Thursday, March 12, 2015

Spotlight: Beautifully Destroyed by Gracie Wilson

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Life can take you by surprise, it can also put you through hell. My fate was never my own to deal with. It was ruined before I even had a chance. It was a rough start and it hasn’t gotten much better. Hiding behind the walls of my room is how I get through each day. Destroyed doesn’t even begin to describe the way my life has been.
Finally, I get away and things are looking up. Of course nothing can go right and some things are just too much to bear. In comes the one thing I can’t have. I’ve read so many books and I know the drill. Rock stars and musicians are not for me. I can’t hide when they are always in the light. Something about him makes me want to step into that light, though. He is constantly bringing me to new levels and places I could never imagine. The secrets I’ve tried to keep to myself are breaking into my new life. Having him around is helping but the outside world ruins us as well. I either have to take the chance and let him in or push him away once and for all. Every time I pull away he is right back here pushing his way back in. He is relentless, he is everything I shouldn’t have. Those secrets I tried to keep hidden begin to surface, bringing havoc to our lives. The world so desperately wants to keep us apart and I might just let it to keep my secrets. Do I sit back and let the world pass me by or do I finally let those wounds heal and have the life he thinks I deserve?

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“Fate, don’t over think anything, okay? I have no agenda here. We are friends. I understand that’s what you need and want.” His words are like something from my own head but they are a bit off.
“What I need is you to be my friend, but what I want is something completely different.” I hear his breath catch and I quickly try to repair the damage I’ve done. “I know I’m not the kind of girl you go for, but you’re a rock star, can’t blame a girl, can you?” I say, trying to come off as joking. “What do you want from me, Fate? I need you to lay it out for me because sometimes I’m just not sure with you and I don’t ever want to do anything to make you feel uncomfortable around me.” He is putting me on the spot and the attention begins to get to me. “Dinner,” I say, trying to remind him of his early rush to get something to eat. “You mean a date?” he says with a grin and I know he’s trying to get a read on me. It’s what Cameron does. Since I have been here, I’ve been watching him. Even when I wasn’t talking to him all that time, I couldn’t help it. He just looked so withdrawn, which seemed to be so unlike him. At night in my room, I’d look at pictures of him and his band. He looked so at peace on stage, it’s his happy place. I had to know what someone like that had to prove by being the way he was to me. I couldn’t shake him off. “I don’t know how to date, I’ve never even had a friend. I don’t let people in or let them even touch me. It’s the way I’ve survived.” I can see my words are hurting him but they need to be said. “I can’t make any promises. Each step is a new one and they all have to be small.” He looks hopeful and that brings me the feelings I was wanting. “But I’m willing to try.”
“I’m going to be the good guy. I don’t want you to think my intentions aren’t pure here. So I will be your friend.” His words make my heart sink. I try to keep my face straight and I know I’m failing miserably. “It’s not because I don’t want more. Trust me, that’s the farthest from the truth here, but I won’t rush this and risk screwing it up again.” I could just lean over and touch him but just the thought of contact is driving my heart into overdrive. “You challenge me, McAlister, I like that about you. Don’t back off too much, okay?” “Sometimes you have to push through the pain, right?” His eyes light up and I know he’s trying to figure out if that was just a coincidence. “Only then will you see the truth behind it.” “Fate...I know you don’t enjoy music. How?” he whispers to me. “I printed out all the lyrics. I read them, I didn’t listen. I’m just not there yet. That could never happen. I don’t know if I will get there. So I’m just not sure how this will work but...I’m willing to leave it all behind for a chance.” “Stop, please.” He looks as if he’s in so much pain and I worry that this may be a trigger for him similar to how touching is for me. “I’m sorry, I thought you’d be happy. I never meant to bring up anything to cause you such pain, Cameron.” I walk away and sit on the couch, putting my hands in my lap. Within a few seconds, he’s sitting next to me. I see him go to reach his hand to touch my leg, but he stops himself. “Fate, it isn’t a bad memory. You have no idea what it means that you put yourself through that shit to read my words. Then to hear you say them to me and not just reading them but using them as a direction for your life, well, that just breaks me. I will never push, but I want to comfort you and I just don’t know how.”
 Gracie Wilson Look for her in the trees enjoying nature’s wonders, traveling to see the latest animal conservations, or at aquariums all around the world. This girl loves nature and all animals. She has many pets and is always adding new editions. The more the merrier in her mind. Sitting under the shade reading a book, letting the world around her pass by, while she is safe in her bubble of imagination. Well that is where she’d love to stay. She is a softball player, can be talked into the occasional Karaoke and loves going out to dance. She is a first generation Canadian living in Ontario. Her family is from Scotland, so finding her in the hot sun for very long is unlikely, but give her rain and thunderstorms and she’s golden.
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Wednesday, March 11, 2015

Spotlight: Revelations (When Separate Worlds Collide1) by Izzibella Beau



 What happens when two totally different people from two separate worlds collide? This is the story of Zach and Emily, their family, their friends, and what happens when the truth finally becomes known and love might not be able to save them. Welcome to West Lakes, a place where your friends and family may not be who they seem. This is a world where it’s not the dark you should be afraid of, but what could be waiting for you inside that darkness – that’s what should terrify you the most.

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The leaves started to create their own spiraling tornado as the wolf came up beside her. It lay in the grass with its head on its front paws. It was the shiniest of black and the grayness of its eyes were of complete contrast with the rest of its coloring. Madison no longer felt terrified as the wolf looked at her with recognition. It was as if she knew this wolf from somewhere, even though she’d never met a wolf in these parts before. “Thank you to the wind I have called. Now it is time for you to be released and return again another day. Blessed be and be on your way.” Madison recited the rite to have the wind stop and return to the normalcy that it once was. Jacob was astonished of what Madison had just done and also for the fact that she didn’t run off screaming because of the big bad wolf coming up to her. His wolf lay beside her and Jacob felt the wolf’s content as he was with his supposed mate. He could hear her heartbeat and the rhythm showed no hints of anxiety from him being so close. Madison said some other words and the flames on the candles went out without her having to do much more. Madison looked over at the wolf lying beside her. He was much larger than she was expecting when he had first come up to her. She was seated in an upright position and even lying down the wolf’s back was level with her head. There had never been any sighting or news talk about this type of creature spotted in the West Lakes area. She knew that a normal girl her age would run away screaming, but she felt more relaxed with him near than she had felt in years. Madison wanted to run her fingers through the thick silkiness of his fur. She slowly lifted her hand so she wouldn’t startle him with any movement that she did. His big gray eyes looked right into hers and she knew he wouldn’t do anything to harm her if she touched him. The fur around his neck felt like finest of cashmere. It was so silky and smooth, she just wanted to keep running her fingers through it all day.
The wolf was in total utter bliss. His mate was showing all the signs of contentment of him being near. Jacob started to feel a little scared at this whole scenario. This wasn’t supposed to be happening, at least not with her. He had to get himself out of this situation before his wolf decided to never leave. “Well, I have to get going,” Madison spoke to the wolf as if he understood what she had said. He looked at her with kindness written in his eyes. She stroked the fur around his neck one last time. She honestly didn’t know if she’d ever see this beautiful creature again, but something deep within her told her this wasn’t their first or last meeting. She stood, as did the wolf. They were almost eye level when standing. ‘Noooooooo,’ Jacob screamed out at his wolf as he knew what he was going to do. The wolf stepped closer to Madison and in one swift movement licked her from the base of her neck, along her cheek, and up to her temple of the side of her head. In human form that would have been considered a full blown out kiss, but in wolf terms it meant he had just marked her as being his own. Every ‘were’ out there would be able to smell his scent on her. Finally, Jacob gained some control and forced his wolf to turn away. He ran back toward the tree line from which he had entered. He turned around once he knew she could no longer see him. She was staring off in the direction he’d gone with her hand in the air like she was saying goodbye.
 Izzibella Beau is an author with Beau Coup LLC. She resides on a small farm with her husband and 31 children; 3 biological and 28 canine. Ms. Beau has a master degree in Criminal Justice and many graduate hours in the disciplines of social service and education. Ms. Beau is an advocate of animal rights and supports many rescue groups and causes.

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Tuesday, March 10, 2015

Check it out: My Taboo Bodyguard by Sasha Marcos

There’s not another man on the planet I’d rather have guarding my body…

When my regular security service blackballs me because I’ve chased off one too many of their wimpy bodyguards, I’m in a major bind. I’m a celebrity, after all. I can’t leave the house without solid protection.

Then my mom has what she thinks is a brilliant idea. She knows someone whos dependable, qualified, and willing to work right away. Too bad he happens to be the last person I want to spend any time with— let alone all day, every day. My stepbrother, Nick.

I haven’t seen him since he left for boot camp and I left for LA, back when were both teenagers. And we didn’t part on good terms. In fact, we haven’t spoken in years. But no one knows the real reason why.

It all started with a forbidden kiss that I’ve never gotten over. Now that we’re adults, who knows where it could lead…


Thursday, March 5, 2015

Spotlight: To Love A Dragon by Jami Brumfield

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 Homicide Detective Charity Holiday comes across some interesting characters when she works on a murder case of a stripper. One of those characters happens to be her mate. Malick Pendragon isn’t thrilled when his mate, who happens to be a witch, walks into his life. The timing is completely wrong. What he doesn’t expect is her life to be threatened or that he’d have to save her or risk dying himself.
She took a long swig of her beer, sighed heavily and headed to their table. Without permission she sat down and smiled at the men. Others in the room took notice and started to gravitate their direction in slow moves, nothing blatant butdefinitely movements that a cop was trained to detect. Something about the man with striking green eyes and wavy black hair put her at ease despite the feeling of being closed in on, but that didn’t mean her actions weren’t perilous. “Hello, boys.” An awkward silence fell over them, and Charity wished she’d brought backup for the second time in five minutes. She placed her badge on the table but left her gun in the holster. Her actions did little to reduce the tension. “I’m detective Charity Holiday and I have a few questions for you.” The boys offered up varying degrees of laughter and chuckles. Charity wasn’t amused and kept her face stoic. “I don’t think murder is a laughing matter.” The gorgeous man with green eyes grinned and leaned closer to her, his breath tickling her neck and sending shivers down her spine. “It’s not why you’re here that made us laugh, it’s the way you brazenly approached us, witch.” There was menace in his tone, warning in his eyes, and underneath it all was a sexual undertone she found hard to ignore. It was unsettling that he recognized her as a witch. Very few people knew her secret. Inside she was doubting her daring move. Outside she simply shrugged. Never show fear. “No one is above the law.” “The Triad is,” the burly sandy haired man stated, looking down his nose at her. She stared back. “No. One.” Her mind searched for an explanation of who the Triad was. It was familiar but nothing sparked. The sandy haired man growled and Charity leaned back, practically falling into the green eyed devil behind her. “Settle down, Luka,” green eyes warned. A growl rumbled in his chest and she felt it on her back, which sent chills of...desire up her spine. “I’m going to get us another round, Malick.” The Native American man grinned as he stood up. “Thank you, Tobias.” Malick wrapped his arm around Charity’s shoulder possessively. “The cop is under my protection, understood?” All of them nodded in turn. “Are you sure you want to do that, Malick?” Razor asked. “She’s a witch,” he turned his nose up, “I can smell her from here.” Malick stared at Charity for a moment. He lowered his head to her neck and sniffed. Sniffed! It repulsed and aroused her at the same time. “Without a doubt.”

Jami M Brumfield has a passion for the paranormal, supernatural, and mythological worlds for most of her life. She believes there is a kernel of truth in every story and loves playing detective to discover what that hidden truth is. She has written most of her life. She started with poems and short stories, then graduated to journalism working for online websites like It was only a natural progression that her love of writing and her passion for the unknown would combine. Lone Wolf Rising the first book of the Winters series is the product of that union. Book two in the Winters Saga is scheduled to be released in April of 2014. She is also working on a New Adult Paranormal Romance series and book one in this series will be released in the summer of 2014. By day Jami works with hypnotherapy and coaching clients and her nights she focuses on creating new urban fantasy and paranormal romantic thrill rides for your enjoyment.