Tag Archives: author

Sneak Peak! Betrayal by Blood – Prologue!

Here’s a little sneak peak to my next release coming out May 2018! Let me know what you think in the comments 🙂

Title: Betrayal by Blood

Author: Shakuita Johnson

Release Date: May 2018

Genre: Paranormal Thriller

 

Prologue – Akahito

MARCH

There wasn’t anything he owned that could have resolved his debt to me… then I saw her. As I was casually riding by Theodore Marques’ home debating on whether today would be the day I finally took his life, there she was in all her fiery glory. His daughter. I’d only figured it out because she was cursing him to high heaven and saying how he was dead to her and that she no longer wanted him to be her father. Harsh? Maybe, but I understood completely where she was coming from. Teddy was a chronic gambler. He lived way pass his means and he’d long since lost almost everything he’d ever owned to me and if he had the power to, he would have given me everything his wife’s family owned as well. But having her would settle all of his debts. I wonder how long it would take to convince him to give her to me. I’d even throw in a few million for fun. I’m sure he would play the dutiful parent until I reached a number that stirred the demon in his belly. Because an addict is an addict is an addict and Teddy was the worse kind of addict. She wouldn’t be the first person he’d “sold” to pay off his debts. His first wife from his youth was proof enough of that. She’d long been used up and dumped when she no longer carried her own weight. That was over 32 years ago though.

In fact, I was positive his current family didn’t even know that poor woman’s name. When you really think about it, it’s sad, or at least that’s what I’d imagine the emotion to be since I feel nothing. Had felt nothing for the last 450 years. Ever since I took over for my father so he could retire. Bastard. I’d never wanted this job but it was the duty of the first son to continue the business.

“Akahito, are you listening to me?”

I glare at my head of security and give him what my men call my “icy stare” and what do you know, it works like a charm. I smirk to myself as he nervously clears his throat and looks everywhere but to me. Chikao knows better than to interrupt me no matter how spaced out I appear. I also enjoyed fucking with my youngest brother. He liked to say how much I’d changed since becoming the head of the family. I liked to remind him I was no longer the man I once was. I was feared and every once in a while he forced me to remind him why that was. Hopefully, I wouldn’t have to remind him today. Once I was convinced he’d let whatever it was he was letting rattle around in his brain go, I went back to my research.

Looking closely at her, she favored her mother… How scandalous? There were tiny differences. Where one was fair skinned, the other had a pale brown glow to her. They had the same hair type with the only difference being the color. Where one was light brown the other was darker. Even their lips favored each other and the light/dark contrast continued to be the difference in them. But there was a wildness about the daughter that resonated in every cell of my body. For the first time, I yearned… All the dirty things I could get her to do for me played like an old-time movie in my head… black and white. Soundless. With only her face an indication of her ever thought or emotion. The craving hit me hard. Never had I wanted something this badly before. Something in her called to me and I planned to answer immediately.

Thinking back, Teddy had sold the mother of his firstborn. Looking at her face was like looking at a portrait of Aimi before she’d been ruined. Did she even know? Had she ever wondered? How would she react? The last question stirred the beast inside me. I wanted to see her face as I wrecked her world. I wanted to mess her up, watch as the pieces of her broke into fragments, then I would assemble them as I pleased. The ancient Japanese lessons I was forced to learn tried to intrude on my thoughts but I roughly pushed them aside. The morals and family values beaten into me would have no place when I was with her. When it came to her I would have no honor. Only pleasure would consume me. The pleasure of breaking her completely.

I would tell her of all the filthy, disgraceful things I’d made her mother do not only to me but to others. Those she hated even. Those that made her beg for it, even as her shame ran down her face, legs, and exposed porcelain body. Of how she begged with her eyes for me to stop even as her body betrayed her every word and emotion. My body stirred as I remembered. The possibilities were… abundant. I could feel my canines elongate in anticipation of all the immoral things I would demand her to do. But this one I would keep to myself. She would not be shared. The only one allowed to taint her would be me. My name would be imprinted on to her very soul. Her every thought of me and me alone. The possessiveness clawed me with its razor-sharp talons until I believed I’d go mad from it. I wanted her now.

Images of a time long past flickered before my eyes. Aimi in a risqué, cream negligée. The straps falling along her shoulders. Her panties a sliver of material barely covering her most private parts. Eyes downcast in shame as I jerk off while she sits on her knees. I can still hear the tinkling melody of her voice like wind chimes as she pleas.

“Shimasen.” Aimi’s brown eyes implore. “Please Akahito. No more. I want to go home. My daughter needs me.”

Don’t. That was all she ever said. I’m getting hard just recalling it.

“Chikao, have Eishi set up a meeting with Mr. Marques. There is business I would like to discuss with him.”

“Aye, Akahito. Do you have a particular day in mind?”

“Tomorrow and make sure the lawyer and accountant are also present. But I want to speak with them before Mr. Marques arrives. I have some things I’d like to discuss with them privately. I will need complete discretion and I want to make sure everything is air-tight.”

“Do I even want to know?”

I flash a tooth at him and let out a growl.
“I believe I’ve figured out just how I’ll collect the $20 billion debt Teddy owes me.”

My brother lets out a deafening, diabolical laugh. It was the type that was harsh and thundering. He knows me better than I’d like to admit.

Venefica Publishing Presents – Stephanie Kelley featured in SMUT

Stephanie Kelley

I’m a newbie to the world of published fiction.  I’ve always written, it’s just who I am. My two short stories featured in Smut are my first ever published works.

In high school, I filled my schedule with as many creative writing courses as I could fit into my schedule.  If I didn’t have a few pages for my friends to read on the bus home, I wouldn’t hear the end of it until one of us got off the bus. Those short scribbled stories for my friends often ended up as part of our annual high school literary magazine.

I went to college for Journalism. I had a radio show for three years, worked behind the scenes on our college television news program, and was the photographer and copy editor for the college paper. Whatever my class schedule, I always managed to sneak at least one creative writing class. I had a few instructors that I butted heads with creatively, and it always made for interesting classes

I’ve kept up writing through the years, but nothing was ever finished. I decided last year after some prompting from a dear friend, who is an amazing best selling author in her own right,  that I needed to buckle down,  finish something and put my own stories out there.  I realized I was hiding. I’d been hiding for years behind fear of failure. And I was tired of hiding behind fear. I grabbed onto the quote from Erin Hanson “Oh, but my darling, what if you fly?” and did my best to fly. I told myself, I’d have something out by the end of 2016. Now I have two short stories in Smut, and a full length novel that is currently on track to be released in January 2017. It’s been a journey this last year, and I have a lot of amazing people standing behind me that have been a great support system.

As far as my stories featured in Smut, they were both fun little pieces for me to write. By the Moon came about when I was scrolling through Pinterest while looking for inspiration for a painting that I never ended up doing. I came across a silhouetted graphic for Beltaine, also known as May Day, of a couple. The girl had a crown of flowers while the guy had antlers like Pan. I kept coming back to that graphic, I wanted to know their story.

Red is my take on the Red Riding Hood tale. This story actually came about because I was having a lousy day and was venting to my best friend from childhood. Somewhere in my rant that day I made a comment about Red Riding Hood. My bestie stops me and says, “That’s it. That’s the story you need to do. You said it, you can’t back out of it.”

I don’t know what she saw in me that I didn’t that day, but when you’ve been friends with someone for over 30 years, it’s best to listen to them. And I’m glad I did. I’m quite proud of this little short, and looking forward to what else is in store for Poppy and Harkin.  Keep an eye out on my Facebook page for updates on my projects.

My first full length novel, Steal the Sun, I am looking to release mid to late January of 2017. This is the first book in this series.

Steal the Sun is a supernatural story set in Alaska at the end of gold mining season. Something has caused towns folks and miners to go missing, but the disappearances are not what the Sesi family is used too and their gold mine could be next. The Sesi family has kept the supernatural population in lower Alaska in check since before the Alaskan gold rush, but like any family, they have their secrets from each other too. Secrets that could put them in harm’s way or tear them apart.

If you’d like to read something that’s not your typical garden variety shape shifter with a flirty merman thrown in, follow my Facebook page for updates regarding the upcoming release.

 

It was just supposed to be one night last summer, just a fling with him at his welcome home party. Just one hot, delicious, drunken romp in his truck was all we agreed on. Except we couldn’t keep our hands off each other and it turned into all night.

Rome was the guy all the local girls wanted; good family name, easy on the eyes,  skilled with his hands.  And I didn’t need linked to him.  I didn’t want to be in the shadowed spot light that was his life.

Now that man, who swore by the moon in a drunken confession that he was a witch, was at my library, silently waiting for me when I left work. I didn’t know what he wanted but he’d promised me magic that night last summer.  I didn’t believe in magic, but I knew the way he looked at me made me want to go back on my word.

Dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair…  Wait, that’s the opening for my favorite Eagles song. Probably shouldn’t be drinking and telling you this, but it kinda sucks to be the wolf with no Red Riding Hood to seduce when one is in a mood,  wait,  I mean chase… chase, that’s it. That is, until he shows up with flaming red hair and lots of muscles.

 

I’m a 36 year old sci fi geek who wishes Firefly was never canceled. I like silly hats, karaoke, and don’t say “shiny” nearly enough. I’m a straight up goof who has an obsession with all things gummy and makeup.

I work full time while pretending to be an adult. Who decided it was a good idea to invent rolly chairs that spin anyway?  Chances are if you walk by my cubicle and I’m bopping along to my headphones there is a good chance it’s Rob Zombie, Five Finger Death Punch, Dorothy or The Pretty Reckless.

I have a degree in Journalism but write supernatural and fantasy stories. Something about the juxtaposition of those two things never fails to amuse me.

https://www.facebook.com/StephanieKelleyAuthor/

Pre Order NOW! $0.99

TRIPLE CURSED is LIVE!!!!!

triple-cursed-by-shakuita-johnson-blitz-banner

triple_cursed-400The end is near…

Death is coming for them all…it’s only a matter of time. Who will die and who will live? The monsters are no longer hiding and they have murder in their hearts.

A challenge has been issued and it’s time to soak the fields in blood. A power thought long ago banished has resurfaced and she only has one thing in mind: total destruction.

Can the powers-that-be ban together in time to stop her and unleash their weapons upon her or will the world, as they know it, cease to exist forever?

 

About the Book

Triple Cursed
by Shakuita Johnson

Series
Dark Indiscretions #4

Genre
Adult
Urban Fantasy
Paranormal Romance

Publisher
Independent

Publication Date
November 29, 2016

Long Button - Add To Goodreads  amazon-button

Connected Books in the Dark Indiscretions Series

dark-indiscretions-1-0-dark-indiscretions  dark-indiscretions-2-0-monster-unleashed  dark-indiscretions-3-0-seer-destined  triple_cursed

About Shakuita Johnson

shakuita-johnsonShakuita Johnson is a 31-year-old Psychology major. When she isn’t going to school or working, she is doing what she loves most. Writing. She started writing in middle school. She would write poetry in her room or the middle of the night. Then she was introduced to short stories in a creative writing course her senior year. Her love for paranormal and supernatural started with R.L. Stine Goosebumps books and TV shows, Anne Rice Vampire Chronicles, and Christopher Pike books. She is an avid reader with over 100 books on her bookshelf and 1000 plus on her iPad. She also loved to watch Charmed and Buffy the Vampire Slayer with her mom.

Dark Indiscretions is her first novel and is a Paranormal Thriller. She has followed it up with Dark Indiscretions: Monster Unleashed, Dark Indiscretions: A Prequel, Dark Indiscretions: Seer Destined and Rumspringa (Dark Indiscretions #3.5).

She also released her Dark Romance which has a bit of suspense entitled And So She Waited.

She is currently working on her first erotica serial Kiss and Tell: Encounters of a Prostitute and the final two Dark Indiscretions books.

 

 

Shakuita’s Links

website facebook twitter goodreads Amazon icon

 

 

 

This promotion is brought to you by Pure Textuality PR.

PTPR New Logo - Email 2

Cover Reveal – Road To Nowhere by M. Robinson

COVER REVEAL
FROM USA TODAY BESTSELLING AUTHOR M. ROBINSON
RELEASE DATE: November 8th
Cover Model: Marshall Perrin
Cover Design by: The Final Wrap
I once read that every
warrior hoped an honorable death would find him. I always went looking for
mine, but not even the Reaper wanted me.
I was trained to kill. I was
trained to not ask why. To take orders and just march in line. Hooah
motherfucker.
Life or death.
Ride or die.
And I’m not only talking
about the military. I’m talking about the life that led me on the road to
nowhere.
My life.
I fought for my brothers.
I fought for my family.
I fought for my country.
And I fought for her…
Never realizing I might die
for them too.
I sat under a tree in an open field, waiting for the twelve
o’clock train to pass through town. Another habit I formed growing up. I loved
nothing more than trucking through the woods on my dirt bike near the tracks.  Finding myself in the middle of nowhere, relishing
the freedom.
Waiting…
Thinking…
Contemplating…
The past. The present. The future.
Then. Now. Forever.
My fucking life.
Wishing I could get on the next train and never look back.
But it was just that. A wish. A glimmer of hope outside of the bullshit called
my life. Nothing had changed since the last time I fucking lived in this goddamn
town. No welcome home party from family or friends, no thanks or parades from
the town residents for serving our country.
Nothing.
Everything I had done, I had done it for him. If I didn’t
have my baby brother, Noah, to look after, I would have never come back here. I
thought I was done with this place, I left my past behind and everything that
came along with being a Jameson. Then life reared its ugly head and snapped me
back to my reality. In the end it never mattered, I would always be on the
wrong side of the tracks and they would always lead me to the wrong station. Changing
my people, places, and things throughout the years didn’t help change the
outcome of the choices I’d made. Of the things I’d done.
I fought for my goddamn brothers.
I fought for my goddamn country.
Never realizing…
I might fucking die for them too.

 

 Amazon / Nook /
i-Tunes / KOBO
FREE on Kindle Unlimited
THE GOOD OL’ BOYS STANDALONE SERIES
FREE ON KINDLE UNLIMITED
COMPLICATE ME
FORBID ME
UNDO ME
CRAVE ME

 

USA Today Bestselling Author of The Good Ol’ Boys Standalone
Series, The VIP Trilogy, Tempting Bad, and Two Sides.
M. Robinson loves to read. She favors anything that has
angst, romance, triangles, cheating, love, and of course sex! She has been
reading since the Babysitters Club and R.L. Stein.
She was born in New Jersey but was raised in Tampa Fl. She
is currently pursuing her Ph.D in psychology, with two years left.
She is married to an amazing man who she loves to pieces.
They have two German Shepherd mixes and a Tabby cat. 

 

Signed Paperback of Road to Nowhere

Blog Tour – El Diablo by M. Robinson

 

BLOG TOUR September 6th-20th
EL DIABLO
USA TODAY BESTSELLING AUTHOR M. ROBINSON
COVER DESIGN: THE FINAL WRAP
RELEASE DATE: AUGUST 30TH, 2016

 

 

I was ruthless.
I was feared.
I had sacrificed. Myself. Her. Everything…
Living in a world where I was worth more dead than alive was
a choice. I was a bad man, never claimed to be anything else. I’ve done things
I’m not proud of. Seen things that can’t be unseen. I’ve caused pain that I
can’t undo.
It was all my choice.
Every decision.
Every order.
Right and wrong never mattered.
Until her.
She was under my protection, until she became my obsession.
But who was going to save her…
From. Me. The devil himself.
Fate brought us together. Destiny destroyed us.
 
“Go stretch again, cariño,” I ordered in a dominant tone. Nodding to the barre.
“I’m fine,” she stubbornly replied. Shaking her legs and arms out. Getting back into position, looking at me through the mirror.
I cocked my head to the side, arching an eyebrow. She narrowed her eyes at me, but begrudgingly listened. I pressed play, allowing the melody to once again take over. She placed her leg on the lowest barre, making her ass stick out in my direction.
Tempting me.
She closed her eyes, needing to get lost in the music, wanting to push away all the negative thoughts, already feeling discouraged. I stood, taking off my suit jacket. Rolling up the sleeves of my collared shirt as I stepped onto the hardwood floor. I slowly came up behind her, catching her off guard.
She froze, turning around, opening her eyes. Peering up at me through her lashes. “What are you doing?”
I leaned forward against her ear, grinning. “I’m helping you stretch.” Getting down on my knees in front of her.
Her eyes dilated. The feeling of disappointment replaced with nothing but lust. She placed her arms out to the side, resting up against the barre, supporting her weight. I grabbed her ankle, lifting it up in the air, rubbing along her leg as it was fully stretched, before setting it on the lowest barre. Running my other hand up her side, easing her over toward the extended leg. She understood what I was doing, reaching for her ankle, stretching. Standing back up, bringing her arms above her head, I caressed along her leg again, casually turning her torso so her leg was still placed on the barre behind her.
Her breathing hitched as I touched her all over her lower body. My lips softly kissing the inside of her thigh to where she wanted my mouth the most.
OFFICIAL TRAILER FOR EL DIABLO

 

THE GOOD OL’ BOYS STANDALONE SERIES
FREE ON KINDLE UNLIMITED

COMPLICATE ME
AMAZON US

FORBID ME
AMAZON US

UNDO ME
AMAZON US

CRAVE ME

 

 

USA Today Bestselling Author of The Good Ol’ Boys Standalone
Series, The VIP Trilogy, Tempting Bad, and Two Sides.
 
M. Robinson loves to read. She favors anything that has
angst, romance, triangles, cheating, love, and of course sex! She has been
reading since the Babysitters Club and R.L. Stein. 
She was born in New Jersey but was raised in Tampa Fl. She
is currently pursuing her Ph.D in psychology, with two years left. 
She is married to an amazing man who she loves to pieces.
They have two German Shepherd mixes and a Tabby cat. 

 

AMAZON / GOODREADS

SIGNED EL DIABLO PAPERBACK

Save

Save

Blog Promo – Switching Tactics Part Two by McKayla Schutt

Untitled

Blurb:

What happens when a pack mate is murdered?

 

After Scarlet finds out she is pregnant, disaster strikes with the loss of one of their own. Scarlet struggles to come to terms with her impending motherhood she must find her place next to her mates.

 

When Alen continues to change women to wolves without their permission, the alphas must put an end to him. With new pack laws, Rift and Oscar only have 30 days before the mayor steps in. Everyone wants peace to be restored but will they be able to stop Alen? Or will the Mayor have to make good on his threat? Find out more in Shifting Tactics- Part Two

 

***This is an erotica novella series and is meant to be read in order***

Buy Link:

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01GKMC5S6

 

About the Author:

 

Untitled1McKayla loves to write books about sexy werewolves. She is a stay at home mom of two in the state of Wyoming. Born in California, she misses the hot weather all of the time. Her goals for the year was to publish her new series, Shifting Tactics. Mom of two little ones can take time but she is pushing to finish her work to get more books out for her lovely fans.

Ever since she was little she wanted to be a writer but doubters said that it would be impossible to make money at it. She is pushing herself hard to show them they are wrong.

 

Excerpt:

Chapter One

“You’re pregnant, Scarlet,” Rift said, a smile beaming from his face. A wave of nausea hit, making Scarlet’s stomach squeeze, her throat tighten, and her head spin a little.

Scarlet’s gaze shifted from Oscar to Rift then back again as her brain worked over what Rift said. Her hand instantly touched her abdomen, half expecting some kind of movement to happen.

“Really?” The one word fell from her mouth before she fully formed a better sentence. Knowing damn well not using protection led to this outcome, but she also wasn’t expecting it to happen so fast or the first time. Damn, I was so not expecting it to happen the first freaking time.

“Your scent changed last night.” Rift smiled at her, trying to calm her down.

“It shouldn’t be a big surprise, Scarlet. You have two strong alphas as your mates.” Oscar puffed out his chest. Scarlet glanced outside toward the barn. All the females Alen changed currently lived in there. Her mates decided it was the safest place for them until Alen was captured. They were all under direct orders not to hunt for the dickhead. Her mates were worried if they placed the females in a home, Alen would kill them. She couldn’t wait for the girls to be out of the barn and in their own home.

Thinking about Ava and her pregnancy brought Scarlet back to earth. Nausea hit like a truck, but she managed to push down the urge to vomit. Changing the topic seemed like a better option than hurling her breakfast up. Her hand rubbed small circles on her stomach while she swallowed hard. Inhaling through her nose and exhaling through her mouth helped her upset stomach.

“Is it safe to go to the store?” She watched both of their bodies instantly tense up. Oscar clenched his fist.

“No,” Oscar said without hesitation.

“I have agreed to stay home till this Alen guy is caught, but I am getting a little stir crazy, and it is my store. I need to make sure my employees are well and everything is in order.” Spending the last two weeks cooped up in the house was driving her insane. Yes, the home was spacious, but she had finished four books on her reading list and cleaned everything in the building including the two sheds out back.

“Out of the question,” Oscar growled.

McKayla Schutt ©2016

Untitled2

Release Day Blitz – AmWriting: A Collection of Letters

#AmWriting Ebook CoverKnowing what you know now of writing, publishing, and putting your art out into the world, if you could go back to the day you sat down to start typing in your very first manuscript, what words would you offer to yourself? Words of encouragement? Words of advice? Caution against certain pitfalls? Would you change anything about how you got to where you are today?

The publishing community is so much bigger than it was before the self-publishing boom and it continues to grow exponentially every day. Unfortunately, it doesn’t come with a handbook or support group. #AmWriting is a collection of letters written by authors from all different corners of the publishing community. The letters provide words of encouragement or advice to those just starting out or those who have become discouraged in their art. At Pure Textuality PR, we believe in supporting each other as a community, and we felt this project would be a good way to bring writers together and maybe give some new artists just the right nudge to keep going.

100% of the net proceeds of #AmWriting will be donated to The Wayne Foundation, a charity dedicated to offering aid and services to young women victimized by illegal sexual exploitation and the sexual trafficking of minors. For more information about The Wayne Foundation, you can visit them on the web at http://waynefdn.org.

Goodreads Button amazon-button

 

Who is involved???

#AmWriting has a great list of more than 60 authors, including NYT bestselling author Jeaniene Frost!

A.D. Ellis
Amy Joy Lutchen
Andrew Jericho
Ashlynne Laynne
Becky Flade
Beth Dolgner
Brandy Dorsch
Brenda J. Pierson
C.L. Foster
Cassia Brightmore
Cecilia London
Cherron Riser
Cithara Patra
Courtney Houston
Crystal Dawn
E.J. Stevens
Elizabeth Sharp
Ella Col
Emily Cyr
Emma Nichols
Erin Hayes
Erynn Crittenden
Felicia Starr
Gabbie S. Duran
Geri Glenn
Harlie Williams
J. Nichole Parkins
J.B. McGee
J.M. Gregoire
Jamie Summer
Jeaniene Frost
Jess Haines
Jessica Cage
Jody Pardo
K.c. Stewart
Karina Espinosa
Kasey Belle
Katie Kenyhercz
Kendall Grey
Kory M. Shrum
L A Cotton
Leyla Kader Dahm
Louisa Lo
M. Never
M.L. Steinbrunn
Mary Crawford
Michelle Mcloughney
Mike Gonzales
Misha Carver
Misha Elliott
Muriel Garcia
Nicole Zoltack
Pamela K. Kinney
R.A Mizer
Rachel Walter
Rebecca Sherwin
Renee Dyer
Sara Dobie Bauer
Serena Kearney
Shakuita Johnson
Shannon Bell
T.J. Michaels
T.L. Manning
Tracie Podger
Xandra James

 

About The Wayne Foundation

cropped-header1

Board of Directors | Financials | Podcasts

Mission Statement

The Wayne Foundation is committed to spreading awareness of CSEC (Commercial Sex Exploitation of Children) DMST (Domestic Minor Sexual Trafficking) occurring within the United States.

Vision Statement

The Wayne Foundation’s vision is for a world without child slavery. We are dedicated to providing direct assistance to those victimized by exploitation.

Drop in Center

The Wayne Foundation operates the third drop in center in Florida recognized by the Department of Children and Family Services. It is located in Charlotte County Florida, and serves clients throughout Southwest Florida. Our target clientele are young women aged 13-25. Our DIC is equipped to provide daily services that include, but are not limited to: Food, New Clothing, Access to Shower, Media Center, Mental Health Assistance, SNAP/ Medicare Benefit sign-up/renewal, Family Counseling, Education Assistance, and Transportation To and From the Center.

Shelter Services

The Wayne Foundation continues to have the goal of providing shelter services to young women victimized by exploitation or trafficking. This is our primary long term objective.

Goodreads Button amazon-button

Late Night Musings #2

#‎latenightmusings‬

I was never taught to love myself. All the different parts of me that make me unique. I was never taught to be unapologetically flawed. Many days I’m not sure how I’ve made it this far… the self-hate was debilitating. Everyday I painted a smile on my face and got up to face another day. When all the while I was dying inside. Death was eating away at every part of me. I lived in fear constantly. Sleeping with knives under my pillow. Thinking tonight would be the night it all ended. Startled out of my sleep by the sound of shouting. I remember feeling as if my heart would beat out of my chest. I remember thinking someone may die tonight. I remember thinking why is it always me? Why am I the one putting myself in danger to make sure nothing permanent happens?

Why doesn’t anyone see the lies behind my smile? The violence just under the surface? Locking myself in my room didn’t help to quite the voices. Locking myself in my room didn’t make what was going on go away. When most people think of abuse they think of the physical but no one recognizes that sometimes the emotional abuse is a pill much harder to swallow. For years I hated my existence. I didn’t understand why my family life wasn’t perfect. I didn’t understand why it seemed like the walls were closing in on me. I grew up before I should have. Surprised a lot of the pain. The shame. The misery. The hate I have is still strong… it’s still pure. What happens when you don’t feel safe at home… the one place you should above all others? What happens when grown men try to force themselves on you and you feel you have nowhere but to turn? I was never taught to love myself so I went searching for it in all the wrong places. It’s hard to dispel the cycle. It’s hard to remove yourself from the continuous loop. It’s hard to break the silence. I should have left.

I stared death in the face a time or two and I’m surprised I’m still here. I was threatened in high school. Told I would be tossed out a two-story window… in the place I was supposed to feel safe. Loved. Protected. Instead I felt fear. Hopelessness. Rage. Why would you let your child endure such hardships? Why would you stay? Most importantly why the hell did I?

Guest Post – Debt by Rachel Dunning

debt-by-rachel-dunning-banner

99c Pre-Order Sale
526 Pages
Standalone Novel
New-Adult Romance / Sports Romance

Reviews

“He is magnetic and an Alpha to his core.”
Lunaland Books ☆☆☆☆☆ Review

“I was sucked into this book from page one!
“The Debt Collector is sexy as sin and the ultimate Alpha male!!”
Alpha Book Club ☆☆☆☆☆ Review

book-cover-debt-rachel-dunning

DEBT

By Rachel Dunning

Expected Release Date:

March 30, 2016

What’s it about?

The Debt Collector

I pay my debts, and I expect others to.

I was raised in the slums of London, I knew nothing of privilege. My father was murdered when I was seventeen. Morty figured my father’s passing meant I would automatically take on dad’s debts. I refused.

And I paid for that refusal.

So did my sister.

So now I fight. All I know how to do is fight. The best cash is in the states, so that’s where I am now. A big fish called Vito came along offering me a “favor” when I arrived.

Another debt.

I paid for that one too.

I knew Kyla Hensley would be trouble when I met her. But I wanted her. I could see through the falsehood of her wannabe-slutty clothes and her sexy legs. So I chased her.

Besides, trouble is my middle name.

Kyla Hensley

I was brought up in privilege, but I lacked everything else. My father is a business tycoon who buys and sells and doesn’t care who gets rolled over in the process.

I never knew my mother, and all I have of her is a photo with a note scrawled on the back in French saying “I’m sorry.” The only Female Figure I had growing up is my dad’s wife who is a bleach blond with seven boob jobs. We never bonded.

I drink. I party. I meet guys.

But I wasn’t always like that.

I’ve had a string of lovers in the last few years, the worst and most recent of which was Vince Somerset. My best friend Vera was dating a guy called Rory Cansoom who is the opposite of Vince in so many ways, and yet so the same.

She and I hit the road for the summer, getting away from the two college psychos and just trying to have some fun.

But there’s a funny thing about trouble, the more you run from it, the more it finds you.

Which is when I met the Debt Collector.

It was only supposed to be sex. He made that clear. I made that clear.

That’s all it was supposed to be.

I never expected to fall in love. I never expected to fall so deeply, madly, uncomfortably in love with a man who is wrong, so wrong for me.

And yet…so unbelievably right.

Content Warning

Not intended for readers under the age of seventeen.

teaser

 

Links:

Amazon US

Amazon UK

Amazon Canada

Amazon Australia

iTunes
Nook / B&N:

Smashwords

Goodreads

Excerpt #1

~Kyla~

I push my head back against the wall, not sure what’s coming, but not fighting it either.

“Who are you?” he repeats.

“I…I don’t know what you mean.”

“I see you at a bar in Texas, then I look for you all over Nashville. And suddenly you’re at my side in a hospital, following me into this warehouse. Who are you?”

“I didn’t follow you into the warehouse. You needed to pick up your truck, and you were stumbling.”

“So?”

“So I wanted to make sure you were OK.”

“And?”

And I want you to take my clothes off and I want us to live happily ever after. “That’s it.”

Logan grins, a deadly look for him with his dimples. “Don’t do that,” I say.

“What?”

“Smile.”

“Why not?”

Because you’re beautiful. “Just don’t.”

 

Excerpt #2

~Logan~

I have no desire to settle down.

I have no desire to make Kyla be the last woman I’m ever with.

But, damn it, I’d like to be given a chance to do those things. Does she even feel anything for me?

I know I do.

I feel something.

Not love. Something else.

Like I need her.

Like I’d stop breathing without her.

Like the sun would stop being so bright or the sounds of the world so sweet if she disappeared.

rachel-dunning-profile-picture

About Rachel
Rachel Dunning hit the scene in August 2013 and is the author of the highly praised Naive Mistakes Series, Truthful Lies Trilogy, Johnny Series and the paranormal romance series, Mind Games.

A prolific writer, she sticks to stories where Alpha Males aren’t pricks and where women have guts.

She’s lived on two different continents, speaks three different languages, and met the love of her life on the internet. In other words, romance is in her blood.

Get Rachel’s Newsletter

Sign up for Rachel’s Newsletter and never miss a release or a special.
You can sign up here:
http://www.rdunning.com/p/non-spammy-news.html

Where Else to Find Rachel
Blog / Website: http://www.rdunning.com
Facebook: http://bit.ly/RachelDunning
Twitter: https://twitter.com/RachelDAuthor
Amazon: https://amazon.com/author/racheldunning
Barnes and Noble: http://bit.ly/RachelDunningBN
iTunes: http://bit.ly/RachelDunningiTunes
Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/racheldunning

Two Giveaways and updates

Hello all! I recently had a new release and I’m giving a few copies away…all you have to do is enter this giveaway HERE!

I have also added Dark Indiscretions: A Prequel (Dark Indiscretions Series, #0.5) into a box set with five other M/M stories…if you would like to enter for a chance to win a copy you can do so HERE!

I have also taken a HUGE step in the publishing community with my friend and fellow author LM Adams (Lark Adams) and I can’t wait to make the official announcement. We are currently working on a co authored story today if you missed it called Snap Shot!

EXCLUSIVE

If you liked BAD, you’ll love GOOD

“….I will always be his good girl”

Newsletter EXCLUSIVE!!!

Sign up today and GOOD will be sent to you April 1st!!

http://eepurl.com/bRdYJ9

Read BAD today for FREE

Bad – A Twisted Eventide Short

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/29096003-bad

 

Also I will be slowing down on my releases…

I went on a rampage a few days ago..and although I’ve calmed down I still stand by everything I said 100%. The only releases this year will be Blood of the Ancient Gods: The Beginning March 8th and Snap Shot this upcoming May. Not sure when anything else will be released. I will finish the Dark Indiscretions Series. The next book’s first draft is done but it won’t be releasing this year. It will be next year. I’ve been busting my ass for the last few years and I’m in the same place I started. So I’m taking a huge step back. I now see why some only release one book a year and I’m okay with it. I have 20+ stories out and available for purchase and I’ve pushed myself to far and stretched myself thin when I shouldn’t have been. So yes I won’t be quitting completely but I will be scaling down tremendously least my rubber band snaps again.

I have also started doing Sinful Saturdays on my Newsletter every Saturday so make sure you check it out! It’s a chapter every Saturday.

K&T - banner final