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Cover Reveal – Road To Nowhere by M. Robinson

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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.

 

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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.
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She was born in New Jersey but was raised in Tampa Fl. She
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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.


 

 

 

 

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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. 

 

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They say in order to find yourself you have to go home.
What if home was what you’re running from?
Where did that leave you?
Always on the other side of the fence.
Always looking in.
Always wishing you were someone you couldn’t be.
Until one day you meet her.
The one.
She was my high, but she was also…
My demise.

 

Colors blended together making it hard to focus on one thing. I blinked a few times and just like that…
I saw her face.
As if she was standing right in front of me.
Smiling.
Happy.
Laughing.
My whole world…
My girl.
I felt my lips curl up slightly at the vision as I reached out for her. Wanting to touch her, needing to hold her, yearning to kiss her. Craving, God, craving to fucking love her.
“I’m sorry,” I murmured out loud to no one but the illusion of my drug-infested mind. “I’m so fucking sorry,” I repeated repentantly, longing for her to believe me.
Aching for her to love me again like she used to.
I don’t know how long I sat there, staring at her beautiful face before my eyes, subconsciously rubbing the tattooed key that was placed over my heart. I couldn’t take it anymore, and the desire won over the haze.
It was too powerful.
It was too vivid.
I grabbed my phone. “Baby,” I said into the speaker. The ringing quickly followed, going straight to voicemail. I hung up and tried again. “Baby,” I
urged with desperation in my tone.
Still nothing.
I tried again and again and again.
I would try until the end of time if that’s what it took for her to answer.
To talk to me.
To save me.
To crave me.
Time just seemed to standstill, as my life slowly played out in front of me. Trying to balance in between the light and the darkness when all I could see was gray.
“What?!” she screamed into the phone, finally answering after I don’t know how many failed attempts. “What the hell do you want now?”
“Mi cielo.” I breathed a sigh of relief.
She ignored my term of endearment. I hadn’t called her that in such a long time.
My heaven.
“What do you want, Austin? Why are you calling me? We’re over! I can’t do this anymore!”  
I shut my eyes and let my mind wonder, allowing it to go to another place in time where she didn’t hate me.
“I remember the first time I made you smile,” I chuckled, as if it had just happened.
My nerves were on fire. The mere sound of her breathing through the phone was too intense for me. I licked my lips, my mouth suddenly dry.
“I remember when you used to smile just for me. Do you remember, baby? Do you remember what my love feels like?”
I heard her faintly breathing.
“Do you remember my hands on you? My lips? My tongue? The first time I made you come with my mouth? Do you remember all the times since? Tell me I’m not forgotten. Tell me you remember, baby.”
Silence.
“I love you, Briggs. I love you so fucking much. You’re killing me, don’t you see that? I’m dying without you.”
“No, Austin. You were dying with me,” she rasped, knowing that it killed her to say that.
“The first time I saw your face, I thought to myself, damn, this beautiful girl is goin’ to be the death of me. You were perfect in every way. I was a cocky son of a bitch who needed you then, as much as I need you now.” 
More silence.
“I had a dream about you, baby. I always fucking dream about you. In my dream you had a ring on your finger. A ring I put there. You belonged to me. Only mine.
Forever fucking mine. You were pregnant, Briggs. You looked so goddamn happy. I saw light at the end of the tunnel for the first time in years.”
She sniffled into the phone.
“I made love to you. Slow, just the way you love. Taking my time to touch every last inch of your body. Memorizing every last bit of you. Making you come until you begged me to stop. I didn’t.”
“I can’t—” she tried to interject, but I didn’t let up.
“I kissed your stomach. Our baby. Letting my lips linger there, whispering sweet lullabies, letting her know daddy will always be there. Baby, it was so real.
For a second I gave you the one thing you so desperately wanted, the one thing I can’t give you.”

 

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If love were to stare me in the face tomorrow, I’m not sure I’d recognize it. I am broken in more ways then I can count. For years I’ve been searching for a love I’m no longer sure exists or is attainable. I want it all… The late night conversations, curling around one another like different parts of the same whole, and being so ingrained in each other’s hearts that they beat as one. A love strong enough to withstand the sands of time. Is that so much to ask for? Have I sinned to the point of becoming undeserving? I feel sorrow deep within me for things I’ve never really had but miss deeply.

I’ve always felt too deeply. I jump in with both feet and try to kick my way to the surface after but I am drowning. When I should be wallowing in the shallow end I’m neck deep in emotions… emotions I should have shielded myself from feeling. How can one love so deeply yet not understand the basic concept of the word? Jealousy stabs at my soul like a thousand needles. The tiny pinpricks consuming me and making me feel ashamed. I am damaged… sometimes I fear it is beyond repair. Man was not meant to walk this world alone. The one that balances the dark within you roams just as lost as you are without them.

Just once I’d like to feel… something. Anything. But then again feeling anything is what led me to this place of in between I currently reside in now. I just want to be held. Comforted in much the same way as a newborn babe… made to feel warm. Safe. Loved. What have I not learned yet that basic human companionship has been denied me for so long? In what ways have I been lacking? I have so much to give and yet I feel empty. My heart cries out for one that I cannot find… maybe will never find in time. I have tossed myself into the fire many times even though I always get burned. One would think my skin had become thick and impenetrable but still the claws of madness are able to get in.

It’s as if I’m always looking through the glass and my happy is just out of reach on the other side. What I wouldn’t give to touch it… even briefly. Real love is hard to find. The feeling of being lost inside another but yet separate. Sharing everything no matter what. What have I done? And how do I right the wrongs I’ve obviously committed?

Callisto Carvanis: And A Legacy Was Born Update

I’ve finally come up with a release date and working on getting pre order links up for Kobo, Barnes and Noble, and iBooks. I will upload to Amazon the day of release.

Release date is Dec. 21, 2015 and the pre order price will be $2.99 until Dec. 26, 2015 then the price will go up to $3.99

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The first book in my Dark Indiscretions Series is FREE. Please feel free to pick it up and give it a shot. I have uploaded a revised version with around 6K.

I also have some poems that are FREE on Smashwords and BN.

10850076_4787841711438_4272670409494381782_nShakuita Johnson is a 30-year-old Psychology major. When she isn’t going to school or working, she is doing what she loves most. Writing. 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 and her first erotica serial Kiss and Tell: Encounters of a Prostitute.

She is currently working on Callisto Carvanis and the final two Dark Indiscretions books.

Visit her online and read her poems and one attempt at songwriting on her blog at http://www.dark-indiscretions.com. You can also find her at http://www.facebook.com/shakuitajohnson or http://www.twitter.com/sljay1184. Check out her website at http://www.authorshakuitajohnson.com. Sign up for my newsletter at http://eepurl.com/MubU9.

Dark Indiscretions Re-release

You may or may not have seen by now that I am revamping Dark Indiscretions book 1. I feel a lot of things were left out and I can honestly say I had no idea what I was doing when I first wrote it. Not only was it my first actually book (I’d only written poems and two short stories before this). I didn’t really know my world that I’d created. I kind of just went with it and lately all the pieces started fitting together into something that started to make sense. So I’ve held off on the rest of the series to go back to the beginning and flesh some things out. When it’s all said and done 8K will be added to the overall total word count. Bringing it to about 45K from it’s original 37K. Now for the most part the plot and people will stay the same but a few scenes as well as a bit of detail has been added. After thinking about it I saw that I left a lot of things out. Things that are important and I didn’t want to just randomly toss this information into the last two books of the Dark Indiscretions Series. The re-release will be Oct. 31, 2015. For now here’s a little snippet:

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He had a spell he needed to cast before he made his move. Reinforcements would need to be summoned before he showed his hand to Jennifer. She would not expect this turn of events. Making his way to the basement of the townhouse he’d bought, he went to the giant pentagram he’d etched into the concrete. The amount of magic he was about to channel would require a few herbs to focus the energy. Could he do it without them? Absolutely, but using the herbs would make the task quicker. Raw energy channel was always risky, no matter how old and experienced the Mystic doing the channeling was. And resurrecting people took even more energy and focus.
Going over to his impressive bookshelf, he looked through them all until he found the one he’d written centuries ago. It had the spell that would help him do this summoning right the first time. Looking over what he’d written he went over to his herb cabinet and pulled down some anise, gardenia, and thistle. They were good for conjuring the dead. The spell would make them whole again once the herb mixture summoned them to him. He took down a bowl and crushed the herbs up inside it. After sprinkling a bit of oil over them he struck a match and threw it in. Gently picking the bowl up, he walked back over to the pentagram and put the bowl in the center.
The smoke started to thicken as the herbs burned. Her started to slowly fan the smoke out from the bowl with his hands. Thinking of those he wished to summon until their shapes started to form around the circle. Once he could clearly see their confused spirits, he stood up tall and put as much of his power behind his words as he could.

Blood of my blood
Mind to mind
Ripped from your bodies
Now turned to spirit
My power calls to thee
Come back and follow me
Taken from this world too soon
Now on this day of a crescent moon
I nearby grant you all your power
So come and reclaim what was taken in your weaken hour
Revenge is close, within your grasp
Snatch it quick or for the opportunity is fast

Or something like that. He was never good at the writing spells part. He preferred just blasting raw power into his enemies. Once Jennifer was his he’d make her write him better spells. For now he stood by and watched his handiwork. The spell worked and that was all that matter. Jennifer wouldn’t know what hit her.

And So She Waited Excerpt Reveal

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TITLE: AND SO SHE WAITED
AUTHOR: Shakuita Johnson
SYNOPSIS:
**Mature audiences only 18+…contains darker elements and no
HEAs**
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 owned 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.
EXCERPT:
Remy Peters felt her arms wrap tightly around him, and a playful
nip on his shoulder. He smiled to himself but made no indication that he was
awake. A cute little growl sounded behind him and he could no longer hold in
his laughter.
“You think you’re so cute, dontcha, Remy
Peters?” Casey Summers scolded.
Casey was a gorgeous little blonde with bright
blue-green eyes. She was petite and extremely laid back. She knew what the
score was and didn’t mind Remy being himself. She also didn’t try to make him
do any more than he wanted to. She never asked him to commit, and didn’t hound
him. Just the way he liked it.
His laughing ended when he heard his phone
chirp from the nightstand. That sobered him right up. Raven. It couldn’t
have been anyone but her. It had always been her, for the last year and
a half now. He sighed and snatched the phone. He didn’t know what her deal was.
They just hung out from time to time. Nothing more. At least he hadn’t led her
to believe that there was anything more than when he had time to stop by.
Morning babe. Have a great day! XOXO Miss you…
“Let me guess. It’s Raven,” Casey said.
“Why don’t you just tell her the truth?”
“There’s nothing to tell. She’s not my
girlfriend,” Remy said.
“It’s been a year and a half. Either just
be with her or let her go. Stop jerking her chain.”
“Oh, you’re concerned now? Doesn’t stop
you from coming over, so mind your own business.”
“Whatever, I’m going to shower.
Asshole.”
Remy didn’t need a damn lecture. He hadn’t
made any commitments. He was a free bird.
Ding.
He picked up the phone again to read the
message.
Hey babe…you awake yet?
Well, if he hadn’t texted her back the first
time, what the hell did she think? He placed the phone back on the dresser and
decided to catch a shower with Casey. The phone started ringing on his way in
but he ignored it. It was just Raven, and he didn’t feel like talking right
now. He had other plans and they involved Casey, naked.
***
Remy emerged from the bathroom fully dressed,
in a comfortable pair of faded blue jeans and a cool graphic tee. Casey had
rushed out of his apartment with the promise to call later, but it didn’t
matter if she did or didn’t. That was the great thing about no expectations and
no commitments.
Remy picked up his phone and noticed a
voicemail from Raven. He would see her at school no doubt, so he didn’t bother
calling or texting back. He was sure she would be sending another message
shortly anyway. If he didn’t have the occasional feelings for her, he would
have ended it months ago. She was getting way too clingy. He honestly didn’t
know why he hadn’t stopped talking to her yet.
He checked his watch and realized he had
lingered too long. Damn. Late again. He was glad that he had no classes with
Raven this year. He liked to keep their contact to weekends, preferably when no
one knew. There was no way he’d ever take her out during the day, let alone at
night. Sometimes she’d approach him when he was with his friends, and that
would really set him off. He wasn’t ashamed of her but he didn’t want people
thinking they were serious. Nor did he want to be leashed and collared. He was
a free bird, and Raven was too clingy. She hadn’t started off that way, but she
definitely was now.
“I’ve got to stop this before it blows
way out of control,” Remy said out loud.
Problem was, he had no idea how to get out of
the mess it took him a year and a half to get into. He would have to ask his
buddies what they thought he should do.
As Remy locked his apartment door and headed
to his car, his phone went off again.
Ding.
Please call me. I’m starting to worry. You
never came over last night, plus we need to talk.
Remy grimaced. What had he gotten himself into with this girl?
It never got to this point with anyone else. Did she not know how to keep
things causal and fun? He did not want a girlfriend, ever. He’d never had one
and he didn’t plan on having one any time soon. He was only a sophomore in
college, for god’s sake. He had years ahead of him before he was ready to
settle down with one girl. Only until grad school would he even consider
getting serious with someone. The two of them were just going to have to sit
down and have a long talk. She would either get on board or find someone else
to obsess over. It could not be him.
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AUTHOR BIO:
Shakuita Johnson is a 30-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.
CONNECT WITH SHAKUITA:
Take a look at the blurb on my blog http://www.dark-indiscretions.com

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Letters To Kyle by Shakuita Johnson

Letters To Kyle

 

Letters To Kyle

 

Back in 2013 I met this guy Kyle online. We went on a date and I really enjoyed it. I was convinced our love would be written in the stars. That he was the one I’d been looking for all my life. Everything seemed to be falling into place. I thought…

Rarely do the things we want actually happen. I’d convinced myself that the signs were aligning and that he was my happy ever after. I was very sadly mistaken. It took me a while to let go though. So I started writing letters to kyle of how I felt or what I was thinking.

This is a non fiction account of 11 letters I wrote to Kyle from October to November 2013. It’s raw and gritty in it’s true form. Nothing has been changed. It is also a companion to my poem collection, “Inside The Heart of my Soul” which is free on smashwords and barnes and noble and 99 cents on Amazon…

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Letters To Kyle

Non Fiction

$0.99 or FREE with Kindle Unlimited

Shakuita Johnson

When you feel as though your world is falling apart and the only person you want to talk to doesn’t want to talk to you…what do you do? You write them a letter of course! Over the course of about two months that is exactly what I did. I wrote letters to Kyle that he will never see…

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The audio book should be available in the next few weeks as well. I will post the link once that happens. Please let me know what you think by leaving a review once you’ve read the ebook.

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