Final sneak peek – For You I Will

Tomorrow, Chelsea Maria is making her debut with ‘For You I Will’, and it’s another beautifully crafted love story to add to the B. Love Publications list! Check out the synopsis and final sneak peek below.

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Synopsis –

Andre Joseph learned at a young age what it meant to cleave to another soul. Since the age of 15, he has sacrificed his happiness and placed his dreams on hold to make sure the one he cleaved to the most lived out their dream. Being a producer under his best friend’s record label came with a lot of perks… except true love. His desires for love went beyond the lyrics he wrote. He craved it like the air he breathed.

Landon Carter had it all. The money, cars, clothes and a plethora of women. Being COO of a major record label, Landon has seen first-hand the lengths women will go to just to attach their name to his. Tired of the lies and deceit, he takes his heart off the market and hardens it instead.

Set out on being struck by Cupid’s arrow, Andre opened himself up for love unlike his best friend Landon. Only thing, well person, stopping him is a Kenyan beauty whose own insecurities cause Andre to rethink if the fight for true love is worth it.

Being the scrooge of love, Landon thought the black ice surrounding his heart would never melt. That is… until he meets an unlikely spirit that causes him to rethink the true of meaning love.

Sneak peek –

Andre

The flight from Miami to New York was long and tiring. Having a three-hour overlay in Atlanta reminded me why I hated to travel. Before I reached baggage claim I received a notification that my UBER had I arrived. I had one destination on my mind – Euphoric Beauty Salon. I pushed open the door and the smell of frankincense and Sage engulfed me.

“Hey. Is Dafina in today?” I asked Jade the receptionist.

Jade did her normal lustful ogling. “What’s up, Dre? Your girl is here.” She winked. “Go ahead in the back.”

I knocked my knuckles on the glass counter. “Thanks.” I barely rounded the corner when I collided with beauty… her beauty. A smile spread across my face as I took in Dafina. My heart had a habit of freezing each time I beheld her and then pound controllably. Each encounter felt like the first. And each time I found something else about her that made her beauty beyond compare.

“Hey King.” Her raspy voice seeped into my ears while her mahogany arms wrapped around my neck. Diving face first, I planked right in her neck. She squealed as I squeezed her slender body tight releasing all the anxiety and stress of Miami.

“Hey Beautiful.” My voice muffled as I spoke against her skin. Three days too long away from my mahogany treasure. She lived up to the meaning of her name. Since the day I saw her talking to Drea at the coffee shop down the street, she captivated me in ways no other woman has. Between her deep Kenyan accent to Drea’s ease of talking with her, she had me smitten.

“Here for a touch up?” She leaned back in my arms racking her hands over my dreads. My eyes scanned down to her ankle moccasins up to her thick toned legs to the African print dashiki dress. The name plate resting on her chest to the roundness of her face. Red lipstick. Long lashes. And my favorite, her big unmeasurable afro.

“Yes. Can you fit me in?” Memorizing myself with her scent of the day, I inhaled deeply.

Running her fingers through my beard she gazed in my eyes with a look of interest. The same interest that made me question her motive to keep me locked in the friendzone.

“Sit in my chair.”

As soon as my hands released her I felt a void. It never failed when she removed herself from me.

“Where are you taking my girl tonight?” Dafina spoke over me as she massaged the shampoo into my scalp. As much as I wanted to engage in conversation my attention sat elsewhere… her face. Her entire presence over me. “Dre, are going to let me talk to myself?” She snickered.

I cleared my throat. “Sorry baby. What did you ask?”

She shook her head. “Dre, you are the absolute worse. I asked where are you taking my girl tonight?”

Realizing what she asked I smiled. “A friend of mine owes me a favor so I’m taking her to a private screening to see Black Panther. I can’t wait to see her face.”

Dafina’s eyes widened. “I’m so jealous. She is so lucky. You treat her like a queen and I love it so much. She’s lucky to have you.”

“Nah, I’m lucky to have her. How did she look when she left? Any issues?”

“None. Sit at my booth.” I followed behind her. “The new style I gave her is different so please be nice.” She pointed a comb in my face.

“Really, Daf? You think I’ll do that to my baby? You know how sensitive she is.” I held my hands up.

“Glad we’ve come to a mutual understanding.” She began retwisting my dreads. “And before you ask, I ordered the bouquet from Tasha. She said just come by.”

I reached for her hand and kissed her palm. “Thank you Dafina.”

“Stop playing around. We’re on time restrictions. I’m not getting in trouble with her because of you.” She giggled. For the next hour and a half Dafina asked questions about my trip to Miami. What upcoming projects I had. Unlike my response to Landon, I openly shared all aspects of my life with Dafina. She held a different meaning in my heart than Landon. I trusted her beyond my comfortability. Not to mention Drea loved her and said that her spirit was genuine. If Drea liked you, I had no choice but to do the same.

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Just what exactly does Andre and Landon have going on with these ladies??? You’ll find out tomorrow when Chelsea Maria’s debut release goes live!

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Dropping tomorrow – If we could do it again!!

Yayyyy!
Tomorrow A. Marie Johnson’s latest release goes live! “If We Could Do It Again” has relatable characters, humor, love and one of the most swoon worthy book baes I’ve (B. Love) encountered in a while! Here’s one final look into If We Could Do It Again before it’s available for purchase!

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Synopsis
“Nothing can go on between us. You can’t come in town and just sweep me back into your arms, Noble.”
“I can’t? Because that’s exactly what I plan on doing. Starting right now.”
Noni Clark never imagined living her life without Noble Preston by her side… until she had to. Their high school sweetheart love came to an unwanted end when Noble graduated and moved to California, leaving her behind in their hometown. With no other choice but to move on, Noni finished her final year of high school alone and continued to find her way through life without him… until he came back.
Riding on the upside of a promising acting career, Noble Preston has never been more satisfied with life, but there is one thing missing to make it complete; Noni Clark. After nine years without seeing her, fate finds a way to bring them back together through his younger sister, Avery. Avery needs a wedding planned, Noble is going to stay for the planning and fund it all and Noni is the best wedding planner in the city. The chance for Noble to win Noni back and keep her for good seems promising… until trouble pops up.
A mother that never wanted to see the two of them together, a man who has already made a place in Noni’s life and an enticing vixen from Noble’s very recent past make it hard for the unforgettable lovers to truly reunite.
Can a love that never seemed to fade win? Or will the destiny that first set them apart continue to trump all?
Sneak peek

Noni

“Oh shit,” Lyla and I both turned toward Mia at the sound of her voice, “I don’t mean to interrupt… but… is that Noble?”
My heart dropped into the pit of my stomach as soon as his name left her lips.
Noble?
My Noble?
I mean… my old Noble.
There was no way…
“Where?!” Lyla panicked, “I didn’t invite him. Given his and Noni’s past…”
“Shit! That is him!” I yelled in a whisper, “Lyla, what the hell?!”
“I swear, Noni!” she yelled back in a whisper, “I would not have invited Noble. We lost touch when you two broke up… nine years ago. I don’t know how he would have found out…”
“That damn Kenny!” Mia burst, “Kenny just walked over to the table he’s at.”
“Kenny? How would Kenny know Noble? Kenny didn’t go to high school with us.”
My brain was spinning trying to figure out how Kenny knew Noble well enough to invite him to his wedding. The only thing that might make sense was if…
“They had to have played basketball together back in the day. That’s the only thing that would make sense,” Mia offered up the same thing I was thinking.
“Kenny went to Bellevue West, right?”
“Right,” Lyla answered, “We used to play them all the time, and Kenny is twenty-six too, so it makes sense for them to have played with each other.”
Bellevue West was one of our high school’s biggest rivals. They were from the other side – the uppity side if we’re being honest – of town and they always thought they were better than us because of it. Noble only played basketball for a year or two, and I never caught too many games because of my commitment to volleyball, so the girls and I never knew much about the basketball players that didn’t belong to our school.
“Are you going to talk to him?” Lyla’s brows were wrinkled and she looked genuinely concerned when she asked the question.
“Am I going to talk to him?” I repeated it more to myself than her.
Was I going to talk to him?
I wouldn’t even begin to know what to say or where to start. We hadn’t seen each other since he graduated a year before I did and moved to Los Angeles, California. A whole nine years ago.
And it wasn’t that Noble and I left off on bad terms when he moved, either, because we didn’t. His mom sent him to live with his well-off uncle who had a few connections with a few different Hollywood movie producers. Acting had been a dream of Noble’s for as long as I knew him and it just seemed… best to let him live that dream out. I didn’t want to be the reason he was held back from it.
Though our relationship ended right before he moved, we still tried to keep in touch the first couple months he was away, but eventually, that stopped altogether.
 We stopped altogether. Stopped trying to hang onto each other.
“Well?” Lyla’s voice brought my mind back into the conversation, “Are you going to say something or?”
“Or not. I don’t know what I would say. I mean…”
“Welp. It looks like you won’t have a choice. He’s making his way over here, lovey.”
“Oh no! I can’t do this. Not here. Not right now.”
My palms were sweating and I was pretty sure the low chattering sound I kept hearing was coming from my own heels.
“I have to find Chad,” I rushed out, “Maybe Noble won’t come talk to me if he sees me with him.”
“Well, you have about ten seconds, babe. Go!”
Lyla didn’t have to tell me twice. I pulled my dress up so I wouldn’t trip trying to fast-walk to the table I left my date, Chad, sitting at and hightailed it. I looked over my shoulder to try to somewhat calculate how long I had left to make it to him… and damn should I not have done that.
My eyes locked with Noble’s as soon as my head turned and I froze. Froze at the sight of those intense, vanilla syrup colored eyes that used to only soften at the sight of me…
Oh no. Why were his eyes currently softening at the sight of me?
That wasn’t supposed to still happen, and it didn’t even stop there. Not only were his eyes smiling at me, the corners of his mouth were too. The same corners I used to smother in kisses. The same corners that were not supposed to still send butterflies to the middle of my stomach… but did.
And I had to admit, nine years did Noble well. Nine years turned him from the cute, young boy that I once knew into a fine-ass grown man that I truly didn’t think I’d run across again. Not after all this time, anyway.
And fine-ass grown man might have even been an understatement. Noble looked more than fine. Noble looked more than any and everything I could’ve remembered.
His skin was still as light as sand, but everything else? Everything else was… magnified. His jawline looked to have been chiseled on behalf of God himself.
Strong, thick, black eyebrows. A neatly shaved and thin mustache. A small amount of hair on his goatee that I could already imagine tickling me between my thighs. Big hands, deep dimples, and a top lip that was light brown paired with a bottom lip that was light pink had somehow become my favorite things about him all over again, in a matter of seconds.
All that wrapped in all that was him had become my favorites all over again, in a matter of seconds.
And at the same time, in that same breath, all that had also just become my biggest fear, in a matter of seconds.
No… a full grown, devilishly handsome Noble Preston had just become my biggest fear, in a matter of seconds.

Get ready for Noble and Noni’s story tomorrow because it’s one that you do not want to miss!

For You I Will.

Can we first just take a little time to appreciate this beautiful cover???

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Okay!

1/29, Chelsea Maria is debuting with a book that’s not like anything you’ve ever read. I can pretty much guarantee that!

Synopsis –

Andre Joseph learned at a young age what it meant to cleave to another soul. Since the age of 15, he has sacrificed his happiness and placed his dreams on hold to make sure the one he cleaved to the most lived out their dream. Being a producer under his best friend’s record label came with a lot of perks… except true love. His desires for love went beyond the lyrics he wrote. He craved it like the air he breathed.

Landon Carter had it all. The money, cars, clothes and a plethora of women. Being COO of a major record label, Landon has seen first-hand the lengths women will go to just to attach their name to his. Tired of the lies and deceit, he takes his heart off the market and hardens it instead.

Set out on being struck by Cupid’s arrow, Andre opened himself up for love unlike his best friend Landon. Only thing, well person, stopping him is a Kenyan beauty whose own insecurities cause Andre to rethink if the fight for true love is worth it.

Being the scrooge of love, Landon thought the black ice surrounding his heart would never melt. That is… until he meets an unlikely spirit that causes him to rethink the true of meaning love.

Sneak peek –

Landon

“We need to…” I stopped as I felt the cold breeze sweep over my neck. Turning my focus to Dre, I felt heat radiating from him. My eyes landed on the face behind him. The heat didn’t come from him. It came from her. A woman I never met but felt like I needed to. A woman that intensified the twister in my gut with each tap of her finger on the face of her watch. She and I were strangers but in this moment, we felt like distant lovers.

My eyes scanned in closer. Analyzing and studying their body language. Though they stood close to one another, the vibe wasn’t one of intimacy but of close friends that shared an innocent love for one another. Ignoring the angry scowl on Dre’s face I continued to assess. Their features were closely similar; hers softer to his masculine. Staring into her grey orbs of ashes, I did the most outrageous thing; I summoned the presence of God, hoping that this was him answering my mother’s prayers to send me a Godly woman. Hoping he’d not only answered my mother’s prayers, but my own.

Answer the prayer I prayed years ago when I felt my heart hardening due to every woman I met using me for my name and money.  The prayer to preserve my heart, after Juliette shattered it into pieces, until he aligned my path with my wife.  I needed him to confirm it. He needed to send a smoke signal. A message in a bottle. Bat signals. Something. I needed confirmation because this woman was about to receive my last name with no thought of a prenup. She was going to birth all my children; have me cooking all her meals and washing her clothes.

“Ready?” He asked over his shoulder. She nodded.

“Who might you be, pretty lady? Dre, introduce me.” She smiled not taking her eyes off me.

“Nope. Absolutely not. Have a good night.” I smirked as he moved quickly but not quick enough. My Lord why did I have to look and see each curve of God’s creation? He helped her put on her coat, then took her hand in his.

“It was nice chatting with you, Mr. Carter.” She called over her shoulder.

Wait, she knew my name? Had I met her before? No way I met this woman and didn’t remember being in her presence.  I was at a disadvantage; she knew of me, but I knew nothing of her.

Who is this mystery woman?? You’ll find out 1/29/2018!

If We Could Do It Again

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Wednesday, 1/24, A. Marie Johnson is giving life with her latest release – If We could do it Again.

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Synopsis –

“Nothing can go on between us. You can’t come in town and just sweep me back into your arms, Noble.”

“I can’t? Because that’s exactly what I plan on doing. Starting right now.”

Noni Clark never imagined living her life without Noble Preston by her side… until she had to. Their high school sweetheart love came to an unwanted end when Noble graduated and moved to California, leaving her behind in their hometown. With no other choice but to move on, Noni finished her final year of high school alone and continued to find her way through life without him… until he came back.

Riding on the upside of a promising acting career, Noble Preston has never been more satisfied with life, but there is one thing missing to make it complete; Noni Clark. After nine years without seeing her, fate finds a way to bring them back together through his younger sister, Avery. Avery needs a wedding planned, Noble is going to stay for the planning and fund it all and Noni is the best wedding planner in the city. The chance for Noble to win Noni back and keep her for good seems promising… until trouble pops up.

A mother that never wanted to see the two of them together, a man who has already made a place in Noni’s life and an enticing vixen from Noble’s very recent past make it hard for the unforgettable lovers to truly reunite.

Can a love that never seemed to fade win? Or will the destiny that first set them apart continue to trump all?

Sneak peek –

Noni

Today looked like it was going to be that day. That day after 25 years, with no priors, that I was finally going to get locked up.

That I was going to be unwillingly hauled downtown and thrown into a too small jail cell with only God knows who.

I was sure of it.

“Thank God you answered, Mia,” I whispered into the phone, scurrying to the back part of my office space, “I need you to tell me what the consequences may be for choking somebody?” she simply laughed at my admission. Probably assuming I was joking but I so wasn’t, “I’m serious, Mia! I’m 2.5 seconds from wrapping my hands around this woman’s neck!”

Mia, my cousin, giggled even harder at my confession. She was a secretary at Omaha’s local correctional facility and I was hoping she could pull some strings for me if need be.

“I don’t think you’re built to do a one to three year sentence for assault, Noni,” she said with another laugh, “What’s going on? And why are you whispering?”

“I’m whispering because I don’t know when Noble’s crazy ass mother is going to walk back in,” I poked my head around the wall corner to make sure she still hadn’t returned yet, “I don’t think I can go through with this, Mia. She makes me want to rip my freaking hair out. It’s like she just wants me to fail this job. She disapproves of every single thing I suggest and I honestly don’t know if I can go forward with planning this wedding.”

“Oh no,” Mia sighed into the phone, “I was afraid this was going to happen. It will break Avery’s heart if you don’t plan her wedding, though, Noni.”

“I know it will, and that’s why I’m trying so hard to keep my lips sealed and my hands at my sides. I’ve always liked Avery but…”

“But her and Noble’s mother has never liked you. I know, lovey, and I always hated the way she treated you when we were growing up, but let’s face it. The woman is never going to change so you have to work around her. You’re the best wedding planner in town and no one can do right by Avery like you can. You can’t give up on her.”

I hated to admit that Mia was right. I was one of the best wedding planners in the Midwest, certainly the best in our city, and that was the only reason I didn’t feel comfortable telling Avery I couldn’t plan her wedding like I initially wanted to. That and the fact that she was one of the sweetest people I’d ever met. She deserved the dream wedding I knew I could provide for her.

“I hate Noble for even putting me in this situation, Mia. He’s a damn celebrity for crying out loud, he could have hired anyone in the world to plan his sister’s wedding.”

“Now you know he couldn’t have just hired anyone when the love of his life is the best of the best. Don’t kid yourself, Noni.”

The love of his life?” I repeated, “I think that’s a bit of a stretch. Noble just thinks he wants me again. I don’t think he…”

“Girl, bye!” Mia shouted, and I was so well versed on her tones to already know she was somewhere rolling her eyes, “You never stopped being that man’s true and only love. No matter how long it’s been, Noble still loves you like he did when y’all were kids. He’s never going to stop coming for you, Noni.”

“With all the women I’m sure he’s met since me…” the words trailed off when I heard the front door of my building open. Cruella was back, “The devil’s back, Mia, I gotta go.”

“Please don’t put your hands on her, lovey. I don’t want to have to explain to my boss why I had to book my own family into the county.”

Laughing lowly, I whispered into the phone, “I can’t make any promises. Tell Lyla to have the works ready in about an hour. I’m going to need it…”

“Noni! Are you still in here?” Barbara, Noble and Avery’s psychotic mother, yelled from the front of the building.

I would have to apologize to Mia later for hanging up on her. The irritation in Barbara’s voice let me know I needed to get back to the front pronto.

“Yes. I’m right here,” I answered, stepping back out into the front of my office space, “Were you able to get ahold of the caterer you wanted?”

Barbara folded her arms across her chest. Turning her nose up when she replied, “No, I was not actually. So I guess that means we will have to contact the one you suggested… for now.”

Her old, tired, cranky tail just had to add in for now. Like the caterer I suggested to her was so subpar that they only needed to be used as a placeholder.

I patted my hands at my sides to keep them from going to a place they shouldn’t and said, “OK, I’ll contact Robyn at The Table For You. She’s always my go-to and she’s very flexible. I’m sure the date of Avery’s wedding won’t be a problem for her at all.”

“You do that,” she sassed, “In the meantime, we’re going to need you to come up with some more color schemes because the one you showed us isn’t going to work for my little girl’s special day.”

One to three, Noni.

One to three.

“Of course, I’ll put some more color choices together tonight and I’ll email them to Avery in the morning,” is what politely came out of my mouth but my fingers were still itching to get around her fat neck.

If she wasn’t Noble and Avery’s mother, and if I didn’t already know I couldn’t survive a one to three year prison sentence, we would have been on the floor tussling by now.

Before Avery had to leave our meeting early, she told me she loved the pastel pink, gold, and white color scheme I put together. Now here her mother was telling me something completely different. Something that I quite frankly knew wasn’t true. Barbara was doing everything she could to get under my skin and it was working.

God was it working.

“Make sure you CC me on that email, too. You didn’t CC me on your very first email. Avery had to forward it to me and that’s not her job.”

“Anything else?” I asked, completely ignoring her smart remark.

This wasn’t her damn wedding to begin with. So who was she to tell me what ‘my job’ was?

Noble was going to be my first phone call as soon as her feet hit the sidewalk…

“Yeah, there is something else actually,” she stepped closer to me and squinted her evil eyes, “Stay away from my son, Noni. I never thought you were good enough for Noble back then and I still don’t. He doesn’t need you disrupting his life while he’s back in town. So… be a dear and keep your interactions limited to the planning of Avery’s wedding only, OK?”


We hope you’re ready for this five star read!

Sugar Rush – Now available on Amazon!

B. Love Publications and A. Jones’ debut release ‘Sugar Rush’ is now available on Amazon!

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Synopsis

How does it feel when you’re finally able to live the life you’ve always dreamed of? Blissful? Amazing? Peaceful?

Melanie Moore is beautiful, smart and miserable. For years she’s given up on her dreams to keep peace within her family, but now she’s ready to pursue the life she wants. With one small window of opportunity she’s given room to do just that, however, not everyone is happy for her. Facing the repercussions of her decision from her family and a surprising diagnosis that’s threatening everything she’s been working for leaves Melanie wondering if her dreams were ever supposed to be anything more than a dream.
Then enters Kamali James – a natural born nurturer and a man who has been a giver and lover all of his life… until he crosses paths with the beautiful Melanie Moore. Melanie doesn’t have time for a relationship, let alone the emotional strength to deal with everything she’s going through. Will she let Kamali in to be the rock that she needs and continue pursuing her dreams, or will she give up on everything… including him?

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Are you ready for a SUGAR RUSH??

Tomorrow, A. Jones will satisfy your sweet cravings with her debut novel – Sugar Rush!

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Synopsis

How does it feel when you’re finally able to live the life you’ve always dreamed of? Blissful? Amazing? Peaceful?

Melanie Moore is beautiful, smart and miserable. For years she’s given up on her dreams to keep peace within her family, but now she’s ready to pursue the life she wants. With one small window of opportunity she’s given room to do just that, however, not everyone is happy for her. Facing the repercussions of her decision from her family and a surprising diagnosis that’s threatening everything she’s been working for leaves Melanie wondering if her dreams were ever supposed to be anything more than a dream.

Then enters Kamali James – a natural born nurturer, and a man who has been a giver and lover all of his life… until he crosses paths with the beautiful Melanie Moore. Melanie doesn’t have time for a relationship, let alone the emotional strength to deal with everything she’s going through. Will she let Kamali in to be the rock that she needs and continue pursuing her dreams, or will she give up on everything… including him?

Sneak Peek

I heard the door chime at about six thirty. I didn’t even have to look up to know who it was. Like I said, his presence was overwhelming, and I could already feel the effect he was having on me. I decided to look up because I couldn’t very well keep pretending that he wasn’t in the room. My intention was to greet him, but that’s not what came out. “What are you wearing?”

He looked down at his jeans and his sneakers before looking back up at me skeptically. I could tell what I said wasn’t clear, so before he responded I clarified with, “Cologne. What cologne are you wearing? It’s not the first time you’ve worn that one.”

His mouth did this… like twitching thing… before he full blown smiled. I should’ve known then I was in trouble.

“You be smelling me, Melanie?”

My weakness was a man that smelled good, but the way he said it made me sound like a creep. Normally I was quick to defend myself, but something was telling me to stay out of that trap.

“Anyway… just making an observation. You smell nice and fresh.”

“Thank you. It’s called Invictus.”

I nodded. I didn’t want to say too much more. I wanted to make sure I didn’t put myself in any more uncomfortable positions.

“Show me what you have left and I’ll do it so you can handle what you need to.”

I nodded and took him around. It wasn’t much so we’d be done in no time. We went our separate ways and met back up at the front when we were done.

“Thank you for helping me.”

“No problem. I told you I would whenever you needed it.”

“That you did, and I appreciate it.”

Once we stepped outside I turned my back to him to lock up.

“Are you tired?”

After locking the doors to the bakery I turned around to face Kamali. He was leaning against his truck.

“No, why?”

“Ride with me.”

Ride with him?
I’m not sure if it was the way he said it or how I heard it, but it sounded so sexy.
I bit my lip as I thought about it. It wasn’t even eight o’clock.

“Okay.”

He gave me a half turned up smile and opened the passenger door. I took his hand as he reached his out to help me into the truck. As we drove I kept looking over at him.
“You gonna say something or keep staring at me, Ms. Moore?”


Hope you’re ready to 1click this sweet read tomorrow!

Exclusive sneak peek – Sugar Rush

A. Jones is headlining B. Love Publications with her first release, “Sugar Rush”! Sugar Rush will be available for download 1.10.18. For now, check out the synopsis and a sneak peek!

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Synopsis

How does it feel when you’re finally able to live the life you’ve always dreamed of? Blissful? Amazing? Peaceful?

Melanie Moore is beautiful, smart and miserable. For years she’s given up on her dreams to keep peace within her family, but now she’s ready to pursue the life she wants. With one small window of opportunity she’s given room to do just that, however, not everyone is happy for her. Facing the repercussions of her decision from her family and a surprising diagnosis that’s threatening everything she’s been working for leaves Melanie wondering if her dreams were ever supposed to be anything more than a dream.

Then enters Kamali James – a natural born nurturer, and a man who has been a giver and lover all of his life… until he crosses paths with the beautiful Melanie Moore. Melanie doesn’t have time for a relationship, let alone the emotional strength to deal with everything she’s going through. Will she let Kamali in to be the rock that she needs and continue pursuing her dreams, or will she give up on everything… including him?

Sneak peek

Melanie

He looked at his watch. “My next one should be here.”
I stood up as he pushed off the counter. He grabbed me in a one armed hug as we walked out of the break room and as black as black can be he announced, “My sis is opening a bakery! Make sure all ya’ll support.”
I punched him in his side and he started laughing. Everyone that worked in the barbershop had my baked goods, so they were genuinely excited for me. Especially Shawn. He was probably going to be my best customer, “Melly, please tell me it’s going to be near here. I can get my fix a few times a week instead every other month.”
I smiled, “You know what, Shawn, just because I know you’re going to be one of my best supporters I’m gonna bring you something new that I’m working on.”
Shawn threw up his hands, “If I’m not here when you bring it call me. Don’t leave it with anybody. Niggas ’round here steal.” Shawn looked around the barbershop side eyeing his partners.
These guys were characters, “Will do, Shawn. Bye, everybody.”
“Bye, Mel!”
As I was leaving out I bumped into a legit hard body. My eyes slowly traveled upwards and were met by a beautiful pair of hazel ones.
“I’m sorry.”
“That’s alright.”
We stood at the entrance I’m sure thirty seconds too long and that was probably my fault because he had already moved so I could go by. I just hadn’t budged.
“Mel, you gonna let my boy pass or what?”
I turned to look at my brother, “What, Amad?”
“I said are you going to let him get by you?”
Turning back to look at the guy, it finally clicked that I was still standing in his way. “Oh, shoot yeah sorry.”
His mouth curved into a half smile and I mentally fainted.
“It’s all good.”
I watched him walk past me and sit in my brother’s chair.
I guess Amad felt the need to explain as he put the cape around hazel eyes’ neck, “Kamali, man excuse my sister. She’s opening up a business. I’m sure she has a lot on her mind.”
Why was I still standing at this door?
“A business? What kind?” His voice was swoon worthy. It was rich and deep and I believe that question was for me, but Amad answered it.
“A bakery.”
When I heard my brothers voice I brought my focus back to the conversation.
Kamali was still staring at me, “Congratulations.”
“Thank you.”
Kamali’s phone started ringing breaking our eye contact.
I looked up at Amad to find him wearing a smirk I wanted to smack off. I rolled my eyes at him and walked out.
As soon as I got outside I texted him.
I really can’t stand you.
Amad: But I love you. Want me to put in a good word for u? Kam a good dude.
No! Amad don’t make me hurt you!
Amad: Don’t worry sis. I got you! 😉
Amad, NO!
Amad was going to make me hurt him. Kamali was fine, but I had way too much on my plate right now to entertain a relationship. A friendship though was something I could work with.


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