FINAL SNEAK PEEK-FIGHT OR FLIGHT

Hey, reader!

Tomorrow Lashae Latimore makes her BLP debut with Fight or Flight: A Twisted Love Story and we have one final sneak peek to share with you!

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SYNOPSIS

All Paris has ever wanted is to be loved unconditionally. Her young years spent in foster care, she’s spent more years than she cares to remember fighting just to survive. Her tenacity pushed her to pursue a different life for herself and her young son, but the long hours spent caring for others as a nurse has begun to take a toll on her.

After a particularly long night, she falls asleep behind the wheel, causing a devastating collision and a young woman is left clinging to life. Fearful of what the consequences could mean for her child, Paris flees the scene, only to discover that the accident wasn’t the worst-case scenario.

Now she’s at the center of a moral dilemma that will test her sense of destiny, her willingness to come clean, and in an unexpected twist, test her heart. Has Paris’ quest for a life filled with love and compassion turned into her worst nightmare, or has fate set her up to find love in the most unexpected place?

SNEAK PEEK

“That’s what a woman should do for a man. Fuck all the cooking and cleaning shit. Bearing my children is a plus, but before all of that…a man should be able to look to his woman to be a muse. To be an inspiration.”

Cain took his thirty second pause and made sure that I could see his face and hear him loud and clear. He laid his words out carefully and spoke slowly while he annunciated every syllable.

“You make me want to be better…the best me that I can be.”

In almost one sweeping motion, Cain put the car in drive and pulled off toward my house. When we arrived in front of my townhome, he placed the car in park, unbuckled his seat belt, and stepped out in the rain. Swiftly, he maneuvered through the rain and made his way around to my door. He opened my car door, unbuckled my seat belt, and taking my hand in his, he pulled me from the car, grabbed my waist and pulled it toward his. Pressing his body tightly against mine Cain gazed at me for an eternity.

Not caring about the rain, or the fact that he was now soaking wet with rain drops pouring from the tip of his nose and my hair, that once lay neatly down my back, was now a huge afro, Cain fixed his lips and kissed me so deep and so long the only option I had left was to return the favor. I wrapped my arms around his neck and submitted to the feelings that I had been trying to contain.

Cain’s lips were so soft, but the energy between us was intense, and as his juicy lips did their work, the throbbing that I was now accustomed to went into overdrive. I could feel things changing down below. I was used to being turned on, and this certainly was not my first kiss, but there was something connected to this feeling. There was a feeling of security. I felt safe within Cain’s embrace, like I was supposed to be there. Like I just… fit.

After a few minutes, Cain pulled his lips from mine and gazed into my eyes. The bulge in his pants was unavoidable and so was the look in his eyes.

“Can I come inside?” Cain asked, his voice was lowered to almost a whisper.

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FINAL SNEAK PEEK: GUMBO

Hey, beauty!

Tomorrow Aliada Duncan returns with Gumbo: Potent Poetry and Parables and we have one final sneak peek to share with you!

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SAMPLE 

Gumbo: Potent Poetry And Parables invites you into a world of words rippled with poetic passion. Thought provoking and riveting, your reader senses will tingle and come alive with this potent page turner. Tapping into ethereal emotions one word at a time, this collection of poetry is seasoned with the right ingredients. Your mental taste buds will sizzle with these poems and parables. Uncompromised and unusual; spirituality, relationships, erotica, identity, history and stories are bonded together in this body of written artistry. This is a divine manuscript for the mystic mind. A recipe that’s filled with tantalizing twists and tales, you’ll feel this supernatural sensation on the tip of your tongue.

SNEAK PEEK 

Witches Brew

Palo Santos—Sage

Frankincense—Myrrh

Florida mmiri—Holy mmiri

Wormwood—Yarrow

Mugwart—Mullein

Hyssop and Cedar

Pyrite, Amethyst, Lapis Lazuu and Moonstones

Dirty hands for my spiritual work

Never alone, the spirits are home

I work my fingers to the bone

Ashes to ashes—

Dust to dust

I demand, I declare

Fire, water, earth, air

The broom—the bell

Closed my eyes—drew my spell

Then, with a smile, the devil said—

“Bitch, you still going to hell.”

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SAMPLE SUNDAY TIMES THREE

Hey, reader!

First…Happy Easter! Hope everyone enjoyed or still is enjoying their time with family and friends!

Being that it is Sunday we have three samples of the next set of releases coming your way!

First-4/25-Fight or Flight: A Twisted Love Story-Lashae Latimore

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SYNOPSIS

All Paris has ever wanted is to be loved unconditionally.

Her young years spent in foster care, she’s spent more years than she cares to remember fighting just to survive. Her tenacity pushed her to pursue a different life for herself and her young son, but the long hours spent caring for others as a nurse has begun to take a toll on her.

After a particularly long night, she falls asleep behind the wheel, causing a devastating collision and a young woman is left clinging to life. Fearful of what the consequences could mean for her child, Paris flees the scene, only to discover that the accident wasn’t the worst-case scenario.

Now she’s at the center of a moral dilemma that will test her sense of destiny, her willingness to come clean, and in an unexpected twist, test her heart. Has Paris’ quest for a life filled with love and compassion turned into her worst nightmare, or has fate set her up to find love in the most unexpected place?

SAMPLE

Cain and T. Kay were standing a few feet away, but I could still hear the things that were being said.

“Yo, I don’t know you, my dude. I’m sure you mean well, but I could give a fuck about what you talking right now. This is between me and Paris. So, you might as well walk yo’ ass back over to your car.”

Cain was still collected when he responded. “See, that’s where you’re wrong. I told you that Paris is a friend of mine, so imagine how I feel pulling up and seeing you screaming. People evolve, times change, and relationships end…but one thing that is for sure is that I always bet on you. You will always be the prototype. You waiving your fingers like a bitch. You disrespecting my friends, so you’re disrespecting me and that means it’s between all of us now, fam.”

Cain was now smiling. T. Kay damn near jumped out his skin.

“Fuck you say to me, nigga? I don’t know what the fuck you think this is…”

“I think this is a dead conversation. I’m going to walk over there and check on my friend, and you’re gonna take your temper and be on your way. That way, you can avoid pissin’ me off.” Cain’s smile faded as he said his last sentence

“Oh! I see what this is! You fuckin this motherfucka? This is the freak of the week paying your bills now? You got yourself some tough dick and now you’re tough?”

Cain continued walking away from T. Kay without acknowledging his hateful rant but T. Kay was known to pluck a nerve or two. Then he started to walk up behind Cain.

Second-4/26-The Muse Next Door-Shenaé Hailey

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SYNOPSIS

Audre Lorde Berry found inspiration in everything and everyone. Always carrying her poetry book, diary, and camera, Audre challenged herself to find the beauty of one thing daily. When her new neighbor moves in… she’s sure the God of Creativity has smiled down on her.

Everything about Qasim Houston screams at Audre’s creativity. From his handsome face to his perfectly chiseled frame, Audre is sure Qasim is the perfect muse. She finds herself painting him, photographing him, even dreaming about him. But what happens when the perfect muse of her dreams becomes a nightmare?

SAMPLE

It was hard — loving a man that the world had deemed unlovable. There was no question about it; I’d become the protector of his heart. The maintainer of his peace. But as I stared into the barrel of his gun, I couldn’t help but question… who the f*k was going to come and rescue me?

One month and one week earlier…

He was talking so much he hadn’t even realized I stopped listening. But that’s how my Uncle Bart was. Once he started talking about something he was passionate about it was hard to shut him up, and I couldn’t think of anything he was more passionate about than his brother, my father, Nate Berry. Their bond was one I’d both admired and envied as an only child until my father was murdered. But I guess even in his death he was still with my uncle. Still with us all.

“Okay, Uncle Bart. I need to tend to my flowers now,” I repeated yet again, hoping this time he’d listen to me.

“You say what now?”

With a smile, I put my water pot next to my bed of mixed flowers. The roses, sunflowers, and purple lilies had become my pride and joy this year.

“I said I need to tend to my flowers, Uncle Bart. I’ll call you later, okay?”

“No you won’t, but that’s okay. I’ll see you Sunday for dinner.”

“Yes, sir.”

“From the ocean…”

That always made me a little teary eyed. My father and I would say we loved each other from the sun to the moon. I’d missed him so much one day I ended up going to get a tattoo of the sun, moon, and stars that covered my entire back. Now, my uncle told me he loved me from the moon and I would always reply with…

“To the desert.”

It wasn’t the same as my father’s love, but his gesture and unconditional love reminded me on a daily basis that even though my father was gone, I wasn’t alone.

I disconnected the call and looked down at my flowers, deciding to take a few pictures of them before I watered them. Truthfully they didn’t need much water, I was just using that as an excuse to get off the phone.

My camera was already wrapped around my neck, so I tucked my phone into my pocket and lifted the strap from around me. As I snapped my pictures, I found myself becoming more and more relaxed and at peace. I know the saying… men are stimulated by what they see and women are stimulated by what they hear… but I was for sure stimulated by things that were visually pleasing.

I enjoyed finding beauty in all things.

And people.

My roaming eye has been the source of quite a few issues in past relationships. While I’ve never been a cheater, I do have a habit of window shopping. You know, looking at men that I have absolutely no intentions of ever talking to or being with. But what can I say? If I see a beautiful man I have to admire him. I’m the same way with women, which is why I couldn’t understand why…

Honk! Honk! Hooonnnk!

Shifting my gaze towards the sound of the intrusively loud horn, my eyes squinted at the sight of the moving truck. Since no one lived at the house next to mine, I parked my pickup truck in the driveway. I started to take my time walking over to the truck since they wanted to be an asshole resting on their horn, but I walked over at my usual pace anyway.

The driver waited until I was at the door to ask, “You know whose truck this is?”

I looked from his half bald sweaty head to his beet red cheeks. It was hot outside and his air clearly wasn’t working. I didn’t blame him for being a little irritable, but that still didn’t stop me from saying…

“Hello, how are you?”

It took him a second to catch on, but he did eventually.

“I’m hot and ready to drop off this load. How are you?”

“I’m fine, thank you. Give me a second to grab my keys and I’ll move my truck.”

“That’s your truck?” He asked the back of me as I walked away.

“Yep,” I tossed over my shoulder with a small smile.

I made my way through my bright green grass and into my home. Normally I’d take the time to appreciate the little things about my decor that I loved, but I headed straight for the kitchen this time. After grabbing the key to the truck, I snagged a few paper cups and the pitcher of lemonade I’d made out of the refrigerator.

Back outside, I headed back next door, stopping at the sight of the chocolate treat that had parked behind the moving truck and was standing next to it. I watched as he smiled, bobbing his head up and down at whatever the man in the drivers seat was saying. Baldy said something about me and pointed my way, causing the chocolate cutie to look in my direction. The moment his eyes settled on mine my entire body locked. There was no way in hell I’d survive him being my new next door neighbor.

Third-4/27-Love Knockout-Aubreé Pynn

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SYNOPSIS

Give me your heart so I can take it.

I will never give it back. I will never give it back.

Roman is facing his mistake head first. Wren has to be his.

With family issues stirring, Roman takes a hard look in the mirror and examines his flaws. He is hell bent on getting back in Wren’s good graces and reclaiming his spot in her heart. But first, he must revisit the place where he first became a man to understand the next step of his journey.

Wren is learning how to be alone but her heart won’t let go of the imprint Roman left behind. Leaning on her girls and her family, Wren learns an important lesson in forgiving everyone involved in breaking her heart, including Roman.

Will Roman manage to fight his way back into Wren’s heart round after round or will it be a love knockout before the bell for the twelfth round can ring?

SAMPLE

Wren Franklin

Wren stood in the middle of Kwame’s guest bedroom and sighed to herself after tucking her hair behind her ears. There was a reason she avoided Roman like the plaque. She wasn’t fully over him. He’d find every chance he had to bombard her with reasons why they needed to be together or statements she knew he would later flake on. All in all, she was tired. She wanted something new to distract her from that old thing.

Roman may have had her heart but his lease was up, and it was time to give it back.

A soft knock on the door prompted her to wipe her tears and straighten up her demeanor.

Brielle stepped in and smiled. “Are you okay?”

Wren forced a smile and laughed her encounter with Roman off as if it were nothing and he was nothing to her. “Yeah, why wouldn’t I be? It’s just beer, the cleaners can get it out.”

“Wren,” Brielle hummed looking over her. “You know if you don’t deal with this now, you’re evidently going to break.”

“What is there to deal with, Bri? It’s done. There isn’t any going back. I’m moving forward. If I don’t then I’m stuck.”

“But—”

“But nothing, Roman had his time. Times up. Wren needs love too, and she’s going to get it.”

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FINAL SNEAK PEEK-BREATHLESS SURRENDER

Hey, reader!

Tomorrow India Norfleet returns with Breathless Surrender and we have one more sneak peek to share with you!

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SYNOPSIS

With no other feeling as exciting as that first soul shaking thrust, the act deserves to be acknowledged and celebrated. Allow your body to unwind, relax and completely wallow in the gloriously sweet collision of deep strokes and breathless surrender until you can no longer deny the delectable sexual stirring within you that refuses to let you do anything but succumb to elation so great, your mind won’t be able to register anything else. Breathless Surrender will force you to give in to all those tongue loving freaky, hidden desires and naughty guilty pleasures, both of the orally lickable and penetrating varies. The succulent words weaved between this kinky treasure will screw with your mind so hard and deep, you’ll wonder how you’ve ever managed to live life without it.

SNEAK PEEK

Dive In

The passion we carried between us was uncontrollable and unrelentingly tasty.

His hugs rushed physical lightning bolt c*t bursting vibrations through me.

The long, slow grind of his d*k trapped me in a permanent state of horniness.

He pounded my p*y so fucking deep ripples of pleasure tickled my c*t and teased my wetness.

The effect he had on my body scared and enraptured me.

He knew more about what made me cum more than every man before him plus myself.

He uplifts me and he fucks me midair often.

I shamelessly spread myself open for him.

He grins and licks his lips as he dives in.

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FINAL SNEAK PEEK-ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING FOR LOVE

Hey, reader!

Tomorrow Monica Walters returns with her new book Anything and Everything For Love and we have one final sneak peek to share with you!

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SYNOPSIS

Sometimes, life isn’t fair due to no fault of your own. Keonshay Collins knows that feeling all too well. Being the second born child of eight, she knows that she doesn’t have to experience failure to learn a lesson. Her mother continuously shovels her responsibilities of child rearing onto Keonshay, despite the fact that she’s only a twenty year old college student. Learning to navigate through those difficulties, Keonshay has taken the responsibility to raise her younger siblings, teaching them how to be respectable and responsible. Just when things begin to really fall apart, Keonshay is approached by her crush, who leaves her reeling with emotion. As Kace tries to come on strong, she continues to pull away, embarrassed about her current struggles.

Some people seem to have it all. That is the perception people got when they looked at Kace Moses. He’s good-looking, smart, wealthy, and can shimmy like no other at the Kappa step shows. Following his parents’ guidance has been engrained in him. He knows what he wants out of life but hasn’t quite found who he wanted to be the love of it, until he sees Keonshay. Observing her for months, he decides to approach her. That same day he realizes that he has taken on a lot, but his heart refuses to let him move on without her.

Through life’s challenges, Keon and Kace struggle to conquer every obstacle thrown their way. While in their hearts they feel they would do any and everything for love, will there ever come a time when enough is enough? Will they have the strength to hold on to their destinies or will the love and preservation of others in their lives pull them apart?

SNEAK PEEK

She pulled her hand from mine and walked away. Fuck! I only told her because I knew Yamisse was a loud mouth and would probably end up telling her that she told me. I watched her for a moment, then ran to catch up with her. She had tears in her eyes. “Keon.”

She nearly jumped out of her skin. I guess she wasn’t expecting me to run after her. At least she stopped walking. I grabbed her hand and tried to let her see the sincerity in my eyes. “Please. Give me a chance. Let me spend time with you after your class.”

She looked at her feet. “I have to get home.”

“Well, let me bring you home.”

“No.”

Damn. “Can I at least have your number?”

She handed me her phone and said, “Call yourself.”

I smiled, then looked down at her phone to see four little girls on the background. I called myself and let it go to voicemail, while she watched me with a slight frown. “Yo Kace, this Keon’s number. Don’t fuck it up.”

I ended the call as she tried to stifle a giggle. “I can’t believe you just left yourself a voicemail.”

“Can I walk you to class? You have over thirty minutes to get there.”

“Yeah,” she responded as she blushed.

I grabbed her hand and went back inside to get my backpack. One of my frat brothers saw me and said, “What’s up, frat? That’s you?” he asked, referring to Keon.

“This is Keon. Keon this is Flynn.”

He extended his hand and smiled at her. She hesitantly shook his hand, then said, “Yeah, I’m for him.”

I smiled. I knew she only said that to let Flynn know she was off limits. He was looking her over and I was about to put him in his place until she said that. He nodded his head, then shook my hand. “Holla at’chu later, bruh.”

I grabbed her hand again. “So, you for me?”

“Not really, but I damn sho’ ain’t for him or anybody else around this campus.”

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FINAL SNEAK PEEK-BREAKING DAWN

Hey, reader!

Tomorrow C. Monet returns with Breaking Dawn, book one of her new series Love Under New Management and we have one more sneak peek to share with you!

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SYNOPSIS

Dawn Theron is a self-made woman with the confidence of a thousand women dwelling and flowing through her veins. Being the owner of the hottest strip club isn’t easy when you have men coming attempting to tarnish something they didn’t create. While running her business, she is also tasked with raising her son. She’s focused on getting everything she wanted. Love is around the corner waiting to knock on her door, but she doesn’t plan on answering. 

Andre Caine has his eyes set on Dawn’s business but isn’t prepared for the fight ahead. Walking in he thinks this will be an easy move until he meets Dawn face to face. She’s unfiltered and not afraid to let him know who’s the boss. He’s now tasked with keeping it strictly business or fighting a love like he’s never imagined. 

Both Dawn and Andre are unsure where this meeting will go but one thing for sure is he plans to break Dawn down either to love her or take her business. The choice is hers. Will Dawn let her guard down? Will Andre back off when he finally gets to know her?

This is the first part of the three-book series Love Under New Management. This will be a standalone series.

SNEAK PEEK

What’s wrong? I can see it in your face.”

Rubbing my head again and I decided it was best to be honest with her. Whatever she came with I would deal with because I deserved it. Khia should have never ever been brought to my real home. A home that I purchased and didn’t have any plans on leaving.

“Khia at the house acting and shit,” I admitted. Seeing her fall back in laughter irritated me more. There wasn’t a damn thing funny about what I said. Her and Ry with all the laughs and jokes wasn’t cool. My head was starting to hurt thinking of how I could have handled this better. Khia thought this was about Dawn but it was on the way before. She just refused to see her own fault in this.

“Ooo, he said a cuss word.”

“My bad, little man,” I replied ruffling his head. Moochie was something else and I was already enjoying being in both him and his mother’s company. Watching him play put so much in perspective for me. This was the beautiful cycle of life and I couldn’t wait for my own transformation into fatherhood.

“Don’t pay him any mind or her. Do you need to go handle that?”

“Ry said she got it, but I know this is just the beginning of the crazy mess. What’s fucking with me is that I thought I handled it the only way to handle it. I told her the truth. How does the truth backfire?”

“Andre, you need to face this head on. Your truth isn’t going to be her truth. Admit your faults and handle it before the crazy mess continues. Because you shouldn’t have been messing with them Waffle House hoes and cheap ass freaks, to begin with,” she joked.

“Ain’t nothing wrong with the freaky freaks,” I replied.

“For real, if you need to leave we can link up some other time.”

“I just got your attention and I will not lose it. Let’s just pray she doesn’t Left Eye my shit. Moochie, go play so I can talk to your momma.”

As Moochie ran off I turned to look at a vibrant Dawn. The sun did her miracles every time it landed on her soft face. Being around her felt safe and sure. She was transforming me into a better version of myself. For so long I created this persona, moving with scattered pieces and giving only what I felt was necessary. She wasn’t having it and it was motivating. Dawn was requiring pieces and parts of me I only hoped would be used.

“Dawn, I know I’ve said it before, but I want to remind you that I’m really feeling you. We been kicking it and it’s been cool, but I think we should think of more. Like a title. What do you say?”

“As much as I wished this wasn’t happening, I have to admit that I’ve been thinking the same thing. You are funny, present, and open, it would be crazy to say no to you. You’ve been nothing but persistent. But Andre, I ain’t Khia and I won’t play so nice with my heart being fucked with. Understood?”

“You don’t have anything to worry about and I know I can’t just say that, but I am fully prepared to show you that this heart is only searching for more of yours,” I explained. Watching her smile reach the heavens caused mine to match hers. The smile plastered on her face would cause her back teeth to ache if I kept it up. That’s exactly what I wanted.

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SAMPLE SUNDAY TIMES THREE

Happy Sunday Ladies!!!

For this edition of Sample Sunday we have three excerpts of the next few BLP releases coming your way this week!

First-4/18-Breaking Dawn-C.Monet
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SYNOPSIS

Dawn Theron is a self-made woman with the confidence of a thousand women dwelling and flowing through her veins. Being the owner of the hottest strip club isn’t easy when you have men coming attempting to tarnish something they didn’t create. While running her business, she is also tasked with raising her son. She’s focused on getting everything she wanted. Love is around the corner waiting to knock on her door, but she doesn’t plan on answering. 

Andre Caine has his eyes set on Dawn’s business but isn’t prepared for the fight ahead. Walking in he thinks this will be an easy move until he meets Dawn face to face. She’s unfiltered and not afraid to let him know who’s the boss. He’s now tasked with keeping it strictly business or fighting a love like he’s never imagined. 

Both Dawn and Andre are unsure where this meeting will go but one thing for sure is he plans to break Dawn down either to love her or take her business. The choice is hers. Will Dawn let her guard down? Will Andre back off when he finally gets to know her?

This is the first part of the three-book series Love Under New Management. This will be a standalone series.

SAMPLE

“Thank you for meeting with me. I’m Andre, but the streets call me Caine. Me and my partner here have a proposition,” I started. Her eyes rolled, and I knew this was continuing down the wrong path. She wasn’t relaxing or dropping the front.   

 “What can you offer me that I can’t get for myself? I know you see what I have going on and I don’t need the likes of you propositioning me for shit.”

 “Investment, new customers and protection of course.”

 She began to laugh and look to her friend who was too busy filing her nails as if she wasn’t a part of this meeting. I looked at Dooney and he shrugged. Neither of us could understand what was taking place before us. The second girl didn’t look like she had an attitude, not like Dawn. But it was clear that behind the eye glasses she was not for the bullshit either. 

 “Do I look dumb?” she asked, now sitting behind the desk. Following suit, I took a seat and leaned back.  She thought she was tough, but I knew deep down inside this was all her baby daddy’s doing. He owed me a favor and she was going to honor it whether she agreed or not. 

“Not at all, but I think we could help each other. You got a nice ass place and I want in. I think it would be smart for you to consider.”

“First of all, I respect honesty and cutting to the chase. So let’s do that, you want to wash your money here or shake me down, let’s be real. But let me say this before you continue, Andre. There is absolutely nothing you can do for me. I’m already what you want to be. A nigga will never be able to own me or call the shoots for me.”

“See, you catch on quick, but you are wrong. You are nowhere near where I am. If you were me there would be no way a nigga like me would be able to walk in here and step. Tighten up.”

“No.”

 “No?” I repeated coming a little closer to the desk.

 “I didn’t stutter, stammer or miss a beat. The answer is NO. You can wash your money every time you come in and make it rain on my girls. I don’t do illegal dealings. And as far as you coming in my shit, it’s nothing. You nor anybody else in this city put fear in my heart. My heart rate hasn’t changed one bit since you walked in. Wanna check?” 

I smiled because I liked her a lot. It was too soon to say I was in love but shit she was a woman after my heart talking like that.  Having someone like her on my team would shake shit up and be beneficial. If only she could tone it down and let me mold her she would be an even better boss than what she was now. I could change her life in the best of ways. 

Second-4/19-Anything and Everything For Love-Monica Walters
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SYNOPSIS

Sometimes, life isn’t fair due to no fault of your own. Keonshay Collins knows that feeling all too well. Being the second born child of eight, she knows that she doesn’t have to experience failure to learn a lesson. Her mother continuously shovels her responsibilities of child rearing onto Keonshay, despite the fact that she’s only a twenty year old college student. Learning to navigate through those difficulties, Keonshay has taken the responsibility to raise her younger siblings, teaching them how to be respectable and responsible. Just when things begin to really fall apart, Keonshay is approached by her crush, who leaves her reeling with emotion. As Kace tries to come on strong, she continues to pull away, embarrassed about her current struggles.

Some people seem to have it all. That is the perception people got when they looked at Kace Moses. He’s good-looking, smart, wealthy, and can shimmy like no other at the Kappa step shows. Following his parents’ guidance has been engrained in him. He knows what he wants out of life but hasn’t quite found who he wanted to be the love of it, until he sees Keonshay. Observing her for months, he decides to approach her. That same day he realizes that he has taken on a lot, but his heart refuses to let him move on without her.

Through life’s challenges, Keon and Kace struggle to conquer every obstacle thrown their way. While in their hearts they feel they would do any and everything for love, will there ever come a time when enough is enough? Will they have the strength to hold on to their destinies or will the love and preservation of others in their lives pull them apart?

SAMPLE

As if reading my thoughts, he backed under the water and rinsed himself. Watching that water cascade down all that body had me feeling more lust than I had in a long time. I was ready for him to teach me things I didn’t even know I needed to learn. He got out the shower, then helped me out and wrapped me in a towel while he shook his head.

“What’s wrong, Kace?”

“I didn’t wanna cover that body up. Shit.”

“Well, I’ll hurry.”

He smirked, then dried himself off and headed to the bed. Once I finished, I joined him. He was standing next to the bed with the covers pulled back. “Do you have some lotion in your purse?”

“Yeah.”

I dug through it, then handed him the small bottle. “Lay down, Keon.”

Oh, this was gonna do me in. I kissed his lips, then did as he requested. He squirted lotion in his hands then rubbed his hands together as he licked those thick lips. When his hands touched my feet and legs, the moisture between my legs multiplied itself times ten. Kace had me turn over to my stomach and the way he kneaded my thighs then my ass made me wanna just say stop, let’s get to it. After rubbing my back and shoulders, he went back to my ass. I moaned as I enjoyed the sensuality of it, until I felt his face there. The sharp intake of air nearly choked me.

Third-4/20-Breathless Surrender-India Norfleet
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SYNOPSIS

With no other feeling as exciting as that first soul shaking thrust, the act deserves to be acknowledged and celebrated. Allow your body to unwind, relax and completely wallow in the gloriously sweet collision of deep strokes and breathless surrender until you can no longer deny the delectable sexual stirring within you that refuses to let you do anything but succumb to elation so great, your mind won’t be able to register anything else. Breathless Surrender will force you to give in to all those tongue loving freaky, hidden desires and naughty guilty pleasures, both of the orally lickable and penetrating varies. The succulent words weaved between this kinky treasure will screw with your mind so hard and deep, you’ll wonder how you’ve ever managed to live life without it.

SAMPLE

Mind Fucking

My full lips softened under his.

The gentle persuasion of his kisses had our thighs and hips meeting so much I lost track of how many times our bodies intertwined.

It was damn potent being in his arms.

He took bold possession of me always.

The potential of orgasmic outbursts were endless and seductive heat and lust induced aromas tempted us.

His handsome ass poured sweet nothings upon me and made me want to hand wrap my p*y and deliver it to him for dinner.

He couldn’t get enough of him palming my ass in public.

Sex always began between us long before we ever entered the bedroom.

He’d been mind fucking me for days.

I could still feel his d*k print on my frontal lobe.

I can still taste it as he eased between my lips.

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FINAL SNEAK PEEK-THE GAME OF LOVE

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Tomorrow Aubreé Pynn returns with The Game of Love and we have one final sneak peek to share with you!

thegameoflove

SYNOPSIS

Betrayal, pain, and shame have entangled themselves in Brielle and Julian’s marriage.

Instead of crying and waiting for Julian to come to his senses, Brielle realizes that love is a game. A game that requires the best man to win. Stepping out on an adventure, Brielle dives head first into trouble. Disguised as a gentle and caring spirit, Brielle is played in the worst way.

While Brielle is stewing in her shame, Julian has troubles of his own. He is quickly learning that love doesn’t play fair and he is losing miserably. With the two of them hitting rock bottom, they have no one else to turn to but each other.

Will their shame and raw truth pull them back together or separate them for good? Find out in The Game of Love.

SAMPLE

Brielle Harris

Brielle still hadn’t digested everything that happened at his birthday party. After learning about Julian’s affair, she shut down, any time she would attempt a conversation she thought about how many times they talked until the sun came up and his mind was elsewhere. She’s isolated herself from healing and submerged herself into a dark lonely space. She hadn’t reached out to Nadia since the petty blow up a few weeks ago. Brielle didn’t want to admit that she needed her girls to help her through this.

Pushing her hair out of her face, she pulled her visor down and opened the flap of the mirror and looked at her tired eyes. She hadn’t gotten much sleep without Julian in the bed with her. He agreed to give her space after she asked for it, he reluctantly moved into the guest bedroom. At this point, she was feeling like she had a roommate and not a husband. When she felt the urge to beg him to come back to their bed and make things right, she would think about his deceitful actions and decided against it.

Without a doubt, Julian had broken her in the worse way. Her fear was knowing why he did it. Just thinking about how he betrayed her trust was more than she could process. The overwhelming feeling it invoked in her was enough to make her go crazy. She was making massive attempts not to scream, throw things and lose her mind. Up until this point, she thought their marriage was perfect so why now? Why carry on an entire relationship behind her back? The questions were endless.
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FINAL SNEAK PEEK-ALL THE SHADES OF YOU

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Tomorrow Jess Words returns with All The Shades of You and we have one final sneak peek to share with you!

AllTheShadesOfYou

SYNOPSIS

I’ve been running all my life from love that

makes me foolish.

I’m grinning and smiling.

Air headed and clueless.

Who’s this?

 

I gave my Warmest Regards

to lost love.

Giving of the utmost gratitude

to the process of healing.

All The Shades of You

got me sailing oceans of new feelings.

 

So I took paper to pen.

Bled the ink of my thoughts for you.

Packaged it in poetry so beautiful

it’d be a crime to keep from others.

 

Walk with me please,

I’ll show you

Love’s True Color.

-Jess Words

 

SNEAK PEEK

Manna

He said we were a match made in hell.

Well, one man’s hell…

I say I can be your manna

More satisfying than water in the desert

If that’s what you want to let me be to you

it’s all about the picture you create

They’re saying I’m sprung

They haven’t seen me smile like this in a while

Really it’s because you let my devilish side run wild

The woman who doesn’t want to be good

Just debased in the basest of ways

Really how much more can I say

Strip me of my purity

Let me run free

I’ve given you permission to push me to the boundaries

Then kick me over

Drown me til it’s over

Til we can’t say hi or bye

Any longer

And I want nothing else to do with you

And we’re run through

And the course has played its safest bet

Lets still be cordial

Lets still be friends

Lets still say hi and bye, hope to see you again

Even though you know every curve, every bend

Home

It feels like home

If home is the escape from every where else in the world.

Losing time inside, beside

your favorite girl.

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SAMPLE SUNDAY-TIMES THREE

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It’s Sunday and you already know what that means! Samplessss! We have quite a few releases coming your way over the next few weeks! Here’s a first look into a few.

First-4/10-All The Shades of You-Jess Words

AllTheShadesOfYou

SYNOPSIS

I’ve been running all my life from love that

makes me foolish.

I’m grinning and smiling.

Air headed and clueless.

Who’s this?

 

I gave my Warmest Regards

to lost love.

Giving of the utmost gratitude

to the process of healing.

All The Shades of You

got me sailing oceans of new feelings.

 

So I took paper to pen.

Bled the ink of my thoughts for you.

Packaged it in poetry so beautiful

it’d be a crime to keep from others.

 

Walk with me please,

I’ll show you

Love’s True Color.

Jess Words

 

SAMPLE

Ray of Light

Hello there, beautiful little ray of light.

May I share with you, myself?

I’ve been searching quite a long time for this feeling,

that I’ve felt.

So unbelievable, that it’s true.

Somehow, as I walked along

I stumbled into loving, all the shades of you.

 

Can I show you where I’m hurting?

Pour my soul into your hands?

I really hope they’re good, I hope you understand.

I’m trusting you, although appearance says beware.

 

¡Escúchame! My sweet little ray, espere por favor.

I’ll only give you glimpses, until I’m fairly sure.

Do you know how much I love you

for being all the spark I needed

through the dark? For the clearing of my heart.

From the rest you stood apart.

 

Infectious, the way I crave your presence. Your essence.

Imagine basking in the sun as it peeks

through leaves on forest trees.

Or how it would feel, to lay silently in space

watching our spirits play. They sing the perfect melody.

Somewhere deep beneath the roots of me,

You understand inherently.

Loving me, means, setting me free.

Second-4/12-The Game of Love-Aubreé Pynn

thegameoflove

SYNOPSIS

Betrayal, pain, and shame have entangled themselves in Brielle and Julian’s marriage.

Instead of crying and waiting for Julian to come to his senses, Brielle realizes that love is a game. A game that requires the best man to win. Stepping out on an adventure, Brielle dives head first into trouble. Disguised as a gentle and caring spirit, Brielle is played in the worst way.

While Brielle is stewing in her shame, Julian has troubles of his own. He is quickly learning that love doesn’t play fair and he is losing miserably. With the two of them hitting rock bottom, they have no one else to turn to but each other.

Will their shame and raw truth pull them back together or separate them for good? Find out in The Game of Love.

SAMPLE

While he stared in the distance, he spotted a group of women laughing amongst themselves strolling through the crowd of people. He’d seen them before separately and never thought that they knew each other. But looking at them now, Julian could see that they went well together. The shorter petite one was the one he couldn’t take his eyes off of. Her caramel skin beamed hues of yellows and gold as the sun’s rays danced over it. Her smile was wide and her perfect white teeth were a great match. Julian had a pet peeve about straight teeth so already she was in the top running. His eyes trailed from her perfect dimpled smile to the books she was cradling against her body. She was a perfect size, perfect build, he couldn’t have fantasized this any better. She wore a basic off the shoulder white t-shirt and jean shorts with a pair of pink sandals on her white pedicured toes. Studying her like his biology finals outline he grunted lowly feeling his dick thump against his shorts.

“Damn,” Kwame grunted looking in the same direction that Julian was staring helplessly in. “Now, that’s what I’m talking about.”

Kwame’s eyes roamed up and down the thicker friend. She had toasted caramel skin, big hair, and bigger hips. Just like he liked his women, thicker than a snicker.

Julian stood to his feet like he was in a trance he couldn’t break himself out of.  “Woah, woah. Calm down, tiger.” Kwame stuck his arm out to stop Julian from taking a step further and ruining both of their reputations by stepping to them first. “They’re coming this way. Chill, chill, chill.”

Julian licked his full rosewood lips and kept his eyes locked on his target. He sat back down on the top of the bench and watched as the group parted ways with one girl and started their pursuit again. The beauty that Julian was fixated on stopped once more to look at him. Reaching out to tap her friend’s arm and point to his direction, her friend raised her brow and rolled her eyes. He couldn’t hear what they were saying but from the looks of it, they were fussing amongst themselves about walking over to the bench. Julian’s prey grabbed her friend by the hand and drug her over to Kwame and Julian.

“Listen, when they get over, play it cool. Don’t start acting like…well you know yourself,” Kwame mumbled as the girls approached him. “The one with the thick ass thighs is mine. She looks like she tastes like a tropical fruit platter with a side of caramel. You know I got a sweet tooth.”

Third-4/22-Gumbo-Aliada Duncan

gumbo

SYNOPSIS

Gumbo: Potent Poetry And Parables invites you into a world of words rippled with poetic passion. Thought provoking and riveting, your reader senses will tingle and come alive with this potent page turner. Tapping into ethereal emotions one word at a time, this collection of poetry is seasoned with the right ingredients. Your mental taste buds will sizzle with these poems and parables. Uncompromised and unusual; spirituality, relationships, erotica, identity, history and stories are bonded together in this body of written artistry. This is a divine manuscript for the mystic mind. A recipe that’s filled with tantalizing twists and tales, you’ll feel this supernatural sensation on the tip of your tongue.

SAMPLE
Today’s Forecast

“Today’s forecast—

Mostly cloudy with a high chance of agony

With precipitation at 100%

Raining down misery

Better get your raincoats folks—

It’s going to be a reign of anguish

Humidity at about 75%

You can’t beat this hell of heat

Pain on repeat

Accompanied by winds at 15 miles per hour

Blowing in some bitterness

I suggest you stay inside—

You don’t want this shit”

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