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Tuesday, October 27, 2020

Beyond the Book: Crazy From the Heart

This week we’re talking about our favorite feel good movies. I have one that I watch periodically, but I bet you’ve never heard of it. The name of the movie is Crazy From the Heart. It was filmed in the late eighties I think. I first watched it on TV, and I loved it so much I bought a copy at Amazon.

Our heroine Charlotte Bain is the principal of a high school in a small, conservative Texas town. Secretly, although it really isn’t much of a secret, she’s dating the football coach. She lives at home with her mother and would really like to get married. After all, her biological clock is ticking. 

Things come to a head when her best friends’ daughter gets pregnant. Charlotte is confronted by the fact that her friend will be a grandmother while she herself has no children. She asks the coach to marry her, but he refuses. He’s comfortable in his life and doesn’t want anything to change. 

At this point Charlotte goes crazy from the heart. She agrees to go out with the new Hispanic janitor Ernesto, mostly to spite the coach, but to her surprise she and Ernesto are great together. They’re so great in fact that they drive to Mexico and get married. 

But the course of true love never runs smoothly. The whole town is up in arms about the principal and the janitor. Her job is in jeopardy, and the coach even proposes to her. Now Charlotte has to decide what to do next. Will she stay married to Ernesto, or will she get a divorce and marry the coach. 

You’ll love this movie. It’s funny, touching, and full of great acting. It also isn’t afraid to touch on social issues such as racism and economic prejudice, but you’ll never feel like you’re being lectured to. 

If you’re interested in a great feel good movie, I highly recommend it. You can buy a copy at Amazon if you’re interested.

Monday, October 26, 2020

Easy to Lose

Title: Easy to Lose
Author: S.A. Clayton
Genre: Second Chance Contemporary Romance
Published: October 19, 2020
Publisher: Lady Boss Press
Cover Design: Kari March

Leaving New York after my now ex-fiancĂ© cheated on me was easy. 

Moving back home to Miami to run Charly Boudreaux’s Head Over Heels expansion store, even as it scares the hell out of me…also easy.

Finding out that Owen Peters, my ex-best friend and the boy I fell in love with in high school, the one who broke my heart, works next door? Not quite so easy. 

Hearing that Morgan Lawson is finally coming home makes me ecstatic. It provides me with a second chance—something I waited ten years to grasp. 

Watching her struggle to accept the body she was born with, the one that makes me crazy with desire, allows me to show her exactly how beautiful she is, both inside and out—and how much she means to me. 

Letting her go the first time was a huge mistake, and I refuse to go down that road again. Because not realizing how easy she was to lose, or how not having her in my life makes me feel incomplete, is something I never want to experience again.



“It’s about time you showed up,” Matt calls as I close the door, locking it behind me. The guy looks as if he just rolled out of bed, his long, brown hair tied in a topknot as he struts around in his favorite grey sweatpants and a dirty t-shirt with our gym’s name across the chest. I look at my watch and laugh.

“I’m only five minutes late, jackass.” He throws a towel at me as I head behind the desk and turn on the computer. Matt and I opened this gym five years ago. We both graduated with majors in business and knew we wouldn’t ever be a part of the corporate world. So, we took what we learned and applied it to something we both loved: fitness. Was it an overnight success? Hell, no. It took at least three years to get out of the red. But last year was our best year yet, with this year rivaling even those numbers. 

“You know if you didn’t own this place, I could fire you, right?” I give him the finger as I check my email, quickly making sure there are no cancelations for today’s schedule.

Just as I’m about to log off, a new email pops up from one of my regulars. I open it and read:

Owen, sorry to do this to you last minute, but I have to cancel my session for this morning. Tommy was throwing up all night, and his fever has yet to go down, so I’m taking him to see the doctor. Sorry again. I’ll still pay for the session, and I’ll see you next week. –Amber

“Well, there goes my morning plans,” I mutter to myself just as Matt comes over and leans against the desk. 

“Amber cancel?” I nod, not surprised that Matt memorized my schedule. It’s why I had no issues with going into business with him. He’s organized, loyal, and has a memory that could rival Sheldon Cooper’s. “You really gonna make her pay for the session?” he asks, giving me a look I know well. 

“Of course, not. I’m not that big of an ass. Plus, her kid is sick. Ever since Ken left her, she’s had a lot on her plate.” When Amber started training with me, I knew she was motivated by her husband’s infidelity, something she was very vocal about. I believe she said she wanted him to wish he never stuck his dick in another woman. I told her I would be happy to get her that revenge, even though she already looked amazing for a forty-year-old single mom. 

“So, what are you gonna do now?” Matt asks, taking one of the mints from the bowl to my right and popping it into his mouth. 

“I don’t know. Might work out for a bit.” He nods just as my phone goes off, A second later, it goes off again, then again. I sigh, knowing exactly who’s blowing up my cell. 

“You haven’t cut her loose yet?” Matt asks with a knowing smirk that makes me feel like the biggest asshole on the planet. “Calm down, man. If it was me, I would probably keep her around, too. She must be one hell of a lay.”

“Shut the fuck up and mind your own business,” I grunt as he shrugs and goes back to cleaning the equipment. I pick up my mobile and see one missed call and four unread texts. 

Bailey: Morning, handsome, what are you up to today?

Bailey: Why aren’t you answering my texts?

Bailey: Hello???

Bailey: Call me NOW.

I sigh, pulling up her contact and pressing the phone to my ear. She picks up after the first ring. 

“Where have you been?” she accuses as I tilt my head towards the ceiling, praying I can get through this conversation without blowing my top. 

“Bails, you know I open the gym every day. I was busy talking to Matt about my schedule.” She sighs, groaning into the phone, and for the millionth time this week, I wonder why I’m with her. In the beginning, it was amazing—she was hot, funny, and we had a great time together. Then, over time, she wanted more. More of my time, more of my attention, and more of my business. Bailey is an Instagram influencer and very proud of it. She should be, she’s worked really hard to get where she is today, but it’s become all-consuming. And she’s using my brand, something that I built from the ground up, to gain more and more of a following for herself. And it’s grating on my nerves.

It’s become clearer as time goes on that she’s with me for the clout and not for me, and I know I need to end it. For both of our sanities. 

“You never have time for me anymore,” she whines as I take a deep breath, needing strength to get through this conversation. There’s a huge crash from the store next door, and I jump up from my seat. 

“What was that?” Bailey asks as I motion to Matt that I’m going over to take a look. He nods as I head to the front door. 

“Bails, I have to go. I’ll talk to you later.” I don’t wait for her reply as I jerk open the front door and jog next door. The sign above the door says Head Over Heels, and the door and windows are covered in brown paper, letting me know that it’s under construction. I try the front door, and when it swings open, I walk inside. 

“Hello? Is everyone okay?” I ask, hearing my voice echo through the small space. I don’t see anyone around, but I do see a very large metal rack lying toppled on the floor and dust everywhere. The shop itself is pretty small, but from the looks of it, it’s cute. The walls are plain white with paint chips taped to every available surface. The colors range from grey to bright pink and everything in between. I have no idea what this space will become, but right now, it’s a mess. 

“Hello! I just wanted to make sure no one’s hurt after that thing fell,” I call again, making my way farther into the space, stepping over the broken shelf and heading towards the back of the store. 

“Sorry, yes, everything’s fine. The stupid thing doesn’t want to stay attached to the wall,” a woman says from behind the counter. Her long, blond hair and curvy figure send a jolt through my body, but the minute she turns around, my whole world stops moving. 

“Morgan?” I croak as I open my mouth to say something, anything…but nothing comes out. Morgan Lawson, the girl I spent most of my adolescence obsessing over is standing right in front of me. Given the color draining from her face, I would say she remembers exactly who I am, too. And from the fire I see in her eyes, she recalls precisely how much I ruined everything.

S.A. Clayton lives in a small town outside of Toronto, Canada with her husband of five years and her scary large collection of books that seem to take over every room.

She has worked on both sides of the publishing industry, both in a bookstore and for actual publishing companies. Although she loved both for different reasons, she found that writing was her true passion and has spent the last few years breaking into the industry as best she can.

She is a lover of all things romance and began her writing journey in her late twenties. Since then, she has immersed herself in the romance genre and couldn't be happier.

When she's not writing or reading, she enjoys binging a great Netflix show (Stranger Things anyone?), baking (because who doesn't love cookies!), and spending time with her family.


Gumbeaux Love

Gumbeaux Love

by Jax Frey




GENRE:   Southern Women's Fiction






The adventures of the Gumbeaux Sistahs continues. Five, fiery southern women wage wars against their unique problems using their improbable friendships, hilarious evil-genius schemes, strategy sessions with oh-so-many cocktails, and a shared passion for good gumbo.

Single, Southern artist, Judith Lafferty, casually confesses to her Gumbeaux Sistahs that she is occasionally lonely and would like to fall in love again. Seriously - you'd think she would know to keep her mouth shut around these women by now. The sistahs tackle her problem along with their own with their usual unreasonable, extreme plots and schemes, including a kidnapping, a cupid costume, trying out pick-up lines at the cheese counter, and blind dates from hell. In helping out their friend, the sistahs help each other out as well and bring to light the many flavors of love in all of our lives. Be ready for twists, turns, laugh-out-loud times, and heart-wrenching moments. You'll be sure to recognize yourself and your best friends in the unstoppable sistahs.






Judith rinsed her juice glass in the kitchen sink just as the doorbell rang.


“Who in the world at this hour?” she thought, shaking her head and glancing at the clock on the wall. “It’s not even eight o’clock.”


She walked to the front door and started to open it, but before she could swing it open all the way, a hand clutching a paper coffee cup shoved its way inside, barely missing her face.


“What?” she yelped. Then she laughed. “Oh no, are you kidding me?” She opened the door to five Gumbeaux Sistahs, including Bea, Helen, Dawn, Lola, and Trinity who stood on her front stoop holding coffee. It was especially a surprise to see Trinity there since she lived across the lake and had a long way to come. But the most unexpected thing of all was Dawn, who stood there looking embarrassed as all get-out, wearing a big, red Cupid costume.


“Not again!” said Judith, rolling her eyes and remembering that this was exactly the way that the sistahs had originally kidnapped her and become her best friends in the world.


Dawn grimaced and said, “I don’t know why I’m always the one who has to wear a stupid costume.” 

A Word From the Author:

1.      Did you always want to be an author?

I think I did. When I was eight, I partnered with a girl in my neighborhood to hand-write a newspaper for our street called The Mithra Street Messenger. We put out one issue then our mothers shut us down because we had a Crimes section, which mostly featured the indignities inflicted upon me by my pesky brother. I still have a copy of the Messenger.


2.      Tell us about the publication of your first book.

I published the first book of the series, The Gumbeaux Sistahs, a year ago October 12019. With the help of friends, I had a book launch party at the coffee house (St.John’s in Covington, LA), where I actually wrote the book. My friends made big pots of gumbo and rice. We also served the Trinity cookies, whose recipe is included in that book. A ton of people showed up, and there was a line to buy and sign books. I could tell that the mostly female crowd appreciated the idea of the book, and couldn’t wait to read it. It was one great day!


3.      Besides yourself, who is your favorite author in the genre you write in?

I have to say that Jan Karon is one of my favorites. Her books, like the Gumbeaux Sistahs novels, offer a consistent venue to visit and a great escape. She can be relied on to bring hope and peace — the Gumbeaux Sistahs love her!


4.      What’s the best part of being an author? The worst?

Best: I enjoy the cerebral exercise of creating a place and characters who bring happiness, laughter, and respite to readers, while tackling some of the problems we face every day in a loving way.  The happiness rubs off on me.

Worst: The first five minutes of writing.  That time is almost like trying to meditate wherein you have to clear the thoughts of your day and life and make room for the world of the Sistahs.  It’s a struggle sometimes, but it never fails to happen.


5.      What are you working on now?

I just started Book 3 of the Gumbeaux Sistahs series.  This may be my favorite one yet!





AUTHOR Bio and Links:


Born in New Orleans, Jax came into this world with a sense of celebration of southern culture, food, family and fun. Translating that celebration into her writing and onto canvas is her true calling. Her colorful art depicts everything from her dancing Gumbeaux Sistahs paintings to her popular line of original Mini paintings of southern icons. Because over 25,000 of the mini paintings have been created and sold into art collections worldwide, Jax holds a world’s record for The Most Original Acrylic Paintings on Canvas by One Artist from the World's Record Academy. Jax art and gifts can be seen at

Jax is also the co-founder of the Women of Infinite Possibilities, an empowering women’s organization started in Covington, LA, where Jax lives today with her loveable, tornado-of-a-pug named Lucy.

The Gumbeaux Sistahs' series of novels is a work of love for Jax After painting the Sistahs for many years, she finally gives voice to these women characters who have something to say and constantly make Jax laugh when she writes about them.


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Saturday, October 24, 2020

Saturday Sample and Weekend Writing Warriors

Welcome to Saturday Sample and Weekend Writing Warriors. Today we'll continue to share excerpts from Never Trust a Pretty Wolf. On Sunday when you finish here, do go to for more excerpts from a bunch of great authors.

Liesel Wolf has a secret, a dangerous secret she’ll go to any lengths to conceal. When she’s paired in a charity game with sexy marshal Andy Bryce, a man with secrets of his own, her carefully constructed world comes crashing down, and Liesel’s on a collision course with her past.

Chapter One

Last Week

In spite of his sarcastic little comment about snake cages, it pleased Liesel for him to listen to her opinion. “Before we go off half‑cocked and run back down the mountain, we should look around the clearing to make sure we don’t overlook anything. The hiding place could still be nearby.”

“Okay, look around for something shaped like a diamond.”

“Look for anything blue too. Maybe the color of the pouch is significant, not what’s inside it. The diamonds could be a red herring meant to throw us off the trail. Some wildflowers are blue. Maybe he buried the coordinates in a patch of blue wildflowers.”

Both of them got up and started to look. They inspected the trees around the edge of the clearing in hopes of finding a diamond-­shaped opening, but nothing turned up.

This week: I've picked up where we left off last week.  Liesel speaks first.

Friday, October 23, 2020

Sympathy for the Devil


This post is part of a virtual book tour organized by Goddess Fish Promotions. The author will be awarding a $15 Amazon/BN GC to a randomly drawn winner.

Four warriors on one hell of a mission.

Lieutenant Colonel Tyler Graven is known as the “Demon of Kyoto,” and he specializes in death. When an assassin attempts to kill pharmaceutical mogul Mortimer Sackler, Tyler becomes the lead suspect and the target of a $100 million dollar hit. To save himself and clear his name, he must hunt down the true killer, a deadly entity known only as The Priest.

Tyler teams up with his former military unit, The Four Horseman, including his brother, crack-shot Corporal Jack Graven, the mysterious Lance Corporal Jin Xialong, and his one-time flame Colonel Diana Levitas. Once, they were an elite fighting team known for completing two of the most successful campaigns against terrorism ever launched. Now, they’ll find themselves locked in a war with The Church, the most influential organization on the planet--and pitted against the supernatural forces of the Underworld itself.

During their mission, Tyler and Jack learn of the legendary Black Muramasa, the only weapon that can destroy immortals such as demons, angels, vampires, seraphim, and nephilim. As they uncover the secrets of the ancient black blade--and their own heritage--they are faced with unforetold powers and infinite evils. If the Four Horsemen succeed, they may save themselves. If they fail, it’ll cost them their sanity, their lives, and even their souls...

Here comes an action-packed, gun-slinging fantasy adventure that packs the punch of a military thriller combined with high-stakes supernatural intrigue.

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Jack was in a somber mood as he led the way into the hole-in-the-wall bar called Pandora’s Lounge. He seemed more frigid than usual, and he limped when he walked. His normal stoicism was replaced with something that seemed akin to sorrow. I, on the other hand, entered with fists clenched, a gnawing in my stomach, and the stone cold certainty that I was walking into a lion’s den. I gritted my teeth and followed.

There weren’t many patrons visible in the gloomy lighting of the barren drinking hole. One man sat at the center of the bar, the chairs surrounding him vacant. On the far side of the bar a couple of old men who appeared to have mined coal since they could carry the sooty substance cast unwelcoming stares from blackened faces. Their hands gripped their mugs in vice grips that dared the world to try and loosen their grasps. They mumbled inaudibly about what I assumed was what the weather would be like tomorrow, or perhaps it was concerning the aches in their bones. Perhaps it was one and the same.

I eyed Jack with caution, uncertain as to what he would do next. The shadow seated center stage never so much as turned in our direction. He gazed ahead, both sleeping and awake, his hands folded one over the other in front of a still-full pint. Unconsciously, my hands inched toward my waist.

“I didn’t expect to see you again,” The Priest grunted, without so much as turning his head. “Long way from home pups. Run along. Your nanny must be worried sick.”

Jack said nothing. I couldn’t see his face, but he stood motionless with his hands at his sides, his legs slightly cocked as if he were about to ask The Priest to draw. I felt cool sweat begin to swell on my brow, and it trickled languidly down my face in an unending moment of silence.

The Priest snorted.

“I’ve got no problem with you pups. If you’ve got something to say, say it. If not, get.”


The old men at the far end of the bar scooped up their drinks, and quickly ducked out the back entrance.

“I don’t see Revolver. And you ain’t bold or fast enough boy.”

About the Author:Alex Stevens is a Marine Corps Veteran with two deployments and a graduate of the University of Nevada, Las Vegas Interdisciplinary Studies program, a unique undergraduate degree that caters to students with various interests of study. He is also an advent traveler and philosophy enthusiast who has spent a lifetime studying religions, with a focus on Non-denominational Christianity. Alex spends most of his time going for walks, spending time with loved ones, and when the juices are flowing, writing. Fantasy fiction is his great escape from the mundane and he likes to create fantastical realities that are blended with non-fictional people, places, and events.


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Thursday, October 22, 2020

Is Blood Thicker

Is Blood Thicker

by Kruze




GENRE:   Urban Fiction






Have you ever looked at your circle and wonder if the people in it are really down for you? That’s the question Ceasar constantly asks himself. In his eyes betrayal is a worse crime than murder, so think twice before crossing him.

Daquans’s was life was filled with what he considered to be normalcy. He is completely devoted to his wife, Aviana, and their son. But how deep does his loyalty run? Can he stay with Aviana when her past catches up with her, attempting to collect an unpaid debt?

Nolan is a prominent member of his family, but he’s also the only one who managed to make it out of the hood. His family looks to him for all type of assistance, including money, because he doesn’t have the heart to tell them enough is enough. Maybe it’s the guilt he feels from his secret that keeps him digging in his pocket for his loved ones.

Join us as we dive into these strangers lives to explore their inner circles. Lies will be told, secrets won’t be kept, and graves will have to be dug. Take this ride with us, and maybe you could answer the question, is blood thicker?






Daquan rushed back to his SUV. He grabbed his tablet and studied the app. It still said Aviana was at the school. There was nothing else to do but wait so that’s what he did. Thirty minutes passed and there was still no sign of Aviana. Just as Daquan got ready to pull off, someone came walking around the corner. At first, he paid them no attention. But they started towards Aviana’s car and instantly made Daquan watch them closer. He watched as they entered Aviana’s car. Although they dressed in all black Daquan knew that person wasn’t his wife.


The mystery person pulled off in Aviana’s car, leaving Daquan conflicted on what to do next. He quickly decided to follow Aviana’s Altima as it traveled through West Philly until it reached Upper Darby. The Altima pulled onto a small block and Daquan carefully followed. Soon the driver pulled into a driveway of a small house and shut the engine off. From down the block, he noticed the driver didn’t get out of the car. Slowly, he drove down the icy street, squinting his eyes at the Altima, hoping to get a look at the driver. No luck. There was no way he was going to be able to see inside with the combination of tint on the window and darkness outside. Instead, Daquan made a mental note of the house.

A Word With The Author:

 1.Did you always want to be an author? No, I didn’t want to be an author until I began taking my works serious in 2014. That is the same year I founded my publishing company, Urban Legends Publishing. I truly believe that this is what I’m meant to do with my lifetime.

2.Tell us about the publication of your first book. My first publication was a compilation of poetry titled Cap-Poetry. I’m going to release a new version of that book because I feel people deserve a better version.

3.Besides yourself, who is your favorite author in the genre you write in? My favorite authors in the urban fiction genre are Ashley and Jaquavis.

4.What's the best part of being an author? The worst? The best part about being an author is writing allows me to escape the real world. It also allow me to get my thoughts out my head. The worst thing writer’s block. When that happens I tend to pick up another project and start working on that.

5.What are you working on now? I’m currently working on Is Blood Thicker part 2, because people are already asking me for it. And Quest, a story dedicated to my cousin, Salim, who was murdered.  



AUTHOR Bio and Links:


Kruze was born in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. Although she always enjoyed writing poems as a way of expressing the things she didn’t feel comfortable saying out loud, she didn’t decide to seriously become a writer until after she graduated from high school. She started Urban Legends Publishing & Media as a way to create good literature for readers to enjoy. A self-described urban author with an erotic flare, Kruze wrote and published Cap-Poetry, a collection of poems about life, love, and sex from the viewpoint of a Capricorn as her first project. In November 2016, she released Lock and Load, a novel she co-wrote with Ace Capone, an author she signed to Urban Legends Publishing. Next up, is her novel, Is Blood Thicker, which was made available 8/4/2020.


Kruze has several single and joint projects coming out in the future, including another book of poetry, Letters to my Exes, and several novels, including Sins of the Father, Domain High, and The Money Team. She is always working, always striving for self-improvement both in her personal and professional lives. Be on the lookout for Kruze Hatch and Urban Legends Publishing & Media. You can find Kruze on Facebook at, via her website at, or email her at







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Wednesday, October 21, 2020

The Runaway Witch's Kiss



This post is part of a virtual book tour organized by Goddess Fish Promotions. Tamela Miles will be awarding a $10 Amazon or Barnes and Noble GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour. Click on the tour banner to see the other stops on the tour.

Nahla Gregory is a witch on the run from a bad domestic situation. Tomas Castillo, a warlock, has a prepared safe haven for her, while dealing with his own problem, his neutered magickal powers. He’s sworn to protect her and to keep his hands off her, but Nahla is downright tempting. Danger is coming for them and combining their powers may be the only way to survive the storm.

Can Tomas keep Nahla safe, as promised, while she helps him rediscover his long forgotten magick?

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Sebastian waved a hand. “So, I overreacted. I promised you it’ll never happen again, There’s no room in our life together for other men. I told you that from the start. I-I guess the idea of you spending time, even having a coffee, with someone else pushed all my buttons and I went crazy with jealousy.”

She heaved a deep sigh. “But, there’s no reason to be jealous.”

He strode over to stand above her, stroking her forehead with his fingers. “Look more closely in the mirror, Nahla. I have every reason to be jealous. You’re beautiful. Other men want to own you.”

She batted his fingers away impatiently and met his gaze squarely. ‘If you lay a hand on me again, I’m gone. No explanations, no excuses – I’ll be in the wind.”

Her phone pinged again. “I take it we’re both settling in for the evening.”

She shook her head. “No, I’m going to see my Mom.”

His lips flattened and his gaze went cold. He put his back to her and swiped her phone from the counter. “Not tonight. You’re staying right here. I won’t hurt you again but I mean what I say. I always come first in this relationship. Your mother can see you some other day.”

About the Author:
Tamela Miles is a school psychologist with Ed.S and PPS credential and a graduate of California State University San Bernardino and California State University Dominguez Hills. She is also a former flight attendant. She grew up in Altadena, California in that tumultuous time known as the 1980s. She now resides with her family in the Inland Empire, CA. She's a horror/paranormal romance writer mainly because it feels so good having her characters do bad things and, later, pondering what makes them so bad and why they can never seem to change their wicked ways.

She enjoys emails from people who like her work. In fact, she loves emails. She can be contacted at or her Facebook page, Tamela Miles Books. She also welcomes reader reviews and enjoys the feedback from people who love to read as much as she does.

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