Monday, July 6, 2015

Spotlight - Author Chelle Ramsey

Today in the spotlight is author Chelle Ramsey.  She's here today to tell us about her new release, BeJeweled: What a Tangled Web We Weave, (The House of Bejeweled, Book 2).  I really enjoyed reading book 1, Bejeweled: The Flight of an Angel and I can't wait to read this new release.  The cover is gorgeous.

Title: Bejeweled: What a Tangled Web We Weave
Release date: June 11, 2015




Olivia’s dreams have finally begun to come true, as she marries the man who’s held her heart for twenty years. Her beauty salon is prospering, and she has begun rebuilding her team, after seeds of discord were sowed and bonds were broken. Everything is beginning to look up, or so she thinks. When a scandal is leaked to the media, Olivia’s dream of expanding is in jeopardy. She must step up and play hard ball in a game with which she’s unfamiliar.
Nikki had dreams of building a beautiful family with a loving husband. But after looking at the shattered pieces of her broken life, she is losing hope and desires more. She wants more than the shame of barrenness, and more than physical abuse from his drinking binges. One phone call gives her courage to escape the deadly clutches of her husband. Yet, when she finds strength in another’s arms she finds herself spinning more lies. Nikki’s web of deceit is going to cost all those who are close and it could just cost her, her life.

When deception is the name of the game, who all will have to share the pain?

Going into the salon, she was prepared to hear some good, old-fashioned gossip. It was healing for the soul sometimes. And with the strange moods her husband was experiencing lately, she needed some healing. She thought back on Nikki’s words and hoped the gossip would be fun rather than malicious.

"So, is it serious, Ty?" Maya asked.

"To me it is," her master stylist, Tyrone, replied as Olivia sat in her chair. She maintained a chair of her own, because despite being a business woman, doing hair was her first love.

"Who are you in love with now, Ty?" a client asked.

"Nonya" he replied with a smirk.

"Who is that?" the young girl asked.

"None of yo business," Tyrone replied and started laughing.

Olivia shook her head at his foolishness.
"Honey, don’t pay Ty no mind. He in love with somebody new every two weeks. He fall in love more than some folks get a paycheck," Belinda cracked.

"Girlfriend, at least I got somebody to fall for, and I ain’t playing with them toys on lonely nights."

"Ladies, gentleman, let’s not be crass," Olivia corrected.

Tyrone put his hand over his mouth and apologized. He had not seen Olivia enter the hair salon from her office in the rear.

"Hey, is that our shop?" Darla asked, pointing at the flat screen TV hanging on a wall overhead.

"Yeah. What’s going on?" Maya asked.

"Someone turn that up?" Belinda hollered out.

As they were turning up the volume, Olivia had risen from her chair and began fast-walking towards her salon doors. She clicked the locks just as she saw someone attempting to enter.

"What the hell is going on?" Belinda asked with her hands on her ample hips. Frown lines creased the folds of dark brown skin around her eyes and across her forehead. She laid down her beveling iron to move closer to the TV screen. There wasn’t an eye that wasn’t glued to that tube, except for Olivia’s. She was closing the blinds over the windows of the shop. When the waiting clients in the lobby noticed what she was doing, they jumped up to do the same thing.

"Mrs. O, come here and check this out," Tyrone called.

"…and it happened right here in this very shop. Here’s a clip of that fight that occurred back in the spring." The TV panned to a very clear shot of Angel and Kianna brawling in the middle of the hair section of BeJeweled.

Amazon: C. Michelle Ramsey Amazon or Chelle Ramsey Amazon

About Author:


An original Georgia Peach, Chelle Ramsey is the author of five published and several waiting-on-the-shelf contemporary fiction books, with a focus on women's fiction. Many of her stories are based in her birthplace of Atlanta or her husband’s hometown of Cincinnati, where readers can relate to local hot spots and events. Chelle wants people to become empowered to rise above life's adversities, with faith in God, and belief in themselves. She sprinkles words of encouragement and inspiration throughout all of her real life fiction novels.

Chelle holds an MBA in Human Resource Management, which she puts to use in her property management role by day, while she writes her fiction novels by night. Her most important roles are those of a wife and mother of three. During her "me time," she loves listening to music, and becomes enraptured with the enthralling stories of Terry McMillan, and Nora Roberts. She especially enjoys trying to solve the engaging mysteries of James Patterson and Stuart Woods, while eating a bowl of butter pecan ice cream. Chelle resides in a rural community of Atlanta, GA and enjoys writing, family time, ministering through dance at church, and watching NBA games with her husband.

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Friday, April 10, 2015

Spotlight - Author Angelia Vernon Menchan

It is my pleasure to have in the spotlight today Author Angelia Vernon Menchan.  This author has numerous published books.  I had the pleasure of reading her work and I can tell you that I was pleased.  Her new title, Trinidad and April's Amelie, releases today.

Title: Trinidad and April's Amelie
Release date: April 10, 2015


Hello.April snatched up the phone. She didnt recognize the number.

Big sister, I know you think you are gaming now but I am not that dispensable.Amelie said. April could hear in her voice she was under the influence of something. Your man gave me enough money to handle me for now…”

April felt dread in her belly because she knew Amelie was not going to be anywhere around to sign anything for a while.

Amy, where are you?April could hear caustic laughter pouring through the phone.

Wouldnt you like to know…” she said before hanging up the phone.

Amelie strolled through the streets of LA with a cup in her hand. She was currently only getting her drink on but the day was young. She needed to find a hotel. Seeing a young man posted up against a building dressed in all black and he was young and hungry looking, made her change her direction, slowly and sensually walked up to him.

I need a hotel room but whats hotel room without a youngunshe thought.

Making eye contact with her, he could see her game all over her and in the white sheer dress; she was what was up in that moment. Without a word, she turned on her heel and pulling his cap down over his eyes, he followed

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About Author:

Angelia Vernon Menchan is an author, publisher entrepreneur who is about forward motion while remembering history...

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Friday, March 27, 2015

Release Day!

Today I'm so excited because it's the release of my new book, Teardrops Know My Name, and I’m touring and making stops at a couple of spots.  I’ll be giving away an Amazon Gift card to one lucky winner while stopping here: 

WNL Virtual Book Tours

I will also be featured and interviewed today on my friend and fellow author Michele Kimbrough’s blog today.  Come stop by and join us.  Check out some of her books while you’re there:

Saturday, March 21, 2015

Writing Tips

I was tagged yesterday on Facebook to write seven secrets of writing.  I don't really have any writing secrets.  I'm a work in progress, but here's some of what I've learned from the best with a few of my own:

1.  Find a special place or time to write that’s good for you.

2.  Nothing is written in stone.  It will go through several drafts until the finished product.  The first draft doesn’t have to be perfect.  You can change as much as you would like.  Don’t be afraid to move things around, cut out whole scenes or chapters if they don’t fit.

3.  Don’t get stuck on word count.  Just write your story, no matter how long or how short.

4.  Read, read, read.  Read different genres. Read well written books.

5. Write, write, write.  Write as much and as often as you can.  Even if it’s a word, a sentence or a paragraph.  Writing is not a marathon, you can take your time.

6. When editing your manuscript, print it and read it out loud.

7.  Lastly, remember the reason you started writing in the first place.

Monday, March 2, 2015

Spotlight - Author LaQuette

Hanging with me again in the spotlight, Author La Quette.  She's back with her new release, Divided Heart.  I fell in love with book one, Heart of the Matter and can't wait to read Divided Heart. 

Title: Divided Heart: Queens of Kings Book 2
Publisher: Hot Ink Press
Release Date: February 22, 2015
Buy link: Amazon
Author contact info:
Twitter @LaQuettelikes

He was a tall man with alabaster skin and midnight locks that fell beyond his shoulders and down his back. He was dressed in a crisp grey business suit that made his crystal blue eyes sparkle. He wore a knowing smile that said, “I know you know that I’m the ish.” He was a cocky bastard, true, but she had firsthand knowledge of just how amazing he really was. She also had firsthand knowledge that everything that self-assured smile promised, he was more than capable of delivering. He sat on her desk with his long legs stretched out in front of him and crossed at the ankles. Easy, calm, confident, and sexy as all hell.
“You know you’re risking life and limb by sitting on my desk like you own it, right?” she asked as she closed the door behind her. She looked around to make certain the blinds on her office windows and doors were in a closed position, this was a moment that was meant solely for the two of them.
“I may not own the desk, but I own the woman that it belongs to…so I kinda do own it if you think about it,” he said as the silky sureness of his voice traveled across the room and pulled her to him.
Before she could say just how it happened, she was standing in front of him between spread legs, falling into the broad expanse of his chest. “You own me do you?” Her voice hitched as she felt his fingers skate from her fingers to her arms causing her skin to sizzle.
“I thought that’s what these rings we wear meant? I own you, you own me? Was I wrong?” He leaned in and placed a light kiss on her cheek, and just like any other time his skin met hers, a sensual burn began to singe the area where his lips had rested for only a brief second.
“Mmmm,” she moaned. “You bet your pretty ass we belong to each other.” She wrapped her hand in his long tresses and pulled him to her, letting her body sink into his and searching for the connection only his kiss could bring. She found his warm, soft lips and mewled into the decadence of the pleasure they ignited inside her.
“God I wish we were home instead of in my office.”

About Author:

A native of Brooklyn, New York, LaQuette spends her time catering to her three distinct personalities: Wife, Mother, and Educator. Writing--her escape from everyday madness--has always been a friend and comforter. She loves writing and devouring romance novels. Although she possesses a graduate degree in English Lit, she'd forego Shakespeare any day to read something hot, lusty, and romantic.
She loves hearing from readers and discussing the crazy characters that are running around in her head causing so much trouble. Contact her on Facebook, Twitter, her website, Amazon, and her Facebook group, LaQuette's Lounge.

Here are her other books:
Heart of the Matter

Heart “Mac” MacKenzie is a tough police lieutenant in the NYPD servicing the rough streets of Brooklyn, New York.  She’s a strong leader who doesn’t mind getting in the trenches with the men and women she leads at the seventy-fourth precinct. Her house, her people, and her family—both blue and blood—are the only things that matter.  She would live and die for the blue wall that shields her from a traumatic past.
When her captain assigns her a high-profile kidnapping case that she doesn’t want, and insists she allows the missing girl’s irritatingly sexy uncle to tag along during the investigation, her blood boils.  Mac has no choice but to do what she always does when things get out of control, lay down the law—her law.
Kenneth Searlington is a rich playboy from the Upper East Side of Manhattan.  With stunning looks and an unlimited source of wealth, he’s used to being the center of everyone’s attention, especially the women that he comes in contact with in high society. His life is fun and carefree until his niece, Merridith is kidnapped, and he’s forced to seek out the help of his godfather an NYPD police captain, David Porter.
Afraid and frustrated, Kenneth defers to his uncle’s expertise and his promise that he’s putting his best cop on the case, Lieutenant MacKenzie.  When Kenneth discovers “Mac” is actually a sexy as sin lady cop with a fiery temper to match, he decides mixing a little business with pleasure might be just the thing he needs to distract him from long-standing family issues that are trying to crawl their way back into the forefront of his life.
Each used to having their own way, can these two work together long enough to bring an innocent child home?  Or will they settle their differences and unyielding attraction in a more carnal way and get right down to the heart of the matter?
Available on Amazon
My Beginning

Genesis Lawrence left her home and family in Brooklyn, New York ten years ago and never looked back. When you've spent your entire life protecting yourself from the ones that are supposed to love you, running to the other side of the country seems like the best idea ever. Emotionally bankrupt, she begins rebuilding her life after failed familial connections and a broken marriage leave her too raw to ever believe happiness exists for her. Work as a Physical Therapist in her rehab clinic is all she knows and all she wants.
Drew Marrack has spent the last year of his life trying to end the soul-searing pain of losing his mother by any means necessary, even if that means ending him—literally. After a tragic accident and a resulting disability that devastates the tattered remnants of his world, only one name can give him a brand-new start: Genesis.

Pain, heartache, secrets, and tragedy from the past bring them together, and then fight to tear them apart. Is new love strong enough to give them the fresh beginning they both need, or is this simply the beginning of their end?

Available on Amazon

Monday, February 16, 2015

Spotlight - Author Té Russ

It’s my pleasure to welcome back Author Té Russ to tell us about her brand new release, Love After War.   If you haven’t already purchased this fantastic read from this amazing author, go get your copy now.
Title: Love After War
Released: February 13, 2015
About the book:
Connie and Drew have been butting heads since they were teenagers. With Connie refusing to talk about anything from their past, Drew has never figured out what made them go from friends to enemies.
Drew decides to finally get to the root of their lifelong feud when Connie ends up in Texas for a remodeling project. When the truth comes out, it just might bring out some feelings both of them have been refusing to acknowledge for over a decade.

“What are we doing here Andrew?” Connie asked, annoyed.
“This is where were having lunch,” he replied simply. “You still eat pizza dont you?”
They were standing in the waiting area of Uno Chicago Grill, simply known as Unos in the area.
It looked a lot like a pizzeria they used to go to as kids in the summer in Galveston. She wondered if hed brought her here on purpose.
“Yes, I still eat pizza but–”
“Great, here comes the hostess to sit us.”
The lady barely looked at Connie; she was so busy eyeballing Drew. And flirting just a tad too much.
“Can I get you anything to drink honey?” she cooed, while brushing her hand up and down his shoulder.
“What?” she asked, tearing her glare away from the woman.
He tried to hide the smirk on his face. “What would you like to drink?”
“Iced tea. Sweet.”
“Ill have the same thing,” he said, never taking his eyes off of Connie. “Ice tea. Sweet.”
“Im sure its not as sweet as you.”
“Im hardly sweet,” he replied, causing the hostess to laugh a little too hysterically and all but throw herself into Drews lap.
After she was done fawning over him, she sauntered off, with an exaggerated sway of her hips.
Connie couldnt wipe the scowl off of her face and Drew was about to say something when Miss Laughs-a-lot returned.
“Joss will be your waitress today, but if you need anything, dont hesitate to call.”
Connie watched as the woman slipped a piece of paper down in front of him. She rolled her eyes as the woman walked away.
“Unbelievable,” Connie murmured.
“What is?”
“That... woman. She was throwing herself all over you Andrew.”
He shrugged. “I suppose she was a little flirty.”
Connie laughed. “A little flirty? Andrew please! She was two seconds away from giving you a lap dance right in front of me. And she didnt acknowledge me once. It was as if I wasnt even here. For all she knew I could have been your date or girlfriend, but she didnt care.”
“But you do?” Drew asked, with a raised eyebrow.
“Excuse me?”
“Well, youre not my girlfriend. And technically this isnt a date, just lunch. So why do you care if some hostess flirts with me?”
“You are completely incorrigible! Its simply rude of her to flirt with a man in front of lady company. And its just bad customer service to ignore patrons. Besides that, I dont care who flirts with you or whom you flirt with.”
“Ah but thats the thing! I didnt flirt with her. In fact, if I recall, I never took my eyes off of you.”
Connie opened her mouth to argue, but she couldnt because he was right. Drew seemed to have barely to noticed the hostess.
“If I didnt know any better, Barb, Id say you were jealous.”
He watched as the color rose up her neck and filled her cheeks. “Andrew McAllister, I am not jealous of some floozy hitting on you!”
He chuckled, and then said, “‘The lady doth protest too much, methinks!’”
She scoffed. “Quoting Hamlet does not make you cute.”
“So what does make me cute?” he asked, his voice filled with a hint of intrigue.
Connie threw a napkin at him and he laughed out loud.
Joss, the waitress, showed up then and took their food orders. She was clearly a young girl, probably a college student and was completely enamored with Drew as well. Thankfully, she wasnt shameless like the hostess. The poor girl could barely speak. She kept looking at Connie and stealing glances toward Drew, as if he were the sun and just too bright to look at directly.
Drew ordered for them remembering exactly how Connie liked her pizza.
Another thing from their past, shed thought. But she let it slide this time, because the poor girl nearly knocked over their glasses of iced tea.
“Im so sorry,” she apologized to them both.
“Its all right,” he said to her.
Connie nodded. “Dont worry honey, no harm done.”
The girl scuffled off to put in their orders and Connie couldnt help but laugh.
“The great Andrew McAllister, turning women all over the place into crazed fools.”
“Except you,” he said sarcastically.
If only you knew, she thought.
“Im not the only one causing trouble in here,” he said, interrupting her thoughts.
“What in the world are you talking about?”
“The man sitting at the table behind you, at your five oclock...”
Connie used the excuse of tucking her hair behind her ear to glance over her shoulder and caught a man averting his eyes from their direction.
“Hes been staring at your legs, since you walked past him.”
“What? Thats ridicu–”
“The man at the table behind me, at your two oclock.. .”
He waited for her to glance over his shoulder and then look back at him.
Well,” he said, slightly annoyed, “Lets just say hes been looking a little bit North of your legs, South of your neck.”
She gasped at what he was implying.
“How could you know that?” she asked in a whisper, leaning closer toward him.
“Part of my job is to make sure I know everything going on in my surroundings.”
“Well, I guess you do your job pretty well.”
He shrugged. “Im still alive.
There was something in the tone of his voice when he said those words. If she didnt know any better, she would have thought it sounded like remorse.
About the Author:
 Growing up an introvert, Té Russ found solace in literary arts at an early age. She found reading to be a vehicle to broader horizons and writing a form of self-expression. She began writing love stories in her adolescent years as a way to expel her youthful thoughts of love into words. Since then she has gone from writing stories and thoughts of love in journals to attending college for journalism and falling in love, which has allowed those youthful words of love to blossom into a series of stories in her romance novels. Though she has an immense appreciation for the sheer smell that books collectively exert, she also has found balance to her introverted nature with adrenaline inducing activities. So if she does not have her nose pressed deeply into a book or her pen ticking through a pad, you may also find this mother of three baking some tasty treats, jumping out of airplanes, cheering her husband on at the top of her lungs at MMA fights, buzzing down the interstate on the back of motorcycles, or kayaking.
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