Monday, December 11, 2017

New Release Showcase

I am pleased to present the new Christmas-themed release from the wonderful Stella Eromonsere-Ajanaku.

A Bit About Stella

I'm Stella Eromonsere-Ajanaku, author of several toe-curling & heart-fluttering Flirty & Feisty Romance Novels consisting of Contemporary/Interracial/Multicultural Romance as well as Historical and Paranormal Romance Books. I write about super sexy heroes and flirty & feisty heroines. My stories are a breath of fresh air, dotted with unexpected twists and are set in fascinating Africa, enticing Europe and enchanting America. An emotional spin is what you get when you read my books. Your Christmas Gift is my hot new release and it makes the perfect gift for your family, friends and colleagues.

There are now 20 published books so far. Just so you know, I'm a romantic freak, mother of two fun - loving teenagers, married to my gorgeous husband and best friend and we live in London, UK. If my teens had their way, they would fill our home with a dozen pets. Swimming on my back like a star-fish is one of my skills.

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Have a jolly good Christmas.

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Blurb ~ A Flirty & Feisty Romance Novel ~ ~

Their attraction sizzles…like a wild flame ~

Femi Oladokun stretched out on the sofa at his hideaway penthouse days before Christmas. Darkness eats up his heart slowly because he is a therapist who cannot help himself. In the last six years, he has spent the festive season alone. When a dark-haired woman with killer curves, slanted eyes and feisty boldness storms inside his suite like a cyclone asking him to pack his belongings, he knows he must kick her out. Yet, his stomach walls curl with tension as she rattles his peace.

Tired after her long-haul flight two days before Christmas, Event Planner, Kimani Carter just wants a luxury bed to lie on in the penthouse she is told is vacant. This season she knows her single Christmas wish will go unanswered as always and the dark pain in her heart will linger. All she wants this year is to be alone. But when she strolls inside the suite, the drop-dead gorgeous, tattooed man splayed on the sofa donning only hip-hugging grey boxers and a brutal tongue send her body and her holiday into utter confusion.

Will the season work its magic to bring Femi and Kimani their Christmas gifts?

From the Author of All of Me ~ A Sweet & Steamy Romance


Bracing her arms on the armrest, Kimani also leaned forward. “Stick to the topic. I’m not here to find myself a sex partner. All I need is to be left alone as I requested from the start.”

For a long moment, Femi stared over her head as if she were indiscernible. When the silence dragged on for ages, she kicked his leg. Hard.

“Come back down to earth, Femi.”

Fingers steepled together on his knees, Femi did not flinch. Instead, he ravaged her face and legs with his eyes.

Slowly, a flurry of light heat settled on her arms and thighs. Several moments later, his gaze turned warm and persistent, yet he did not utter a single word. Gradually, tension coiled in her spine and pushed its way into the pit of her stomach. But she ground her teeth and put on her best cold façade.

“You’re made of glass,” he chuckled after a lengthy period.

An unintentional sigh escaped from her lips and her shoulders sagged. She reckoned this man was schooled in the art of torturing women with his eyes just for fun. “And you’re made of bronze,” she snipped.

Again, he laughed for a while and she watched his face relax. And if she were honest, she would admit she preferred him at ease than when he was his arrogant self.

“If you’re engaged why are you in a beautiful resort on your own? Is your fiancé blind?”

Caught off guard by his retort, Kimani chuckled and then belted out a resounding laugh. “I like the idea of finding myself a fiancé.”

The grin on Femi’s face turned into a grimace. “What do you intend to do with yourself for a week?”

Going along with his change in discussion, Kimani shrugged. “Read a book. Swim. Visit the Roman Theatre. Pamper myself with facials and massages. Isn’t that what people do on holidays? And you, how did you plan to endure the week before I crashed your peace and quiet?”

A sharp smile hit his lips.

Okay, she marvelled at the cute shape of his full lips, too well defined for a man. The pale pink colour contrasted against his dark brown skin and easily drew her eyes and thoughts to his mouth.

“All your planned activities sound typical and predictable for celebrities. I had plans to lie in my suite, listen to music, watch TV, do a lot of soul searching and deep thinking while Christmas rolled by.”

Shaking her head, she gestured with her fingers. “Sounds very boring. But then so are you. No surprise there.” She paused, waiting for his response.

Femi did not blink as her verbal bullets flew past his broad shoulders and sank to the bottom of the distant sea. And she knew he could take any nonsense she dumped on him as long as she embraced the same barbs from his mouth. From their short interaction, she knew he could be brutal with his jibes.

It was rare to find a man who did not care if he offended her with his words or manners and it was exciting to come across a man who did not give a hoot about her appearance—a man who was not ready to give in to her demands—a man who was so self-confident he did not need to suck up to her.

“I’ve got two things to prove to you in the next week,” she heard Femi murmur.

Scrunching her nose at him, she waved aside his intentions. “You don’t need to prove anything to me. Listen to your music and watch TV, while I entertain myself with my novels or fancy massages and trips to tourist places.”

Lifting one finger, Femi snarled. “You’re wrong. To prove to you my charm isn’t lost on you, I’m going to give you a massage. That’s not a request by the way.”

Kimani gasped, then her eyes widened with shock. “You’ll have to drug me first.” “I’ll do it if I need to,” he agreed without averting his gaze. “To prove to you I’m not boring, I’m going to take you dancing, hiking and I’m going to treat you to fine dining. And you don’t have a choice.”

Laughing in his face because she could do nothing else, Kimani attempted to still the thrill overtaking her body. “For someone who boasted about needing his peace and quiet, you sound ready to go wild for a woman you don’t fancy or want anything to do with at all.”

“Don’t kid yourself,” he scoffed. “The only reason I’m treating you to my company is to make you uncomfortable enough to book yourself into another room.”

“Ah! It has nothing to do with the fact you’re just like every other man who wants to have their way with a woman with generous boobs and hips.”

Rubbing his palms together with a predatory smile on his face, he spoke calmly. “If you offer me your sensuous body now, I’ll turn the other way. I’m not interested in dating you or having sex on holiday. But I’m going to give you a massage despite all you’ve said.”

“I’ve booked for a professional masseur to take care of my body. Even if you beg me with your last breath, I’m not going to let you touch me. Get it inside your head, Femi Oladokun!”

“We’ll see who wins, Kimani Carter. Just so we’re clear, I don’t know how to lose.”

“That makes two of us.”

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Sunday, December 10, 2017

Sample Sunday Excerpt #2

In this snippet from A Song For You, Tangie and Bree talk about the current state of Bree's love life...

“Let me see if I can catch up with Spence,” I said, when a customer entered the store.

“Okay.” Tangie took care of the man and his kids while I typed out a text. In town for the weekend. R U free 2nite?

A few minutes later, my phone pinged. How about dinner? I can pick U up at 7:30. R U at Reese’s?

Yes. C U at 7:30. I smiled and returned the phone to my bag. An evening with Spence was always fun, particularly what happened after we got to his apartment. He knew how to turn up in the club and in the bedroom.

“You’re smiling, so you must’ve gotten in touch with the Wizard,” Tangie said with raised eyebrows. “So I take it you’re going out tonight.”

“He’s picking me up at your house for dinner.”

“So, I guess Reese and I shouldn’t expect to see you until noon tomorrow.”

“At least noon.” I winked.

“Please be careful, okay?”

“Come on, girl. You know Spence doesn’t mean me any harm.”

“I don’t believe he means you any good either.”

“What do you have against him, Tangie? He’s Reese’s best friend.”

“And you’re my best friend. I like Spence, but I love you, and I don’t think he really cares about you.”

“We get what we need from each other.”

Tangie frowned. “Is that really all you need? Or is it just what you say because you’re afraid of what it would mean to get into a serious relationship with a man?”

“I know what it would mean. The last thing I need is somebody telling me, ‘I don’t want you going there,’ or ‘That’s not a place where you should be singing.’ You know how rough it’s been for me since my mama got sick. I have enough stress in my life. Having some guy dictate to me would be more pressure than I could handle.”

“I can’t see you getting involved with such a possessive man.”

“Neither can I!”

“I mean you wouldn’t be attracted to a controlling man to begin with.”

“They all get all possessive once they know you have feelings for them. I like my freedom too much to get caught up in a situation like that.”

“You haven’t met the right one yet. Reese doesn’t try to restrict me in any way. In fact, he thinks I’m too introverted, and he’s always trying to get me to do things I’ve never done and go places I’ve never been. Sometimes it gets on my nerves. They call it the comfort zone for a reason.”

“Reese is one of the rare ones. You’re lucky you found him.”

“He found me. I wasn’t looking at the time either, remember?”

Tangie and I were never going to agree on this, so I just smiled and changed the subject.

A Song For You 
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Wednesday, December 6, 2017

New Release Showcase

Hello! This is one of my tour stops during my two week book tour for The Bennu Project by Tyrone Givens. This virtual book tour is organized by Write Now Literary Book Tours. This tour runs November 23-December 6, 2017.  Follow the tour here.  Book your own tour here WNL
ISBN-10: 1620309580
ISBN-13: 978-1620309582
Genre: Post-Apocalyptic Sci-Fi
About The Book
On a dangerous run to scavenge supplies from a remote excavation site in the Meza Ruins, Azubuike and his friends encounter a unique piece of technology left by their ancestors. Once exposed to the device, Azubuike’s reality is altered in ways that could unravel his mind. The team has no way of knowing the danger—or benefit—posed by this ancient technology which triggered a series of events forever changing Azubuike and his friends. Has he unlocked the secret to end the alien occupation of his world or will this device result in the extinction of his people?
The Bennu Project is a genre-defying novel with the suspense of mystery, metaphors of science fiction and accuracy of historical relevance depicting the rise-and-fall of several Nile Valley civilizations.
About The Author
Fed up with the stereotypical caricatures used to falsely portray the Black culture, Tyrone Givens is committed to creating heroes and heroines as positive images for our children. To reverse the less-than-flattering qualities that diminish self-esteem, self-worth and cultural value, this master storyteller entertains readers with science fiction plots infused with historical facts often omitted from school curriculums.
Givens, a homeschool educator whose high school-aged children are attending college, is a multi-lingual, federally-licensed airplane pilot. The Bennu Project is the culmination of his passions: empowering Black children, accurate depiction of our history and rebuilding our community.
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Sunday, December 3, 2017

Sample Sunday Excerpt #1

For the next few weeks, I'll be sharing unedited excerpts from A Song For You. This is how the story opens...

The pen would not stay in my hand; it kept slipping between my sweaty palm and my fingers. Three other people sat at the long conference table, staring and probably wondering what was wrong with me. They waited silently as I wiped my palms over my pants’ leg and studied the contract. I couldn’t believe I was actually signing a record deal, something I’d fantasized about for years. Even though I wanted it more than anything in the world, I was scared shitless to take the first step. After I’d watched Unbreak My Heart, Toni Braxton’s story, maybe ten times, my heart thundered in my chest at the thought of the same thing happening to me.

The record company had sent me a copy of the contract a few weeks ago, and I’d taken it to my lawyer like Zel had told me to do. My lawyer. Every time I said it, I laughed to myself. She specialized in entertainment law and had made a few changes to the contract and explained what they meant. It was her job to make sure I didn’t get screwed the way Toni had. She reassured me that she didn’t need to be present at the signing, so I was doing this alone. Well, not exactly alone. Tangie came with me for moral support, and I was grateful. She’d taken the morning off, even though she had her store to look after.

Two reps from the record company sat across from us. Dave Higgins, the A&R guy for the label, from the contract offer meeting, I already knew. Zel had taken my demo to him. The other had introduced himself as some kind of financial person. I was nervous but not so nervous I failed to notice that the money man was fine as hell-tall, dark-skinned and well-built. Only he was one of the suits-serious and conservative. He filled out the suit beautifully, though. Those chocolate brothers didn’t have to do anything to get my engine running, probably because I am so short and so light. The contrast was a definite turn-on. He looked a little like Spence, but they were on opposite ends of the spectrum. Spence was as far from conservative as you could get.

He spoke up snatching me out of my concentration. It figures he’d have a voice the sounded like James Earl Jones. “Ms. Jarrett, do you have any questions about the financial breakdown in the contract?”

I flipped a few pages to the breakdown of how I would be paid once my single and album were released and then checked to make sure the changes the lawyer made had been included. After I stared at the numbers for a moment, thinking they sounded outrageous to me, I answered, “No, it’s pretty straightforward. My lawyer went over everything with me. It looks like everything is in order. Thank you, Mr.-

“Devereaux, Pierce Devereaux.”

When I finally lifted my gaze, the look in his eyes almost scorched me. There wasn’t a single thing professional or business-like about it. In fact, if I’d been in a club rather than a conference room, I probably would’ve winked at him. Instead I averted my gaze and nudged Tangie’s foot with mine wordlessly asking if she’d noticed. One last time I tried to dry my moist hands on my pants and then picked up the pen again. There were so many papers to sign. I dragged in a deep breath that was louder than I‘d intended and started with the top sheet.

“Do you gentlemen mind if I record this moment for posterity?” Tangie asked, pointing her phone in my direction.

“Of course not,” Higgins said with a big smile. “Knock yourself out,”

Tangie videoed the moment, and when I’d affixed my signature to the last page, both men shook my hand and welcomed me to the Sonant Records family. Higgins promised to have a final copy of the contract sent to my attorney the next day. He left the conference room and returned a few moments later with a bottle of champagne wrapped in a white towel and four flutes on a fancy silver tray.

“This is a Sonant tradition.”  He set the tray on the end of the conference table and wiped the condensation from the outside of the bottle. With the neck of the bottle pointed away from us, he peeled off the foil wrapper, placed his thumb over the cork and began to undo the wire cage surrounding it. After he draped the towel over the bottle’s neck, he twisted the fat bottom part until a soft pop sounded. I’d just seen the right way to open a bottle of champagne.

Instead of him making the toast, Devereaux said, “To the beautiful new addition to the Sonant family! Congratulations, Breelyn.”

Tangie and I clicked our glasses against theirs, and my head spun with giddiness before I’d even taken a sip.

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Wednesday, November 22, 2017

New Release Showcase

Hello! This is one of my tour stops during my month long book tour for Jillian, by Julia. A Royston. This virtual book tour is organized by Write Now Literary Book Tours. This tour runs November 6-30, 2017.  Follow the tour here.  Book your own tour here WNL
ISBN-10: 0692528067
ISBN-13: 978-0692528068
Book Title: Jillian Book 1 of the Women of the Fellowship Series
Genre: Romance Fiction

About The Author

Julia Royston is an author, publisher, speaker and teacher. Julia provides full-service book publishing services, writing and publishing coaching services as well as hosts workshops and conferences to help aspiring writers become best-selling authors and thriving entrepreneurs. By profession, Julia is a 22-year certified, media specialist/technology instructor with the local public school system. For more information about Julia and her companies visit,
About The Book
Jillian watched so many of her friends date, get engaged and marry before her. She wondered what was taking so long. Jillian had done all of the right things. She had gone to school, built a thriving company, owned a home, drove a luxury car and dedicated years of service to her church and community. But, where was her love? Come experience the lessons, longing and love of Jillian Forrester. Have faith, your love is on the way too.


Patricia walked into Jillian’s office closed the door quickly and fell backward against the door. Her eyes were upward and her body language said that she was about to faint and slide to the floor “Okay boss indulge me just a minute.”
“What going on? Besides you only call me boss when you could be in trouble or you’re getting ready to hurt somebody.” Jillian inquired
“Jillian, I’m about to put a hurting on somebody in a minute, but in a great way,” Patricia said softly.
“What’s up?” Jillian exclaimed.
“The representatives from Randolph Technologies are waiting to see you in the lobby. I have never seen three brothers look so good since my favorite group, ‘Guy,’ back in the day,” Patricia closed her eyes and did a slight shake and shimmy from her shoulders to her waist.
“Okay, Patricia, your minute is up and the key to this company not going down the toilet is on the other side of that door. Girl, get a grip and show them in,” said Jillian with a slight frown.
“Okay, are you ready?” Patricia straightened her clothes and mimicked putting her hair back in place.
“Yes, I am ready and show them in already,” Jillian then gave Patricia a sharp look while putting the last papers in a folder and coming from behind her desk.
Patricia opened the door to the lobby and said to the visitors, “Gentleman, Ms. Forrester will see you now.” Three very handsome gentleman entered Jillian’s office.
Patricia continued, “Ms. Forrester, this is Mr. Byron and Myron Randolph, the CEO and President, respectively of Randolph Technologies and their associate, Mr. James Jones.”
“Jillian, is that you?” asked Byron as he stopped dead in his tracks at the sight of her face. Byron took a long sweep over Jillian from head to toe. Letting his eyes thoroughly glance over every inch of her body. Jillian was checking Byron out right back and blushing greatly on the inside and out. Jillian was thanking God that her milk chocolate skin could hide how hot her cheeks were getting at Byron’s glance. Jillian remembered that Byron was always the ladies’ man of the two. She knew that she couldn’t take what he said seriously because he could be saying it to about three other women too. His eyes were saying a lot and she was trying to believe the clear non-verbal communication. Byron and Myron were both classified as nerds, but Myron was the real nerd of the two. Besides loving technology, Byron and Myron were unique in that they were identical twins in size and height, but with different color complexion. Both men stood six feet three and weighed about 225 lbs. Byron had dark smooth chocolate skin while Myron had a lighter brown complexion like caramel candy. Studies had been done about the twins when they were younger. Their doctor wrote and published an article in a medical journal about their uniqueness.
“Jillian Forrester, look at you?” interrupted Myron who had been standing next to Byron watching them both and waiting his turn.
“Oh my goodness, yes, it’s me. Byron and Myron Randolph? Look at you guys. I had no idea. I realize that this is unorthodox and not the way I normally start a business meeting, but can I have a hug?” They all laughed as Jillian embraced each twin, Myron first and then Byron. They smelled like Yves Saint Laurent’s latest cologne and dressed in similar clothing, but not matching tailored suits. The days of the twins wearing matching outfits had been abandoned by the time they reached their middle teens. Byron, being the mischievous one, took both her hands in his once the embrace ended and he slightly swayed them back and forth. He stood there holding and gently rubbing her hands in a slow circular motion that left Jillian quite uncomfortable. Byron knew he was wrong, but didn’t want to let her hands go. He kept looking into her eyes to gage her reaction and to soak her all in.
Byron thought, ‘Oh my goodness this is Jillian Forrester standing right in front of me.’ Byron tried not to reveal with his eyes all of the rush of emotions that were going on in his head not to mention the fast beat of his heart at the sight of her. He thought, ‘If she only knew how good it is to really see her. Get a grip and calm down boy.’
A look of confusion came on Jillian’s face at how Byron was looking at her. She never dated or even had any thought that Byron even liked her other than a friend when they were younger. What is this? Jillian looked down at the floor quickly realizing that this was suddenly a very awkward and misunderstood moment. They both forgot they were in a corporate office and that there were other people in the room. Jillian had so many questions running through her brain. Byron, on the other hand, was continuing to take her all in. Jillian knew that she must somehow stop this scene from getting any worse or misreading the whole situation. She came back to herself from her thoughts in time to remember she was ignoring the third man in the room. She removed her hands from Byron’s grasp and turned her attention to the other gentleman.
“I am so sorry your name is James right? I don’t know you that well or I would hug you too.” Everyone laughed as she shook his hand. James was much taller standing about six foot five and two hundred sixty five pounds. He looked like he could be a defensive end or tackle for the Cincinnati Bengals or some celebrity’s body guard. This very large, gorgeous gentleman was standing there with an iPad, leather portfolio and iPhone. At five foot three, Jillian felt like a midget compared to these three men. Jillian enjoyed the sudden attention and affection, but knew they must get down to business.
“Well, shall we all have a seat?” Each man took a seat around Jillian’s small conference table and Byron placed himself to her left, Myron was on her right and James was seated next to Myron.

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Tuesday, November 14, 2017

New Release Showcase

This is one of my stops during the two month tour for The Little Girl Inside: Owning My Role in My Own Pain by Tonya Barbee. This virtual book tour is organized by Write Now Literary Book Tours. This tour runs October & November.  Follow the tour here.  Book your own tour here WNL
Book Title: The Little Girl Inside: Owning My Role in My Own Pain
ISBN-10: 0692564802
ISBN-13: 978-0692564806
Genre: Non-Fiction
Tonya Barbee
About The Author
TONYA BARBEE is a novelist and aspiring playwright. Her most recent published work is titled, The Little Girl Inside Owning My Role in My Own Pain. She is currently working on another project that complements this book. Tonya grew up in Durham, NC, a family of four daughters and one son. Her father, Woodrow served his country for twenty years as an Army officer, retired then taught ROTC for another twenty years and her mother, Doris, a college administrator. She is a proud 1980 graduate of Frank W. Ballou High School in Washington, DC. She worked in operations and management for Department of Agriculture for twenty years. For the past ten years, she’s worked as a project manager for Department of Defense in Washington, DC. She studied at National-Louis University where she earned her Masters in Business Administration in 2009.

Although she’s worked her way up the ladder in the federal government, she had no idea she would end up writing professionally however she has always enjoyed sharing her personal life through story telling with those she thought she could help. Then something clicked. As she writes, she is in hopes that her work reaches her readers that have been through something and have contemplated giving up. Her goal is to enable her readers to become empowered to keep moving forward to accomplish their dreams no matter what challenges they have been faced with.

Tonya resides in Bowie, MD with two of her youngest children, Christian and Zachary. Her eldest two, Andrew and Jessica left the nest years ago and have blessed her with seven beautiful grandkids.

About The Book
The Little Girl Inside is a prolific story of triumph and discovery of inner peace. With each page, the reader will be captivated while the author uses the writing pen as a sowing tool-seaming a garment of praise, banner of victory and fabric of joy. With imaginative color, the book is a perfectly designed combination of patterns expressing the maturation of a woman.

A uniquely designed transparent jewel every woman should own in her jewelry box. The Little Girl Inside is a ministry resource tool for women in search for transparency in the human heart. The author shows us how to overcome the inner battle of doing the right thing the wrong way, going from finding love in the wrong places to allowing love to be revealed in the right time and in the right place.


I made room for Sir Intellectual to bring what I thought were the remainder of hi things. I also made room on my health insurance policy just in case he didn't have any. Too bad it didn't occur to me to ask him. My ability to confront was non-existent. I decided not to wait until I returned to work to handle it. I contacted my carrier and updated my policy to include my new husband. The whole time I felt sad that he wasn't contacting his carrier to include me. I had a husband, though what caliber of husband, I wasn't sure. Sometimes I wanted to slap myself for being so needy that I overlooked important things and ignored flags, bells, and whistles.

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Tuesday, November 7, 2017

Back to basics

As I posted on October 5th, writing A Song For You has put me in a spot in which I've never found myself before. I tried freewriting to help me get the story going, and that worked a couple of times, but every day when I sit down to write I've been having the same problem. At least I have a gorgeous cover that I absolutely love!

Since I'm only finishing up Chapter Seven and have been writing this book since July, there is definitely a problem, and I still don't know what the problem is. Soooo, I've decided to go back to storyboarding.

There are many different ways to create a storyboard. Here are a few examples:

EXAMPLES - on an actual whiteboard using different color sticky notes...

Using a specialty writing program like Scrivener...

in a computer program like Word...

Even handwritten... 😊

Since I'm a keyboard girl, I created the storyboard for A Song for You into Word.  So far, it's helping me think through each chapter, and as I do, new ideas are coming to me.

I'll probably have to move the release date to January instead of December, but that's fine. I'd rather spend more time on the story than to rush to The End.

I won't be posting much here, but I do have guest authors visiting on November 13, 22 and December 6.

Thursday, October 12, 2017

New Release Showcase

My sisterscribe from across the pond, Stella Eromonsere-Ajanaku, has a new sweet and steamy romance release entitled All of Me!

She's been here before, but I'll let her tell you a bit about herself:

A bit About Stella

I'm Stella Eromonsere-Ajanaku, author of several toe-curling & heart-fluttering Flirty& Feisty Romance Novels consisting of Contemporary/Interracial/Multicultural Romance as well as Historical & Paranormal Romance Books. I write about super sexy heroes and flirty & feisty heroines. My stories are a breath of fresh air, dotted with unexpected twists and are set in fascinating Africa, enticing Europe and enchanting America. An emotional spin is what you get when you read my books. 
There are now 19 published books so far. Just so you know, I'm a romantic freak, mother of two fun - loving teenagers, married to my gorgeous husband/best friend and we live in London, UK. If my teens had their way, they would fill our home with a dozen pets. Swimming on my back like a star-fish is one of my skills. Please write or connect with me on social media. I love reading from you.


“Incredibly hot, pushy; a real hunk, my neighbour, Jermaine is so in my face, I can hardly breathe on my own. He has a body any woman dreams about with hard lines, tight ass, muscled with tattoos along his arms and inviting lips that keeps me gasping. Yet, I know he’s wrong for me, but tell that to my aroused body as night after night, his chiselled figure pulls me closer in my dreams. I’ve got to remind myself Jermaine double-crossed me, plus my secret taunts me, so there’s no way we can be together. Not a chance!”
~ Roli Boyo

“I’m in London to find a woman who’s even-tempered, homely and has not given her heart to any other man. Someone who wants me with her whole heart. By a twist of fate, I run into my next-door neighbour, Roli, a stunning model who speaks her mind no matter what. Although she has a list of exes’ and a boyfriend I’ve not seen, she makes my chest tighten and I want to capture her full lips with mine. But she has done something I can’t accept. Yet my feet keep dragging me to her front yard even though I know nothing can come out of our escapades. Absolutely nothing!”
~ Jermaine Tucker

Will Roli and Jermaine find comfort in each other’s arms?
A small pinch went through her chest at the idea she could walk in on Jermaine kissing another woman. Her eyes instantly misted. 
“Don’t bother. I don’t want your keys. You can have mine, if you can handle it.”

When she got up to walk away, Jermaine sprang to his feet and blocked her way. “What’s the matter?”

“Nothing.” Yet, her blood boiled in her veins.

He wrapped his fingers around her forearms and squeezed gently. “I saw the switch in emotion on your face. I’m sorry.”

Staring at her feet, she struggled to find the right words. “It’s nothing to do with you. I guess I’m confused about what’s going on.”

“Because of the kiss we shared earlier.” It was a statement, not a question.

Her eyes flew to meet his and her lips parted involuntarily. And his eyes feasted on her lips. Like thunder, he smashed her against his rock-hard frame and bound her body with his arms. She linked her arms around his hips, happy to be locked within his glorious heat. He took in a harsh breath and planted his mouth on her shoulders, her neck and hair. 

Mini quakes rumbled through her body and she whimpered in his arms as springs of heat let loose on her skin.

“What’s going on between us, Roli? Can you feel the tremors ripping through me?” he asked when he cut off their kiss. “I don’t care about your boyfriend, I really don’t.”

Jermaine’s words tore down every barrier she had put up in the past few years, as her arms mapped his muscled back, grazed his tough skin and marked his flesh with her fingernails.

“If I kiss you again, I’m not going to stop. You’re a very attractive woman and I’m not immune to your beauty and witty personality. So just give me your keys and I’ll go home.”

Even as he spoke, tears pricked the back of her eyes as her chest tightened and her pulse rate amplified. Leaning her neck back, she stared up at him, wishing for one thing only.

Reading her thoughts with accuracy, Jermaine unleashed an onslaught on her lips and she opened her mouth, welcoming him deep inside. 

Moaning sharply, a harsh cry wrenched from within her chest and Roli knew she was lost for good. 

Deepening the slide of his tongue inside her mouth, he groaned as shock waves rocked through him. The tremor did not spare her body.

What I said I wanted in a man is at war with what my body craves. 

A virgin groom looked less likely with every kiss she shared with Jermaine Tucker–her sexy neighbour extraordinaire.

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Find a collection of all Flirty & Feisty Romance Novels.
1. All of Me
2. "You're Mine"
3. Enticed Forever
4. Naked Attraction
6. His Ring
7. Royal Cowries (Cowries Series Book 1)
8. His Choice (Cowries Series Book 2)
10. Love at Christmas
11. Husband to Rent
12. Stolen Valentine Kiss (Holiday Series Book 1)
13. Kiss My Lips (Holiday Series Book 2)
14. Forbidden Dance (Forbidden Series Book 1)
15. Red Velvet Rose (Forbidden Series Book 2)
16. Tempting Desire
17. Seduced Hearts
18. Stolen Kisses (Holiday Series Complete Set)
19. Wild Whispers
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