Happy Sunday Beauty!
It’s Sunday so you already know that means…SAMPLES but before we dive into the those did you see Kay Shanee’s part two of Could This Be Love released today? If not you can grab it here!
Now let’s talk samples!
First up we have Monae Nicole’s BLP debut The Love Quest. This book is for the romantic at heart. The person who loves love and believes you never give up on it. If that’s you, you’ll love this book! Next, we have the Queen of erotic poetry India Norfleet dropping the ever so sensual, and passionate collection entitled Appetite to Satisfy. If you’ve read any of her work then you already know what’s in store. Third, we have S. Rêver returning with If Forever Was An Option. Now this right here is proof that we, authors, hear you! Readers wanted more and S. Rêver is delivering! Last, but not least is a #summersizzle like no other. Monica Walters delivered with Don’t Tell Me No. So, yes I’m forewarning you. Grab your fan, clutch your pearls, keep that water close because it’s sizzling!
First-July 24th The Love Quest by Monae Nicole
Everyone dreams of their soul mate – that one of a kind special love, but is it possible to have more than one?
For Kamaya Jones, she thought she found that one love but each time it came with heartbreak and betrayal. Finally deciding to give up on love, she meets someone who tries to prove to her that she’s worthy of love. Will she let him in, or will she miss out on her soul mate?
Join Kamaya on her Quest for Love.
Slowly walking into my house, I hear Trey Songz singing “Jupiter Love” coming from my room. Smiling because my fiancé must have taken heed to the heart to heart we had the other day in regards to the direction our relationship was going. Quran and I have been together for two years, and in the beginning everything was great. He used to treat me like the Queen I am, but lately I have been feeling like a peasant, beneath him. Walking up the stairs, I could have sworn I heard what sounded like a woman moaning. Now I know I must be tripping because there is no way I should be hearing another woman in my room, in my house. The house that I pay the majority of the bills in and where my two-year-old daughter resides.
As I approach the door I hear, “Ooh, yes daddy right there.” Busting through the door, I see my best friend Tatiana and my fiancé Quran fucking in my bed!
“What the fuck!”
“Baby this isn’t what it looks like,” he replied jumping up from the bed.
“Well to me it looks like you’re fucking my best friend in my bed, in my damn house with my daughter in the next room.” I felt like I was having an out of body experience, this really couldn’t be happening.
“Kamaya, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean for this to happen,” Tatiana said to me.
“Yeah whatever bitch, so let me guess you just slipped and fell on his dick?” I laughed because both of these fools think I’m crazy. And to make it so bad he was fucking this bitch raw!
You nasty motherfucker, you in here fucking this bitch raw?” Nah, I just know I wasn’t seeing that shit.
I walked around my room trying to gather some stuff because I had to get out of there before I killed them both. When I walked into the closet I noticed all his clothes and those damn Jordan’s that he loved so much and decided they all needed a little bleach bath, so I took all the shit I could grab and walked out, headed to the bathroom, and threw all of it in the tub and poured a whole damn bottle of bleach on them. My damn eyes started burning but fuck this nigga and all his shit.
Quran comes running in. “Kam, what the fuck are you doing? You bugging, ma, we can work this shit out.”
“Work it out?” I shouted with tears streaming down my face. I started punching him all over – the face, back, arms, wherever the hell my hands could reach. “Nigga, you just raw dogged my best friend. How the fuck are we going to work this out?”
Turning to leave out the room, Tatiana stops me. “Kamaya, wait, just let me explain what happened. I came over here to talk to you because my grandma died today. I was crying and Quran tried to comfort me, and one thing led to another and it just happened.”
Second- July 26th Appetite to Satisfy by India T. Norfleet
Appetite to Satisfy: Hungry for Him is a compilation of intoxicating verses that will unequivocally court, seduce, and charm your mental unlike anything you’ve ever known before. There will never be a time that will make you want to explore the depths of your guilty pleasures and wild inhibitions more eagerly than when happily lost between the pages of all these juicy, honeyed words that will leave you licking your lips, fanning yourself, and feigning for more.
The magnitude of hunger that you’ll develop from this poetry will send you skyrocketing into a lover’s paradise so divine you’ll want to ravish your lover at every pivot of your demanding imagination. You will never encounter a deeper drive and energy or feel more sensually, sexually, and romantically inspired to immerse yourself in the beauty of just how far you are willing to go to satisfy your appetite for love, sex, and romance. Turn the page and see for yourself…
His touch could sensualize my soul
within a matter of minutes.
Stars took flight when he smiled at me.
My body could feel his presence.
Long before my eyes found him.
I was in love with his kisses.
And the way he held me close.
He was the teacher’s teacher of seduction.
And I the eager pupil.
Awaiting his every instruction.
Not knowing he’d already began when his eyes
First met mine.
Third- July 27th If Forever Was An Option by S. Rêver
If forever was an option, would you take it?
The crew is back, with more twists and turns to accompany them. With Blake now away on deployment, will Langston keep his promise to wait? Or will the unexpected happen turning both of their lives in a direction they never expected?
Blair and Kofi truly believed that what they shared was only meant for the moment, but what happens when someone from their past comes in and shakes things up forcing them back together? Will they stop fighting what fate put together or will they miss out on their forever, for good this time?
Catch up with Blake, Blair, Langston, and Kofi as we find out if they finally got their Happily Ever After.
***Please note: This is a follow up to “If Only For A Little While.”
Since it was lunch time Kofi and me decided to leave and hit up this local hole in the wall for some soul food. We got our usual spot in the back corner booth, sat down and waited for the waitress to come.
“Good afternoon, guys, what can I get you guys to drink today?”
“Uh, I’ll take a water for now,” I told her.
“I’ll take a ginger ale,” Kofi said.
I looked at him crazy because this was the first time he ever came here and ordered a damn Ginger Ale. Then again it wasn’t none of my business what Kofi weird ass did with his life.
When the waitress returned with our drinks, she took our food orders and walked away. Like usual lunch wasn’t filled with nothing but conversations about new clients and business ventures. I brought up Blair and he waved me off with a slight attitude causing me to laugh.
By the time it was the end of the day I was ready to get home. The soul food had gotten the best of me, and I refused to take a shit in the office. Quickly, I cleaned up my office, locked up and headed right to the crib.
From the driveway I could tell there was package on my front porch. Since I know for a fact I hadn’t ordered shit I was on high alert. Tapping the button under my steering wheel, I opened the secret compartment that held my gun. With it securely wrapped in my hand I looked around the front yard and up the street before I climbed out my car and up to the porch.
When I realized that it was only a package from Blake, I shook my head at my paranoia, tucked my gun inside my pants and grabbed the box. By the time I finally opened the door, my stomach continued to tighten reminding me I needed to get to the bathroom as soon as possible. Deciding that the box could wait, I placed it on the kitchen counter and went to handle my business.
Walking out the bathroom when I finished, I thanked God I didn’t die in there. Usually, I would take a shower after what I just did, but wasn’t no one in holy hell I was about to sit in that bitch. Instead, I washed my hands a couple times and headed back into the kitchen. The unopened package on the counter caught my attention reminding me of Blake.
It was labeled fragile, but also urgent, so I grabbed a knife and carefully opened it. After pulling the tissue paper out there was white coffee mug inside with a note that said, fill me with something hot.
Curious to what the note meant I placed the cup under the Keurig and cut it on to warm up. Once it was ready I hit the highest cup ounce and allowed it to fill up. When I saw the cup slowly changing colors, my eyes got big.
“Oh, this shit lit,” I said excitedly. “Wait, what the hell?”
Fourth-July 29th Don’t Tell Me No by Monica Walters
Having her priorities in order is something Tangela Maxwell prides herself on. She works tirelessly to advance her career and make moves to set up the future she’d desired for her entire adult life. While on this trek, there’s no time to have too much fun and risk losing focus. A love life is surely out of the cards. Once her life was where she wanted it to be, she would worry about all of that then. That’s what she continuously tells herself while her heart silently yearns for more. After leaving a dishonest relationship, she promises herself she wouldn’t trust another man so easily. So instead of completely moving on, she keeps him around to satisfy her sexual desires, until that one night she would never forget.
Taking care of his family is the reason Hiram Stevens does everything in life. Pursuing a career in rap and creating a different persona named Yolo, he begins the hustle of making his name big. Coming from a broken family, leaves all the responsibilities on him. Having an incarcerated father and an alcoholic for a mother, also leaves him responsible for his twin siblings. Yolo learns to keep his emotions hidden and maintain this gritty persona that would get him higher on the hip-hop charts. His air of mystery keeps people speculating about him and along with his music, keeps him relevant. That plan seems to be going well until that one night he would never forget.
When Tangela and Yolo meet, there’s an immediate attraction that can’t be denied. Passion ensues and consumes them for that one unforgettable night. Can they resume their every day lives and consider it a summer fling as suggested? Or will their bodies overtake their stubborn minds and go for what they both want?
When I came up for air, my d*k was so hard, that shit was throbbing. I wiped her juices that were damn near dripping from my chin hair as I stared at her glistening face. It was nowhere near hot in this hotel room, but the passion between us was on one hundred. Leaving the bed briefly to slide a condom on, I came back to her. She was staring at me as she squirmed in the bed. Hovering over her, I pushed her titties together and took her nipples in my mouth simultaneously as I felt her body tremble. “Fuck!” she screamed.
She came again that damn fast. Lifting my head from her breasts, I went to her mouth and claimed it as mine for the night, while slowly breaching her opening. Closing my eyes, I pushed inside of her. It felt like her p*y was taking me in from the harsh winter, embracing me in a warm hug. “Fuuuuck!”
I couldn’t help but verbalize that shit. I’d never been with an older woman before, but if the shit felt like this every time, this was where the fuck I’d be, buried deep inside something thirty-plus. “Yeeees, shit!”
I gave Tangela all these inches, filling her up to capacity as my balls grazed her. Once that happened, it was game on. Her shit was tight as hell, which let me know she wasn’t giving it up often. Either that, or she was exercising the fuck outta that bitch, too. Lifting her legs, I began chin-checking that cervix, making sure it was ready for this TKO it was about to get. Trying to maintain my concentration, making sure I didn’t nut too soon in this heaven made on earth shit, she pulled my face to hers, kissing me like I belonged to her.
Tangela held her palms to my cheeks as her fingertips grazed my ears and kissed me slowly, causing me to slow down and take my time with that p*y. I released her legs and she wrapped them around my waist. Closing my eyes, I caressed her breast, then pulled away from her mouth and kissed her neck. “Ahhh,” I groaned.
Man, her shit was taking me down. It felt like our bodies had met one another before and knew exactly what the other one wanted. I couldn’t be connecting with her like this, though. Tomorrow I had a flight to catch to Miami and Tangela would be in my rearview mirror. She would move on with her life as a journalist, taking tonight with her as a memory. I went up on my knees and flipped her over, then roughly entered her again.
She tooted her ass up, forming the perfect arch. I slid my hand down it to her neck, gripping her hair as I dug up in that p*y. Shit! “Fuck, Yolo! Oh my God!”
Listening to her cries of passion was taking me down quickly. I decided that I would let it happen. Why was I trying to give her shit that should be reserved for someone I cared about? I didn’t know Tangela Maxwell, the news anchor from Houston. She was a fan. As I picked up the pace, she dropped her arch and slid from beneath me. “Look. Be real with what you’re feeling. Quit tryna treat me like a fucking snack when you know this is filet mignon.”
Stay tuned for more sneak peeks of these releases coming your way soon!