Guest Post: K. Abernathy


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Title:   Can You Action Past Your Devil’s Advocate?
Author:   K. “Kimbe” Abernathy
Published:  January 1st, 2015
Publisher:   Xlibris
Genre:  Non-fiction Entrepreneurial Empowerment
Synopsis:
Are you an existing, new or upcoming entrepreneur? This book is easy to read and relaxed to understand. GREAT book to assist in expounding ones vision to put all into ACTION through 12 elaborated tips in what it takes to move forward. An undeniable source of motivation bursts with inspiration for the entrepreneurial mind. If you can get through this book you can get through entrepreneurism. From the desk of an ordinary member of society, “Can You Action Past Your Devil’s Advocate?”
This book provokes to
Rise up to the challenge and overcome
Leads you to fight for your life and your dreams
Points you to reach your top at
Full potential in full force.
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Excerpt from Can You Action Past Your Devil’s Advocate? by K. Abernathy:
“………The big question is how to get ahead as an entrepreneur, as a goal getter from what you typically see and what you’re used to as an commonplace individual. Well, I’m a commonplace individual, in a taboo career and I’M DOING IT! In the words of Maya Angelou “Success is liking yourself, liking what you do, and liking how you do it” You want to sustain in life by creating opportunities BIG OR SMALL. Not waiting for a yes and still moving forward.
“Step forward into growth or back into safety”
-Abraham Maslow
Psychologist
It is important to be able and willing to action regardless of all trauma, all the No’s, and non-supporters one could headache and pain on. This book is for the average wanting to reach their next level. The ones who feel they aren’t smart enough; the ones who have BIG ideas with no direction; the ones who have vision with no support; the ones who have degrees and are at a dead end; the ones in school just going through the motions; the ones who have talent and feel their voice and willpower is not strong enough; the ones simply wanting more. This book is written by one who understands the emotion and feelings of the one striving for more. Most likely if you are striving, wanting more, you’re an entrepreneur!
What is an entrepreneur again?
Entrepreneurs are innovators, visionaries—generators of new ideas turning into coinage; that’s right—income, revenue, dough, bread, money. Smile for me! This body of work comes from a place of rising from rejection, talents that have been overlooked and misunderstood by second-rate superiors, peers, family, companions and—funny enough—sometimes your cheerers and admirers. Early on, I wanted more, and I knew how to get more through ways that weren’t truly applauded by the usual thinker, by the play-it-safe thinker. I also had yet to learn and perfect my approach; quickly I learned approach is everything!
Through those times I became boundless at amplification and clarifying myself not through ideas, not through words, but through action and being able to positively relate to other individuals like myself. Because of rejection and wanting more I learned to create my opportunities, prospects, and big breaks. My success stories really started to take strides when I stopped looking for others to give me a chance and started creating my own chances. These are the traits of an entrepreneur. This book comes from empathy for life’s spins. Taking those spins and putting them on a pedestal to be used as a growth tool versus a crutch tool. It is significant that you know that you have the ability to create your own kind of success. This book is essential maintenance to cheer on and coach yourself to your own successes to be able to take a talent, skill, passion, desire, product, and or business and turn it to prize. The entrepreneurial prize is the gumption and follow-through to negotiate compensation, propose benchmarks for company positions, generate buzz for a brand, insert yourself into anyone’s business, take over an existing business, open a start-up business with non-existing to nominal budgets. Turn NO into YES. Turn talents into reward. Turn determination into incentive, customizing your own plans within one’s Master Plan……………….
Can you action past your devil’s advocate?
“At the end of the day, let there be no excuses, no explanations, no regrets.”
-Steve Maraboli
Entrepreneur
Jam packed with success tips, famous quotes, iconic successful leaders, mentors & glossary. Let’s get this body of work read so we can move on to excellence, creating our own success stories.
Let’s kick it off with this quote
“If you are always trying to be normal you will never know how amazing you can be.”
― Maya Angelou Poet
Ready! TIP #1 GAUGE Desire”

 

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About the Author:
K. Abernathy better known as Kimbe`, Kentucky native, now California saturated since the 90’s. Kimbe` an entrepreneur, business owner, director, educator, and deal sealer, currently serving as CEO of a small personal appearance company and Director of youth programs sponsored by regional school districts.
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Guest Post: Melissa J. Cunningham


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Title:  The Elementalist
Series:  The Ransomed Souls Series #2
Author:  Melissa J. Cunningham
Published:  March 3rd, 2015
Publisher:  Clean Teen Publishing
Genre:  YA paranormal romance
Content Warning:  Violence and minor language
Recommended Age:  14+
Synopsis:  Deceased Alisa Callahan thinks nothing could be worse than watching the boy she loves move on in his life without her… until she is ripped from her less-than-peaceful existence in Elysium to be trapped… in someone’s else’s body.
Seventeen-year-old Claire Balister wants only one thing. To master the art of Elementalism. To accomplish this, she must learn to control a damned soul. Her old classmate and suicide victim, Alisa Callahan, is the perfect candidate. But when the spell goes wrong, Claire finds herself in the worst possible situation… sharing her body with an unwanted guest.
Everything swirls out of control when Alisa learns the terrifying truth about her entrapment. Her only hope rests with a boy who can’t remember her, his past, or more importantly, who he really is…
One of the bad guys.
Excerpt from The Elementalist by Melissa J. Cunningham:
She cursed under her breath. It could only be one person, she chose to ignore him, but the banging continued. She glanced at the clock. Five minutes left. She had time to quickly tell Jamie to leave.
Claire hurried across the hall and into her room. Unlatching the window she let it swing open. “Jamie, I can’t talk right now.” She tried to shut the window, but he blocked her efforts with his arm.
“Wait. You don’t even know why I’m here.”
“It doesn’t matter. You have to go.” She pushed on the window harder, but instead of backing away like he would have in the past, Jamie climbed inside. He stood in her room as she stared him down, her jaw clenching.
“I don’t have time for this!” she yelled, and ran back into the bathroom, slamming the door behind her and locking it.
Three minutes were left on the timer.
“Are you okay?” Jamie asked from the other side of the door.
“Damn it, Jamie. I need you to go away!”
“Are you sick?”
“Argg!” She refused to explain. It was none of his business. Why wouldn’t he just leave? She could hear him on the other side, his feet shuffling.
“I’ll just wait in your room then. I want to tell you something important.”
“Just go home!” she yelled, counting down the seconds. Thirty, twenty-nine, twenty-eight…
“I saw that guy come over here. I saw him come into your house, Claire. I have a right to know why he’s here. I know he’s not here for your mom. I saw her leave.”
Claire gritted her teeth, refusing to be baited by his jealousy. He was watching her house now? She’d known he would be like this if they got too serious, and now she regretted their budding romance.
“After the other night, I have the right to know if you like him. I mean—”
“Oh my gosh, Jamie!” she screeched. “I don’t. Have. Time!” Fourteen, thirteen, twelve.
Jamie’s fist banged against the door in frustration, and Claire jumped, startled, her heart racing from more than just this intrusion and the timer flew from her fingers into the bathwater with Brecken. Face up, it continued to count down, even under the water. Five, four, three.
“Is he in there with you? Oh hell, Claire. Please tell me he’s not in there with you.” The defeat in Jamie’s voice was almost her undoing. She was already two seconds over the limit.
With shaking hands, she grabbed Brecken by his T-shirt and tried to pull him up, but he was much heavier than she’d anticipated, due either to dead weight or the water in his clothes, maybe both, and he fell back under the water causing waves to spill over the side of the tub and drench her shoes.
She screamed in fright, because the spell only protected him for exactly ten minutes.
“Claire? What’s going on? What happened? Water just came under the door!” Jamie pounded on the other side, his hammering like thunder in her ears, her complementing shrieks producing the perfect storm.
Grabbing Brecken behind the head, she sat him up in the tub, but he was slippery and hard to hold. His head lolled forward and water spilled from his mouth and nose. “Brecken! Wake up!” she screamed, trying to slap him to awareness, but the only thing her struggles did was make him slip out of her grasp and back under the water.
“Jamie!” she screeched. “Help me!”
The door burst open one second later.
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About the Author:


Melissa J. Cunningham began writing five years ago when she decided, out of the blue, to enter a community writing contest and won first place. From that moment on she had a new love: Writing. Melissa is a member of the League of Utah Writers. Her past publication experience includes a recurring opinion column called Writing Reality, for her local newspaper: The Leader
Melissa’s first novel: Reluctant Guardian, was accepted for publication through Clean Teen Publishing in August 2013.
When Melissa is not writing you can find her spending time with her family and her horses, cats, dogs and chickens or reading. Melissa is also a local music teacher.

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Guest Post: Raven McAllan


 

Hong Kong Heat by +Raven McAllan
Erotic Romance, Contemporary

 

Debra Scotburn never thought of herself as a cougar, until
she fell in lust at first sight with a much younger man.
Daniel Van Meister, a trouble-shooter for the Simply Five
Star Hotel chain doesn’t do commitment, until the older, curvy, vivacious
brunette robs him off his ability to control a certain body part.
Unable to keep their hands off each other, they embark on a passion-filled
holiday fling.
Surely that is all it can ever be? Daniel’s work takes him
all around the world at a moment’s notice, and Debra is on the last leg of her
middle-aged-crisis induced gap year.

 

When misunderstandings tear them apart, can they both admit
their love and find the trust needed to make this more than just a fling?

Available for early download via Totally Bound

https://www.totallybound.com/hong-kong-heat

Out on general release on eBook and Print: March 27th

 

 

 

(2 Excerpts. Pick one for your blog)

Excerpt 1 (PG 13)

“You’re
trespassing. You shouldn’t be up here at night.”
She
stared up at him and grinned. The moon appeared from behind a cloud and his
pulse jumped like a flea in a circus. It was her. His mystery lady.
“So
I am, or should that be am not?” She swirled her arms and the moonlight caught
the ripples and sent tiny moonbeams dancing over the surface of the pool. “Which
means unless you’re the night watchman…?” Her voice trailed off mid sentence,
on a querying note.
Braam
shook his head.
“Then
neither should you. So why don’t you join me? Or is jogging the only exercise
you do?” She tilted her head to one side and swam in lazy circles around the
island in the centre of the pool.
Does she know there’s innuendo in that
statement?
“Come
on, live dangerously. You know you shouldn’t swim alone at night.” She laughed.
“So in actual fact, we’ll be helping each other.”
Why not? Braam pushed the sides of his trousers apart and kicked them off his
legs with scant care to creases. The suit needed to go to the cleaners anyway.
An over anxious sous chef had made sure of that when Braam had checked the
buffet earlier.
He
left his boxers on—after all there was such a thing as over-familiarity—and
dived in.
The
water closed over his head and he pushed to the surface. It was like swimming
in a Jacuzzi without the bubbles. The warmth surrounded him as he swam towards
the woman leaning against the edge of the pool with her arms stretched out to
hold her in place.
“So,
hello, Ms Intruder. We meet again.” He trod water and moved his arms and hands
to stay in front of her and not move into her personal space. As much as he’d have
liked to crowd her, demand who she was and why she was there, he knew better.
“It
seems we do. Nothing more mysterious than the ways of the world, eh?” She
chuckled and splashed water with her legs. “Is this where I say fancy meeting
you here? Or we must quit meeting like this, people will talk?”
There
was no doubt about that, especially if the night manager turned the security
cameras on. Braam angled his body then swam around the island so that if that
did happen, his face wouldn’t be seen. There was one spot where the cameras
didn’t reach, but was visible to the lifeguards when they were on duty. As he
hoped, the lady swam after him, until they reached what he termed the safe area.
“Are
we playing tag?” Her voice was husky and it lifted his libido and his cock by
several notches. In fact, his cock was pressing against his boxers and even the
water couldn’t   come to his aid so he didn’t get harder by the
minute. This woman intrigued him.
“I
can think of better things to play.”
Her
eyes widened and the laugh she gave went straight to his dick and hinted at all
things erotic.
“Such
as? Ludo? Scrabble, or, I know, Hotel?” She ran her tongue around her lips in
an unconscious invitation to plunder and Braam was hard pressed not to groan.
“You
show me yours and I’ll show you mine…” Braam paused. “Hotel, I mean, what else?”
She
giggled. It wasn’t the silly sound a young girl would make, but a deep, sexy
noise. “How about Kiss Chase?”
Excerpt 2(Adult)
In
one swift movement the lady pushed off the side, kissed him hard on the lips
and turned to swim away. He was too fast for her. Braam held her by the
shoulders, tread water and kissed her back.
She
groaned deep into his mouth and let her tongue swirl with his. Her body floated
next to his and her breasts teased his chest. The thin lace that covered her
was no barrier to hide how her nipples stood out. Braam slid one leg between
hers and moved one hand to hold her ass and push her tight against him.
She
wriggled and ground her pussy on his cock. Yet again, the few scraps of lace
she wore were negligible. Even so it took immense control not to rip them away
and have nothing between them. Instead he held her close, let her rub herself
on him and savoured the moment. Braam swam them backwards a few feet until he
could rest on a ledge a foot or so underwater and sit his lady on his knees
with her legs either side and her pussy open to his cock. It was teasing, tantalising
and downright enjoyable. Judging by the shivers and mewls she made as he
nibbled her ear and scattered kisses over her face and mouth, she agreed. Her
hands played with his nipples.
Until
his cock gave notice that a few more seconds’ play and they’d need to clean the
pool out. He was so close to coming it hurt.
Braam
pulled back and she moaned in protest.
“Honey,
I’m so close to coming it’s painful. We need to get out and find somewhere more
suitable.” He towed her to the roman steps at one end of the pool and glanced
around the area. Not even a sunbed had been left out.
His
lady looked dazed and her eyes were misty.
“Eh?”
“We
can’t come in the pool. Well, I can’t. We need to… Holy hell and fuck.”
She
sat up, half out of the water, and rubbed her face. “That sounds rude and hold
on, we need to fuck? Who says?”
“Well,
you didn’t say we didn’t a few minutes ago,” Braam said. “But we need condoms.
I don’t suppose you have one with you?”
“Con…
Argh, shit and fuck. No, strangely I don’t. They’re not something I feel I need
when I go for a walk at midnight.” She sounded horrified. “Even if it does
include an illicit swim. You?”
He
shook his head. “Sadly no. I mean where would I carry it?
She
got out of the pool and looked around her. “Apart from that, I don’t make a
habit of screwing with strangers, even with a condom. Where’s a towel? Blame it
on the moon, oh, I don’t know, temporary insanity or jet lag or something. Pure
fucking stupidity. Look, if you try anything, I’ve got a black belt in karate.
So, towels?”
“Locked
away. Along with sunbeds, robes and all things needed to fuck.” He paused. “Or
dry off.”
She
shut her eyes and sighed. “Figures. Oh, Lord, what have I done?”
“Nothing
yet, and in the future? Up to you, but let me say, I seem to have been
inflicted by the same bout of insanity if that’s any consolation.”
“It
isn’t. I guess I’ll have to do the walk of shame in a dress sticking to my wet
body.”
“Or
we could make love and dry off that way?” Braam suggested. He could have bitten his tongue out. Do I have a death wish? When will I learn to keep my mouth shut?
“Or
not. Sorry. But I don’t even know your name. Isn’t it at least polite to be
introduced or something?”
She
shivered and Braam stood up and left the pool to grab his shirt.
“Here,
use this to dry off.” He handed her the shirt and walked to the other side of
the pool where his jacket and trousers were. “My name is Abraham,” he said as
he used his jacket to soak up the bulk of the moisture on him. It looked like
even the dry cleaners wouldn’t save it. “Braam to my friends.”
There
was silence from the other side of the pool.
“And
you?”

 

His
answer was to hear the faint noise of the lift descending.

 

I’m growing old disgracefully and loving
it.
Dh and I live on the edge of a Scottish
forest, and rattle around in a house much too big for us.
Our kids have grown up and flown the nest,
but roll back up when they want to take a deep breath and smell the daisies so
to speak.
I write in my study, which overlooks the
garden and the lane. I’m often seen procrastinating, by checking out the wild
life, looking—only looking—at the ironing basket and assuring tourists that
indeed, I’m not the bed and breakfast. That would mean cooking fried eggs
without breaking the yolks, and disturbing the dust bunnies as they procreate
under the beds. Not to be thought of.
Being able to do what I love, and knowing
people get pleasure from my writing is fantastic. Long may it last.
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Guest Post: Julie Wetzel


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Title:   Kindling Flames: Stolen Fire
Series:  The Ancient Fire Series #4
Author:  Julie Wetzel
Published:  March 3rd, 2015
Publisher:  Crimson Tree Publishing
Genre:  NA Urban Paranormal Romance
Content Warning:  Violence, adult language
Recommended Age:  18+
Synopsis:  Night. A time of quiet, of peace, of rest, and now, a time of terror.
With an uncontrolled vampire plaguing the city, the Vampire Council of Brenton once again calls on Darien Ritter for help.
Overwhelmed with the issues of a new menagerie and plans for his wedding, Darien still manages to step up and answer the call. The only problem is, he suddenly finds himself a little too… human.


Excerpt from Kindling Flames: Stolen Fire by Julie Wetzel:
“We are at your call, Master.” A male voice rang out across the room, drawing everyone’s attention.
Darien turned in his chair to see Josh coming through the doorway. His brother was only a step behind.
“I don’t have full control over my powers at the moment.” Darien stood up as he addressed the new vampires. “What I ask of you could be dangerous.”
“We know,” Josh answered as he leaned his hip against the railing that divided the room. “We were wondering when you were going to bring this problem to us.”
“Yes.” Jakob continued down the steps towards Darien. “A few of us have felt the subtle shift in power.” He stopped to look Darien over. “How much of your power do you have left?”
Darien tensed at the question. “Practically none,” he admitted. If he wanted help, he was going to have to be up front and honest with these people.
An evil glint flickered in Jakob’s eyes as he stepped around the end of the couch.
Darien turned to face him.
“So, I could bleed you out, and there’d be nothing you could do about it?” A hint of fangs slipped past Jakob’s lip as he spoke. The cocky smile vanished from his face as Elliot’s hand closed around his neck.
Vicky blinked in surprise. She hadn’t even seen him move.
Darien smiled at him. “Yes,” he admitted. “You could bleed me dry right now, and there would be nothing I could do about it.” He looked pointedly at Elliot’s hand, pressed into Jakob’s throat. “If you managed to survive the night, my death would leave you tied to this inexperienced rogue. And, if he isn’t stopped, the Council will hunt him. They now know he has my powers, and Clara will stop at nothing to destroy him, leaving this kiss masterless.” Reaching out, Darien drew Elliot’s hand away from the stunned vampire. “Who do you think will take you in, then?”
Understanding flickered in Jakob’s eyes. Hurting Darien would be a death sentence for all of them. “Forgive me, My Master.” Jakob dropped to a knee in front of Darien. He raised his hand to his heart and bowed his head.
Darien reached out and touched him on the shoulder. “Remember this.”
Jakob looked up as Darien spoke.
“Just because someone is down, doesn’t mean they don’t have unseen strength.”






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About the Author:

Originally from Ohio, Julie always dreamed of a job in science. Either shooting for the stars or delving into the mysteries of volcanoes. But, life never leads where you expect. In 2007, she moved to Mississippi to be with her significant other.
Now a mother of a hyperactive red headed boy, what time she’s not chasing down dirty socks and unsticking toys from the ceiling is spent crafting worlds readers can get lost it. Julie is a self-proclaimed bibliophile and lover of big words. She likes hiking, frogs, interesting earrings, and a plethora of other fun things.
Julie Wetzel is the author of her debut novel Kindling Flames. Kindling Flames was released through Crimson Tree Publishing in 2014.



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Authors Supporting Our Troops – February 2015 Totals #ASOT2015


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OK… the second month of the 2015 version of the event is over, and it was a little slower than expected, to be honest… but still quite amazing! 

So, how does the second month of the event compare to the first?

In February we had 60 authors/shipments arrive (January it was 117)

587 author-signed books (January it was 947)

That’s also close to 10 books a shipment (in January the average was 8 books per package in)

In total so far for the #ASOT2015 event…

177 packages

1534 author-signed books

8.6 books per package average

We slowed down a bit but I’m sure in March and April (and beyond) we’ll pick up the pace as more authors become aware of the event

Now, which States had the coolest authors sending us books in February?

This is not really all that scientific and I simply made note of who the author was and what State the package was shipped from when I recorded all of this along with how many books were involved. This is by author and not by how many books because that would be too much work and this is for fun. I don’t really need more work piled on for the event, either… 

1. California – 9 authors (24 total)

2. Florida – 5 authors (15 total)

3. Texas – 3 authors (10 total)

4. Missouri – 3 authors (3 total)

5. Virginia 3 – (8 total)

I’m not going to point out the 14 of 50 States that didn’t have an author representing it so far, because that wouldn’t be fair… but I hope in the coming weeks a few more are checked off the list! 2 were checked off from last month’s list, which is cool…

I will be getting in touch via Facebook to several of the new authors from Cali to get their addresses and send them an #ASOT2015 bumper sticker if they’d like them. 

I also want to thank everyone for the donations towards the huge shipping bill… we are well ahead of where we need to be for it. I would suggest everyone interested in donating please buy a shirt, so you have something cool to wear around and help spread the word! A couple of bucks from each sale goes to the shipping but, again, you get something you can be proud of and it helps spread the word when you post a picture of yourself in it!

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Guest Post: A.M. Hargrove


Title: Kestrel
Series: A Hart Brothers Novel
Author: A.M. Hargrove
Release Date:  March 29th, 2015
Kestrel
(A Hart Brothers Novel)
**Though is part of the Hart Brothers
Series, This is a Stand Alone Novel
**Not intended for readers under the
age of 18 due to its mature content and strong language.
Two lives with horrific
pasts. One chance meeting that changed them both forever.
“One look at her and I
want to run. Frizzy hair, thick glasses, mom jeans, and ruffles up to her neck.
Who the hell wears shit like that? What decade is she living in? My mother
doesn’t even dress like that!”
Raised by a monster, Kestrel Hart somehow
survived. Now that the monster is dead, he’s trying to move on, to pull himself
together. Struggling with issues no one can imagine, he moves away from his
family, from the brother who loves him and the sister-in-law who supports and
understands him the best.
 
Charleston, South Carolina is his new
home. And he has a purpose. He’s opening up a new division of his brother’s
corporation. But a surprise awaits him. Her name is Carter Drayton.
 
Carter’s past is also a painful one. She
is dealing with the tragic death of her family. She’s healing in the only way
she knows how.
 
Carter needs love. Kestrel craves
human contact. Neither of them recognizes what’s right before their eyes. Will
they see it before it’s too late?
 
 
“I’ll do anything you want. Anything.” Then something comes over me. Call it madness.
Desperation. Insanity. Call it whatever you want. I step right up to him and
put my hands on his shoulders. Then I kiss him. He stands there like a chunk of
stone. So I press my body up to him, and rub myself against him. I open my
mouth and run my tongue over his lips, and then push it into his mouth.
Nothing. No response. Humiliation sets in. I am not this girl. I’m the classic
nerd. I don’t have boyfriends. Where is this coming from?
 
He pulls away from me and steps back, rubbing his
mouth.
 
“I’m sorry, but you’re not my type.” His features
initially register shock. But worse than that, distaste replaces it.
 
That stings. Really stings. But even more dreadful,
I am morbidly ashamed of myself. That doesn’t stop me from digging myself into
an even deeper hole.
 
“What? Am I not sexy enough? Are my clothes not
revealing enough?”
 
“Um, Dr. Drayton, this is more than a bit awkward.”
 
“No, tell me. And my name is Carter.”
 
“You’re propositioning me.” Now I detect a hint of
mockery.
 
“No, not propositioning. I want to strike a deal.
You see, I’m a desperate woman. And desperate people do all kinds of things.”
 
“Carter, I’m really not interested.”
 
“I know I’m not very attractive, but if you want me
to change the way I look, I can do that.”
 
“You don’t understand.”
 
“What? Am I not good enough for you?”
 
His eyes skim me from head to toe. “Good doesn’t have anything to do
with it. You’re not
bad enough for me.”

 

 

A.M.
Hargrove resides in the south, dividing her time between the upstate of South
Carolina and the mountains of North Carolina. She truly believes that
chocolate, coffee and ice cream should be added to the USDA food groups.
Her
books include Adult, New Adult and Young Adult Romances, including, The
Guardians of Vesturon (Survival, Resurrection, Determinant, reEmergent and the
novella Beginnings); Dark Waltz (A Praestani Novel) Edge of Disaster, Shattered
Edge, Kissing Fire, Tragically Flawed, Exquisite Betrayal and Tragic Desires.
A.M.
also writes under the name of Emerson St. Clair. Emerson’s books include the
Dirty Nights novella series.

 

 

 

 

 

Guest Post: Michaela Rhua


 

Moon Maidens Book Series by +Michaela Rhua
Published by Evernight Publishing
Moon Dance, book 1
Moon Bound, book 2
Genre: Erotic, Paranormal, F/F, Shifters, Short Stories

 

 

MOON DANCE – Blurb

A quick pick up and a night of sex was just what Raya was looking for. Only meeting Amari set her insides on fire and she had to have more of this Indian beauty. Witches and shifters aren’t meant to bond only Raya and Amari can’t ignore the chemistry flowing between them. Trouble strikes the lovers when a past trauma hits Raya and Amari’s mother could be to blame. Finally Raya has a chance to get even with the old witch, who destroyed her life. When that revenge reveals that Raya’s past holds secrets she wasn’t aware of, it throws into question everything she believes in. Can the lovers unite to help Raya find her true self or is it all too late?

moonboundMOON BOUND – Blurb

Under the glare of the full moon, friends and foes alike meet their destiny…

Wolf shifter Misty never thought she would rescue a damsel in distress, but when she stumbles across a bloodied girl on her run, she has to act fast. An action she ought to regret when that girl turns out to be Were shifter, and thus an enemy of her pack.

Feelings cannot be denied, however, and when she meets Sofya again, the girls give into their attraction for each other.

The path to true love is never smooth and tensions rise further when Sofya’s father is implicated in a shifter death.

Will this news tear the two lovers apart, and turn them into foes or can the moon bind them together to work out the truth?

 

Playlist

Jessie J – Dirty Dancing in the Moonlight
K D Lang – Constant Craving
Sophie B. Hawkins – Damn I Wish I Was Your Lover
Lata Mangeshkar – (Film:Pakeezah) – Chalte Chalte Yunhi Koi Mil Gaya Tha
Nazia Hassan – Aap Jaisa Koi
Luther Vandross and Beyonce Knowles – The closer I get to you
Janet Jackson –70s Love Groove
Lalah Hathoway – Forever, For Always, For Love

 

 

 

Moon Dance
Excerpt – Adult

“Good morning Amari. Sorry I couldn’t wait,” Raya said. She pulled off her sneakers one by one, followed by her sports socks.
Amari held out her hand, inviting her across. Raya’s eyes lit up and she began to walk across the shallow water. Suddenly she stopped and looked down at her feet, confusion written across her face. Raya backed away, out of the water.
“You okay?”
“Err…yeah. Why don’t you come across here?” Raya suggested.
Amari did not hesitate, pulling up her dress to skip across the cool water, leaving her sandals behind. Once across, Raya grabbed her hand and pulled her into her. Both girls looked at each other. Raya’s deep green eyes shone back at Amari.
“You’re beautiful…” began Raya, but she was silenced by Amari who pulled Raya’s head down in a rough kiss. Instantly there was a connection, sparks of energy flew around them and Amari’s body began to heat up. Lips meshed and tongues played, dancing and teasing. Their hands explored and grabbed each other’s bodies to get closer, wanting no space between them.
Ray moaned into Amari’s mouth. Amari pulled away.
“Sorry, did I hurt you?”
“Are you kidding me?” Raya said, pulling her back into a kissing that almost hurt with the fierce passion that was behind it. Amari’s mouth sizzled against Raya’s; never had she experienced something this strong straight away. She pulled at Raya’s T-shirt, wanting nothing between them; skin on skin was her desire. Raya helped her out by holding her arms up and Amari pulled the T-shirt off. Underneath she wore a simple cotton bra that cradled her breasts. Amari slid off one strap and kissed the soft skin of her neck, then shoulder. She felt Raya’s hand massage the back of her head, keeping her in that position. So she likes to be kissed there. With a new lover, it was always a learning experience; what they liked and didn’t like was stored in your memory. She was enjoying learning about Raya. She pulled down one cup to reveal a perfect breast with an erect pink nipple. Raya wasted no time: she sucked it straight away and then used her teeth to bite gently. This released another moan from Raya’s lips. Amari smiled, looking up at Raya.
“You like a little pain?” Amari carried on sucking Raya’s breasts with gentle bites. She moved her hand down Raya’s front and edged it into her joggers and down to her panties, which to Amari’s delight were a little moist. She rubbed Raya’s mound, letting the tips of her fingers slide down further. Raya spread her legs a little; that meant Amari could reach further. Massaging that pussy was not enough, she wanted to taste. Amari grabbed Raya’s joggers, pulled them all the way down and then knelt at her feet.
Raya’s legs were long and toned, probably with all that jogging. Amari stroked them up and down, dragging her nails closer and closer to her bare pussy that glistened, inviting her to taste.



Moon Bound
Excerpt PG:

“You’re stalling, so it must mean it’s time for me to leave.” Sofya spun on the spot, and Misty swiftly caught her arm.
“Let’s take a seat.” Misty pointed to the sofa and Sofya nodded her agreement.
“Raya’s father was killed when she was young, and it’s all messed up.” Misty took a sip. “He had land and somehow the local Were community were involved.”
“My father had nothing to do with that…how could you think such a thing?” Sofya put the cup down and made to get up. Misty reached across and grabbed her arm.
“I know, I know he didn’t. It was all before his time. But if the land was taken without proper permission then Raya has a right to claim it.”
“Wait, are you talking about the land that Wylan wants? He keeps bugging my dad to sign it over to him.”
“You know about all this?” Misty sat up, alert to every detail.
“Sure, I know there’s something going on with some land issue, and I heard Wylan and dad talking about how the Vamps were warning us or something…wait.” Sofya paused, looking into her cup.
“What?”
“Wylan was talking about the night I was attacked and how the Vamps were sending a warning. I didn’t get it at the time.”
“Hold on, that makes sense. Raya and Amari have worked out that somehow the Shifters blamed the Witches who had some involvement in a curse on the Weres. It looks like the Vamps have been using both communities for their own reasons.”
“Oh boy, not the stupid legend of how a powerful witch cursed the Weres who are now bound to the moon? Come on people.” She rolled her eyes. “Sheesh.”
“Each community holds on to their own beliefs and legends. For some it’s what holds people together, since you know a common enemy. You and I are supposed to be enemies, but when you get rid of all that bad history we are two people who love each other.”
“What? You love me? Seriously, like proper love?” Sofya’s eyes widened.
Misty suddenly realized what she had said. There was no going back now.
“Y…Yes I do. I’ve never felt like this with anyone.” Misty looked down at her hands, too scared to look up and stare Sofya in the face. She was worried at what she’d see. Rejection was not something she wanted to feel ever again.
“I love you too.”
The words she longed to hear came as a whisper. Misty looked up and saw tears shining in the eyes of the woman she loved.
“Really?” Misty couldn’t believe it. No-one had ever said that back to her.

MOON DANCE BUY LINKS:

Evernight Publishing
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MOON BOUND BUY LINKS:
Evernight Publishing
Amazon US
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Smashwords
Author Bio:

About Mik:

Michaela Rhua always dreamed of writing but this never happened until she met the lovely group of ladies known as UCW. Their passion for writing and encouragement inspired her to see if she could do it too. Now she is multi published and loves writing!

She has teenage children who also keep her busy. However, it is whilst travelling into work that she has time to create her characters and imagine other places in which they exist as her world skims by the window. Conversations overheard often lead to the birth of new ideas that she scribbles down in her trusty notebook.

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