Book Review – And So She Waited – Shakuita Johnson

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And So She Waited
Shakuita Johnson

Do we ever really know what someone is thinking? What they are feeling? What struggles they have? What demons they live with? What hurt they carry? What torments their soul?

Or are we so self absorbed that we just see what we want to see, and simply don’t see the person standing in front of us at all?

And So She Waited is one of the most hardest novels we have had to read.
Why?
Because it’s confronting. It’s emotional. But more importantly, it’s real.
This happens in real life.
This happens to people.
This happens everyday.

This is Raven Sinclair’s story.
A story about a love that is one sided. A love that will never be returned by the one she needs and wants it from the most. The one she craves it from.

This is Matthew Masterson’s story.
A story about a…

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Where Did The Time Go

Well as I sit here and enjoy the last day of being in my 20s I look back on my life and think to myself, what have I done in the last almost 30 years of my life?

So many things…

I gave 8 years of my life to the USAF

I published a few stories

I’ve been overseas a few times

I got to go to the Louvre

Meet a lot of cool people

Went to a few book signings (some as fans and some as an author myself)

I lost my mom

I got two degrees (an AA in Logistics and a BA in Psychology)

Starting working on my Master’s

And so many more things I could probably say. My life has been good and bad, happy and sad, and I don’t think I would change a bit about it. Everything I’ve seen and done has made me into the person that I am today. Who knows what may have happened if some of the choices I made may have been different. All I can do is hope for another 30 or so years after this. Everyday is precious and all I can do is take things one day at a time and keep trying to do better tomorrow than I do today…

 

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NaNo Starts Tomorrow

Whelp NaNoMoWri starts tomorrow and I think this pantser is about ready to start…I have a little bit of the first chapter of the project I’m starting done and I have a Scrivener document with a bunch of notes and what not rearing and ready to go…this is my first one and I’m excited and nervous at the same time. Add in the fact that I’ve not written anything in about a month so we will see how this goes…my novel is called Phoenix Awakening and my nano name is b3arcat26 if anyone wants to add me as a writing buddy…

 

So who else is writing a novel in November? Any ideas or suggestions?

And lastly Happy Halloween people! It’s my favorite time of year :)

Release Day – And So She Waited by Shakuita Johnson

Well it’s ALIVE!!! Release day is here. I couldn’t wait any longer…

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**Mature audiences only 18+…contains darker elements and no HEAs**

***Severe psychological issues presented but not addressed or acknowledged***

This is not a story about love, but a story about how love can consume you. Heart, body, and soul. A story of loving someone so much that the love you feel harms you.

Have you ever loved someone so much, that before you realized it, they owed half of your soul?

Raven Sinclair’s first love had always been ballet until she met Remy Peters. She fell hard and she fell fast and never looked back. He was everything she always believed she wanted but he had other plans.

Remy Peters didn’t believe in love and he wasn’t looking for it. He just wanted to have a good time in between classes and swim team. He’s been seeing Raven for over a year and a half and he’s not sure how it’s lasted this long. It’s not like he’s made any commitments but when he stumbles on the prettiest girl he’s ever seen, he knows it’s time to let Raven go.

Matthew Masterson has loved Raven since he first saw her in ballet class when they were five. They have been best friends ever since and he’s not content to stay there. He sees Remy for who he really is and wastes no time in telling Raven every chance he gets but is Raven his happy ever after or does fate have other plans?

Love, lies, and obsession…three lives bound by twisted desires for what they can’t have.

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Raven

His hands moved up her thighs slowly—too slowly. It was torture. She needed him to touch the place between her legs and stroke her until she was consumed with fire. She wanted him to…

Beep. Beep. Beep.

Raven Sinclair shot up from her bed with a yelp. Holy shit. The dream was back. The same one she had been having for months. She never saw the man’s face, and the dream always ended with his hands sliding up her thighs. Quite frankly, she was sick of the bullshit. She looked over at her alarm clock. It was only four forty-five in the morning. Damnit, she didn’t have to be at her first class until eight. She usually didn’t get up until six, but for some reason her alarm had gone off early. Hopefully she could get another hour of sleep, but she doubted it—stupid fucking dreams. She didn’t know why she was even having them. She had a boyfriend; well, he wasn’t her boyfriend per se, but they spent a lot of time together. Okay, that wasn’t true either; he called when he had the chance. But they loved each other. Well, she loved him, at least. He said he needed time. They had been talking for a year and a half and she was head over heels in love. She would wait forever if she had to. He was worth it. Her friends said she was stupid but screw them. She was in love.

Remy Peters was the one for her. She just knew it in her heart. Ever since she watched him the first day of college in her Freshman Seminar class. He had dirty blond hair, chocolate brown eyes, and the cutest dimples she’d ever seen. He was six feet even and had a lean swimmer’s body. Raven was actually at the Lyrical Muse School Of The Arts on a full scholarship for swimming and ballet, and she would time her workouts to his. She loved to watch him in the water. It was like he was made for it—he exuded confidence, but in a playful, carefree way when he swam. She remembered the first swim meet she had seen him in. He swam like a fish. It was the most amazing thing she had ever seen. He won, of course, and afterward he walked right up to her and asked her out. She was so startled that she squealed and ran out without even looking back. The next day he came and sat right next to her in class. He leaned over and tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear. Then he told her he would pick her up at eight and that she should wear something comfortable. He bared his teeth in a sexy little smile and that was the first time she had ever seen his dimples. She probably fell in love with him right then.

Raven lay in bed, staring at the ceiling. She knew she wasn’t going to get back to sleep, so no point in trying. She would just use this time to daydream about Remy. She really needed to have a talk with him about their relationship. She wanted to know how he felt about her. Anytime she brought it up he would say things like, “You know how I feel,” or “Isn’t just being together enough?” She would just nod her head and let it go, not waiting to start a fight. This time she would insist that he talk to her. When she allowed herself to think about what she really knew about him, there wasn’t much. He didn’t share a lot of personal information with her and what he did share was stuff anyone would know. She hadn’t met any of his friends and they only spent time together at night. He told her to be patient and that he just enjoyed having her to himself. When he said things like that to her she would forget what she wanted to say to him. It was becoming a vicious cycle. One she needed to get a handle on.

Raven didn’t know when or how he had lodged himself so deeply in her heart, but he was there nonetheless. She didn’t think she would ever want to be without him, nor did she know if she could love anyone else as much as she loved him. In any case, she needed to stop thinking about this.

Raven turned off her alarm and got up to start her day. She stripped out of her black lace and matching panties and jumped into the shower. The hot spray soaked her body, her bare skin glistening amid the steam and heat. Just the way she liked it. She let the hot water massage her tense muscles and soothe away her worries and doubts. She indulged herself for a bit, using these moments to escape her own thoughts, then shampooed her hair and soaped up. Once out of the shower, she air-dried because she hated the lint from the towels clinging to her body.

Raven looked at her reflection in the full-length mirror. Staring back at her was a tiny girl standing at four-feet-ten inches. Her greenish blue eyes stood out against her jet-black hair. Her hair was the reason her mother had named her Raven. It came down the middle of her back and was bone straight. She had layers cut into it to give it a bit of life, and considered running streaks through it to make it look more buoyant, lively. She hated her damn hair. A heart shaped face with high cheekbones and evenly spaced eyes made her look like a child instead of almost twenty. She guessed she would be grateful later when she was forty, but for now it was a pain in the ass. Her Native American Heritage was evident in her skin complexion. It was the only thing about her appearance she didn’t hate. After a final glance in the mirror, she walked over to her ridiculously huge closet. It was jam-packed with the latest styles and it still took her entirely too long to look for things to wear on any given occasion. Today was no different.

Raven shot off a text to Remy to say good morning, as usual.

Morning babe. Have a great day! XOXO Miss you…

She continued to rummage through her closet for something decent to wear. Damn, she needed to go shopping. She settled for a black Supernatural shirt and black crop leggings. After dressing, she combed out her hair and placed it in a high bun on the top of her head, then slipped on her red flats and grabbed her pack and purse.

Her watch assured her that she was still ahead of schedule. As she made her way downstairs from her apartment, she checked her phone. He hadn’t texted back yet.

Raven quickly shot off another text.

Hey babe…you awake yet?

She placed her phone in her bag and walked the three blocks to the bus stop. It was quicker than trying to drive her two-door convertible to the university. Besides, it wasn’t too cold out yet, even though it was January. The snow hadn’t even fallen, which was odd for Boston.

Awesome, the bus wasn’t there yet. God, she hated waiting. Ten minutes passed before she climbed aboard and took a seat. She pulled out her phone to check her messages again, still nothing. Why did he always take so long to text back? Sometimes, he didn’t even text back at all.

After a long sigh, Raven decided to dial his number.

Ring. Ring. Ring.

“Yo, you’ve reached Remy. Leave me a message and I might call you back. Holla.”

Beep.

“Remy,” Raven breathed, “I’ve texted you like twice. Where are you? Text me or call me back. Bye.”

Gah! She felt like a fucking idiot. They had hardly hung out together over the weekend, and now she wouldn’t be able to see him at all this week due to their different class schedules. She majored in Dance, and he was in Music, so they didn’t have any classes together anymore. It was just by luck that they had the same freshman seminar and psychology class last school year.

Ding.

Her phone chimed.

“Fucking finally,” she murmured.

She checked the message and was immediately disappointed. It wasn’t Remy. It was her best friend, Matthew Masterson, Matt for short, or Matty if she wanted to annoy him.

Yo son, you almost here? I have shit to discuss about your boy.

Remy…he wanted to talk about things he had heard again. She wasn’t interested in rumors.

Keep the gossip to yourself, Matt. I don’t have time for it.

Just as quickly as she put her phone down, she received a reply.

Not a damn rumor. I saw him last night.

Raven just stared at her phone. She didn’t dare text back. She couldn’t. She was afraid of what he might have seen. She decided she would just not respond.

Don’t fucking ignore me, Raven. We will talk after class this morning. He’s an asshole and you can do so much better.

Shit! She wasn’t on board with this. She didn’t want to talk. She wanted to remain blissfully ignorant. Out of sight, out of mind.

“Damnit Remy, why haven’t you texted me back?”

She would have to find him at school today and figure out what was going on. Preferably before Matt cornered her for a little chat. He was a relentless son of a bitch, and he didn’t like Remy at all. He made sure to tell her every chance he got, repeatedly. Raven wondered why she stayed friends with him at this point. He just wouldn’t let it go. Once the bus hissed to a stop, she hurried down the steps and mentally prepared herself for what she knew was going to be a shit day. Fuck Mondays!

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Since my first book was published I threw myself into this whole ‘author’ thing full force. I was a writing machine. The plot bunnies were hopping around like crazy and everything was all good. Then the weight of everything came crashing down and the outlet I used to love turned into so much work and stress. It became a whirlwind of marketing, promotions, teasers, release parties, and blog tours to name a few things. I lost what was important in my writing which is: LOVE. I loved writing and now it’s like pulling teeth to write the stories that used to flow so freely in my mind. I can’t connect the dots anymore. It’s a sad day and I’ve decided to take a break from my current momentum of writing. I’ve gotten an idea for a Dark Romance Suspense/Thriller that I’m excited about and I’m running with it for fun. I’m taking my time and don’t expect it to be done until next winter. I have to get my mojo back and the only way I can do that is to distance myself from a lot of things I was doing. No more blog tours, major promo, or parties. I have my pages that I will post info on about my books, my blog, and my website so if you want updates on any of my info make sure you are following my blog, website, and Facebook pages :)

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Until the next post….

Cover Reveal – Screw It by Nicki Destasi **Now Live**

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Synopsis

I’ve been screwed.

It started the day I was conceived.

When I was eleven, life crushed me into grotesque, mangled fragments. I glued the shards of myself into a mosaic fitting of a child. I learned one important thing from that experience.

Control.

Controlling your destiny keeps the vultures at bay. Control keeps my life from disintegrating. It keeps my life on the path to the woman I want to be.

Not who they say I am.

As time goes on, life hits and smashes and I take it. Every snide word, every crack in my heart, every self-righteous glance again and again.

Screw that.

I’m done.

It’s my turn to screw.

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Anna lives every day the best she can while struggling against the demons that threaten to consume her and drag her back into the darkness of her very troubled past. The last thing she needs right now is a guy, especially one as sweet and sexy as Jed. When the attraction becomes too strong to resist, she gives into it. Even when she knows it’ll only end in disaster and leave her even more her scared and broken than she was before.

Jed wants to find the right woman and he’s drawn to Anna by carnal magnetism, but she also brings out an Alpha side of him that he’s never known. When his alpha rears its head, it triggers memories in Anna and her carefully crafted wall of protection begins to show cracks.

When fate and misunderstandings threaten the already delicate relationship, can they survive? When Anna’s demons threaten to be unearthed and Jed’s inner alpha only seem to make them worse, can they overcome?

Is it even worth it?

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About the Author

Nicki DeStasi was raised in a small town in Massachusetts. She attended Fitchburg State College and studied Early Childhood Education. As a child, she enjoyed reading, but only recently began doing it again. She has always had an inventive imagination and finally decided to put those ideas on paper for others to enjoy. Worth It will be Nicki’s first self-published book. A few personal facts: Sloth from The Goonies is her third cousin, she acted and stared in several plays throughout high school and college, and she can play four different instruments. Nicki’s philosophy is to appreciate the good things in life. If we didn’t make mistakes and have bad things happen then we wouldn’t know how truly wonderful the good things are. No matter how difficult life is sometimes, if we look to the people that love us, then we can get through them and on to the good stuff.

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Blog Tour + Review – Roman by Kimber S. Dawn

This is the Blog Tour for:

 

Roman is a man of little words and lesser morals. He’s a man who accepted his demons long before the average person even realized they had any. Roman has never felt emotions like guilt, shame, or remorse. Roman has also never felt love, sympathy, or compassion. 
Jaded for reasons unknown with more money at his disposal than he knows what to do with, Roman’s walk to the dark side began long before his first kill.He will taunt you, he will make you hope and watch in amusement as you fall for him, believing you’re the one who can save his soul. Believing you’re the one who can get through because the other twelve failed, you’ll know to the marrow of your bones how lucky being number thirteen really is…

How do I know all of this? Because, my name is Heather Mackenzie and I’ve been number thirteen for a lot longer than I ever intended to be.
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Roman…Roman…Roman. Where do I even begin with you? I’m truly at a loss for words. Kimber is an amazing author. Just when you think you know how the story’s going to go…BAM! She smacks you in the face with a twist you never saw coming. I don’t have enough words to adequately describe the mind fuck that is Roman. Rich, good looking, and used to getting what he wants, it seems he’s met his match with Heather. I can’t say too much on this one without giving away the entire storyline so I’ll say this…be prepared to engage in a roller coaster ride that will at times having you begging to get off and at others having you giddy with excitement. There were times I wanted to smack the shit out of not only Roman but Heather but love can make you do things you never thought you could do…and holy crap that ending. I need the next part of this story ASAP and the prologue for the next book only further brought out the WTFs out of my mouth. We end Roman with our mouths hanging wide open and wondering what the hell just happened…
Who is Kimber?
Shit, sometimes even I don’t know. However if I had to type up an author bio (which, son of a bitch, I do) this is how it would read. BTW, caught a lot of shit for this author bio. Really don’t give a fuck though, because I was asked to type up a bio. And if I can only say one thing for certain about myself, it’s this: I’m real, I don’t back down from what I believe, I say what I mean, and I mean what I say. I don’t bite my tongue and I never try to hide the ugly parts of who I am… You either love me or hate me, but if you love me… I’ll always be loyal, no fucking matter what ;)
I can be called a billon different things—daughter, mother, labor unit nurse, queen bitch, best friend, a lover, and a fighter. I’ve recently gone through some shit in my life I would have never believed possible, much less believed I would survive and come out conquering feats of which aren’t usually met by a small town southern girl. Either fucking way, I came out on top and stronger than before, and though I’ve been through hell and back, I’m still just lil ole me… a book blogger, book pimp, and a book whore. My two indulgences remain to be my Jack’s in life…Jack Daniel’s and Blackjack. My biggest dream, the day I’ll acknowledge that I’ve succeeded in life and can I die a happy woman, is the day I get to go two stark-naked hour-round sexual bouts with Jason Statham. *Sighs* 

I was born and raised in Louisiana… and No, I do NOT live in a bayou, I actually see the beaches on the gulf coast more than I see a bayou, lol. I started writing poems and short stories very early in my life. You know, for the Michael’s and Leo’s and Nick’s in my life. I’ve been a book hoarder since I was eleven years old, but then a couple years ago something wonderful happened! The 50 Shades of Grey craze brought to life my inner smut whore and I commenced to read anything and everything smut affiliated. When reading wasn’t enough anymore and I noticed that so many of the authors of my favorite indie authors and their books weren’t getting the exposure their work deserved, I turned it into a mission, starting my own blog, buying their books and reading them one by one. I then wrote my reviews for my blog and didn’t hold back in writing them (Hell yeah those motherfuckers a profanity laden). I’ve never done a single thing in my life halfway. I always go all in. After the success of my Blog, and the insistence of one of my bestest friends, my sister from another mister, Trina Taylor of Bad & Dirty Books, I was ready to finally take the plunge and see if I could write a book that was worth a damn. 

I’m a Southern girl to my core, a self-proclaimed smut whore, and I keep hearing that I’m an author, but honestly… I don’t believe the rumors. I don’t feel like a kickass bitch spittin’ out lyrics, or stories, like a motherfuckin’ rockstar. 

Tattooed across my ribs are the words I have always lived by: ‘Aut viam inveniam aut faciam tibi.’ Latin for: If I cannot find a way, I will make my own.

If you want to contact me, give me a shout out at 3am because my story just decimated your work day potential, or hell if you want to stalk me (I’ve met some of my BFF’s that way, don’t judge a stalker, they are awesome, fun, kickass bitches) follow me on these links:

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I’m spreading the NEWS…

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FREE today until Oct. 5th :) Grab your copies…

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That’s the New England Writers Signing (NEWS) for those who don’t know!!! Tickets are just $8 and you’ll get to see not only ME but some amazing NE authors…They will be $12 at the door if you don’t purchase before the event…

Now the real reason I have you here today is because in the event that you can’t make it to the signing to get your copy of one or all of the current Dark Indiscretions books:

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I’m spreading the NEWS…

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That’s the New England Writers Signing (NEWS) for those who don’t know!!! Tickets are just $8 and you’ll get to see not only ME but some amazing NE authors…They will be $12 at the door if you don’t purchase before the event…

Now the real reason I have you here today is because in the event that you can’t make it to the signing to get your copy of one or all of the current Dark Indiscretions books:

Dark Indiscretions

Dark Indiscretions: Monster Unleashed

Dark Indiscretions: A Prequel

Worry not! For starting Oct. 1-5 you can get them off of Amazon for…..FREE! That’s right…for FREE!

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