Bed-Study, or Do-or-Die if you must. Those that lived in my hood sold drugs on the street corners to make ends meet. That’s why shootings and violence almost every night were commonplace. Crime was at an all-time high, which led to a lot of vacant lots and rundown buildings. 

    Don’t get me wrong, some parts of Brooklyn were, for lack of a better word, beautiful. Unfortunately, the opposite of the word beautiful seemed coined to describe the area I lived. Simply put, it was far from its genuine beauty.

    With that being said, my neighborhood was still home, even though it was like this.  

    I loved living in Brooklyn. It was still a place where you could hang out, not to mention it was the birthplace of some skilled musicians and athletes. Brooklyn was also where I got to learn all about the latest fashion trends and dance moves. It was one of a kind, and I was proud to say I was from Brooklyn, New York.  

    Unfortunately, the good times were evanescent. Blink twice and they’re gone. Then it was the bad times all over again. Those were the times that made you think you couldn’t get out of Brooklyn no matter how hard you tried. You know, opportunities and doors didn’t open as often in our neck of the woods as they would in other places, especially for people like me. 

    The few doors that opened closed almost immediately, and it’ll be eons before anything that resembled a door of opportunity opened. Often I asked myself how could I become successful when I lived in a place that was a magnet for death and destruction. 

    My environment said I couldn’t, and people said I couldn’t. So, I accepted the mantra and did what I had to do to survive. 

    Also, there was that hood mentality that saw drug dealers take over streets and homes, and that’s how young kids sling drugs for some racks. If that wasn’t bad enough, there was rampant prostitution, dope addicts, and killings every day. Simply put, my hood was quite a terrible sight to behold, especially on those bad days. 

    Unfortunately, that’s what I saw from a very young age. That’s the environment that taught me. That’s what I lived and became. What was I supposed to do if that was all I saw? 

    Some people even went as far as telling me things like; You could find a job to get out of this environment. 

    The nerve! I mean, didn’t they realize that finding a good, decent-paying job was impossible for people like me? Even they couldn’t hire a girl like

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