Thursday, August 21, 2014

Question of the Day

Question of the Day:
 Name 3 ways an author can get you to buy their debut novel.

Tuesday, August 19, 2014

Question of the day

Question of the day:
Are you #TeamEbook or #TeamPaperback?

Sunday, August 17, 2014

Saturday, August 16, 2014

Virtuous Deception by Leiann B. Wrytes


Living in Fear by Keyanna Ford

Tia Green came from Kalamazoo, a small town in Michigan. From the time she was a child, Tia had known exactly what she wanted out of life and had already dreamed about how to get it a thousand times over. Tia had always planned on attending the University of Michigan with her childhood friend where they both wanted to become nurses. She worked hard in high school and made sure she got good grades. Eventually, That hard work paid off, She was admitted early to U of M with a full scholarship. After going on the college tour, life changed for her in ways she would have never believed… Ace was the guy that everybody dreamed they had. He was smart, sexy, and athletic, not to mention, the star of University of Michigan s football team. See, Ace turned heads wherever he went, and people were always striving for his attention, but Ace could care less. He was a player who didn t believe in giving his heart away to any female due to his childhood, but that all changed when he met Tia. She was everything he had ever wanted, and most importantly, she reminded him of his late mother whom he lost at a young age. Ace thought Tia was perfect for him. He thought he would finally get the family he had always wanted. He never imagined she’d betray him, especially not with the only other person he loved… Tia and Ace started with a fairytale romance, truly in love. As true colors bleed out from the cracks of their exteriors, the couple discovered that their fairytale romance was turning into a painful nightmare and the dream filled partnership was on its way to ruins.
            “Bitch, do you think I’m stupid? I fucking heard you say, ‘That was fast’ when I was knocking on the door just a minute ago, so who the fuck were you talking about? And why are you in a room anyways?” he questioned, chocking me harder. I started clawing at his hand, trying to pry it off my neck, but his grip was too tight, and it was getting harder for me to breathe. He wasn’t letting go until I told him who was in the room, but I’ll be damned if I admit to anything.
“Please…let me go,” I whimpered, still trying to pry his hand off.
“Please, what?” he screamed. I can’t hear you, Tia!” He looked me in my eyes choking me harder with every word. “If I find out you’re here with somebody, I’m going to kill you and him. Do you hear me?”
I started kicking my legs and trying to push him off me, but Ace wouldn’t move. Then everything went dark, and the next thing I knew, I was waking up to him standing over me, slapping my in the face and yelling my name.
“What happened?” I asked, looking around the room, out of it. His hands slid to his sides as he towered over me.
“You passed out,” Ace said, peering down at me. He stopped slapping me and stood over me.
“That’s because you wouldn’t stop choking me,” I snapped, rubbing my sore neck.
Just as I finished my sentence there was a knock at the door. I already knew who it was, but I was praying Ace didn’t hear it and he would just go away.
“What was that?” Ace said looking around then turning towards the door.
“Nothing,” trying to act like I didn’t just hear anything, but then it happened again, and it was no was no mistaking the knock this time.
“Somebody’s at the door,” Ace said, his voice menacing, “Let’s go see who it is.” He walked to the door.
I already knew I was in deep shit. I know when this door opens, its over for me, I thought as I sat on the bed, rubbing my stomach. I haven’t even told him I’m pregnant yet, but at this point, it’s really too late. He’s not going to believe it’s his, and when this door opens, I’m dead. As I looked at the door and saw that Ace was already turning the knob, my heart sunk in my stomach and I started shaking. Wanting to run and hide, but I knew there was no use. Whatever was coming my way, I had to prepare for it. The door opened, and the two men in my life stood face- to- face. I could see the pure fear and shock wash over my lovers face.
Ace stood there for a minute in silence, and then calmly closed the door, leaving him in the hallway. He turned towards me with nothing but hate in his eyes. He started walking my way. I just sat there hanging my head and wondering how I got into this situation. I was supposed to be at college, living the young, fun, and party life, but instead I was here, fighting for mines. Tears formed in my eyes as I thought about that tour that changed my life forever.

Keyanna was born and raised in Kalamazoo, MI, she has always been into school but never knew exactly what she wanted to do. She graduated from Loy Norrix High School in 2005 with high honor and went to college where she studied Criminal Justice at Kalamazoo Valley Community College first then went on to get her bachelors at Western Michigan University where she doubled major and graduated with two majors in Criminal Justice and Social Psychology. After going through a bad situation Keyanna decided to write about it where she discovered her love for writing and that’s how her debut novel “Living in Fear’ came to life.

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Monday, August 11, 2014

The Forbidden Secrets of the Goody Box by Valerie J. Lewis

Successful. Beautiful. Intelligent. Yet a satisfying relationship eludes Debra Hampton. At thirty-five years old, she can’t figure out why her philosophy on men—and what they want from women—isn’t working. She’s trapped in a cycle of shattered relationships, until a friend refers her to a relationship guru. After some resistance, Debra finds refuge in his counsel as he helps her navigate through the storms of rejection and failed love. Once he reveals the error of her ways, will Debra master the forbidden secrets to attract her soul mate or continue to keep love at bay?

Valerie J. Lewis Coleman has helped women find relational fulfillment by identifying the four types of male hunters, avoiding seventy percent of men who only want the goody box and winning the heart of Mr. Right-For-You. She explains how she overcame struggles and offers proven techniques to help you get off the crazy cycle of relational demise in her bestselling novel The Forbidden Secrets of the Goody Box!

Mis Conceptions by Blu Daniels

After finally ending her year-long fling with a man she only refers to as Bad Habit, the narcissistic, temperamental Alexandria Stone moves back home to New York to start her dream job. That is, until she discovers she’s pregnant, with quadruplets. When a business merger leaves her jobless and penniless, she has no other choice but to move to Atlanta with Bad Habit, a seductive, callous man she despises due to their rocky past. Desperate to have a picture-perfect life, Alex becomes convinced she must make Bad Habit fall in love with her, no matter the cost. MISCONCEPTIONS is a hilarious and sexy nine-month chronicle of Alexandria’s doomed quest for a perfect life.
“If you keep eating like that you won’t have enough food to last the weekend,” Bad Habit said while coming down the stairs, carrying an overnight bag. I looked up from my plate of barbeque chicken wings, sucking the remnants off my fingers.
“And it’s only nine a.m.” he added while trashing the empty cartons of orange juice I left on the counter.
“I’m eating for five. Piss off,” I snapped, my mouth full of smothered meat. It had been weeks since I had a real appetite and now all I was craving was chicken. Mountains of chicken. Legs, thighs, wings, breast stacked to the ceiling.
He shook his head in disgust. “Weren’t you in the kitchen earlier this morning?”
He must be referring to the six packs of his favorite instant oatmeal I ate at four-thirty.
I nodded my head in between bites.
“You were asleep. I guess another looooong night. Humph!”
Bad Habit left for work every day like clockwork and he went out almost every night. A mixture of various undefined meetings, happy hours, and random fuckery kept him out late while I stayed home alone for thirteen hours a day. He ignored my side eye and zipped up his bag.
“I’m heading to Vegas for a conference this weekend. I’ll be back Sunday.”
“Sure, whatever,” I said with zero care while scavenging through the fridge with my sticky fingers.
I could’ve sworn we had some potato salad in here.
“You know,” he began. “Maybe you shouldn’t be eating so much.”
I froze and spun around, catching him checking out my ass.
“Why not?”
“Well, maybe you should…exercise a bit.”
My mouth dropped and the relief of the cold breeze from the freezer vanished.
No. He. Didn’t.
“Are you calling me fat?”
He shrugged while walking toward the pantry.
“No, but you have been eating a lot more lately. And aren’t you supposed to be taking some vitamins or something?”
“They’re horse pills. You take them. And quit changing the subject. You think I’m fat!”
“No, but…well…it may just help with your…anxiety.”
He took out the last pack of instant oatmeal and waved the empty box at me. Furious, I held my hands on my hips.
“Oh well gee thanks for the marvelous advice! Let me just unzip out of this fucking fat suit and go for a brisk run. Hmmm…can’t seem to find the zipper. You think you could help me out?”
Rolling his eyes, he grabbed his bag and headed for the door. I followed.
“Alexandria, it’s perfectly acceptable to engage in physical activity while you’re pregnant. Plenty of women do. I’ve seen them at the gym.”
“Yeah, well THOSE women aren’t the size of a damn planet at four months!”
You never ever call a woman fat, especially when she’s pregnant! Even callous bastards like him should know that much.
He stopped at the hall console to comb through an unopened pile of mail. I stood behind him.
“What, no response?”
Say something. Anything. Please give me an excuse to rip out your tongue with rusty pliers.
“Given your current condition, I’ve chosen to disregard your shenanigans as mere hormonal outbursts,” he said using his normal cold formalness.
He finds his car keys and turns around with a smirk.
Ugh. His audacity disgusts me.
“I may be pregnant, hormonal, and maybe even fat, but this is temporary. You however are a permanent dick! How about you try not to say or do anything stupid from now on?”
He grinned, amused by my outburst, and opened the door.
He thinks this is funny. So I’m a joke now?
“Alexandria, do you need another spanking?”
I gasped, mortified by what we did the night before and took a step back. He laughed.
“That’s what I thought. I wouldn’t mind, but I have a flight to catch. Be back on Sunday. Hopefully the food will hold out until I return.”
And with a smirk, he shut the door behind him.

Blu Daniels is a TV professional by day, novelist by night, awkward black girl 24/7. A Howard University graduate and Brooklyn native, she is a lover of naps, cookie dough, beaches and randomly nerdy stuff. She currently resides in BK with her adorable chihuahua, Oscar, working on her next two novels.
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Why Ruin Another Life by Anthony Weathers

This story was told to Anthony Weathers years ago. Upon hearing it, he felt compelled to write a story based on these tragic, true events. Why Ruin Another Life is set in the 1970s in black Mississippi. It is a generational journey about how lives can be altered by an event or person. Hattie is a Black woman in her thirties who sets off a chain of events that unravel, creating a domino effect. It affects the lives of her daughter, granddaughter, and everyone around them. This one event caused a thunderstorm for generations to come, and the lessons learned were very costly.

Anthony Weathers has written numerous articles that have appeared in many publications. He has worked in the entertainment field as an actor, singer, and dancer. Because of his eclectic past in the industry, he has many interesting stories to tell, most times being a part of those stories. He weaves these stories based on true events using a poetic license which results in a new, fresh, bold, and invigorating voice in the literary world because he not only writes it, he lives it.