Monday, December 8, 2014

Tweens Writing A Universal Message of Forgiveness and Understanding

Three amazing stories about the magic of Christmas and discovering what really matters when it comes to celebrating the season!

Purchase Link


 Operation: Santa is Real

Max and Mickey are twins who share everything! A love of sno cones, video games, and Christmas…especially Santa Claus. But Max no longer believes in Santa and Mickey is on a mission to convince her brother that Santa is real. But when her plan backfires, Mickey may find herself on Santa’s naughty list. And when all is said and done, the M and M twins will learn what really matters when it comes to celebrating the season.

  Friending the Grinch
Jasmine can’t seem to find her Christmas spirit. A new girl named Jayla has stolen her joy, and some of her friends. Between her conniving and lying, Jayla is ruining Jasmine’s life. But Jasmine is the only one that can see Jayla for the Grinch that she is. Everyone else is fooled by her sob story of a tough life. Can Jasmine get her family and friends to see the truth? Or will Jayla help her discover a few things about herself?

 The Littlest Elf
Kylie is small. The tiniest elf in Santa’s workshop and she can’t seem to do anything right. After nearly ruining Christmas, she finds herself wondering if she will ever be good enough to work for Santa. Following a worldwind adventure, she finds that she was closer to the answer than she thought. Join Kylie as she discovers the real meaning of Christmas!





Friday, December 5, 2014

Naughty or Nice Blog Tour Presents: The Perfect Present

Three tweens writing a universal message about forgiveness and understanding.

Excerpt from Friending The Grinch by Jackie Lee

We walked into our bedroom and Jayla immediately turned up her nose as she looked around. Tionna and I had matching white canopy beds with black ballerina themed bedding. Jayla looked at the two IPads on our dresser, then our laptop and Wii.
Jayla dropped on Tionna’s bed and looked around the room, glaring at our pink painted wall, which was covered with Mindless Behavior, Bruno Mars and One Direction posters.
Tionna spoke first. “Do you want to play the Wii? We have some fun games.”
“Wii is for babies.  I haven’t played the Wii since I left 4th grade,” Jayla snapped, rolling her eyes again.
I crossed my arms and turned my back to Jayla.
“If I was you, I wouldn’t let your mama catch you with an attitude. You don’t want her to come in here and yank you off again.” Jayla actually laughed.
I had enough. I was about to go off. Luckily, Tionna stepped in.
“It’s okay, Jasmine. We only have to put up with her for a little while longer,” Tionna whispered.
I stared at Jayla. Yeah, forget my grandma’s plan for us to BFFs. That wasn’t gonna happen. I stomped over to my bed, plopped down and grabbed my pink frilly pillow.
“So we have the Simms app on our IPad. You wanna play?” Tionna asked.
          “Well, I guess I could play your little game,” Jayla said.        
“If it is so little, you need to go play your own game,” I huffed under my breath.
“So what do you girls do for fun here in the whack town?” Jayla asked.
I had to squeeze my pillow tighter. I was just going to ignore her, that’s what I was going to do.
“Well, sometimes we go skating with the youth group at church. We also go to the library with our friends for afterschool activities,” said Tionna.
I couldn’t see her, since I was ignoring her, but I could tell she had her nose all turned up just by the way she sounded. “Church group and the library? Please. You are as whack as this town. I am going to have to liven you girls up!” Jayla said.
Okay, that was it. My momma and grandma was just going to have to be mad at me! I’d had enough.
“We are fine just the way we are. We don’t need any help from you!”  I yelled.
“Obviously, you do!” Jayla screamed right back. “You whack. Your town is whack! And you can have all all the nice stuff in the world, and you still gonna be whack.”
“Then why don’t you get out!” I shouted.
“Girls, are you okay? What is all that noise up there?” Grandma Bessie yelled from the bottom of the stairs.
Tionna stuck her head out the door. “Nothing, Grandma. We’re fine

Is Jayla Naughty or Nice?

Monday, December 1, 2014

Review of the Loner by Kate More

Love Conquers all in the hypnotic tale of romance and revenge. Anne James broke William Sloan’s heart years ago. Now, William is a billionaire is who wants to extract his form of vengeance on Anne. Therefore, he joins a stuffy board of directors to accomplish what he sets out as his goal. However, when the sparks fly and secrets unfold, will William be able to find the pieces of his broken heart.

Excerpt from The Loner:

“Whatever committee I’m on. She has to be on it.”
“It can be arranged.”
“Arrange it.” Will turned and walked away before he did anything else stupid. He headed for the short hallway off the main patio. He hadn’t made his revenge speech yet.
He leaned against the wall opposite the door marked “Women,” tipped his head back against the stucco surface, and drew a steadying breath. He could count the number of times he’d seen her without a jacket. The lavender dress she wore offered revealing views of her person. From thin straps the neckline dipped in a simple lace-edged V. While Chambers spoke, Will’s eyes kept wandering back to that dipping V. He imagined hooking his fingers in those straps and pushing them down over her shoulders. And then telling her how over her he was. That was the plan, right?
When the door opened, he shifted, flattening a palm against each wall, blocking her way. She halted in front of him and squared her shoulders.
“Nice lace.”
She blushed instantly, and her response sent a hot flash to his groin.
She recovered quicker than he did. “Do you know why Josh Huntington threw us together tonight?”
“His deep devotion to Canyon.”
A look of disgust crossed her face. “Josh doesn’t do anything that isn’t purely in his own self-interest.”
He was glad to hear her say it. At least she wasn’t taken in by the guy. His own questions were pressing on him again. “Why did you leave Canyon?”
“Why did you come here tonight?”
He kept his palms flat against each wall. “Are you kidding? New Directions for Canyon? I’m the only guy who doesn’t see the place as a holy shrine. You want to hear my idea for Canyon? Sell it to developers, bring in the wrecking ball and the backhoes, and give hundreds of poor kids a full college ride.”
“An excellent plan. Hostile, but practical.” She tried to slip by him, and he leaned forward, bringing his face within inches of hers.
“Make me less hostile.” He reached out a hand and tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear. Her whole body shivered at the touch, and he felt gut-punched. He forced himself to press for the answers he wanted. “Why didn’t you answer that letter?”
He caught a puzzled look in her eyes, but the men’s room door opened.
“This is not the time or the place for this conversation.”
“Come with me. You can explain it.”
Voices intruded. Two men stepped into the hallway and halted. Will took his hands from the walls. Deep brown eyes pleaded with him. He took her arm, leading her down the hall.
“You were eighteen,” she said in a low voice.
“I knew my mind. You pretended not to know yours.”
“You had an amazing college opportunity ahead of you.”
“You didn’t believe in me. You believed in guys like Moreland, but not in me. You thought I wouldn’t make it.”
“You had not even begun to live. I was a widow. My husband had been dead barely a year. A year.”
“You saw where I lived,” he said quietly. “You were afraid to take a chance on a nobody like me.”
“I did what I had to do, what I thought was right. And look at you. You’ve done well. Without me. You can’t deny it.” She slipped out of his hold and headed across the patio.
A smart man would let her go. He decided to be smart.

 The Loner is the first book in Kate Moore's newest series, The Canyon Club


Gatsby meets Persuasion in a story of sex and money in L.A. as a self-sufficient loner, new billionaire Will Sloan, dares to cross the divide of privilege to claim his lost love.

Loner Will Sloan, son of a waitress and a dead rodeo cowboy, former scholarship student, new billionaire, is back in L.A., land of palm-lined drives and fiery sunsets. His friends urge him to jump into the hot city dating scene, but a chance encounter at a school reunion revives a powerful past love. He’s never forgotten Annie James…and this time around, he swears he’ll do the walking out.

Widowed young, Annie James believes she’s recovered from the early heartbreaks that left her single and jobless at 24. Ten years later, she’s got a job, a house, and a personal passion helping at-risk kids. Then she steps up to do a favor for a friend and help a poor boy win a scholarship to the Canyon School. Doing so unlocks the door to the past, and to the one man who could break her heart again. This time, though, love will conquer all. 

“Moore is a talent to remember.” —RT Book Reviews


Tuesday, October 28, 2014

The Heart Of Him is Free for the next three days!

Free for the next Three days!

   Award winning author, Iris Bolling, has a treat for her fans. The Heart of Him, a book that introduces us to the powerful political Brooks family, will be free on Amazon for the next three days.  
  The Heart of Him is second book in the award winning Heart Series. Sparks Fly when the gorgeous and sassy Ashley Harrison sets her site on the aloof James Brooks. 
   James is willing to share his bed but Ashley wants him to share his heart. James has secrets in his past that keeps his emotions hostage. Will Ashley be able to rescue him from his demons?
   Ashley also has skeletons in her closet that are threatening to be exposed. An ex flame wants to ignite the pass. He wants Ashley by any means necessary. Will the ex-factor actions cause damage to the fragile boundaries that surrounds their relationships? 
Download your copy of this political thriller today!

<a href="">Follow my blog with Bloglovin</a>

Tuesday, October 14, 2014

Raise Your MIc For Good

  It pains me to observe so many women speaking negatively about other women. Our nation once boasted women who uplifted, encouraged and empowered our communities. However, with the growing ease of a click, we crucify, condemn and blame, in order to be liked or followed on social media. 
 As a child, I recall my grandmother and her friends welcoming new people in the community with food from our freezer and spreads from our linen closet. Mind you, we were far from being rich. However, it was our elders’ sense of community and humanity that propelled them to assist others in need.
  What has happened to cause our nurturers to detach their mind and actions from a community of purpose? Are we a group of people who have been desensitized by the growing popularity of bashing other women in various media platforms?  Do we view are sisters as our rivals and not our allies? 
 The bitter pills women are swallowing are having a great side effect on the youth. Often, you observe young girls engaging in sharing malicious gossip, sexting and bullying. In fact, these devastating acts, in some circles, are considered are now considered a rite of passage. Many of the adolescent impacted by this acts, are caring scars that bandages can’t hide.
 It is time for my mighty women warriors to rise to the occasion. Please utilize extreme caution when you exercise your freedom of speech.  Use your birthing lips to soothe and not destroy.