Monday, August 31, 2020



TROLLING NIGHTS BY SAVANNAH J. FRIERSON

 

It only takes a second to fall in love forever.

Navy SEAL Timothy Capshaw is only in Charleston, SC, for the summer. He's not looking for a romance or even a hookup, but when he sees Bevin on his first night out on the town, he knows she's the one for him. 

Coffeehouse owner Bevin Moore is the friend who makes sure everyone makes safe decisions when they go out for their Trolling Nights, the nights where her friends look for a weekend fling. But when she meets Tim, she knows he's the most dangerous choice of all, especially for her heart.

How will Tim convince Bevin he's the man she hasn't known she's been looking for and that the need for her Trolling Nights is over?

 

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On the drive back, George Strait serenaded her into a catnap. When the car’s rumbling cease, she opened her eyes to see they were in a parking garage. She sensed Tim’s eyes on her in the dimness, and soon, a callused, gentle finger glided down her cheek. She bit her bottom lip and closed her eyes, hiding her reaction by unbuckling her seatbelt.

She heard a door open and close, and by the time she was ready to get out, Tim was there, holding her door open and helping her out. Again, Bevin averted her eyes from his. They were too hypnotic. If she stared any longer, she’d probably do something foolish.

Like kiss him.

“Ever been to the Kickin’ Chicken?” he asked, pulling her close to him so he could shut the door.

“Yeah. Good stuff.”

“A bunch of us went last weekend after we took a tour of downtown. First supper I had in Charleston. Loved it. Mind if we go there tonight?”

“Not at all,” Bevin said, and she started walking. Seconds later, Tim was next to her, taking her hand and settling it in the bend of his elbow.

“Trying to leave me back there?” he asked teasingly.

Bevin shook her head, trying to make her stride longer to match his. “Hungry, that’s all.”

“Hmm.”

Streetlamps dappled the sidewalks with soft amber and white glows, and pedestrians in various states of revelry traveled to and fro. Tim kept her close to him, eventually dropping their linked arms to take her hand in his while he weaved them through thick, oncoming traffic. His palm was warm and callused just like his fingers, but Bevin felt completely safe with him.

It disconcerted Bevin immensely. She’d never had her hand held before. She’d never had a guy be protective of her before. Bevin wanted to pull her hand out of Tim’s, so scared she’d become addicted to it…scared she already was. She kept her head bowed, looking at her feet walking over the stone sidewalks, unwilling to risk complete strangers seeing the dilemma in her eyes. Unwilling to risk Tim seeing it.

They entered the restaurant and noticed there was a wait even at this later hour. Tim put them on the list while Bevin went back outside in the mild, Charleston-night air. People were milling about and having a good time, yet Bevin felt out of place. Rarely did she go out alone, even though technically she wasn’t. She was with Tim; Tim, who had come out and stood in front of her as she avoided his gaze again.

“Sugar?”

She shivered, and not from the breeze that had swept down King Street. Bevin wrapped her arms around herself and looked at her feet again.

Tim’s large hands reached out and began rubbing her arms, his thumbs sometimes smoothing over the ball of her shoulders before his hands moved down to his elbows and back up again.

“I don’t like makin’ you nervous, Bevin,” he said quietly.

“I’m not nervous.”

“Then look at me.”

She waited a second before complying. There was nothing but kindness and sincerity in his gaze, and Bevin shut her eyes to them. It was unusual for those two things to be directed at her, especially coming from a man, especially regarding her.

“What are we doing here?” she whispered.

“Dinner?”

“Tim,” Bevin implored. “Are you playing games with me?”

“Look at me,” Tim said again, his voice as hard as the sidewalk underneath her feet. Bevin did, and she tried to step back from the anger and frustration that had replaced his earlier emotions.

“Unless there’s a chessboard or a deck of cards or a Twister mat or a ball between us, I promise there aren’t any games being played,” he said seriously.

Bevin sucked in a slow, deep breath. She couldn’t deny the truth even if she wanted to, and that scared her further. “What about charades?”

Tim frowned at her, then tapped her nose. “Now who’s playing?”

“Tim!” she said on a shocked laugh.

He grinned and drew her into a hug. “Damn, you feel good, baby.” He bent his head low and drifted his nose against hers. “Bevin…”

She put her hand on his jaw, wanted to soothe the tortured tenor from his voice. Tim turned his face to press a kiss to her palm, and he drew back so their eyes would meet.

“If I play games with you, I’ll let you know beforehand; and I’ll guarantee you’ll want to play too.”

Bevin slipped her bottom lip between her teeth, and she saw his eyes arrest on her mouth. He slid fingers through her hair, tucking strands behind her ear.

“We should probably go back inside so we don’t miss our table,” he murmured.

“Okay.”

He tugged her ear and grinned at her, and she rolled her eyes and twisted her mouth to stop her responding smile. He grabbed her hand, linking fingers this time, and took her back into the restaurant. They stood off to the side away from the door and waited about five more minutes before the hostess took them to their table.

“Do you know what you want?” Tim asked as they waited for their server to arrive.

“I’m not that hungry.”

“Well, that’s fascinating. Hungry one moment and not the next.”

She narrowed her eyes at him. “You ain’t had to call me out like that.”

Laughing, Tim tipped his chin to the menu. “Well, hungry or not, you can always order something and eat it later.”

“True.”

The server appeared, introducing herself and giving them menus. Bevin didn’t appreciate the way the cute blonde woman’s eyes widened with delight at the sight of Tim.

“Back again, I see!” she said, just shy of squealing. “Where are the others?” The server gave a cursory glance at Bevin and frowned. “This a friend?”

“Hello, Darcy, how are you tonight?” Tim asked, giving her a friendly smile.

“Oh, you know how it is,” Darcy said, waving her hand absently and looking at Bevin again. “Aren’t you cute! Are you Ulrich’s little sister?”

Bevin’s jaw dropped slightly, and Tim hid his face behind the menu, even though that wasn’t enough to muffle his snort. Nevertheless, she recovered quickly. “No. Just a friend.”

“Oh,” Darcy murmured, looking at Tim in confusion, but then shrugging. “Y’all like somethin’ to drink?”

“Sweet tea,” Bevin said, her smile as fake as the nails on Darcy’s fingers.

“I’ll have the same,” Tim replied.

“All righty, be back in a jiff!” Darcy said, and practically flounced away from their table.

Bevin cocked an eyebrow and folded her arms at her breasts. “Ulrich’s little sister!

Tim burst out laughing, unaware or uncaring several diners looked their way. The audacity of that blonde heffa! “Is it that hard to believe you’d have a meal with someone who looks like me?”

Tim was too busy turning red and crying with mirth to answer.

What appetite Bevin had was truly now gone, so when Darcy returned with their drinks and took their orders, flirting with Tim as if she wasn’t sitting right there, Bevin half-heartedly ordered a three-piece chicken strips basket. She knew good and well that thirty minutes later, she’d wrap up the entire meal to go.

“Hey,” Tim said, pointing reaching out a hand toward her sweet tea. “Give me your hand.”

Bevin had been running her fingers up and down the cool glass. “What’s wrong?”

He gave her an exasperated look. “Humor me.”

Nothing had been funny since the moment Darcy had come to their table, but Bevin decided to oblige Tim anyway. He grasped her fingers and brought their knuckles to his lips, then he squeezed her fingers and linked his through hers, setting their joined hands down on the table.

“Tell me a little about yourself,” he said lowly, using his drawl as a deadly weapon against her defenses.

Bevin couldn’t, too distracted by her fingers intertwined with his and his free hand drifting over their interlocked digits. “Ah…”

“Tell me something those in the Femme Crew don’t know about you,” he said, staring at her fingers as if they were the most fascinating things he’d ever laid eyes on.

Bevin had to use her left hand to pick up her sweet tea and she took a long drink. The corner of Tim’s mouth curled into a knowing smile, and Bevin shook her head to deny the delicious effect it had on her.

 

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Savannah J. Frierson is a USA TODAY best-selling and award-winning author who crafts full, happily-ever-afters for readers who believe transcendent romances are worth the wait. She taps into characters’ softness to show vulnerability as a strength to be embraced and celebrated. Savannah’s characters find empowerment through love, and she hopes her dear readers do too.

 
 

Friday, August 28, 2020

Through Healed Lenses Virtual Book Tour




Write Now Literary is pleased to be organizing a two-week book tour for Through Healed Lenses by Adrienne’Quinn. The book tour will run August 24-Sept 4, 2020.

            

Genre: Non-Fiction    

 

ISBN-13: 979-8648414099

ASIN: B08DC1P8MY

      

                                                                                          Meet Adrienne

 

Adrienne Kelly, pen name, Adrienne'Quinn, is a practicing Acute Care Nurse Practitioner in Atlanta, GA. Adrienne's childhood included being raised by a single mother and growing up in a small town with a large, close-knit maternal family who heavily influences her upbringing and writings. She is a mom two a boy, Joziah and girl, Azariah. She is the CEO and founder of Gifting Love LLC, an organization that focuses on holistic mentoring through the use of spiritual and emotional education, as well as therapy services for adolescent girls. Adrienne started her therapy journey years ago and has become an avid supporter of counseling services.


 

                                                                                    About The Book

 

How often do you find yourself wondering why the same outcomes in relationships, be it familiar or personal, continue to happen to you? When is the last time you caught yourself feeling as if there was something missing? Or something more to life than your current predicaments? When was the last time you had a negative thought about yourself, that you could not comfortably say aloud because society would judge it by their skewed standards? Or how about a time when you felt defeated but had to keep moving forward for the sake of image or responsibility? In Adrienne ‘Quinn’s new book, every page answers, provides depth, and context to the above questions.

                                                

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Life is a slideshow full of relationships. The journey we experience with our parent, children, brother, sister, friend, teachers, strangers, significant other, and spouse are all relationships in which we learn to exist and navigate life. The people gifted to us by blood were, in some realm, ordained by God to guide and influence our life experiences. These life experiences do not always present as the most favorable or positive; however, they are a part of our story.

 

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Friday, August 21, 2020

New release spotlight and review: Dream Again by Ann Marie Bryan



 DREAM AGAIN

By Ann Marie Bryan


One random day. One burst of laughter. One perfect moment. That’s all it takes for Gianna Barrett to capture Carter McIntosh’s attention—and his heart. His whole life has been a series of miracles, so this falls right in line. If only it were that simple. The object of his desire refuses to give him the time of day. Not deterred, Carter is sure he’s ready to put his heart on the line for love. Big mistake. He isn’t quite prepared and finds himself wrestling a soul-deep hurt into submission.

“There has been an accident....”


That devastating revelation shattered Gianna’s life, and in that one chaotic moment, everything she had was taken away. She has spent years carefully crafting her new normal, so there is no way Carter can just insert himself into her life. The fight is on but not for long. Their attraction is instant, and before she knows it, all her cynicism goes out the door.


When Gianna learns more about Carter’s life, she gets a better understanding of her beginning. As she starts her journey to healing, she uncovers Carter’s startling secret. In the days that follow, she struggles with feelings of regret, fueling her natural tendency to retreat. But the flames of desire burn hot and it’s not easy to break their unexpected connection. As the past reaches for them, they soon realize that to move forward, they must look back. Will they allow God to be the anchor they so desperately need—before it’s too late? For all they ever wanted was to be loved.


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BIO




Ann Marie Bryan is a dedicated multi-talented leader with a passion for excellence. She is the CEO and Founder of Victorious By Design, an organization committed to providing top quality professional writing services, comprehensive personal and professional development programs and exceptional performing arts services to meet the unique needs of individuals and organizations.


A Christian Fiction author, Ann Marie writes to educate, inspire and empower others. She desires to tell great stories with fascinating characters to show the awesome power of God in the lives of people and places. Her celebrated bestselling Encounters of the Heart series, blend faith and romance that test the resilience of love.


Ann Marie's greatest passion is to empower others to succeed by tapping into their God-given potential. She enjoys writing, reading, dancing, teaching, meeting people and traveling. With all the knowledge and experiences that God has so graciously blessed her with, Ann Marie is determined to make her life a ministry for the Lord.


My review

Carter and Gianna are stranger with an unknown common interest. They meet by chance (or so it seems at the beginning) and there is an immediate attraction. As things progress, secrets are uncovered and they have to decide if they feel they are still right for each other. Stories like this give me hope. It shows real people dealing with real issues, but a perfect God is able to see them through everything they're going through. Engaging characters, Well thought out and written plot, and a story with likeable and unlikeable characters that will have you on an emotional roller coaster. Very well done story.    I received a copy of this book via the author and am voluntarily leaving an honest review.  


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Thursday, August 20, 2020

Book Tour and Review: A beginner's guide to wealth building



 

Write Now Literary is pleased to be organizing a two-week book tour for A Beginners Guide to Wealth Building by R. LaMont. W. The book tour will run August 10-21, 2020.

            

Genre: Non-Fiction

 

Book Title: A Beginners Guide to Wealth Building

            

Genre: Financial Literacy



                                                        Meet R. LaMont W. 


Retired: Partner at the Institute for Fiduciary Education (www.ifecorp.com). Event planner: International investment education seminars for large institutional pension and endowment funds. 

 

Retired: State of California for 28 years (16 years at the California State Teachers’ Retirement System, Investment Officer II). 

 

13 years — Trustee for the Sacramento County Employees Retirement System (SCERS) Retirement Board...6 years — President, African and African American Alumni Association (5A)...3 years — Trustee, Cal Aggie Alumni Association, University of California, Davis...3 years — Trustee for the Cosumnes River College Foundation...3 years — Mortgage Broker, Summit Funding, Currently — Board Member and Financial Education Consultant, Greater Sacramento Financial Literacy Group.

 

Adjunct Professor, “Essentials of Personal Finance” — University of Phoenix, Sacramento Valley Campus, Teacher of the Year).

 

Passion: To share his knowledge of financially literacy through the Art of Storytelling. 


About The Book 

 


“A Beginners Guide to Wealth Building ” is a book on the Fundamentals of Money Management. 

It is written in simple English to demystify the cryptic world of investments including, the importance of income tax deductions, the importance of budgeting, how to construct a stock, bond and mutual fund investment portfolio. You will learn to do a Spending Personality Assessment Review, a technique used successfully for more than 20 years to teach you how to better manage your money. 

This book is transformational. It will empower you to be your own champion and master of your financial universe. You will find this book informative, at times funny and very rewarding. 

 

 

Excerpt

 

Investing Today for a Secure Tomorrow

Defined Contribution Plans (DC Plan(s)) - IT’S A GOOD MOVE!

 

Here are a few of the worst financial mistakes being made today:

25% of people have no savings (1 out of 4 save $0 for retirement).

More people are spending time thinking about vacations than about their retirement.

According to USA TODAY article, having $1 million in retirement savings might not be enough.

 

 

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Although this book holds a wealth of knowledge, it was too technical for me.  Other than a very few simple concepts (ie knowing I need to save for retirement) I'm not sure I'm the right audience for this particular book.  For someone with a little more knowledge in investing, this book might be a little more suitable for them.  

Wednesday, August 19, 2020

Book Tour and Review: This Time Always by Suzette Harrison



THIS TIME ALWAYS BY SUZETTE D. HARRISON

She's 53. He's 46. Your point is?

Vivacious Niyana Nichols isn’t looking for love. Between the demands of work as a Wellness Clinic Administrator, recent widowhood, and being there for her two beautiful daughters, love has taken a back seat for the fifty-three-year-old. To make matters worse, she’s also suffering from Alopecia. Yet, when Niyana meets her daughter’s handsome professor, she is faced with emotions she thought she’d buried with her husband.

Divorced single father and African-American Studies professor, Omari Josef, is devoted to his career. When the forty-six-year-old grandfather meets the gorgeous and spirited Niyana, he’s forced to rethink his own happiness. Their age difference doesn’t matter to him. What does is making sure she realizes that she's a woman worth cherishing. Will the sudden reappearance of Omari’s ex-wife wreak havoc in his life? Or will their undeniable attraction grow into something solid and abiding?

 

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Award-winning author Suzette D. Harrison grew up in a home where reading was required, not requested. Turning her love of reading into a rising literary career, Suzette first experienced publication when her poetry was included in a creative journal in junior high school. While she loves happy endings, Harrison’s work is dedicated to characters who are flawed yet resilient and open to redemption. She loves crafting storylines with intricate layers and depth, often leaving readers with unexpected plot twists. Her writing has been described as “lyrical” and “riveting.” Paying homage to Alex Haley, Gloria Naylor, Alice Walker, Langston Hughes, and Toni Morrison as literary legends who inspired her creativity, Suzette emphatically states that it was Dr. Maya Angelou’s I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings that unleashed her writing. Literally. This bestselling author holds a culinary degree in Pastry & Baking and is busy cooking up her next novel...in between batches of cookies.

 

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After being widowed and finally seeing her youngest daughter graduate college at the age of 53, Niyana feels that her job is the only thriving thing in her life, until she meets college professor , 46 year old Omari Josef.  Also battling a health condition she has kept secret for years, the course set's Niyana on a whirlwind of emotions and decisions that have to be made.  After a bitter marriage and divorce, Omari  starts to settle on his career and  making memories with his grand daughter, of course until he met Niyana.  The two of them will need to decide if they want to work on growing together or if they should put this whole thing out to pasture.  

I haven't read a book by Ms. Harrison that I didn't' enjoy, and this one is not an exception.  There were several type of emotional moments, from swoon worthy, to laughter, to someone needing a swift kick in he rear.  The author also delicately handles several health conditions that many women face with grace, dignity and information.  And the maturity of the characters when it came to romance was written just beautifully.  I am excitedly awaiting the next book in the series.  

Tuesday, August 18, 2020

Dahlia Rose Book Tour



ROUX THE DAE & SOCA SOUL FOOD COOKBOOK BY DAHLIA ROSE

Add a dash of cinnamon for that perfect love... That can't be right. 

Summer cookoff time! Dae Shaw was going to enter this year and she would be bringing the fire with her Granny Fran's super-secret cookbook recipes. Grannie Fran didn’t mention that the cookbook passed down through the family was charmed. At the cook off, everyone wanted a taste, and the consequences, started with flowers, then cards and unwanted advances rolling in. The drop-dead sexy Councilman, Shawn Kingsley was one of the judges at the cookout and he's one of her suitors. Dae isn’t to upset about that at all. 

But when her nemesis Jane Moore whose food reflected her personality… nasty accuses her of cheating for one and stealing the man of her dream in the councilman. Dae was over it all and was ready to give everyone that damn antidote. But what if all of Shawn’s sweet kisses and caresses were all because of a spell and not because of her? Dae needed to see the truth even if it meant the heart between them would fizzle. She only hoped the cookbook had a recipe for curing a broken heart.

 

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          “Nothing at all,” Grannie Fran’s voice raised an octave. “Tell me darling, how much of my cinnamon did you use?”

         “Why?” Dae questioned 

         Grannie Fran set a teabag in her cup and got out the pure cane sugar jug. “Just curious.”

         “I used the recommended amount…” 

         “Oh good,” Grannie Fran sighed. 

         “It tasted wonderfully, and I added three more dashes,” Dae finished. 

         Grannie Fran squeaked and dropped her spoon. “What!”

         “Yeah I loved how the cinnamon evened out the curry and the spices with bite,” Dae explained. “It worked everyone loved it.”

         “I’m sure they did,” Grannie Fran said weakly. “Oh boy, oh boy, I need to sit down.”

         “Do I need to call Dr. Ridgemont?” Dae rushed around the counter and got Grannie to the breakfast nook seat that looked out to the back garden and ocean. She went back and finished her grandmother’s tea before bringing it to the table. 

         “No, no dear,” Grannie Fran took the tea. “Sir down dear we need to talk.” 

         “About?” Dae asked warily. “The conversation had taken a turn, to where she was unsure.

         “Oh Dae, always follow the recipe,” Grannie Fran bemoaned. ‘I should have had this talk with you sooner, like my mother did with me. But your parents passed, and I was so focused on being both mother and father to you.”

         Dae’s heart beat faster. “Okay you are scaring me.”

         “Dae, that cookbook is charmed, and that cinnamon is one of my secret love spells,” Grannie Fran said. “I’m a caster, a green witch so to speak, I used herbs and plants, well earth elements for healing and other things.”

         Dae stared at her grandmother and then started laughing. It bubbled out of her until she was weeping and wiping the tears of mirth away. Grannie Fran watched her calmly and sipped her tea while Dae tried to stifle her giggles. 

         “Grannie Fran, you are so strange sometimes,” Dae sighed. 

         “Dae have you ever read the back of the cookbook?” Gran asked calmly. 

         “I’ve never really gone through the whole thing, just a few recipes,” She answered. 

         “Well you really should today, this cookbook came from my great great grandmother,” Grannie Fran explained. ‘That’s why it’s so old, passed down from mother to daughter and now to you. In those days when the slave shacks and plantation houses was our home, there was very little food and the women had to make sure the families was fed. The back of that book is the oldest recipes, and us Renette women had the gifts.” 

         Grannie Fran took a sip and set her cup gently on the table before meeting Dae’s eyes. “Within us was the power to make that dry soil they gave us to toil for our own families fertile. We made the foods taste so damn good we didn’t have to face the whips. Those of us who could use that magic to be in the owner’s ears and make life easier for all of us who weren’t free men and women. Not everyone could run, so we had to make sure we survived. The old magic was the best way.”

         “You are trying to make me believe that your recipes are magical?” Dae asked skeptically. How could she believe this? But Grannie Fran looked dead serious.

         “Not the recipes themselves but some of the ingredients,” her grandmother explained. “Like the cinnamon, that’s my own creation for love.”

         “And you think that’s why all these guys are chasing me down now,” Dae assumed. Because of Frangelica’s cinnamon.”

         Gran sighed and touched her fingers to the soil of the succulent that sat in the middle of the breakfast nook table. As she whispered words that Dae could barely hear, she watched in amazement as the succulent began to bloom. 

         “Holy shit,” Dae looked from Gran to the plant. “You have magic fingers.”

         “While some of my lovers may agree with you,” she laughed. “I am just a conduit, the words, the intent is the power and its within you too.”

         “Oh my god, if they are all coming after my honey pot because of that recipe how the hell do I fix it?” Dae got up and started pacing. “And Sean asked me out after eating the braised beef. Grannie Fran that means he really doesn’t want to date me is your damn juju.” 

         “Oh, I doubt that very much,” she said mildly still sipping her tea. “Sean Kingsley has always had a thing for you since high school. Heard how he used to sniff around you.”

         “Gran, I have been back here for four years and he has not made a move in my direction until that cook off,” Dae pointed out. “How can I trust anything about this at all except to think it’s the recipe. And how do we get these guys to go back to normal?” 

         “Usually I would say it would wear off, but you double dosed the recipe, my love,” Grannie Fran said. 

         “Ummm,” Dae raised a tentative hand. “I kinda did it three times and just dashed it in there.” 

         “Dae that is not how you cook!” His grandmother exclaimed. 

         Dae pointed at her and shook a long finger. “You taught me to cook with heart and you said, trust your instinct when it comes to spices. Let the ancestors whisper to you, is what I was told.”

         “I’m sure that the Renette women that have gone by did not say overdose the men in town with charmed cinnamon,” her grandmother stood up. “I’m going to have to create an antidote.” 

         “How long will that take?” Dae asked. 

         “About two weeks I can’t harvest the herbs I need until a waning moon so it can take away the effects,” she replied.

“A waning moon?” Dae questioned. 

“After the full moon, and its going to the end of its cycle,” Grannie Fran stood and put the cup in the sink. “I’ll go up right now and sort out a recipe for the antidote.” 

“How am I supposed to avoid these people for fourteen days?” Dae demanded to know.

Grannie Fran smiled. ‘With finesse my darling.”

 

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Dahlia Rose is the USA Today best-selling multi genre author from Urban fantasy to Romance. She was born and raised on the Caribbean island of Barbados and now currently lives in Charlotte, North Carolina. Her life revolves around her kids, who she affectionately nicknamed “The Children of the Corn and her husband who is also a honorable retired Army veteran. She has a love of dark fantasy, sci-fi, and the things that go bump in the night. With over seven dozen books published her books feature strong heroines with a Caribbean or African American culture, that is showcased in the vibrancy of her words. Books and writing are her biggest passions, and she hopes to open your imagination to the unknown between the pages of her books. 

 

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