Tuesday, October 27, 2020
Monday, October 26, 2020
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 1, 2019. 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 www.artbyjax.com.
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. http://www.gumbeauxsistahs.com/
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Saturday, October 24, 2020
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 http://www.wewriwa.blogspot.com for more excerpts from a bunch of great authors.
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
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.
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
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 https://www.facebook.com/kruze.da.author215, via her website at www.urbanlegendspm.com, or email her at firstname.lastname@example.org.
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Wednesday, October 21, 2020
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.
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.”
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Tuesday, October 20, 2020
Monday, October 19, 2020
"Music to soothe the soul...A connection that was felt by both, A smile that set MY heart tingling. <3” Chele, Goodreads
"I definitely would like to see made into full length stories because they were so engaging from Sydney Logan, Melanie Moreland, and Jo Richardson. ” Shannon, Goodreads