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MIDNIGHT MASQUERADE
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Sophia is in trouble. Again.
Maybe it’s the masks. Maybe she needs to feel something other than regret. Whatever the reason, she is either daring… or foolish… when she trades places with another submissive, and ends up spending the night in her mysterious boss’s bed.
He doesn’t recognize her, but now she’s had him, she knows one taste of his dark love will never be enough.
Gabriel Ryan has one firm rule: don’t sleep with employees.
Even though he’s infuriated beyond measure to discover Sophia in his bed after a night of mind-blowing pleasure, she is now in his blood. He craves her. Needs her. Yearns for her surrender.
But she is forbidden. He will break her with his dark desires.
When Sophia’s dangerous past waltzes into his club, Gabriel must protect her. He must claim her. And break every single one of his rules to keep her safe.
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Son of a bitch!
She’d pulled it off again.
Gabriel Ryan surveyed the crowded scene at Eternal Eros, amazed by the transformation of his club. Tonight, it was decorated for the feast of May Day, with May Day poles stationed throughout the club. Great wreaths, and streamers bursting with colorful flowers were draped along balconies and overhead, transforming the black floors and walls into something bordering on ethereal. The patrons in attendance were fully invested, dressed in all manner of costumes from elegant to bawdy, with the added touch of masks, shielding their real personas, allowing them to transform themselves for the Masquerade Ball. In a few short months, his event coordinator, Sophia, had taken his club from great to the crème de la crème of nightclubs in Denver, catapulting it into the top hot spot in the city.
His bank account wept with joy.
There wasn’t much Gabe relished more than adding to his company’s sizable funds, the exception being finding a sub for the night, and losing himself in the pleasures of the flesh. Not that there had been much of that lately. There always seemed to be one task or another vying for his attention. Eternal Eros was one of many companies under the umbrella of RMD Industries, his family’s conglomerate enterprise that was the parent company for a plethora of businesses—including this club.
Thinking of his event coordinator, he smiled. The ballsy woman was half his size, smart as a whip, immensely creative, and didn’t back away from a fight, not to mention she was a stunning beauty, with one of the purest souls he had ever met.
It really was a shame she worked for him, because she stirred him with her direct gaze and take no prisoners attitude. But since she did, she was in the off-limits category. Gabe prided himself on his control. It was part and parcel of being a Master. In his opinion, a Dom who couldn’t manage his lust and baser instincts, was a piss poor excuse for a Dominant. It was why he followed a set of self-imposed rules he had established years ago.
Rule number one: he didn’t fuck his employees. Ever.
Mixing business with pleasure was simply bad business.
Rule number two: no falling in love. Gabe kept his heart to himself, no matter the scene or the submissive. Nothing good ever came from allowing your emotions to get in the way. It was why he kept his interactions with the opposite sex to the club or the private playroom in his penthouse, but he never allowed the women to spend the night, and didn’t permit them anywhere near his bedroom.
And rule number three: never lose control. A Master who couldn’t control himself and his responses in all things was a sad excuse for a Dom.
About the Author:
Born in St. Louis, Missouri, Anya grew up listening to Cardinals baseball and reading anything she could get her hands on. She remembers her mother saying if only she would read the right type of books instead binging her way through the romance aisles at the bookstore, she’d have been a doctor. While Anya never did get that doctorate, she graduated cum laude from the University of Missouri-St. Louis with an M.A. in History.
Anya is a bestselling and award-winning author published in multiple fiction genres. She also writes urban fantasy, paranormal romance, and contemporary romance under the name Maggie Mae Gallagher. A total geek at her core, when she is not writing, she adores attending the latest comic con or spending time with her family. She currently lives in the Midwest with her two furry felines.
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BLOOD OF THE DRAGONFLY
Blood of the Dragonfly
by Hawk MacKinney
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GENRE: Fiction/Mystery/Suspense
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BLURB:
While dangling a fishing hook from his flat bottom skiff before dawn, former SEAL-turned-PI Craige Ingram spots grey-black smoke coiling above the treetops across the river in the direction of the Georgia bayous and Corpsewood Manor. Bayou or bogs, fire in the uncut cypress and pines bodes a sense that the river is no barrier to the fire that threatens his ancestral home, Moccasin Hollow. Neither are the bodies later found in the burned mansion of Corpsewood Manor. Craige wastes no time in helping his ex-SEAL buddy Lt. Graysen MacGerald who is now Head of Buckingham Homicide Investigations by unofficially investigating the bodies and an exquisite dragonfly brooch found in the mansion with a reputation for evil, hauntings, and mystery.
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EXCERPT
“How many times you got to be told to stay away from this place?” Clenched fist, a threatening stomp through the ashes and rubble of Corpsewood toward Kenyon, was no bluff.
Kenyon said, “Ain’t got no other place ‘cept them leaky sheds behind the garage. Least before the fire, I had a place to sleep. Got kicked out of my other place.”
“I’ll just bet they let your sweet cheeks sleepover. You’re just the kind of meat they liked to sucker in.”
“Now I got no place, an’ nights are gettin’ colder.”
“Get a job. Quit blowing your money, and you’d have a place of your own. They the ones that hooked you on crystal?”
Kenyon whined, “I told you. I don’t do drugs.”
Steady raven-black gaze, “Cut the crap. Ever’body’s heard all your stories. Out’a your mouth never been nothing but pity-me mewling.” Between a snarl and a chuckle, “I suppose you never done meth, push crank up your nose—whatever’s on the streets to stoke in your arms.” Glanced at the needle tracks on both arms, “Or running out’a veins in your arms and using the ones in your ankles. Wash your stringy, greasy hair; take a bath, stop acting like some mangy animal.”
“I don’t snort crystal or Nazi dope,” Kenyon griped. “You’re like ever’body else, judging someone by the way we live.”
“I don’t care what you’re on, but anyone fool enough to supply you is askin’ for trouble if that goddamn homicide Lieutenant MacGerald starts nosing around, asking questions. And his friggin’ PI SEAL mate Ingram helpin’ him is worse.”
Kenyon wiped his nose across the grimy grunge sleeve of his jacket. “If you hadn’t torched the house, I’d still have me a place.”
Knotted a fist in Kenyon’s jacket, “Buttin’ into stuff that don’t concern you ain’t good for your health. I ain’t telling you again. I didn’t start no fire. I don’t know who did, but if I find out, they won’t be startin’ no more fires.”
Kenyon squinched his face, “Ever’body always puts the blame on me.” Didn’t want no cops finding out he’d done a couple of torch-for-insurance.
Yanked Kenyon eyeball to eyeball closer, “Don’t give me shit, and don’t make trouble. Get your ass off from around Corpsewood Manor, and don’t let me catch you around here again.” Shoved Kenyon backwards against charred support beams.
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AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Hawk MacKinney began writing mysteries for his school newspaper, served in the US Navy for over 20 years, earned two postgraduate degrees with studies in languages and history, taught postgraduate courses in the United States and Jerusalem, authored professional articles and chordate embryology texts on fetal and adult anatomy, and is well known for his works of fiction. Moccasin Trace, a historical novel, was nominated for the prestigious Michael Shaara Award for Excellence in Civil War Fiction and the Writers Notes Book Award. Both his CAIRNS OF SANCTUARIE science fiction series and the MOCCASIN HOLLOW MYSTERY series have received worldwide recognition.
https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/698008.Hawk_MacKinney
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Thanks for being my guest. Tell us about you as a person.
Nothing earth-shaking. What makes this writer me is how fortunate I was to have lived a childhood and teen years west of the Mississippi on the sprawling unfenced domains of parents, aunts, uncles, grandparents, in-laws and outlaws. I was alone but never lonely. There were horses which I rode bareback, a rope halter, no bridle or bit, the saddle left in the barn. One of my favorite memories is of me on my favorite quarter horse with the dogs, waiting for the late afternoon belching-steam engine ramming its long freight along the track, screaking as it highballed through the creek valley. Till my last days, there will remain a harkening in my train-foamer soul for the steam whistle undulating its greeting to me with a big wave from the engineer. It’s a liberty of the free spirit and a refreshing of the soul that no crowded city, credit card or possession can ever achieve.
If you could hang out with one famous person for one day, who would it be and why?
The program Director/Publisher of NOVA. It would be such a great opportunity to delve into the mind of this person and find out how they come up with their ideas.
What’s the story behind your latest book?
A blackened set of ruins, anonymous corpses, missing crime reports, designer jewelry mixed with plots and double twists. It is loosely based on a true crime.
What is your writing process?
I write best in my study. No windows, NO music. Editing is the opposite…the hammer-and-screwdriver of cleaning up/deleting junk can be done anywhere, but preferably in the study.
Tell us about your main character/fiction
Many of the characters in the Moccasin Hollow Mystery Series are serial characters. The main character, Craige Ingram, is a Navy Seal no longer on active duty, currently a parttime PI. Having inherited his Grannie’s ancestral Moccasin Hollow land and home on the South Carolina side of the Savanno River—the Isondiga River named for the Isondiga tribe—Craige is comfortable within his Moccasin Hollow home, and he picks and chooses cases that suit him.
If your book was to be turned into a movie, who would play the lead role and why.
Eric Christian Olsen – he can fill out the characters who are rough around edges, and know the rules but inch over the edge when necessary. But he can go tender with those he cares about.
What are you working on next?
Book 6 of the Moccasin Hollow Mystery Series is in final edit(s). This story is about the unpredictable world of the psychopath who knows the rules but lives by his or her own rules. Seemingly well-adjusted, this is one of the most dangerous personalities that lurks in the emotional crevasses of our killer-ape brains.
What advice do you have for other writers who want to get the word out about their book?
If you like to write, write. Hunt-and-seek good members for your marketing team. Follow honesty and trust. They’re golden. Ignored the sour apples of jealous…never take their numb-brained bitterness for genuineness – it’s not. Don’t be afraid to market outside of the box. Be innovative.
What is your favorite book on your shelf right now?
The Grammar and Vocabulary of Ancient Hieroglyphs…800 thin fine-print oversized pages. I have only managed the first 10pp. Still working at it –
Do you have any special/extraordinary talents?
Perhaps not taking myself too seriously. I don’t let being published be the glory of existence and let it go to my head from the wrong end of Mother Nature’s anatomy.
You are given the choice of one superpower. What superpower would you have and why?
An unending supply of inner patience – it can solve issues before they become problems.
List 5 things on your bucket list:
- Living long enough to put to write the books from all the notes across my cross-genre drafts
- Having a stable with a couple of mixed-blood quarter horses – along with the dogs
- Remodeling my fishing cabin and living (wild dream) with no phone
- Having time to edit the 2 working drafts in my sci-fi series
- Getting me a used pick’em-up truck
Where can readers find you on the web?
Any final thoughts?
None of them copyrighted…yet.
Hawk MacKinney
www.hawkmackinneyauthor.com
THE PLACE BEYOND HER DREAMS
The Place Beyond Her Dreams
by Oby Aligwekwe
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GENRE: YA, Fantasy (Black & African American Fantasy Fiction)
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BLURB:
“We are most courageous at our weakest; when we believe we have faced what we fear the most and have nothing more to lose.”
At the sudden death of her grandfather, Ona’s pain transports her to mystical Luenah—a place of infinite possibilities, free of turf wars and other ills that plague the earthly dimension she lives in. In Luenah, where her grandfather awaits her, Ona learns she is an Eri, one bestowed with unique intuitive and spiritual gifts passed down from generation-to-generation.
On her eighteenth birthday, she returns to Luenah and is handed a box to deposit her ‘exchange’ for love and happiness—her great desires.
Burdened by her quest, Ona crosses paths with danger and heartbreak as the two men that love her dearly are viciously pitted against each other. As evil looms, she learns that dreams carry a hefty price, and no one is who they seem. Now, she must unmask the villain and save the one she loves, even at the risk of losing everything she holds dear.
Set against the backdrop of two warring towns, Oby Aligwekwe’s Young Adult debut—told from the viewpoint of her main character—is inspired by her West African heritage, fables, and spiritual beliefs. Ona’s journey reveals the power of choice, the true source of happiness, and, most importantly, the transformation one must go through to realize and eventually occupy their purpose.
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EXCERPT
Amidst all that chaos, Okem lifted me with both hands and walked in the direction of the house. Everyone stared at us in amazement. Okem had grown from the scrawny child that came to live
with us a few years back to a strong teenager. I couldn’t believe it was the same person who had irritated me so much the first time I met him that sacrificed his own life to save me.
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Before long, Okem became my greatest friend, brother, and teacher. My grandmother sent Okem to the community secondary school in Ntebe, and I moved away from home to attend the private co-ed in Ajidi, the big city. Okem’s school wasn’t highly ranked, but it was relatively good. It had produced some high caliber individuals that went on to become successful leaders in the community. In contrast, my school was one of the highest-ranked schools in Ajidi. It was reserved for the brightest and the most privileged pupils—the children of the rich, and top government officials.
Despite the differences in our upbringing, Okem and I treated each other as equals. I wished I could see him every day I was in school. Unfortunately, that luxury was left for the holidays and once a term when he came along with my grandmother on visiting days. On those special occasions, Okem dressed in his Sunday best and wore his hair in a different hairstyle each time to impress me—whatever was in style that season. The haircuts always had a name —“pompadour” or “high top fade,” or “mohawk.” It was always something funny. I could sense his excitement whenever he showed them off. Those occasions were the most memorable of my stay in boarding school.
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AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Oby Aligwekwe is the author of Nfudu and Hazel House. The Place Beyond Her Dreams is her Young Adult debut.
Oby’s first novel, Nfudu, a romance set in 1960’s Paris, received critical acclaim and was featured in publications such as Excellence Magazine and Mosaic Editions. Her second novel, Hazel House, paints a vivid portrait of how the needs of humans collide amidst intense desire and the quest for power. In her Young Adult debut, The Place Beyond Her Dreams, the protagonist Ona goes on a transformative journey to discover her purpose.
A talented writer, Oby is also an inspirational speaker and a chartered accountant. She lives in Oakville, Ontario, with her family and supports her community through her charity Éclat Beginnings.
When Oby is not working on her day job or whipping up stories, she enjoys traveling to exotic locations and bringing pieces of her travel with her. She lives in Oakville, Ontario, with her family and supports her community through her charity Éclat Beginnings.
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NIGHT TO DAWN 39
Night to Dawn 39
by Barbara Custer
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GENRE: Dark Fantasy
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BLURB:
The apocalypse of the movie screen and the printed page has become a reality. A microbe threatens humanity, making Corona seem like the common cold. Innocents die to appease young and hungry gods. A doctor feeds the souls of his patients to a demon. Featuring Marge Simon, Lee Clark Zumpe, Margaret L. Carter, Rod Marsden, Matthew Wilson, and other authors.
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EXCERPT:
Excerpt from Kevin R. Doyle’s “Why is?”
She’s (notice I don’t address her by name, seeing as I have no clue where she came from, let alone her name) spending more and more time out on the enclosed patio these days, while I barely stir from my old rocking chair, all the way across the living room, which has two large doors that open out onto the patio.
In the more normal past, those doors usually stayed shut. With the shoreline only a hundred yards away, all manner of dirt and critters could have invaded the house. But then, as the news got progressively worse, and the lockdowns and quarantines which began in Europe started marching across the globe, Roger went to the trouble and expense of installing the large, transparent plexiglass shell that completely encloses the patio. We got into the habit of throwing open the doors, which gave the illusion of a wide-open space throughout the house.
Minus the invasion of critters.
It seemed a good idea at the time, and Roger installed the material even before the majority of government mandates on how best to combat the scourge. But we didn’t realize that things would stay so permanent, and shortly before he passed away, Roger grumbled at the fact that the once-clear barrier had begun to dull and darken.
Even when I stand right up against it, as I occasionally still do, my old eyes can’t see much besides murk. But if I listen as hard as I can, and there’s no other sound, I can sometimes hear the surf crashing against the shore.
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AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Barbara lives near Phila., PA, retired from her job as a respiratory therapist. Nowadays, she chases Mylar balloons at the supermarket, enjoys a fright flick, or works on horror and science fiction tales. Many of her short stories have appeared in numerous small press magazines. She’s been editor of Night to Dawn Magazine since 2004.
Books by Barbara include When Blood Reigns, Twilight Healer, The Forgotten People, Steel Rose, City of Brotherly Death, Close Liaisons, and Life Raft: Earth. She enjoys bringing her medical background to the printed page and then blending it with supernatural horror. She maintains a presence on Facebook, Twitter, and The Writers Coffeehouse forum. Look for the photos with the Mylar balloons, and you’ll find Barbara.
Website: www.bloodredshadow.com
Facebook: www.facebook.com/barbara.custer
Twitter: https://twitter.com/NighttoDawn1
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VBT – COMPANY ASSASSIN
Company Assassin
by Claudia Blood
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GENRE: Fantasy
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BLURB:
It’s Duff Roman’s eighteenth birthday, but no one is lighting candles.
Turning eighteen in the orphanage on Kalecca means starvation for those who aren’t hired into a Family. Outside the Family compounds lies the jungle. And in the jungle lies death. And Relics—the only real currency on Planet Kalecca.
The orphans are Duff’s family, and he’s sacrificed everything to keep the orphanage running, even his chance to move on. Now, at eighteen, he has no choice but to leave. Without him to bring in extra money, the orphans will starve under the Company’s control. Duff’s only chance to save them is to find a spot on an independent crew and hopefully find a Relic to sell.
A seemingly chance encounter with Z, leader of the most feared independent crew, offers Duff his opportunity to score a Relic. And offers Z a chance to relieve the guilt he feels over his past.
But a company assassin has plans to lay waste to Duff’s future, and the orphanage as well.
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EXCERPT
Matilda from Chapter 4
Matilda sat at the table and threaded the needle. The demon alarm still buzzed in the background. She’d given the kids their assignments and tried to act as normal as possible. She didn’t want them worried about Duff or the demons since even the orphanage had company supplied protections. As long as they stayed in the orphanage, they should be fine.
Miss CuddleBug, Sheila’s doll, needed some surgery. Usually this sort of activity would calm Matilda. She checked her nails and saw the distinctive purple at the base that meant her nanites were activated. She took a deep breath and used the mantras her father had taught her.
Peace is within my reach.
Breathe and breathe again.
“Will Miss CuddleBug be well?” Sheila stood on her tip-toes to see her dolly on the table.
“I’ll get her fixed up.” Matilda stroked Sheila’s hair. Sheila’s complexion grayed. Matilda snatched her hand back. She had to be careful with the little ones when she was this worked up.
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AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Claudia Blood’s early introduction to Dungeons and Dragons, combined with her training as a scientist and a side trip into the world of IT set her up to become an award-winning author of Science Fiction and Fantasy.
For her latest release, visit her at http://www.ClaudiaBlood.com
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Do you ever wish you were someone else? Who?
I have always wanted to be a dragon. I know it sounds funny, but with that change you are almost guaranteed to be in a world with magic and possibilities.
The best part would be to camouflage myself and people watch. I bet I could make a great chai latte with my flame.
What did you do on your last birthday?
In my house, my hubby’s, my birthday, and our anniversary are a couple weeks apart. So we tend to have them all celebrated together. This last year was not a year that I woke up with a card from my hubby, but I had forgotten to get one for him. Awkward. (That was the year before)
What part of the writing process do you dread?
The part that is the hardest is the editing. When you start your story can be literally anything, but when you edit you have to pick THE story to tell.
For dread, It’s more a dread and hope mix and that’s when I’m sending a book to a beta reader. That inner critic comes out with a megaphone and sirens, but I want the reader to like it.
Do you ever suffer from writer’s block? If so, what do you do about it?
Yes. I have suffered writer’s block. It honestly took me a while to figure out I was blocked. I remember one time I had binge read eight books in a weekend. So – if dusting is done or my TBR is smaller in one go, I’m blocked.
I have writing buddies that I call and we talk. It helps to “what if” or even just try to vocalize why whatever I’m working on just isn’t working. If I’m lucky, I have an “ah ha” moment. If not, then I have to either walk the dog, or write a journal entry in a character’s POV.
Or I switch to one of the other projects I’m working on. I think sometimes my subconscious just needs some alone time with the problem.
Tell us about your latest release.
I’m in the middle of releasing a Trilogy. The first book came out on January, 15th. The next book will go live on Feb, 15.
The tagline is: Time is coming apart at the seams.
This series was inspired by a dream about the second book.
The scene opened with a team hacking through the jungle and uncovering this ancient ruin. They were desperately looking for Relics. (whatever that was)
Then inside was an alien machine. Rocks and dust fell down on them as they moved into the room. They put a silver pocket watch on a platform and turned the machine on.
Lights and electricity coalesced on a platform and the whole structure shook. But they stayed inside because they were desperate for one of these Relics.
What appeared on the platform? An ’80’s aerobic instructor who had been pulled forward in time. She was even wearing leg warmers!
I thought wow, I have to figure out what happened!
The first book is about Duff Roman and his desire to save the kids he had to leave behind in the orphanage.
There’s a jungle with monsters, ex-assassins, an obsessed CEO, and secrets.
C.A. Milson 