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Thursday, April 1, 2021

Cover Reveal: Wicked Intentions


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Wicked Intentions
A Boxed Set brought to you by GothicMoms Studios
Arising October 28, 2021

It's time for the victims to doll out their own justice.

This one goes out to all those driven to commit suicide, or killed just for someone else's thrills. Those whose lives were changed for the worst on the whim of a bully or someone's intolerable hatred. What happens when those victims get the upper hand? What if they get possessed by a demon to help them doll out their revenge, or converge with an old spirit who experienced the same. Or if a mischievous god catches them mid suicide and offers them a chance to exact their vengeance in any way way they choose?

These stories are not for the feint of heart. There will be multi-genres involving blood, violence, sex, dark magic, twisted humor, trickster deities, and a whole lot of vengeance.

The Bestselling and Award Winning authors aim to make bully's think twice before they pick on someone.

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Monday, October 26, 2020

New Release: Enchanted

 

Publisher: Love Africa Press
Publication Date: October 25, 2020
Genre: Paranormal Romance, Anthology


ENCHANTED VOLUMES 1 & 2 - A LOVE AFRICA PRESS COLLECTION

Be enchanted. These handpicked tales of African deities and daemons, shamans and shape-shifters will keep you spellbound page after page.

 

FEATURED STORIES

BOND CALL by Emem Bassey

Sese vehemently rejects the mating heat to a non-warrior like Urua. 

Suddenly, imbued with powers of a diviner, he stands as the only hope and defender of Abedeng people. Will Urua relinquish his hurt to save his mate? Will he submit to the bond call and take her back despite her betrayal?

 

NIGHT MOVES by Lauri Kubuitsile

Things are happening in Lesedi’s life, unexplained things. Did her bi-friend Mmapula sneak into the hotel room and finally succeed in her long-threatened plan to make love to Lesedi? Or was it all a dream, a beautiful, sexy dream?  When it happens again, though, Lesedi is sure she’s being visited by a supernatural being that has some insane skills in lovemaking. But is there something sinister going on? 

 

RETURN TO LAGOS by Michele Sims

From the looks of her, Winnie seems to have it all: fame, wealth, beauty, friends and a dashing and successful fiancé. It’s what is lying beneath the surface that drives Winnie’s life and career: the devastating loss of her family, the increasing demands of her career and the fact that she has to reveal all of this to her future husband, who also harbors a secret of his own. 

 

SHE CALLED HIM GOD by Obinna Obioma

Snatched of a father's love at such a tender stage in life, Asari feels the betrayal of the gods. He leads a loveless, rigid and faithless life; until he unwittingly walks into the Sacred Circle of the same gods he holds in disdain and incurs their wrath.

Assuming the mortal form, Altheme sets out to make Asari fall in love. But the terrestrial realm is riddled with unforeseen challenges. Can love truly conquer all?

 

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FEATURED STORIES

DAEMON TRAPPED by Bambo Deen

When long-suffering daemon Leonidas is trapped in Besidas’ hotel, she is drawn into a world of curious and strange creatures. Stranded after a cruel attempt on his life, Leon has spent decades trying and failing to return home. Besi evokes emotions within him that he did not think were possible for his kind and for the first time he’s enjoying Earth. But can Leon protect Besi when a dangerous entity from Leon’s past comes for revenge?

 

FINDING LOVE IN BETRAYAL by Fiske Nyirongo

A love story full of hope and seeing beyond differences. 

Mbawemi is an heir to the throne in a kingdom of witches, wolves and hybrids. Hybrids are considered the lowest form of creature in the kingdom. In enters Sangwani, a hybrid king who is anything but what Sangwani thinks of hybrids. Can their love build bridges? 

 

DREAM SEDUCTOR by Karo Oforofuo

Ajiri runs away from the river kingdom to avoid an arranged marriage and settles in the human world. But her relationship and sex life is lacking until she finds herself torn between two men. Will she give in to the suggestive stares from the handsome human, or cling to the blue man who haunts her dreams and unleashes erotic desires that make her yearn for more?

 

HAUNTED by Kiru Taye

In life, he loved her. In death, he craved her.

Somma is heartbroken when husband David is killed in a tragic accident. After a year she is struggling to move on, especially since she swears he haunts her dreams and does sexy stuff to her every night. When friends convince her to perform an exorcism, things take a turn she doesn’t expect. 

 

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CHAPTER ONE – BOND CALL by EMEM BASSEY

 

“You’ve been following me all day, Urua.”

The tall, lanky man had grinned at her. “This isn’t strange, my friend. I’ve been following you since we were children, you just haven’t noticed.”

Sese had bristled, hating the burning urge in the pit of her stomach to hold him and smooth away his worries. “The sun has long since set, please go!”

Guilt had chewed her intestines when she’d seen the forlorn expression on his face. The urge to care had raged like a furnace within her, but she’d bitten her tongue, drawing blood in the process, to control it. He’d sighed heavily and turned onto the path leading to his home.

She sighed as she lay on her pallet, staring at the raffia roof of her hut. She should’ve been sleeping, but worry tarried in her heart. Urua had become insistent in the past seven days, the exact time the dreams had begun.

She wondered if he had dreams too, then shook her head. If Urua had the dreams she was having, he’d be more bothersome. It was as though a rope joined them now; she would leave home without informing her father of her whereabouts, yet, Urua would find her wherever she thought to hide.

Sese was afraid of what was happening. She didn’t want it—at least, not with him; what would Abedeng people say?

For many nights, she’d lain like this, afraid of sleep because he’d be waiting in her dreams to embrace her. She was weak in dream land, and the more she gave in to him there, the stronger the bond pulling them together became. She wasn’t sure Urua knew what he was doing, and she hoped it remained that way until the diviner hitched her with a worthy warrior in a fortnight.

In that time, she would avoid him as much as she could.

***

“Urua, you’re trying my patience.”

He reared back at her comment as though entirely shocked by it, even though she said the exact same thing every day, with the exact same expression—or lack of expression in her case.

“You called my name!” he enthused in suppressed excitement.

This caused her to groan in exasperation and resume her clipped pace on the narrow beaten path leading to the deserted area where the diviner dwelled in his tiny hut.

He rushed after her.

“I think me trying your patience is a good thing,” he expressed conversationally.

“How is that?” Sese asked before she could tighten her mouth and remain unresponsive as usual.

Urua grinned at her angry look because he knew she hated responding to him, especially after having ignored him for a better part of their lives.

“Well, you should be nicer to me. The gods might just hitch us tonight,” he proclaimed.

Sese stumbled, missing a step despite the dark path being slightly lit by a lone torch one of the maidens must have considerately left, tied to a low branch. She could walk these paths without light, so it wasn’t that she hit her feet. No, Urua’s words had shocked her down to her core.

They had caused a visceral reaction which she was taking as panic, and it had weakened her knees for a moment, causing her to stumble.

“See well, my heart!” he exclaimed, reaching out to steady her.

That same primeval reaction, this time shooting through her body as though she had been lanced by lightning, unearthed strange warmth from the pit of her stomach.

No, it couldn’t be.

She’d been fighting this for days. Did it mean the ntung leaf—rumoured to break unwanted bonds—she’d squeezed into her eyes and nose hadn’t worked after the fiery hurt she’d endured?

No, it had to be the boiled palm juice she’d imbibed at her grandfather’s hut. It wasn’t Urua’s words, either—everybody was used to him saying outrageous things like that to her, and they were used to her always ignoring him.

In their little settlement south of the great Niger river, females had always been more plentiful than males, and so, it was required that every twelve moons, the diviner would seek the face of the gods and hitch a woman to a man with the hope that they might mate and birth, at least, one male.

During her father’s birthing period, a lot of males had been born, but their numbers still couldn’t compare with that of the females. So, some of the females of her age would be hitched tonight to males that already had one or two women who had birthed males and were presently suckling them at their breasts.

It was believed that a male able to mate with two females, causing them to birth males, deserved a third female to carry his strong seed, though this practice only began because there were just not enough males in Abedeng.

The females were tender and nurturers while the males became warriors. But the strangest thing had happened—Urua had been birthed a male but had the lack of strength of a female, while Sese had been birthed a female but was as strong as the fiercest Abedeng warrior; a sacrilege.

The villagers began shrugging their shoulders at them as many twelve moons added to their age. Urua was older than her with three twelve moons, but he acted like a child, which was how females behaved, while she acted like a male.

Her mother had died on her eighth twelve moons while trying to birth another child. So, her father had been confused as to how to care for a female child with male abilities. The other children had refused to play with her—they had accepted Urua but rejected her. They told their mothers she didn’t know how to play, since her touch was too strong; they said she would never birth a child.

The diviner had called a gathering and explained to the village that her strength wasn’t strange since the gods had prophesied about females with male strengths in the past. He’d also explained that every male must not be warriors and that Urua had the divining gift, the reason why he didn’t have the male strength.

Males in Abedeng were known to be extremely tall with big, burly bodies bulging with strength. Urua was tall, but his body never developed with strength no matter how many times he joined in the ceremony of lifting stones which the males did every morning to increase their bulk.

Her father had allowed her to join him in the ceremony every morning when she had reached her ninth twelve moons and had taught her how to fight like a warrior; it was the only thing he knew to teach her, since the other females wouldn’t come near her strangeness enough to teach her female ways.

So, she had grown up a warrior. Her father had stopped her from the ceremony of lifting stones before she reached her twelfth twelve moons as her body had begun looking more like a male with rippling strength. He had worried that if she continued, no male would want to mate with her. But he had continued teaching her the warrior fights.

Sese had been avoided like a leper by males and females, well, except for her father and of course, the person she most wanted to avoid, Urua. In her fifteenth twelve moons, she had bested the third warrior in an unplanned fight. The third warrior had been disgracing Urua in front of their age group, abusing him for lacking strength like a female; his words and tone had angered her.

She had challenged him, and he had accepted. It had taken only three fight claps from the gathering to throw him on his back. She had learned well from her father who was the second warrior in his own age group.

The third warrior’s father had been incensed and had demanded that Sese be punished for disgracing a warrior three twelve moons older than her. Culture demanded that she forfeit any fights with her elders. But she couldn’t have—she had been filled with so much fury when she had seen the redness in Urua’s eyes, redness caused by the third warrior putting sand there.

She had been punished with seven days of pulling weed around the third warrior’s hut. It was a painful process to pull weed, since these had sharp edges that pierced the skin. She had not been allowed to use a tool, so she had pulled with her bare hands, bleeding the whole seven days.

The third warrior had hung around for three days, waiting for the humiliation of Sese sobbing for forgiveness, but that had never happened. On the fifth day, he had gone to his warrior group, a group Urua wasn’t a part of because of his weakness, and told them she was a witch, an abomination that the gods would never allow to birth a child.

People had started avoiding her more, but Urua had stuck to her like the gum from the mango tree. Despite her several rejections of him, he remained by her side every time he could. And then, every time he wasn’t supposed to.

He had taken to joining her father when he practiced the ceremony of lifting stones at the crack of dawn. It had taken her ten days to realize that in doing that, he bore the humiliation of not being able to lift the bigger stones; he bore her father’s mockery of his weakness just because he wanted to watch her learn the warrior fights from her father.

It annoyed her to no end that he wouldn’t just leave her alone. She was fine with the rejection of the village, though she worried she might never mate with a male since all the warriors, even of her age group, refused to mate with her. No one wanted a witch; no one cared for an abomination—everyone mated to birth children, and there was a possibility she might not be able to.

She should have been mated two twelve moons ago, but no warrior wanted her. Even the old warriors of her father’s age group shook their heads when she was pointed at in the mating line. And then the dreams had begun, and Urua had become even more clinging.

But tonight, the diviner had called a special gathering to hitch the next age group. Sese was going with the hope that a younger warrior might choose her, or the gods might force her on an unsuspecting one. She really needed to mate. She needed to feel like a woman, and only a warrior would make her feel that way by mating.

She was afraid she might not birth a child, but she wanted to experience the heat of mating that her mother had always spoken to her about before her death. She wanted to feel that heat with a warrior, not Urua.

“The gods wouldn’t be so cruel,” she spoke after snatching her arm away from his helping hands. Sese looked into the darkness as though she were facing the immortal ancestors believed to dwell beyond the brightness of burning torches. “The gods wouldn’t be so cruel to hitch me with you.”

Urua grabbed his chest as though he had just been lanced by a spear. For a moment, she thought he had been attacked from behind by an enemy, but then, he looked up with his smile, the one that created two deep indents in his cheeks; the one that made him almost as beautiful as the fairest maiden in Abedeng.

“You pierce my heart, sweet Sese,” he murmured.

When had his voice deepened to that gruffness that seemed to vibrate in her chest when he spoke? Even her father, second warrior of his age group and revered chieftain, didn’t have such deepness in his tone.

Sese took a step back. She wasn’t afraid of Urua—she could beat him in an unplanned fight, but she worried about the things she was noticing in him. Like the broadness of his chest, though it wasn’t as broad as the usual Abedeng warrior, but strangely, she liked it.

She took another step back; she shouldn’t like it. Urua was an apprentice to the diviner. He would never be hitched, since the present diviner wasn’t.

This shouldn’t be happening, she thought in panic. She’d taken the rumoured antidote; she couldn’t be experiencing the heat of mating her mother had explained towards Urua.

No, she silently screamed. It was a mistake. Mother had said that the mating heat was rare, and it only happened between two special people after so many uncountable twelve moons. The mating heat entailed a man and woman feeling undeniably drawn to each other without the selection of the diviner. Mother had explained it as sometimes being shameful, as the mates couldn’t stay away from each other.

She hadn’t felt the heat for any other warriors, no matter how many times her father had asked her; no matter how many times she’d tried by surreptitiously brushing her body against males when at gatherings—an act her mother had said triggered the heat. She had never felt it, though it didn’t mean she wanted to feel it with Urua.

But a touch from him, just one helping hand, and heat had unfurled in her stomach like a coiled snake angrily rousing from slumber. That’s what she’d been avoiding the past fortnight, and it was happening now, just when she was close to, hopefully, being hitched by the diviner?

Sese shook her head, refusing the possibility. She straightened her height; a foot shorter than Urua, she noticed. Her heart instantly jumped in elation, but she stomped it down and widened the distance between them.

“You look strange, my heart. What is it?” he asked with concern.

Why wouldn’t he stop calling her his heart? The look on his beautiful face surged the heaviest warmth from her stomach, pushing at the walls of her chest to burst free.

She tightened her hand on her staff and silently fought to hold up the walls of her chest. Sese realized that distancing herself from him reduced the force of the heat. She took three more steps from him, not minding that Urua looked at her strangely.

Silently, she prayed he not feel the heat or the connection. The farther she was from him, the better chance of ending this night wrapped around a worthy warrior who would surely give her a male child.

“Sese?”

Even his voice was alluring. She could feel the warmth pooling and tingling in between her thighs. Oh, gods, it was exactly as her mother had said it would be. She had said she would know instantly who her fated mate was, but she didn’t want to know it was Urua. She would never be normal if she mated with Urua. The village would avoid them and any children they birthed … if they birthed children.

They were the only abominations in Abedeng, and she knew they would only birth strange children if they mated. If she accepted the bond call, she would be stuck with Urua all her life, dependent on him, unable to be without him.

And if a mate died, Mother had explained that the unbearable pain usually made the living mate take his or her life. Sese didn’t appreciate the unbreakable link that came with being fated mates tied by an unseen bond. She rather preferred being physically paired with a warrior she wouldn’t be dependent on; with a warrior stronger and more ripped than her who would make her feel feminine, a warrior for whom she wouldn’t have the urge to kill herself if he died.

All that was lost as thoughts of mating with Urua became insistent, making her thighs tighten to stop the recent incessant tingling.

“By the gods, you’re sweating,” Urua noticed, his voice filled with confused concern as he hurried towards her, intending to grant help, which would mean touching her.

Sese shook her head and bolted down the path as though chased by the eleventh enemy of the gods.

 

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Wednesday, October 21, 2020

Spotlight: Stalkers


 🖤 STALKERS 🖤

Featuring Venor by Emery LeeAnn

I track, I chase, but hunting you - that's just for fun

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You should never fall for the bad guy…

Over thirty of your favorite USA Today and bestselling authors have come together to create an epic collection of forbidden, dark romance stories.

Get lost in this unputdownable mixture of short stories. From heroes to bad guys, there’s something for everyone.

stalk·er

A person who stalks: a person who pursues someone obsessively.

Stalkers is a taboo romance collection jam-packed with captivating stories.

Tuesday, September 3, 2019

Release Day Blitz: Jordyn's Army


Title: Jordyn’s Army
Genre: Romance
Publication Date: September 3rd, 2019
Hosted by: Lady Amber’s PR
Blurb:
We are happy to bring you seventeen never seen before short stories!
This anthology is a fundraiser for Jordyn Preston and her fight against liver cancer.
STORY TITLE & BLURB:
Heidi McLaughlin
Fighting For Our Forever… Baby style
The Beaumont Gang comes together for the birth of Ajay and Whiskey’s son.
Kathy Coopmans
Pure Rose
Meet Rose and Owen in this short sexy story about two single parents in their forties.
Think Cinderella meets Prince Charming
Opposites really do attract.
Amy Briggs
Waking Up to Forever
What happened when Snow White woke up to her Prince Charming?
When Jaqueline White awoke from a coma, the result of a poisoned apple, her doctor Jacob McIntyre, was by her side. They’d never met, but it was fate that drew them together when he saved her life.
Now, one year later and days away from their wedding, disasters begin to strike in tandem, threatening to ruin the entire day.  Jacob and Jackie work tirelessly to put out one fire after another, wondering if these catastrophes and mishaps are a sign from the universe that perhaps they aren't meant to be after all.
Does true love really conquer all or are curses just not meant to be broken?
Adriana Locke
Crush
Delaney McCallister isn’t looking for a date. She just wants clean pajamas so she can go home from the laundromat, flop on the couch, and relax. As the spin cycle begins, in walks the most delectable man she’s ever seen—one that clearly doesn’t belong in her small town. She doesn’t belong in his bed, either, but a simple little crush never hurt anyone.
Shari J. Ryan
Love, Rose
I didn’t want Frankie back. I didn’t want him to stay, but I wanted him to know how much I loved him, why I loved him, and what I would have done to make him happy. Through letter after letter, I poured my heart and soul onto paper and mailed them.
The letters never made it to Frankie. Frankie moved away, but a new man moved into his old place. His name was Colton, and he was the one who received all my letters.
When Colton wrote back, he told me my words changed his life. He wanted to meet me.
I didn’t know that meeting Colton would also change my life.
Julie A. Richman
Reunion
Two high school besties.
Two ex-boyfriends.
A 10-year high school reunion.
An unexpected surprise revealing a long-kept secret
There are just some nights you’ll never forget...
HJ Bellus
Coming Home
The My Way Gang is back together. Annie has news to break to her dad, Cree. Life on the farm will never be the same.
Sam JD Hunt
Roses for Rachel
Major Jonah “Whaler” Jones is at rock bottom. After losing his wife in a tragic accident that he’ll never forgive himself for, the once elite fighter pilot is ready to end it all. But one sweltering Vegas morning, a voice from beyond changes the trajectory of his life.
“Wake up, Jonah, and go get my roses,” she says.
On a hungover quest to fulfill his dead wife’s request, he stumbles upon Hannah Green. A struggling widow, Hannah fills her days crafting copper roses. Although he vowed to never love again, Jonah knows that his beloved Rachel came to him that morning with a purpose; and that purpose was Hannah.
Tara Leigh
Finley and Sebastián, Wages of Sin series
It’s a steamy summer in New York City,
and the newest couple in the Wages of Sin
series is burning up the pages.
With Aislinn and Damon away,
Finley and Sebastián will play.
Let the games begin.
Kaylee Ryan
Whiskey & Roses
You met Rhett and Saylor in Hey, Whiskey.
My outlook on life has changed in the last fifteen years. I now have a husband and a family I can lean on. I’ve paved my own path, but they’ve traveled it with me.
Not a single day have I regretted my choice to make this small town in West Virginia my home. We’ve built a life here and raised our kids here.
Now here we are fifteen years later, and I’m about to show my wife that even after all these years, she’s all I see.
Michelle Dare
Where I Escape
You never know where your life will lead. Mine led me to a man who abused me. Who hurt me. Who destroyed everything I was. I never thought I’d be whole again.
Love is something my friends have, not me. I thought it was unattainable. Until I met Finn.
He knows of my past. He’s held me through my nightmares. I’ve never met someone so kind and patient.
Where I escape is into the arms of Finn where everything in my world finally feels right again.
Haylee Thorne
Capturing Tomorrow
Bachelorette party shenanigans planned √
Hotel suites booked √
Invites sent √
Jet fueled √
Have all your plans go to hell√
Phoenix Kingsley is about to find out that sometimes even the best laid out plans fall apart…and it’s not always a bad thing…
Michelle Windsor
Coming Up Roses
Five long hours in flight.
Four cocktails in.
Three little words.
Two strangers in first class.
One unexpected connection.
Buckle up and prepare for takeoff as Griffin Harrison and Chloe Adams find themselves encountering more than turbulence on their way to New York City.  Make sure your tray tables are locked and in their upright position, cause things are gonna get bumpy.
Verlene Landon
LINE 39
Lena gave up on life and abandoned her dreams of a happily-ever-after when a freak accident took her eye, most of her vision, and left her scarred. Her only reason for living now is to make her terminally-ill father believe otherwise.
Rue is blinded by the beauty of Casterton’s newest resident, but he can’t work up the nerve to approach her. Sadly, he notices her leaving Carol’s every week with a bouquet of flowers from someone who obviously has the courage he lacks.
Lucky for them, a happy-go-lucky golden retriever puppy helps them both to see what’s right in front of their faces.
Kristin Mayer
Mine to Protect
Austin and Scarlette come together in a story that will keep you on the edge of your seat to the very end.
MJ Fields
The Way We Fell
Ben and Kendall, part one.
( Brand new part of the Legacy world)
One brilliant smile, and my heart beat for what felt like the very first time.
One night as he held my sister and sang to her, it broke.
Years later, his smile is different, and I curse my heart when it beats in an all too familiar way, a way it’s only ever beat for him... again.
He was once hers, could he ever truly be mine?
Rebecca Brooke
Ring Me
I am not a bully.
At least not anymore. I’d learned my lesson even before I had all my dreams ripped away.
Then I saw her. I knew I wanted her to be mine.
I made so many mistakes, but she let me in and gave me her heart.
Now I want to keep it forever.
How do I ask the woman of my dreams to spend the rest of her life with me? Simple, just ask.
At least I thought it would be that easy.
Participating Authors: 
Heidi McLaughlin
Kathy Coopmans
Shari J. Ryan
Adriana Locke
HJ Bellus
Julie A. Richman
Sam JD Hunt
Tara Leigh
Kaylee Ryan
Michelle Dare
Verlene Landon
Haylee Thorne
Michelle Windsor
Kristin Mayer
Amy Briggs
MJ Fields
Rebecca Brooke

Tuesday, May 14, 2019

Release Day Blitz: The Heart of the Matter

The Heart of the Matter: A Mother's Love
A Multi-Genre Anthology
Published May 14, 2019 by Envision Publishing

Synopsis:

The love of a mother, whether you've never had it, have it, or miss it, affects us all in a million different ways.

Nine talented authors: Best-sellers and Award-winners, bring you BRAND NEW, suspenseful and romantic, short stories in this awe-inspiring novel, The HEART of The Matter: A Mother's Love. These nine stories are sure to make you smile, laugh, cry, and fall in love. They've stirred in a diverse collection into this anthology! There is sci-fi, contemporary, paranormal, fantasy, and many more... Something for everyone!

The Scent of a Man: Dr. Julia E. Antoine
Danielle Jefferson is young and in love when she volunteers to work at the same archeological dig as Robert (Rob) Raffone. Surrounded by the staggering natural beauty of Kennecott, Alaska, Danielle gives herself freely to the most extraordinary man she's ever known. They share a passionate night, but even the passion they share can't keep him with her. Rob leaves Danielle with a broken heart...and, nine months later, with a cherished reminder of their lost love. Now Danielle is older and wiser and about to make a momentous decision that will affect not only her life but also the life of the one person she holds dearer than her own.

Holding On to Love: Solange St. Brice

Philippa thinks her life is complete. She's married to her high school sweetheart, Roger, and they have two wonderful children. Life couldn't be better, or so she thinks. She lives for her family, and then, one day, her whole world comes crashing down around her when Roger tells her he's not happy and he's going to do something about it. Philippa tries to talk him out of the outlandish plan he's concocted, but no amount of talking on her part is able to sway him. 

Dead Witch Talking: T. A. Moorman
Some witches are better off left dead. Elyssia loves her sisters, but she can't help the green monster of envy when she sees them with their mates,and their father, while she is now literally an orphan. Their mother dead, her own father dead, her mate still unclaimed... When yet another Mother's Day comes around and slaps her in the face, Elyssia cooks up a plan to bring Mama back from the dead. Problem is, it might not be their mom she brings back.Witches, vampires, and demons, the perfect combination to make a true hot mess.

One Night of Love: Izzibella Beau
All Bobby Jo wanted was a baby to complete her family. A little person to make her feel closer to her straying husband. But, month after month she was let down, never to feel the joy of announcing she was pregnant. After another failed pregnancy test, Bobby Jo drove for a while in the pouring rain. Then she saw a stranger fighting against the blowing wind to walk wherever it was he had to go. Bobby Jo offered him a ride. It was one night of love, one night of strangers sharing their bodies, minds, and souls. One month later, Bobby Jo got the pregnancy results that she always wanted. But is the child her husband's or the man she left a note, the one she said never try and find her?

No Greater Love: Mariyam Hasnain
Every thing was smooth like a fairy tale until....A year and a half into marriage and life grind sets in. Sara and, her husband, Kabeer have less time for each other as they are focusing more on their jobs. Top of that Kabeer has a question mark on his face all the time. What's the question mark about?

The blue box: Jan Raymond
An urgent call intrudes rudely into the ideal life that Layla has built for herself. She returns home to bury the past for good. But, the past carries its own secrets that can worm their way into the present. Will Layla be able to come to terms with the secrets of the past and deal with its consequences?

A Very British Mother: Lucinda E. Clarke
It can be a shock to realize that the mother you thought you knew turned out to be something quite different. The moment I was pushed to the front of the stage that night, the nightmare began--one that would shake the world.

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Saturday, April 13, 2019

Coming Soon: The Heart of the Matter



The Heart of the Matter: A Mother's Love
An Anthology of Multi-Genre Short Stories By Eleven Best-Selling Authors

Where would we be without the LOVE of a Mother? That’s what’s so special about this anthology, it’s all about a Mother’s Love!

Romantic elements have always been the cornerstone of a good book to curl up with, and this anthology has it in spades: It will delight, entertain and sometimes bring you to tears. The book features stories by a selection of best-selling and award-winning authors. They came together to bring you the following extraordinary collection:
The Scent of a Man: Dr. Julia E. Antoine
Holding On to Love: Solange St. Brice
One Night of Love: Izzibella Beau
No Greater Love: Mariyam Hasnain
The blue box: Jan Raymond
When Forever Ends: Susan Hawthorne
A Very British Mother: Lucinda E Clarke
Secrets of Lavender: Brenda Mohammed
Dead Witch Talking: T. A. Moorman
Welcome Home: Erin Eldridge
Love Can Wait: Melanie P. Smith


Excerpt from Dead Witch Talking by T. A. Moorman

“You don’t even have her body, Elyssia!” Tia shouted, again, “Just let us in and listen to reason. Even if you had the power to raise the dead, they never come back right, especially after this long.”
“I do have a body! Courtesy of your very own blood cave!” I shouted right back. All the shouting back and forth almost made want to go ahead and let them in. Almost. “If that whackjob Nana came back, then why not Mom?” Even though the situation was totally different, seeing as how Nana hadn’t completely died in the first place. I wasn’t about to say any of that out loud, even if they knew it just as much as I did.
It sounded like one of them punched the other right before Anya said, “How was I supposed to know that’s why she asked where we kept the leftovers? Geez, don’t give me that look. I thought she may have had a hot date with a necromancer.”
“She doesn’t even go on dates. She has a mate, remember?”
“Oh, I remember. But someone apparently needs to remind the two of them of that. Her mate is one of the reasons we have so many bodies piling up lately. That vampire has developed a drinking problem.”
“Can’t you two just go away and leave me alone so I can concentrate?” I asked them as they went back and forth discussing me like I wasn’t even there. They didn’t even have the decency to attempt a whisper. “Go talk about me and all of my convoluted issues in another room, in your own friggin castle!”

About the Author:

T. A. resides in Detroit, Michigan with her five children, and the rest of her dysfunctional family, where she was born and raised. She started her writing career in the midst of a very hard time in her life and is now a best-selling author. Her debut and award-winning novel, Witch Wars, and the world of Underlayes, was born from a mind that desperately needed an escape, so she created one.

The novel was inspired by her love of all things paranormal and how she wanted it seen. “We live in a diverse world, shouldn’t all of the characters in books, even paranormal also be diverse,” she says. “I saw so few paranormal books with a diverse cast until I read L. A. Banks. You know, with more than one or two characters thrown in for good measure. Mine have it all, too.”


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