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Goddess of the Wild Thing

“Wild Thing, you make my heart sing…”

I wince at the ear-splitting shrill coming from inside of the shed. It’s the Back of the shed gang crucifying The Troggs hit.  I brave the melee of out of tune music and enter. Four grown men are dancing around this week’s promo poster playing air guitar and doing the cheesiest metal head impression.

I take the newest best seller, Goddess of the Wild Thing by award-winning author Paul DeBlassie III, off its prominent place on the Beer Bottle Shelf and leave the apes to their fun.

 

The Back of the Shed Gang’s Review of Goddess of the Wild Thing:

Long after the nitwits of the Gang threw down their copies of Paul DeBlassie III award-winning novel because their saltwater soaked brains could not comprehend the complexity, I continued the journey, unable stop. Mr. DeBlassie is a unique author, brilliant and gifted. Love is both elusive and magical. It warms the coldest of hearts, soothes the pain of loneliness, and can calm the stormiest of seas. It is hard to come by and that’s why when it comes along, most people will hold on to it with everything in them, even if it means going to places no one else would dare to thread. Goddess of the Wild Thing will take you, the reader, on a mystical journey with Eve, a brilliant scholar, as she searches for the elusive human desire. Come prepared, because there will be twists and turns into the unknown and obstacles to face to obtain the  ultimate prize.

Are you ready for the Wild Thing?

Stars: 5 

 

 

 

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Let nature and the elements be your guide as we introduce you to Goddess Of The Wild Thing!

Paul De Blassie III

 

 

 

Paul De Blassie IIIGoddess of the Wild Thing is a dramatic tale of one woman’s spiritual journey where magical happenings, unexpected turns of fate, and unseen forces influence her ability to love and be loved. Eve Sanchez, a middle-aged woman and scholar of esoteric studies, encounters a seductive but frightening man who introduces her to a supernatural world in which the wicked powers of a surrogate mother’s twisted affection threaten love and life. In the mystic realms of Aztlan del Sur, Eve and three friends struggle with whether bad love is better than no love and discover that love is a wild thing.

Paul De Blassie III

 

 

 

 

Paul De Blassie IIIPaul DeBlassie III, Ph.D. is a depth
psychologist and award-winning writer
living in his native New Mexico.
He specializes in treating individuals in emotional and spiritual crisis. His novels, visionary thrillers, delve deep into archetypal realities as they play out dramatically in the lives of everyday people. Memberships include the
Author’s Guild, the Depth Psychology Alliance, the International Association
for Relational Psychoanalysis and Psychotherapy, and the International
Association for Jungian Studies.





His other award winning book:

Paul De Blassie IIIA young curandera, a medicine woman, intent on uncovering the secrets of her past is forced into a life-and-death battle against an evil Archbishop. Set in the mystic land of Aztlan, “The Unholy” is a novel of destiny as healer and slayer. Native lore of dreams and visions, shape changing, and natural magic work to spin a neo-gothic web in which sadness and mystery lure the unsuspecting into a twilight realm of discovery and decision.


 

 


Books On Fire Tours: This was a difficult read. Not because it was a bad story. On the contrary. It was mind blowing! It was difficult because it messed with one’s mind in the most clever and effective way, which only a Pscychologist can do. So what is it about?
Eve and her friends use yoga and other spiritual means to help them navigate life when it gets tricky, and the often elusive thing called love. Debating whether or not bad love is better than no love at all, they go through life’s ups and downs together. Yet when Eve meets a man called Sam, who has potential, evil lurks and causes havoc in her life. An epic battle between good versus evil ensues between her and Sweet Mary, and in the process she finds her true self. BUT, there is so much more and as a reader you can only wonder what is real and not real.
Many people will complain about the lack of dialogue on this novel, but it is rich in back stories and information vital to the development of the plot. This book is not only filled with mystical and magical, but paranormal, metaphysical and occult elements. Essentially a great read for horror/ thriller fans, those who like a little romance will also enjoy this read. Because it catered to all my needs as a reader, I give this book 5 stars.

“Paul DeBlassie III has an extraordinary ability to pull the reader into his mythical world, and the special effect depictions drawn within my mind while reading *Goddess of the Wild Thing *could easily match up with some of the most gruesome of horror stories on film. He transports you through an amazing spiritual journey exploring the power of fate and love. Packed with action, suspense and even romance, Dr. DeBlassie has written a truly brilliant and riveting supernatural story!” ~ Tamara Ferguson, international, multi-award-winning author”

“Paul DeBlassie III has a wicked gift in writing psychological thrillers, and he does it in a way I have never experienced before. In *Goddess of the Wild Thing*, he gave me a glimpse into his reflections, inviting me to draw closer to the dark side. His writing is rich with supernatural symbolism and, when all is resolved, deeply empowering.” ~ Uvi Poznansky, artist and award-winning author

“*Goddess of the Wild Thing* by Paul DeBlassie III brilliantly couples his in-depth knowledge of the human mind and behavior with his love of lore, imaginatively knitting a deeply psychological and esoteric story that will keep you turning the page. I could picture clearly the fantastical sense of place . . . a must-read magical tale.” ~ Luna Saint Claire, author of *The Sleeping Serpent*

“Dr. DeBlassie, author of the multiple-award-winning *The Unholy*, produced another novel with depth, action, and spirit in *Goddess of the Wild Thing*. For centuries we’ve struggled with whether bad love is better than no love. In this paranormal thriller, a fierce woman tackles the question with determination and fire.” ~ Rayna Noire, author of the *Pagan Eyes Series*


 



The stone altar was used by Eve and company to conjure natural energies of earth, air, fire, and water. Tonatzé symbolized feminine strength and ancient powers. Around the altar, the four women entered mystic states with intuitive inspirations and visions. The four mestizas frequently gathered at midnight, when the full moon shone most lustrously. They held hands, sipped their whiskeys, and inhaled magic herb. Soon the image of the Goddess flickered in rhythm with their soft singing under the light of the high-desert moon. Chant and trance conjured natural magic. They yielded to relaxation, reverie, and trust in one another and the natural world.
Descending into a meditative state, they were whisked from one world to the next. On slips of paper, they quietly wrote their worries, dilemmas, trials, and tribulations.
Seeking answers and relief, they placed the folded papers in a granite bowl before the altar. They lit a match. Paper burned. Silence wrapped its arms around the four. Gentle breezes stirred. Hoots of distant and nearby owls carried through the nighttime atmosphere. Flames from the granite bowl rose three feet and abruptly expired, devoured by darkness.
The ritual of fire fortified the coven, foul happenstance and unexpected hazard averted, all save one kind. Man trouble waited for Eve like a demonic jack-in-the-box, head bobbing and grinning. Muscles up and down her back tightened. It was this that caused her to flee into denial, the thought of time wasted, mind and body pained. The desire to talk, confide in her friends about misgivings about Sam, the last worst guy ever, fled like alley cats into a lonely night. Denial made everything go away—and stay gone—better than a couple of vodkas on the rocks on a chilly evening.
A white cab edged out of the alleyway bordering the cantina. It pulled stealthily alongside Eve. She bent down and looked through the smudged passenger window. She wanted to make sure she knew the cabbie. Past midnight was no time to be in a trusting mood.


Paul De Blassie III

***

At three a.m., the proverbial witching hour of Aztlan, Sweet Mary left her apartment for the gathering of Las Brujas Malas, deep in the crumbling limestone edifice of vicious spirits. The condemned downtown limestone church, once a prosperous enclave of the Ecclesia Dei, had long been abandoned. It sat adjacent to Sweet Mary’s bedroom, badly stained by gray and black soot.
Putrid odors of the cursed underworld that lay beneath its unhallowed edifice, curled through the atmosphere surroundingthe decaying structure.
Sweet Mary wound her way past the fenced and barbed wired blockade that deterred homeless souls and nighttime vandals. Her lithe frame smoothly squeezed between the slightly ajar, chained doors. She walked over the toppled wooden pews and stone statues littering the concrete flooring from the back of the church to its altar.
The religious artifacts had been defaced by those news media referred to as sledgehammer-wielding lunatics claiming clerical abuse as children.
She quipped to herself, Religion mocks, uses, and abuses. Nothing new under the black sun.
She opened a narrow side door that led to a rusted iron spiral staircase. Into the haunted and torch-lined basement that stretched thirty feet beneath the surface, she stepped. At the final stair, she touched bare earth.
Torches were lit along a cave of mirrors, shards embedded in the walls, shattered remnants taken from the homes of victims who had defamed Las Brujas.
Anyone who dared speak ill of the brujas ended the day tormented, injured, or maimed. Crises happened. One second they were safe, the next mowed down by an out-of-control car, or mugged and cut, or worse, lured in by a soft and sexy vixen loaded with a nasty biological curse. Mirrors confiscated from homes during nighttime raids reflected the victim’s horrified face when doom struck. Sweet Mary hurried past the legions of rats scampering away from her every step into the cracks and crevices of the century-old limestone structure.
An unavoidable eyesore at the heart of one the most decayed areas of the often sinister downtown Aztlan del Sur. It was a meeting . In this haunted zone, Sweet Mary presided over the witches of black magic. They knew how to spot love, taint love, kill love. It’s what bad mothers did. It’s what Las Brujas did. It’s what Sweet Mary did—because what had been received must be given.
No one knew where they gathered. Evil demanded hiddenness. Street-smart folk and fear-ridden church folk knew them as Las Brujas Malas, the foulest of witches, not to be crossed. Even those who suspected the whereabouts of their lair dared not cross the street to look at the unholy building, now a crumbling religious edifice.
The witches met at the mouth of a deserted tunnel, which in former years led to the secret chapel of the reigning archbishop, who there entertained a bevy of female devotees. Las Brujas, the four desert urban witches, walked down the twenty-foot descent. Hard-pack dirt sloped gently into the entrance of the unhallowed region of the chapel that had become the accursed cave of Las Brujas.
They moved forward, into the mouth of the cave.

Paul De Blassie III
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But here Eve was, paralyzed. Waves of gurgling and quicksand were no metaphor. Agitation could turn bad to worse. Eve clutched harder for a stable mind. It was a torment, nearly impossible not to panic. She gritted her teeth, tightened her mental hold. Gently, millimeter by millimeter, she managed to raise her right hand. Mud offered no resistance. She raised her right forearm out of the hungry maw of dirt and grit. She grabbed hold of a desert oak’s dropping branch. It held firm. Five fingers clutched like a vise. She lifted her left arm and hand. Inch by inch, she loosened her torso from the deadly mud. Low-lying olive tree branches gave steadier purchase.
Relief.
Memories of circling sparrows, an ancient warding against fated demise, provided a moment’s comfort. She pulled upward. Branches did not snap or break. They were supple. Evenly, she pulled with breath after concentrated breath. She gazed toward the sky. There were no sparrows overhead. The silence felt unnerving.
The sky shifted, turquoise bright turned to leaden gray. The desert olive branch snapped. Eve screamed and dropped. She sank to her shoulders. Quicksand lapped up past her chin, grains of sand forming crusts along her lips.

Clenching her teeth, she was grateful her mind hadn’t snapped along with the branch. Wits kept panic at bay.
Dying wasn’t a concern, survival was. It was the getting there that mattered—how it happened, how she did it. She detested the thought of dying by a witch’s curse, slipping into an underworld of final breaths and mud-loaded lungs. If she went down into the belly of the abyss and the mouth of a soul-famished witch, she’d do it on her terms. Middle finger out.

Paul De Blassie III




 

 

 

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Rasputin and Lee Jackson team up to create a Legacy.

I stroll into the shed on the wharf after a long day of fishing, longing for an ice cold beer. I enter and see the gang, shocked that my normally rowdy bunch of cohorts are, indeed, quiet. They are huddled together, riveted to a pre-release copy of Lee Jackson’s stunning historical thriller, Rasputin’s Legacy.
A miracle.
Tina and The Back of the Shed Gang’s Review of Rasputin’s Legacy:
 Lee Jackson is indeed a miracle worker. No one in our years of being avid readers of many genres, have we come across a book that combines history with intrigue with finesse like Mr. Lee Jackson. Taking past world events, mixing it with a secret spy organization, and espionage, to create a heart-stopping thrill ride, is a gift of brilliance! There are so many good things about this novel, that it would take us pages to list them all. However, since this is an honest review, we, The Back of the Shed Gang and our leader, Tina, would be remiss if we didn’t include the one not so good thing.
It should come with a warning.
Warning:
Rasputin’s Legacy will cause loss of sleep for those who dare to dive between the pages because it is so enthralling it will be difficult to put down!
There, you have been warned.
Now, go do yourself a favour and pick yourself up a copy!
(Rasputin’s Legacy has earned top place on our esteemed Beer Bottle Shelf.)
We are so excited to bring you a preview of Rasputin’s Legacy set to be released on the 28th of July!
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When Ronald Reagan sends West Point graduate and covert operator Atcho to execute a deadly mission, he finds himself deep in Siberia with no support. His foe is a Soviet general bent on a coup and gaining control of the USSR’s nuclear weaponry. At the back of Atcho’s mind is that the country he is sent to save is the same Superpower that helped enslave Cuba, his beloved birthplace.

Out of the gloom surrounding the murders of the brooding mystic Rasputin and the Russian royal family, emerges the evil that survived World War II. It fomented the Cold War and propelled their effects into the modern age. Atcho must avert their horrors, yet to be imagined on a global scale.


In a style reflective of Vince Flynn, Robert Ludlum, and Tom Clancy, Book 2 of this Cold War series is sure to thrill, and if you have not read Curse The Moon, check out the back of this book for a sneak-peek of the story of how Atcho became Atcho.
BOOKS ON FIRE TOURS REVIEW:
They don’t write books like this anymore, and though it took an agonizing wait of 3 years for me, it all paid off! I savored every word, as Lee Jackson’s meticulous research, well developed plot, realistic characters, exact locations and plausible events took hold of me. Though this work of art is pure Historical fiction, Lee Jackson executed his story so well, it was hard to distinguish fiction from fact. Far from being just Histfic, the plot lines flowed effortlessly from one action packed scene into another, with ample twists, nerve wrecking suspense, intrigue and rich dialogue. One of the few books in my opinion that not only served as entertainment, but it was thought provoking and educational too. When the last page is turned you are left with a jaw-dropping ending and yet Lee Jackson left room for book three in the series too. The best part is that you don’t have to read Book 1 in the Cold War Series to enjoy this book, but you wouldn’t want to miss out on a beautiful father/ daughter story, now would you?
<span style=”font-size: 12pt;”So go on and splurge on an electrifying action packed emotional journey about a man who has to save the very country that betrayed him, all whilst staying one step ahead of his stubborn girlfriend and a relentless reporter.
WHAT SOME LEGENDS HAD TO SAY ABOUT THE BOOK:

 

Carmine Zozzora, Producer of Die Hard with a Vengeance and Color of Night. “Pure Gold! Atcho grabs you at the beginning, and won’t let go.”

 

Bill Thompson, Editor of Stephen King’s Carrie and John Grisham’s The Firm. “With this page-turning thriller, Lee connects the brooding mystic Rasputin to the Cold War, traces his dark influence into the present, and makes it relevant to today’s churning world events. Stunning!”

 

Lieutenant-General Rick Lynch (Retired), former Commanding General, 3rd Infantry Division during the Surge in Iraq.“Clearly one of the best books of historical fiction I have ever read. Extremely entertaining and educational at the same time.”

 

Joe Galloway, NYT Bestselling Author of We Were Soldiers Once…and Young (adapted to a Mel Gibson movie) and We Are Soldiers Still“Wow! The story is gripping and plausible, the warning real. A must read.”

 

Kris “Tanto” Paronto, Hero of Benghazi, Bestselling Author of The Ranger Way.“Riveting! Lee Jackson takes you on a thrilling ride through the intrigue of the Soviet Union as it races toward its final days. Feel the fight of those reaching for freedom against the chaos brought on by Rasputin. Couldn’t put it down.”

 

D. Donovan, Midwest Book Review.“It takes a deft hand and clear mind to weave past and present events together in such a manner that several possible future paths become crystal clear, but the main strength of Rasputin’s Legacy lies in its ability to introduce a cast of characters that swirl around Presidential politics and dangers without becoming confusing or overly complicated. Thriller readers who enjoy stories of espionage, subterfuge … will find high-octane action throughout Rasputin’s Legacy, with the special note that its exceptionally swift pace does not translate to an iota of confusion, and its conclusion is absolutely stunning…. (It) will keep readers guessing and on edge … from start to finish.”
EXCERPT
Burly thrust his hands deep into his pockets. “That’s right. You never spoke to either of them. They will both disavow you.” He studied Atcho’s face as if to discern whether he fully understood.
Atcho’s eyes narrowed.
“Got it. Has Yermolov made contactinside the Soviet Union?”
“Don’t know. A good bet is that he has. He’ll move cautiously. The CIA guy in Paris was monitoring a group with a lot of money. They might provide Yermolov safe haven until he’s built a base of
support inside the Soviet Union, and then finance his return.”
“What’s their skin in the game?”
Burly seemed reluctant to go into depth. “C’mon,” Atcho urged.
“I need to know this stuff.”
The big man spoke deliberately. “Elections are coming up in the Soviet Union in four months. They’re the first that resemble free elections since the Russian Revolution. Any disruption of voting
could set up a return to a Stalin-like dictatorship, and you know what that could mean for US-Soviet relations.”
“None of that explains why a group in Paris would help Yermolov.”
Burly arched his eyebrows. He sat back as if reluctant to proceed.
“We’ve known each other a long time, buddy. Stay with me. What I’m going to tell you is way out there.”
“Get on with it.”
Burly leaned toward Atcho. “Do you know anything about the fall of the tsar, or a Russian mystic called Rasputin?”
“I’ve heard of that Rasputin guy; and I know that the tsar’s family was executed. What does that have to do with now?”
Burly told him, in detail. Atcho listened, stunned. “Yermolov,” he whispered. “I suppose they want me to make sure he stays dead.”
As he spoke, visions swirled in his head, of unspeakably small torture boxes in dank, dark dungeons; of an impossible escape attempt under the unforgiving glare of an accursed full moon; of coerced training in a non-existent camp outside of Moscow; of years lost while separated from his beloved daughter. Would I risk that again?
Burly exhaled slowly. “I’m your friend. Believe that, even if I’m the guy sending you into harm’s way.” His reluctance to say more was palpable. “Reagan wants him alive.”
Atcho’s disbelief showed. “You can’t be serious. Reagan wants me to bring Yermolov back to Washington?”
Burly shrugged. “We need to know the damage he’s done, and we can’t allow him to pass more military secrets to the Soviets. But if you can’t catch him, kill him. Your call.”
Atcho closed his eyes and leaned his head back. “Does Gorbachev know about that part of the mission?”
“No.”
Atcho sat back in his chair, deep in thought. After some moments, he lifted his head and looked at Burly. “Anything on the burglary at my house?”
“Yeah.” Burly was somber. He reached into his pocket, pulled out several small objects, and held them in his open palm. “The cops think it was a burglary, but my guys did a sweep of your apartment.
Whoever it was planted these bugs there.”
Atcho stared at the listening devices. “So, someone is already on to this mission,” he said slowly.
“Maybe. The cops don’t know about the bugs. I’ll get them to downplay the burglary. Maybe that’ll keep Collins from going down that rabbit hole.”
Atcho stood. He felt fatigue seeping into his bones. “We can talk about this again tomorrow. I’ll give you my answer then.”
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Lee Jackson is a bestselling, award-winning thriller author. He was an Infantry officer with a front row seat on world affairs, and spent 38 months in Iraq and Afghanistan. Book 1 of his Cold War Series, Curse The Moon was published in 5 countries. Book 2, Rasputin’s Legacy, is due to go on pre-order on June 28, and will be fully released by July 28. Curse The Moon follows Atcho, a counter-revolutionary leader in Cuba turned unwilling spy in the U.S. The odds he faces seem overwhelming as he must choose between saving the world from nuclear holocaust – or his daughter. In Rasputin’s Legacy, he faces a surreal challenge: he must save the country that enslaved his own, or deliver control his personal desire for revenge? Lee Jackson lives and works with his wife in Texas.

 

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The Cold War. A backdrop to betrayal. A playground to power. When his daughter is kidnapped, Cuban-born, West Point Graduate Atcho must be a sleeper agent to men he’d rather kill. Atcho’s rise opens doors into US National Defense even as a seemingly omniscient KGB officer holds unflinching sway over his actions. His public life clashes with secrets that only he and his tormentor share, isolating him in a world of intrigue among people whom he is determined not to betray. His choice: save his daughter, or save he world from nuclear holocaust.When the darkness of night is your only camouflage, you learn to Curse the Moon. Get your copy here now. Curse The Moon is the first book in Lee Jackson’s Cold War Series. The sequel, Rasputin’s Legacy, will be released in late-April 2017.In the tradition of Robert Ludlum’s page-turner, The Bourne Identity, Atcho fights against overwhelming odds, bleeds when hurt, and won’t back down. Think: Jason Bourne meets Dr. Zhivago.

To experience the violent intrigue of Cold War Cuba and Russia vs. the United States, get Curse The Moon today.

 

 

Book & Press Guild Reviewer: Natasha Johnstone

Curse The Moon: Cold War Rising

ISBN: 978-0-9898025-0-5

Author: Lee Jackson

Stonewall Publishers, LLC
RATED 4 GUILD STARS
Atcho is known by many names but his only goal is to find his daughter who was kidnapped by a Russian General called Govorov. All he wants to do is find her and flee to the US where he was a former student at West Point when he was younger. His friend Juan convinces him to go to a secret meeting with members of the CIA who wanted their help to rise up against Castro and might help him find her.
In a cruel twist of fate, just as he hears of her release, he is thrown into the middle of the Cuban Revolution where actual events are true and based on fact. He leads the revolutionaries through the battle of the Bay of Pigs, but things don’t go as planned and he gets caught where he spends fourteen years in the Boniato prison. He is sent to the Isle of Pines prison for another five years. He goes from planning and training men for revolution to planning and training men to escape out of prison. Though, he did not escape it was not in vain as years later one of the prisoners he helped escape is responsible for his release. Just when he reunites with his daughter, who’s own story is gripping, he finds himself working for the very same General Govorov and the Soviet Union to once again keep his daughter save.

Curse The Moon is an action packed, deeply moving story about a man’s desperate struggle to reunite with his daughter amid political, social and personal change. It grips the reader from the starts as depicted in this excerpt from the first paragraph: ‘Atcho slouched against a wall, alone in a small plaza illuminated by the dim yellow light of a single streetlamp. His eyes probed the surrounding darkness. His fine, aristocratic features were hidden behind a week’s growth of unkempt beard, while his normally well-groomed hair fell in shaggy brown locks below his ears. Since state Security Police, commonly referred to as G-2, had never seen Atcho, at least not as himself, they knew him only by reputation. Tonight, they would be looking for his messenger. Atcho’s ears strained for the sounds of approach. His powerful frame ached to be released from its tense stance. “For Isabel,” he muttered.
“From there, the mystery and intrigue incorporated into this action packed book by the ever present General Govorov in Atcho’s life ensures that the pages turn themselves!

But, there is more to this book than a thrilling personal story with a political backdrop. This remarkable book with very deep rooted plot lines portrays a very emotional story, which had a huge impact on me. The book integrates both the history of a country and a man, in an intelligent and gripping manner as well. In this beautifully written book, and in the ever changing landscape that is Atcho’s life, the only constant remains the moon as taken from this excerpt, “You’re always there,” Atcho murmured to the moon. “It seems you are the only benign constant in my life.” His mind drifted. (sic) The book is available at the following online stores:

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Get your bad boy on with the Motorcycle Master and Maggie Carpenter!

It is winter outside the shed on the wharf and Maggie Carpenter’s latest has melted the snow surrounding our little haven. The back of the shed gang couldn’t handle this much sizzle, afraid that the words would melt the rubber off their rubber boots, so they are ice fishing somewhere in the harbor, leaving me alone with my new book boyfriend.
I pick up Motorcycle Master with a pair of insulated gloves, settle in my favorite lawn chair, and make sure there is plenty of water before I turn the first page.
Join me.
Just make sure you bring a fan.

The explosive passion and action inside this book will leave a lasting memory! Join us as we bring you the latest Maggie Carpenter book, Motorcycle Master!

  • Publisher: Dark Secrets Press (March 21, 2017)
  • Publication Date: March 21, 2017
  • Cover Model: Angel Macho

 





Marco D’Angelo is living a lie.Tall, powerful,brooding,and intimidating, he is the muscle for a nefarious motorcycle gang, but he has been working undercover for the D.E.A., chasing a shadowy drug lord.

For two long years Marco has been forced to remain a loner, his life in constant danger, but when Kat Baldwin joins the club, he suddenly finds himself in a quandary.
Rebellious, raven-haired and green-eyed, wearing leathers that cling to her voluptuous curves, she takes his breath away.Though his keen instinct tells him there’s more to Kat than meets the eye, and she is trouble with a capital T, he can’t ignore the intense chemistry blazing between them.
But questions linger. Is she connected to the ruthless drug lord? Marco senses an agenda, but what is it, and how can he resist the intense desire surging through him?
Maggie Carpenter has created a fast-paced, action-packed, suspenseful story that streaks though the pages. Lose yourself in this sizzling romance. Climb on a Harley and escape the mundane. Click for your copy today.

Publisher’s Note:

 

MOTORCYCLE MASTER: Bad Boy Angel

includes sexual scenes, spankings and violence. If such matter offends you, please do not buy this book. Though this is the first of the series Bad Boy Angel, it is HEA!

 

 

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Award-winning and best-selling author Maggie Carpenter has published over fifty romance novels, and is the recipient of a number Spanking Romance Reviews awards spanning a variety of genres. Her readers describe her work as, romantic, funny, suspenseful, beyond a five-star read, exciting romance with a ton of surprises.

Her work includes a best-selling twelve-book contemporary cowboy series, Cowboys After Dark, (http://amzn.to/2ihCNtp), a warrior fantasy trilogy, Warriors After Dark, (http://amzn.to/2iE0cDa) contemporary love stories, and several Victorian romances. His Willful Bride was a #1 best-seller for several weeks and a
BookBub Feature Deal. She is best known for her smart, witty, strong-willed women who bring unexpected challenge, mystery and humor into the lives of passionate, dominant men.
Maggie has a history in show-business both in front of and behind the camera, but moved from Los Angeles to live in the Pacific Northwest to pursue her writing. She is an equine enthusiast who rides every day, and writes until the wee hours of the morning when her eyes close only because they must.
This author loves to hear from readers. You can contact her through her website: www.MaggieCarpenter.com. To sample her work for free, go to, www.3FreeBooks.com. http://www.maggiecarpenter.com/gift/

 

 

 

 

Leaning forward she gripped the arms of the solid wooden chair, but as her fingers curled around them she lifted her eyes and locked his. It was unnerving, but all he could do was continue, and raising his hand he began slapping her bright red cheeks. Moving his flattened palm from side to side, he carried it from the center of her backside down to her sit spot and back up again. Her utterances did nothing to lessen the action of his spanking hand, and for a moment he wondered if there were sounds of pleasure, not pain. A loud groan caught his attention, and looking up he saw Kratos breathing heavily, his eyes half-closed.
Pull up your pants and sit down,Marco muttered, quickly moving behind her so she couldn’t spy the bulge in his jeans.
You get the message?Kratos growled. Marco here is in charge. The rules are simple; dont mess with the boys who are taken, dont taunt anyone, and I mean, anyone, dont girly gossip, and if youve got a beef, you take it to him. Questions?
No.
He narrowed his eyes.
Start any trouble and youre ass will be a roasted tomato before its kicked outta here, got it?
Yep.
Take her into the bar, buy her a drink, let everyone know shes okay, then come back here.

Marco nodded, and grateful his erection was subsiding, he followed her as she headed to the door, but her luscious behind was seductively swinging from side to side, and he couldnt seem to rip his eyes from the salacious sight.

Why do you talk so much?she quipped as they made their way down the hallway towards the bar. A girl cant get a word in edgewise.
You want another visit from my hand?
Name the place, give me a time, and Ill make sure Im five minutes late,she retorted, her husky voice making him want to shove her against the wall and crush her lips with his.
Better be careful what you wish for.
Why was she still being defiant? Had he been right? Had she enjoyed getting her butt smacked?
Wheres the fun in that?
Who said anything about fun?
He had stopped walking and was scowling down at her. Women in the club didnt dare talk back to him, but it was turning him on.
Are you always such a grouch, or is my sparkling personality bringing out the best in you?
Keep it up and youll bring out the beast in me.
Thats clever,she exclaimed, her eyes widening. I like that. Can I steal it?
Gripping her arm, he hustled her across to the bar, and as though she weighed an ounce, he picked her up by the waist and plonked her on a barstool.
Everyone,he declared, turning to face the crowded tavern, this is Kat,then shifting his attention to the bartender he leaned across the counter. Jim, one of whatever she wants.
Sure, Marco,the bartender replied. Nice to meet you, Kat. Whats it gonna be?
Marco was already walking away when he heard her answer.
Marco, straight up, with a twist of lemon wrapped around his you-know-what.

 

 

Books In Fire Tours ~ Expect the unexpected. Maggie Carpenter does it again in this Biker book! Marco, also known as Brooder, is not just a Dom, but an undercover DEA agent who has spent two years working his way up the ladder. Third from the throne, the last thing he can afford is to have his cover blown.
He is so close to being able to return to his normal life, when Kat walks in and turns his world upside down. But Kat is not what she seems, and things get worse when bodies start piling up!
This absorbing read will not only have you transfixed on their relationship, but also the action packed events that unfold. In my opinion, it is fascinating, spellbinding and worth every single 5 star!

Julie and Roman: Episode Interactive instructions.

It has come to my attention that there may be some confusion over recent posts with the title Episode Interactive, Julie and Roman or Mysterious: Cold Vengeance. Some of my family and friends may have mistaken this post is advertising my new novel, it’s not.

Julie and Roman and Mysterious: Cold Vengeance are stories on the widely popular game app, Episode Interactive, that features animated like stories that allow the reader to make choices throughout the story, making it interactive. For example, Julie and Roman are filled with choices to make you, the reader a part of my story! Like customizing characters, what they wear and whether or not they want to share that dirty little secret!

In order for Julie and Roman and other future stories of mine to become a success (and with enough views, I can get paid for my work!) I need readers! For each chapter you complete, my story climbs in the ranks. The higher the rank, the more visibility I receive, earning more readers.

I’m also currently entered an Episode Interactive contest as another attempt to make myself more visible to the millions of users of the app. Your support there is appreciated as well. I will let you know when my story is entered.

To help those who aren’t familiar with this game, I have given detailed instructions below.

Thank you for your help!

STEP 1: Go to app store for iPhone or Google Play for android and download the Episode interactive app:

 

STEP 2: OPEN APP.  CLICK ON HAVE AN ACCOUNT LOG ON. (CLICK ON THIS EVEN IF YOU DON’T)

STEP 3: CLICK ON HOW YOU WANT TO SIGN IN. GOOGLE ACCOUNT OR THROUGH FACEBOOK.

 

STEP 4:  LET THE APP LOAD

STEP 5:  THE APP WILL TAKE YOU TO THIS SCREEN. UP IN THE UPPER RIGHT-HAND CORNER TAP ON THE MAGNIFYING GLASS:

STEP 6: AT THE NEXT SCREEN TYPE IN TINA TRAVERSE IN THE SEARCH BOX

 

STEP 7: THE NEXT SCREEN WILL GIVE YOU A LIST OF MY STORIES. CLICK ON THE ONE YOU WANT TO READ. (JULIE AND ROMAN, MYSTERIOUS: Cold Vengeance (not pictured)

STEP 8: CLICK THE PLAY BUTTON IN THE MIDDLE.

ONCE YOU START THERE WILL BE CHOICES GIVEN TO YOU BY ME AS YOU READ. THEY COULD BE CUSTOMIZING YOUR CHARACTER(S), DECIDING WHAT TO WEAR OR EAT, OR EVEN WHETHER OR NOT TO TELL THAT SECRET. SOME CHOICES MAY EVEN AFFECT THE WAY THE STORY GOES.

IT IS UP TO YOU! HAVE FUN WITH IT!

IF YOU HAVE ANY QUESTIONS FOR ME OR LIKE TO MAKE A COMMENT ABOUT MY STORY THERE IS AN AUTHOR Q & A. PRESS ON THE THREE DOTS ON THE BOTTOM RIGHT SCREEN.

TAP ON AUTHOR Q&A

TYPE IN YOUR QUESTION:

PRESS CONTINUE AND SUBMIT. I WILL ANSWER ASAP.

I HOPE THIS IS CLEAR. THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR HELP!

ENJOY!!

Sorrow’s Edge book tour

WRITERS ON THE WHARF REVIEW OF SORROW’S EDGE:

Clutching the latest release by celebrated author, Danielle DeVor, I settle in my favorite easy chair in my shed on the wharf and open the first page of Sorrow’s Edge, book Two of the Marker Chronicles.

I had only planned to read a couple of pages before retiring to my chambers but ended up reading the entire tale in one sitting, it was that hard to put down!

Since I didn’t read book one, Sorrow’s Point, I expected to be lost and not know what in the hell was going on, but I was delightfully proven wrong.

I will not go into great detail and tell you what the novel is about because all you have to do is press that little down arrow on your keyboard….

What I will tell you for this review is this, if you have been looking for a well written, spine-tingling horror tale that is different that the same old cookie cutter story of the genre, Sorrow’s Edge has arrived to save you from the doldrum of the worn out predictable horror story!

A defrocked priest, his girlfriend and the spirit of the six-year-old girl he had performed an exorcism on, are your guide into the strange and unknown. Sorrow’s Edge holds one attention with ease with the perfect balance of mystery, horror, and humor that is guaranteed to keep you at the edge of your seat and turning the pages.

I have a numb butt and cold fingers from sitting up in my shed all night, but Danielle DeVor made every shiver and me being sleep deprived worth it!

Book 2 in the fascinating series The Marker Chronicles!

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Sorrow’s Edge (The Marker Chronicles,†Book 2)

Uncovering the truth will take an exorcist.
Jimmy Holiday, defrocked priest turned exorcist, is trying to get his life in order. With his on-again off-again witchy girlfriend moving in, the spirit of the little girl from his last exorcism hanging around, and a secret organization of exorcists hounding him, Jimmy equals stressed.

When a stranger calls in the middle of the night asking for help with a possession, Jimmy is about to land in a mess of trouble. Especially since the man on the phone claims to have gotten his number from Jimmyís old mentor. Too bad his mentor has been dead for years.

After a mysterious silver flask arrives at his doorstep, Jimmy is left with two options: either ignore the newest enigma the universe has tossed him, or listen to Lucy and travel to Arizona to solve the mystery before all hell breaks looseÖagain.

 

You can buy SORROW’S EDGE at these retailers:

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Danielle DeVor

DanielleDeVorAuthorPhotoNamed one of the Examiner’s 2014 Women in Horror: 93 Horror Authors you Need to Read Right Now, Danielle DeVor has been spinning the spider webs, or rather, the keyboard for more frights and oddities. She spent her early years fantasizing about vampires and watching “Salem’s Lot” way too many times. When not writing and reading about weird things, you will find her hanging out at the nearest coffee shop, enjoying a mocha frappuccino.

 

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Excerpt

I got the phone call at three. Just as Lucy said I would. I was really starting to hate the true ìwitching hour.î I needed sleep, dammit.
I let the phone ring a few times, hoping that whoever was on the other end would just hang up. I wasnít that lucky. I dragged my tired-ass body up, grabbed my phone off the nightstand, and swiped the screen.
ìMr. Holiday?î the man asked when I grunted into the phone.
ìYou realize itís 3:00 AM, right?î My head hit the pillow. I did not want to be doing this right now.
The man sighed. ìIt couldnít be helped. We need you.î
I twitched. Who the hell was this guy anyway? Kind of presumptuous to call somebody at random this late at night when youíd never met the person on the other end. Apparently, manners werenít his strong point.
I glanced around the room. The lamp in the corner was on. The light glowed just enough to keep my mind at ease. Iíd gotten into the habit of sleeping with a light on ever since Sorrowís Point. Yeah, it was irrational, but hey, I was trying to keep the beasties at bay. From the dim light, I could see Lucy sitting on the floor in front of the TV. I, just barely, made out the program through her. Her hair was as pale as usual and so blond it seemed almost white. She wore the same white nightgown she always did.
ìHow did you get my number?î I had to know. I mean, I doubted Will would suggest me to someone else. Things hadnít exactly ended on a positive note.
ìYou came highly recommended.î
That was news to me. A very small group of people even knew I did something besides graphic design. ìBy who?î
ìThatís not important right now. Youíre needed. Thatís what should matter.î
I sat up. Not important to him, maybe, but it sure as shit was important to me. I squeezed the phone so hard my knuckles began to ache. If I broke it, this asshole was going to owe me another phone. ìListen. Iím not about to traipse around and do whatever the hell it is you want me to when you wonít tell me who you are or who told you about me.î
ìOíMalley said youíd be difficult.î
I froze. Father OíMalley had been the one who allowed me to see the church as a vocation when I was a kid. But there was one problem. Heíd been dead since before I left the church. I didnít care where he got the information. That was a low blow. I clenched my teeth.
ìIím going to hang up now. Iíd appreciate it if you didnít call here againóî
ìNo, wait!î
The desperation in his voice was the only thing that kept me from hanging up the phone. ìAll right. Iím listening.î
ìOíMalley told me about you in a dream. When I woke up, your phone number was scrawled on my hand.î
Yeah, I knew that kind of weird. I had firsthand experience with it. Having a dead person talk to him in a dream wasnít that different from a disembodied soul speaking to me in a nightmare. Yeah, my life was really interesting. Though Iíd never drawn on myself in my sleep. That was a new one. ìWho is it who needs an exorcism?î
The guy hung up. I literally heard the phone hitting the cradle. Who used an old phone like that anymore? I almost threw my cell phone against the wall. I mean, what the hell? Wake me up in the middle of the night for what?
I scratched the sleep out of my eyes and glanced over at Lucy. ìDonít you ever sleep?î
She stared at me and grinned. Her blue eyes almost sparkled. ìI donít have to.î
I shook my head. Of course a kid would think it great to not sleep. I, on the other hand needed my restóstrange phone calls or not. And if someone else called, Iíd probably be facing a murder charge.
ìDo you think Tabby will like me?î Lucy asked. She stayed dressed in this little white frilly nightgown. I wasnít sure if it was her favorite or if there was something else at work keeping her dressed that way. When Iíd done her exorcism, she sure wasnít in frills.
Now that was the question, wasnít it? Iíd been toying with the idea of not telling Tabby about my ghostly child, but it appeared that was no longer an option. And with my luck, Tabby would eventually see her, freak out, and the whole thing would be blown out of proportion.
ìIím sure she willÖî I hoped that was true. ìAfter she gets used to the idea.î
Lucy stared at me for a bit. I could tell she wasnít buying it. Best I start remembering there was more to her than to a regular six-year-old.
ìIt will all work out,î I told her. ìEventually.î Part of that was me trying to convince myself. There was only so much oddness a normal person could take, and I figured I was probably getting close to the threshold.
ìUh-huh,î Lucy said, back to watching the TV. How she could just sit in front of the TV for hours on end, I didnít know. It was almost like she became somehow hypnotized by it.
I laid my head back on the pillow. Hopefully, I could go back to sleep. Hopefully, I could stop worrying about that odd phone call. HopefullyÖwho was I kidding? I was seriously screwed. Again.

 

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The Scorpion’s Empress Blog tour and it’s Epic!

When The Scorpion’s Empress first made its appearance on the wharf a couple of weeks ago, it nearly burnt it down, it was so hot. The back of the shed gang yelled at me for the mishap, and after repairing the damage, made me swore a blood oath never to let the Empress enter again.
Well, I kinda didn’t keep my painful promise because I let her join me in the shed on the wharf and now I’m standing in the ashes of what used to be my shed and wharf. While I’m standing here knee deep in the ocean, trying to think of a good story to explain this disaster, read on and find out how a story can do this to a structure.

 

Title: The Scorpion’s Empress
Author: Yoshiyuki Ly
Cover Art: Michele Crocker
Publisher: Solstice Publishing
After years of serving a corrupt government, Ser Videl, an idealistic paladin, learns that her younger sister is tangled in a dark scheme against Raj Mangala, the compassionate yet troubled empress of the city’s oppressed lowtown; the two women meet and are deeply drawn to one another, finding a shared sanctuary in their violently-divided city. The Scorpion’s Empress is intimately written through the eyes of both twenty-seven year old women.
Videl’s loving devotion is just what Raj craves, but Raj is wary of letting her guard down while protecting her throne. Determined to prove her worth, Videl chases after Raj and works to unravel the mystery of the plots against the empress. Raj wants Videl to serve her emotional and sexual needs,
and the two explore a meaningful relationship of dominance and submission that delves fully into their deepest wants. When the conspiracy against Raj comes to a head, Videl’s loyalties are tested when she is forced to choose between her past and her empress.


Excerpt

“God, you’ve sent me to a soul who is lost,” said Ser Videl. “I worry for her. She seems lonely on her throne, as if her reign is incomplete. Her passions well within without a way to let them out. I’ve allowed her to watch me while I hold back. I want to protect her, to thank her some way, but she won’t let me. I did a terrible thing to Kurtz, and now he suffers for me. I have to learn the power of forgiveness…”
I didn’t mean to say the words out loud: “You have a beautiful soul, Videl.”
“Empress!” she said, bolting to her feet. She bowed to me. “I didn’t know you were here…”
“Take it easy,” I replied, smiling. “I had a terrible night up until I found you. You’ve got this habit of makin’ my days brighter. I’ve gotta wonder…have you really been holdin’ back?”
Videl stared at me with that controlled, focused want. “There is so much I’d like to do for you,” she answered.
“But I feel like I can’t. The voices in the shadows taunt you. They have your attention most of the time. I can’t compete with them. I’m trying to be patient about this.”
“Voices in the shadows… That got somethin’ to do with me bein’ lost?”
“I think you’re haunted by your enemies,” she said, moving closer to me.
“You don’t want me to know this much about your affairs. Anyone else would be oblivious to them. But I know, Empress.” Heat rushed to my face and neck; my head pounded in-time with my stresses, my wants. I knew she’d find some way to make me let go, whether I was ready for it or not. Videl held my hands in hers—gentle touch and gentler intentions. “You won’t let me find out more about your rival, will you? I feel like you made that decision days ago.”
Was I that easy to read? “I don’t want you gettin’ hurt on account of me,” I admitted.
“You know how to look out for yourself. I get that. She likes her mind games, Videl. This ain’t somethin’ your sword can keep you safe from. You’ve gotta trust me on this.”
Videl didn’t hide her disappointment. “I understand,” she replied. “I just wish I could help you…”
“I’ve got it covered, Videl. You don’t need to worry about me. I’ll handle it.”
“And I believe you, Empress. There is still a part of me that longs to know you more. I feel like I’m not welcome in your world yet—only at this distance. It isn’t like me to rush in where I’m not invited. I’ll…keep being patient if that’s what you prefer.”
“Oh, this is so good!” exclaimed Satya. “It sounds like such a classic story—the Holy Knight from Eden finding the Queen of Beggars from Elysium, bringing the two parts together as a whole Tynan. But your idea seems unfinished… Do they work together to unify the city? Or do they run off into the sunset together and leave it behind?”

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IHeartReading.net – “The romance between both women has a BDSM aspect – dominant/submissive, which adds another interesting touch to the book. I also liked how the conspiracy/politics played an important part too. It wasn’t just romance, a lot was going on. The protagonists were interesting, and I must say, I liked Videl the most. An intriguing, sizzling erotic romance. I look forward to reading more books by this author.”
Books On Fire Tours –Never in my life have I been so in love with characters and their names! This book has the best names for characters I have read in at least 10 years, lending even more to its originality and it’s uniqueness.

In a world of make believe, two forces of nature collide. Each have her own strength. Each have an agenda. Each have multiple enemies. This book has it all! Paladins and Knights. An Empress fighting to save a destitute nation. A warrior out to seek revenge and protect her baby sister. The suspense just about killed me, as I couldn’t decide who was hunting who. I couldn’t wait for the “Scorpion” warrior to catch up with the Empress!!! But through it all, gripping sub plots and fascinating back stories filled each page, demanding my undivided attention and getting it.
There were some scenes that weren’t very realistic, but this is in a world of make believe, remember? Apart from that I found it to be tasteful, not over the top compared to other Sub/Dom, Lesbian Erotica I have read. This is a love story, filled with passion long since forgotten by most authors. This is true gay fiction. This is your next read if you don’t want to miss out on really good writing, perfect timing and a world so rich, your imagination is tested to it’s limits!”

Writers on the Wharf: Comparing this novel by the gifted Yoshiyuki Ly to a well-known book, movie or t.v. show is difficult to do because nothing compares to the magical wonderment of The Scorpion’s Empress. Set in the world of fantasy, The Scorpion’s Empress immerses the reader in the dual city of Elysium and Eden. Elysium, the low city is inhabited by people of limited means who are provided generously by their Empress who does everything she can to make sure her subjects don’t go without. The Empress, Raj, a strong, courageous ruler seems to have everything, beauty, intelligence, wit, and compassion, but underneath her confidence, there resides a lonely soul. Enter Ser Videl, a paladin from the upper city of Eden, comes to Elysium to save her captured sister but ends up involved in a passionate affair with the alluring Empress. What follows are pages of fiery passion and intrigue that will keep you, the reader up all night.

 

 

Yoshiyuki Ly was born in San Diego, CA. She lived there until moving away to college. In high school, she began writing fanfiction as a serious hobby. Her pen name is representative of her multiracial heritage and a unique, diverse outlook that is reflective in her work. While pursuing an undergraduate degree in philosophy, she spent her free time reading the works of Virginia Woolf, Soren Kierkegaard and Simone de Beauvoir. She then spent the next years honing her craft to become a published author.

Alternate Endings for The Scorpion’s Empress

I’m Yoshiyuki Ly and for today’s guest post, I decided to write about alternate endings for The Scorpion’s Empress. I’ll avoid spoilers.
My ideas kept changing as I wrote the book. I started with high, emotional concepts for key scenes, most of which I ended up not writing. The core idea was always for Raj and Videl to eventually come up with a solution to the political crisis in their city.
The first idea I had was a more personal ending for Videl and Raj. There were other plot ideas I threw out.
Toward the last few chapters, the main characters were supposed to get in a terrible argument. I wanted to have Videl return to Eden with her sister, and for Raj to chase after her. The ending from there would have been Raj and Videl resolving the situation and coming back together. This was also the backbone of my original ideas for the whole story.
The second idea I had for the ending was predictable—a typical happy ending for Eden and Elysium. This didn’t feel satisfying. Thinking about it made me anxious. I couldn’t build up to this ending. I stepped away from the manuscript for two months while I let better ideas come to me organically.
In the end, the last chapter wrote itself. Once I stopped worrying over the details, everything settled down. If you’d like to see if the actual ending paid off, be on the lookout for my book here.

 

 

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Warning: Don’t get stung by The Scorpion’s Empress

The water lapping at my feet looks really good right now and I want to dive in, despite the near frigid temperature because this book by  Yoshiyuki Ly, The Scorpion’s Empress is sizzling hot. One look at the cover is enough to send one aflame but just wait until you dive into the pages….

 

 Title: The Scorpion’s Empress
Author: Yoshiyuki Ly
Cover Art: Michele Crocker
Publisher: Solstice Publishing 

 

 

 After years of serving a corrupt government, Ser Videl, an idealistic
paladin, learns that her younger sister is tangled in a dark scheme against Raj
Mangala, the compassionate yet troubled empress of the city’s oppressed
lowtown; the two women meet and are deeply drawn to one another, finding a
shared sanctuary in their violently-divided city. The Scorpion’s
Empress 
is intimately written through the eyes of both twenty-seven
year old women.

 

Videl’s loving devotion is just what Raj craves, but Raj is wary of
letting her guard down while protecting her throne. Determined to prove her
worth, Videl chases after Raj and works to unravel the mystery of the plots
against the empress. Raj wants Videl to serve her emotional and sexual needs,
and the two explore a meaningful relationship of dominance and submission that
delves fully into their deepest wants. When the conspiracy against Raj comes to
a head, Videl’s loyalties are tested when she is forced to choose between her
past and her empress.
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Yoshiyuki Ly was born in San Diego, CA. She lived there until moving away to college. In high school, she began writing fanfiction as a serious hobby. Her pen name is representative of her multiracial heritage and a unique, diverse outlook that is reflective in her work. While pursuing an undergraduate degree in philosophy, she spent her free time reading the works of Virginia Woolf, Soren Kierkegaard and Simone de Beauvoir. She then spent the next years honing her craft to become a published author.
 

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Mother’s Day Magic with all the love a mother can give.

Mothers are magic. With a simple hug, she can make a nightmare go away. A boo boo is made better with a kiss and she supports your dreams(want to be a flying unicorn rock star? You can do it, honey!) That’s why this collection of authors have combined their talents to produce an amazing story collection, all for the giveaway price of 99 cents!
Get your copy today and prepare yourselves for a roller coaster ride of emotion!

 

 Buy Mother's Day Magic …With Love. Support M.S Research at the same time.

 

 

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– Pamela Richardson: “There I sat … sad that I had read the last word of this anthology because my journey with the authors had ended. And what a journey it was! As I write this review I’m still thinking about that journey and the collective writings of each author’s words that left me with a renewed sense of warmth for the experience.”
– Al-Khemet Book Club: This is a beautiful collection perfect for mothers everywhere. These stories evoke intense emotions as we’re led to explore a variety of relationships and dilemmas faced by characters. The authors involved deserved to be praised for their great work.”

– Jersey Girl Book: “Mother’s Day Magic … With Love is a wonderful collection of twelve stories that honors a very special person in everyone’s life, Mom! The thirteen authors weave unique stories that range from lighthearted romances, to poignant memories, first love and second chances, friends to lovers, to dealing with real life issues … but there is one heartwarming theme that runs through each story, a mother’s unconditional love..


 

 

 

 

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Unpaid and under appreciated, the true cost of creativity.

 

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I have the upmost respect for the good teachers in our education system. The souls who work a ton of overtime and don’t get paid for it, just so our children can have the best education and school experience possible. Every teacher that my oldest child had, with the exception of two, were a marvel. I adored them all. In fact, if it wasn’t for Christian’s first grade teacher, I strongly believe that he would have never been diagnosed with autism and got the help he needed. My youngest started school this year and also has autism. He too, has been blessed with beautiful, wonderful teachers. I tip my hat to them because they are the best and go above and beyond the call of duty when they don’t have to.

With this being said, I recently read an article that states that teachers have the highest record of unpaid hours of any profession. I don’t disagree, but you are overlooking a whole industry of people who have higher hours of unpaid work. Those who work in the creative field. Us authors(especially independent), editors, graphic designers, artists, dancers and musicians(and a host of others I can’t list here)

I’m an indie author. For those of you who aren’t familiar with the term, this means that I’m soley responsible for writing, editing, cover design, publishing and marketing my own work. All of this costs money that I can scarcely afford. I have to pay an editor, a cover designer and when I have a little extra left over(which is rare) I pay someone, like a blog tour company, to help me market my book. An average book that cost you anywhere from free-3.99 for an ebook or 15 dollars or less for a paperback, costs me no less than 600 dollars or more to produce for one novel. This doesn’t not include the marketing. Do you want to know the total amount of royalties that I made off ebook sales since I started as a self published author, four years ago? A grand total of $10.14.  My paperbacks which I sold myself to those lovely souls who know me and are kind enough to support little ol’ me is higher. Roughly 600.00 in four years.

Let’s go on vacation shall we! I’m rich! 🙂

Money isn’t the only thing that my life’s passion costs me. Time. It takes me a year to a year and half to publish a book. This includes untold hours of staying up way past my bed time writing, editing and writing numerous drafts until I feel it is fit to send to my editor. Then, once the manuscript is back, still more rewrites.

Writing is a lonely, solo profession. I don’t socialize and the hours spent writing takes me away from the other things I love, like my family. The only interaction I have with my colleagues is through social media an a variety of author groups I joined. They are my lifeline.

Like a teacher, no one forced me into writing. I do it because I love it, just like teachers do. We dedicate our lives to a profession that pays us little because it’s our passion and that’s what keeps us going.

I’m speaking for myself as an author but I’d be remiss if I didn’t mention other artists such as dancers, actors, designers , musicians, painters, sculptors, etc. And those who help authors make their stories a  published reality like editors who spend countless unpaid hours creating so the rest of society can have a little joy.