tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4592617140104278302024-03-18T19:44:15.276-07:00Authors & Readers Book CornerInformative Network for Authors & ReadersTeresa Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11619051409167281339noreply@blogger.comBlogger502125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-459261714010427830.post-21643144496391510912013-08-04T20:26:00.002-07:002013-08-04T20:26:46.268-07:00We Have Moved! Please visit our new site at www.arbookcorner.wordpress.comTeresa Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11619051409167281339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-459261714010427830.post-12530321284050850692013-08-03T20:22:00.002-07:002013-08-03T20:22:17.648-07:00Book Giveaway!"Cleaning Off Your Bookshelf" Book Giveaway!<br />
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In honor of the August Book of the Month: Lost Daughters by Mary Monroe, the first 4 readers who answer the following two questions will receive a "Cleaning Off Your Bookshelf" gift bag.<br />
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Please answers in the comment section below along with your email address. Winners will be announced Sept 3, 2013.Teresa Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11619051409167281339noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-459261714010427830.post-65170687481449365162013-07-30T04:52:00.000-07:002013-07-30T04:52:55.912-07:00No Condemnation by Dr. Vivi Monroe Congress<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span style="font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">In No Condemnation by Dr. Vivi Monroe Congress readers are introduced to Trene Sloan, a salon business owner who happens to be in love with the wrong guy. Trene believes everything is going well in her life until she finds out her man, Chaz has been cheating and with one of the salon’s client. Chaz Thomas is an irresponsible womanizer who knows that Trene loves him and will forgive his flaws. Trene gets a wakeup call when a new man enters her life and shows her what real love is about.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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Teresa Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11619051409167281339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-459261714010427830.post-65158261346208698882013-07-29T04:55:00.000-07:002013-07-29T04:55:05.913-07:00Book Review: Inspired To Move Forward by Aleysha R. Proctor<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>Inspired To Move Forward</strong></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Inspired To Move Forward by Aleysha R. Proctor is about moving past the many obstacles we encounter in life. It is about pursuing your purpose of fulfillment and being able to consistently encourage yourself to do and be better. This 14-chaptered book provides information on building a relationship with God and having faith that he can help you through anything. Where there is a will there is a way but you have to believe that it can be done. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>Tyora Moody</strong></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>Publication Date: June 4, 2013</strong></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Deep Fried Trouble proves holding grudges ruins relationships that you might not get a chance to repair. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>This was an entertaining murder mystery that kept my attention until the end. The twist and turns were unsuspected with a shocking ending. The plot was consistent and characters were well-developed. I cannot wait to see what Eugeena Patterson will get into next. I recommend Deep Fried Trouble to others.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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</span>Teresa Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11619051409167281339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-459261714010427830.post-18353915483832797982013-07-26T04:06:00.001-07:002013-07-26T04:06:41.454-07:00Deep Fried Trouble Book Tour with Tyora Moody<br />
<strong><span style="font-size: large;">About the Author </span></strong><br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXqXiIMqt6jfjRLT4b6qhnauGXB41BBtbWdVMsJWEOddfY6W4xWYP7hNKH0w-PNLVBFr5AZMpcgp-di-jWc8YVNZ5uo537pfkSknajhCqzNjHiqDp472NXRSjsTrval5Gh-yGrHIBsVNuU/s1600/Tyora+Moody.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img bba="true" border="0" height="218" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXqXiIMqt6jfjRLT4b6qhnauGXB41BBtbWdVMsJWEOddfY6W4xWYP7hNKH0w-PNLVBFr5AZMpcgp-di-jWc8YVNZ5uo537pfkSknajhCqzNjHiqDp472NXRSjsTrval5Gh-yGrHIBsVNuU/s320/Tyora+Moody.jpg" width="320" /></a><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Tyora Moody is an author and entrepreneur. Her debut novel, When Rain Falls, was released March 2012 (Urban Christian). This is the first book in the Victory Gospel series. The second book in the Victory Gospel Series, When Memories Fade, was released in April 2013 (Urban Christian).<br /><br />Deep Fried Trouble, the first book in the Eugeena Patterson Mystery series will be released June 2013. Tyora has coined her books as Soul-Searching Suspense. She is a member of Sisters in Crime and American Christian Fiction Writers. She served as a judge for the Christy Awards for three years.<br /><br />She owns and operates TywebbinCreations.com, a design and marketing company. For over twelve years, she has worked with authors, small business owners and non-profit organizations to develop their online presence. For free tips, how-to guides and e-courses, visit DIYwithTy.com.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">When Tyora isn’t working for a client or doing something literary, she enjoys spending time with family, catching a movie on the big screen, traveling and when the mood hits her, baking cookies. Visit the author online at TyoraMoody.com.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia;">Widowed and officially retired, EUGEENA PATTERSON throws herself into organizing the neighborhood association. This presents a great opportunity to re-connect with old friends and get to know new neighbors like recently widowed Amos Jones, that is until Eugeena stumbles upon her estranged neighbor’s dead body. Eugeena’s daughter is fingered as a prime suspect, but where is she? <br /><br />Determined to find her missing daughter, Eugeena and Amos sort through a list of neighbors with shady or unknown backgrounds. The more she searches, the more Eugeena becomes unsure about this neighborhood association idea. Someone closer than Eugeena thinks, wants to keep it that way.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>For More Information </strong>Visit the author online at:</span><a href="http://www.tyoramoody.com/"><span style="color: #c27ba0; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">www.TyoraMoody.com</span></a><span style="color: #c27ba0; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"> </span><br />
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<span style="color: #c27ba0;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">Lawrence Miquelon is actually first and foremost a registered nurse. He has a wife and grown children, and has been working in the Intensive Care Unit with children for about twenty years. He grew up in the presence of a number of ministries, and continues to participate in missions together with his family and friends. He was raised in Southern California and enjoys nature and long distance barefoot running. Having been raised his entire life in the church, he saw the shortcomings in his life and others that are all too common. Something personal, deeply spiritual and simple happened in himself and his family. He felt compelled to write a book that illustrates a level of intimate spirituality that seems almost too good to be true and is occurring to ordinary people today. He explains, "It's as though I have stumbled upon a hidden treasure of which only a small percentage of believers are aware. The book I've written is a portal into that treasure."</span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="color: white;">In Romance Eternelle by Lawrence D. Miquelon readers are introduced to Danielle, a young woman planning to get married. Danielle finds out that are fiancée cheated and she calls off the wedding. Danielle turns to her sister for comfort to mend her broken heart. Her sister makes a suggestion for her to speak with their uncle. Danielle goes to dinner with her uncle who happens to be a Monk. Danielle’s uncle tells her a story about a prostitute and a priest that changes everything that she believes to be true.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">When Eve Marryat's father is laid off from the Ford Motor Company in 1931, he is forced to support his family by leaving St. Paul, Minnesota, and moving back to his Ohio roots. Eve's uncle Cyrus has invited the family to live and work at his Marryat Island Ballroom and Lodge. <br /><br />St. Paul seemed like a haven for gangsters, and Eve had grown fearful of living there. At seventeen, she considers her family to be "good people." They aren't lawbreakers and criminals like so many people in her old neighborhood. Thrilled to be moving to a "safe haven," Eve is blissfully unaware that her uncle's lodge is a transfer station for illegal liquor smuggled from Canada. <br /><br />Eve settles in to work and makes new friends, including an enigmatic but affecting young man. But when the reality of her situation finally becomes clear, Eve is faced with a dilemma. How can she ignore what is happening right under their very noses? Yet can she risk everything by condemning the man whose love and generosity is keeping her and her family from ruin?</span></div>
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<span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1374753083859_2105"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">This is no coincidence; these and other statistics describing our personal and professional lives demonstrate a strong correlation between failures in one leading to failure in the other.<u></u><u></u></span></span></div>
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<span><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">In 1986, William Matthies founded what was to become the largest independent market research and database marketing company in the consumer electronics and high-tech industries. By the time he sold it in 1997, The Verity group employed more than four hundred people at its California and Costa Rica offices. Prior to that, Bill cofounded Barcus Berry Electronics Inc., a venture capital backed start-up with a proprietary audio technology called BBE, which was licensed for use in audio, video, computing, and telecommunication products. From 1977 to 1983, he wore several hats at Pioneer Electronics (USA) Inc., including director of market research, director of sales planning, national sales manager special markets, vice president of marketing, and, ultimately, senior vice president of marketing and product development. Today, Bill serves on corporate advisory boards, is a contributor to TWICE (the CE industry’s major trade publication), and lectures frequently at industry events around the world on customer relations, strategic planning, and change management.</span></span></div>
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<span><span style="font-family: Georgia;">Visit his website at: <a href="http://www.coyoteinsight.com/"><span style="color: #c27ba0;">www.</span></a></span></span><span style="color: #c27ba0;">coyoteinsight.com</span></div>
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Teresa Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11619051409167281339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-459261714010427830.post-37110356264850388112013-07-25T04:55:00.000-07:002013-07-25T04:55:53.197-07:00Book Review: Minus One by Norwood Holland<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span style="font-family: 'Georgia','serif';">In Minus One by Norwood Holland readers are introduced to Drew Smith, a hotel employee who attends school to become a lawyer. Drew becomes friends with Medhat and Julio. These two men become a thorn in Drew’s side from borrowing his clothes, to trashing his apartment and taking his car. So, why is Drew friends with these two fellow employees? <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Georgia','serif';">Minus One is a murder mystery about three friends trying to stay out of trouble but can’t help but find it. The author does a wonderful job with description and character development that will capture the reader’s attention. This book was entertaining, suspenseful and I appreciated the knowledge of law. However, I was confused at times due to the changes in point-of-view. I look forward to read more of this authors work. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I recommend Minus One to others.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Teresa Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11619051409167281339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-459261714010427830.post-80000070526829781362013-07-24T04:56:00.000-07:002013-07-24T04:56:19.799-07:00Book Review: Imagined Love by Diamond Drake<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span style="font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"></span><span style="font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">Imagined Love by Diamond Drake is about a young girl trying to not follow in her mother’s footsteps. Willa is married to Miles and they have a daughter named Jade. Willa has learned that their home life is not suitable and decides to leave her husband. When she goes to her daughter’s school to pick her up Willa meets and becomes friends with Cicely. Cicely can relate to Willa’s struggles because she has been through a similar situation. While Willa and Cicely build their friendship so does their daughters. After while Willa decides to give her husband another chance until she finds out he has been keeping a secret that will change their lives forever.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;">In this third installment of the Brianna Morris series, The Wild Life by Stacy-Deanne readers are re-introduced to Brianna Morris, a hard headed detective that can’t let anything go and loves danger. Brianna gets in over her head when she goes looking for reasons why she was attacked in her home. The clues lead Brianna to her father who happens to be involved with some questionable individuals. Brianna wants to help her father by going undercover and soon realizes that she has bitten off more than she can chew. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Teresa Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11619051409167281339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-459261714010427830.post-72207131527359653322013-07-23T05:26:00.000-07:002013-07-23T05:26:27.250-07:00Midshipman Henry Gallant in Space Book Blast<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">ABOUT MIDSHIPMAN HENRY GALLANT IN SPACE</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">As the last star fighter in squadron 111, Midshipman Henry Gallant is on his way from Jupiter to Mars. With the United Planets’ fleet on the verge of annihilation, he can expect no help as he passes through the asteroid belt and threatening aliens. With so much uncertainty about the aliens’ capabilities and intentions, analyzing the captured computer equipment in Gallant’s possession could prove crucial.</span><br />
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Teresa Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11619051409167281339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-459261714010427830.post-52540819937795856732013-07-22T04:56:00.000-07:002013-07-23T05:25:55.129-07:00Interview with Charmaine Galloway <span style="color: black; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman';"></span><br />
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<span class="text-class-3"><span style="color: white;">Charmaine has a Bachelor of Arts in Family Life Education and an Associate Degree in Early Childhood Education. <span class="text-class-3">Charmaine, being the wearer of many proverbial ‘hats’, is an independent self-publisher and the founder of Charming Gal Publications. She is the CEO and jewelry designer for <a class="userlink" href="http://www.foreverdivasfashionablejewelry.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color: #c27ba0;">Forever Divas Fashionable Jewelry</span></a>, her online j</span><span class="text-class-3">ewelry boutique and a Pre-Kindergarten Teacher.</span></span></span></div>
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<span class="text-class-3"><span class="text-class-3"><span class="text-class-3"><span style="color: white;">Charmaine is currently working on new projects so keep a look out for her upcoming releases.</span></span></span></span></div>
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<b><span style="color: black; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman';">A&RBC: Thank you so much for this interview, Charmaine! Can you tell us where you are from? <a href="http://www.blogger.com/null" name="_GoBack"></a><o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="color: black; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman';">A&RBC: How did you come up with your title?</span></b><span style="color: black; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><span style="color: black; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman';">A&RBC: They say you can judge a book by its cover. Can you tell us a little about your cover and who designed it?</span></b><span style="color: black; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><span style="color: black; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman';"> </span></b><span style="color: black; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman';">The book cover was designed my Author Age Lavelle he is from my home town. I fall in love with this cover the first time he showed it to me. It really represents my characters in the book; black, beautiful and sexy women who lives are not perfect and they are keeping secrets from each other.</span><span style="color: black; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><span style="color: black; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman';">A&RBC: Can you tell us something about your book that would make me run out and buy it?<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="color: black; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman';">A&RBC: Are there any messages in this book that you want the reader to know about?<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="color: black; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman';">A&RBC: What was your most favorite chapter to write and why?</span></b><span style="color: black; font-family: 'Georgia','serif'; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Girlfriends. Secrets. A novel.</div>
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Alisha, Brittany and Tyra have been best friends since high school, sharing everything from clothes to their most intimate thoughts. But when the secrets they all kept pulled them farther and farther apart, the friendship that once meant so much to them took a backseat to pain, anguish and betrayal of the worst kind. </div>
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Tyra Bell is a single mother, who has had her share of heartbreaks and disappointments from the pathetic men in her past relationships. While becoming accustomed to her walk as a Christian, Tyra’s faith is shaken to its core when she receives devastating news. </div>
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Brittany Parker is the epitome of a “kept” woman. This self-centered house wife of a successful medical doctor lives her life under the premise that life (hers at least) is too perfect to have a care in the world. That is until she runs across someone who shatters the life she once thought to be so perfect.</div>
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Alisha Wright is a struggling mother of two. She would go to any measure to stay in a relationship with her son’s father which results in putting both her and her children in harm’s way.</div>
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These three women are each on a dangerous path that promises to destroy life as they know it and ultimately take each one of them out in the process. </div>
</span></span>Teresa Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11619051409167281339noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-459261714010427830.post-15003872498654815142013-07-19T05:15:00.000-07:002013-07-19T05:15:07.718-07:00Aqua Blue Book Tour with Marian Thomas<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong>About The Book</strong></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">H</b>aley wishes her parents would forget her. Her mother wants to control</span><a href="http://www.blogger.com/null" name="_GoBack"></a><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"> her, her father constantly beats on her and Haley, however, just wants to dance on Broadway. Will her dreams cost her more than she ever expected.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">J</b>onathan Jacob Benjamin is running from a memory of a mother he loved. His journey will thrust him into a world filled with secrets so shocking, he will have to determine if he will forgive or walk away.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">As they each step foot into the intoxicating city of New York, their dreams are standing before </span><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">them with open arms. Yet, in order to embrace the possibilities, they must first learn to live, love </span><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">and breathe.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Author Marian L. Thomas, is no stranger to the world of fiction. With three dramatic and engaging books to her credit, this award-winning author continues to weave colorful stories of emotion and realism, that crosses all boundaries and finds a home in the heart of female readers. This has become her trademark.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1374234885484_4219">S.L. Morgan was born and raised in </span><span>California</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1374234885484_4218">. After 29 years of living in the </span><span>Sierra Nevada</span><span> </span><span>Mountains</span><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1374234885484_4234"> there, she and her husband began their journeys of moving throughout the </span><span>United States</span><span>. She currently lives in </span><span>Texas</span></span><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1374234885484_4217"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">, where she and her husband are raising their three children.</span></span></div>
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<span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1374234885484_4210"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">In October of 2011, S.L. Morgan became inspired to write her new novel series, Ancient Guardians. With her passion and love for Jane Austen and other classic romance novels, she was motivated to write a novel series of her own.<b id="yui_3_7_2_1_1374234885484_4215"> <i id="yui_3_7_2_1_1374234885484_4214"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Ancient-Guardians-Legacy-Guardian-Book/dp/0615736742/ref=la_B00ARXKAL4_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1358357978&sr=1-1" id="yui_3_7_2_1_1374234885484_4213" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"><span style="color: #c27ba0;">The Legacy of the Key</span></a></i></b> is the first book in her novel series, taking readers not only into a new magical dimension—but giving them a feeling that they have been transported back in time—into England’s seventeenth century. <br />With her second novel in this series nearing its release date in late summer 2013, S.L. Morgan is currently writing in the third novel of the Ancient Guardians series, and is excited to bring her readers on more adventures and journeys with these characters.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1374234885484_4269" style="font-weight: normal;">Levi hustled Reece into the front seat, and got in the back seat, behind his cousin. Instantly, the car was in gear, and they were moving. The car went from a dead stop, to what seemed to be the speed of light; yet, it felt like they weren’t moving at all. The trees they were passing, a complete blur in her vision, were the only thing that gave relevance to the fact that they were moving. None of it made sense. <em><span>Is this even a car?</span></em> She looked at the driver, wondering how he was managing to keep the car on the road. He didn’t slow the car once, not even to take a sharp turn.<br /><br />The driver looked over at Reece, his eyes were piercing in their light silver-blue color. “I’m </span><span style="font-weight: normal;">Harrison</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1374234885484_4278" style="font-weight: normal;">, by the way. Relax, Miss Bryant—I drive rather well.” He looked out at the snow; it had gone from a light flakes to heavy clumps hitting the car. “Sorry we had to interrupt your lovely morning in the park.”<br /><br />Reece nodded. </span><span style="font-weight: normal;">Harrison</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1374234885484_4279" style="font-weight: normal;"> was as superbly dressed as Levi. She questioned who these men <br />really were. “Do you guys work for the government or something?”</span><span style="font-weight: normal;">Harrison</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1374234885484_4275" style="font-weight: normal;"> glanced over at her and subtly grinned. “I suppose you could say that, <br />yes.”<br /><br />She looked back at Levi; he was intently focused on a transparent object in his hand. “Where are we going?”<br /><br />Levi didn’t answer. Instead, </span><span style="font-weight: normal;">Harrison</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1374234885484_4274" style="font-weight: normal;"> responded. “We’re taking you to a safer place, Reece. I’m sure my cousin hasn’t explained much. Unfortunately, explanations take time. I can give you the lighter version of facts; however, I need you to promise you will not do anything crazy, like jump out of our car.”<br /><br />Reece looked at him quizzically. Her anxiety soared, but she hoped her expression didn’t show it. “I won’t be jumping out of any cars; I understand basic physics, thanks.”<br /><br />He chuckled. “We’ll see about that!” They were leaving the city and going into the more rural areas. “Tell me something, Reece; have you ever considered the existence of other worlds, apart from your own?”<br /><br />Reece swallowed hard. “You mean, like Mars? Not really, why?”<br /><br />“The man in your room—you thought he was a ghost, correct? Or possibly a bad dream?”<br /><br />“I’ll admit, I’ve considered both options.”<br /><br />He chuckled and glanced at her with a mischievous grin on his face. “Reece, he was neither. He was not of your world.”<br /><br />Reece stared at him in shock.<br /><br />“Maybe a little too much information?” He smiled sympathetically. “You should relax. Where you are going will be much more welcoming than where you were about to be taken.." He looked into the rear view mirror. “Levi, we’re almost to the vortex. Make sure Javian has sent for Areion and Saracen. We should get Reece to Pasidian quickly.”<br /><br /><em><span>Did he just speak in a different language?</span></em> Reece rubbed her forehead disbelievingly. The car grew silent, except for the low purr of the engine. The road they were traveling on was long, <br />winding, and very narrow. Considering the high speed they were driving, combined with the sharp turns, Reece expected to have her body weight thrown all over the inside of the car; yet, gravity had no effect on her. Even so, she started to feel sick to her stomach. She didn’t really trust the two men, but she’d burned her bridges. She decided to stop asking questions. The answers she was receiving were more than she could cope with right now.<br /><br />The road curved around a hill, and as she watched, the car left the road effortlessly, heading straight for the hillside. It appeared as if they would crash directly into it. Reece took a <br />quick breath, and was blinded by a bright flash of light.<br /><br />The paved road they traveled on now was shiny black, and lined with trees unlike any Reece had ever seen. Their trunks were white, with vivid red leaves beaming on their incandescent white branches. She looked deep into the dense forest of these peculiar trees and noticed that they appeared to be glowing in the darkness. The bright, lime green grass that carpeted the grounds of the forest, took on a glowing quality as well. It was strange; it was as though the radiant grass and <br />leaves illuminated on their own, in total darkness.<br /><br />It appeared as if everything was glowing in color. A drop of water on the windshield sparkled like <br />crystal. The sky had a sapphire quality to it. She felt as if her vision had changed entirely. What is this place? All she saw was the illumination of the nature all about her, and none of it seemed real. Wherever they were now, the skies were vivid, bright and sunny; a far cry from the snowy streets of </span><span style="font-weight: normal;">Philadelphia</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">.<br /><br />She looked at </span><span style="font-weight: normal;">Harrison</span><span style="font-weight: normal;">, then back at Levi, to see if their appearances had also changed. Nothing was unusual about the two men. She held her hand up and examined her skin. </span><span style="font-weight: normal;">Normal</span><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1374234885484_4280" style="font-weight: normal;">. It was very odd; it was only the nature around them that had shown this interesting radiance. When she turned her attention back to the road, she saw a large, shimmering gate ahead. It was fashioned with beautiful patterns, circling throughout. She could see that there was no longer a road on the other side of it, and they would most likely have to stop. She wondered how they would manage to bring the car through, or if they would? As soon as she questioned the thought, </span><span style="font-weight: normal;">Harrison</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> turned the car into a dark area, which seemed to be a cave or something of that nature. As he parked <br />the car, she noticed that the area they were parked in was filled with sleek black motorcycles, and other cars like the one she was in.<br /><br />When the car shut off at </span><span style="font-weight: normal;">Harrison</span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1374234885484_4281" style="font-weight: normal;">’s vocalized command, Reece reached over to his arm to stop him from stepping out of the vehicle.<em><span>Time for answers.</span></em><br /><br />He looked back at her with concern. “Reece, we’re almost to our destination. I know a million questions are probably swirling around in your head, but you need to try to be <br />patient.”<br /><br />“Fine,” She took a deep breath. “But before we go any farther, I really need to know who you guys are. You should understand my apprehension about going any farther with you two. We should have crashed into that mountain a moment ago, and now I’m seeing trees and grass that seem to sparkle and glow. I’m sure you both know that I was well aware of what happened that day on the <br />airplane, too. I know you both had something to do with it. I want answers before I concede to go anywhere else with you.”<br /></span><span style="font-weight: normal;">Harrison</span><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1374234885484_4287" style="font-weight: normal;"> sighed. “Levi and I are from another dimension known as Pemdas. For many years, our people have protected those on Earth, and many other dimensions as well.”</span></span></h4>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">He oozed off the sofa, leaving a deep indentation in the cushions. He towered over her and the wine on his breath nearly gagged her. “Everyone has a price.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">She wouldn’t let him intimidate her. “I’ll never sell.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">His sudden grip on her arm startled her. Leaning close, he whispered, “Everyone has a price. The bank will be all too happy to hand the estate over to me. But maybe we can come to a certain agreement.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">The lecherous glint in his eye told Caroline the type of agreement he had in mind. She yanked her arm from his sweaty grasp then retreated to the far side of her enormous oak desk. When he didn’t follow, a trickle of relief slid down the back of her neck. “So you’re the one pressuring the bank?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">“Pressuring?” He laughed. “They just want to get paid. Money is money.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">“You won’t get this estate.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">“I always get what I want. It’s really only a matter of time.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">“Not this time!”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">He pulled an envelope from his tuxedo pocket and dropped it onto the desk. “Let me know if you’re interested in my <i>friendly </i>offer.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Before she had a chance to say anything, he sauntered out of the room. She crumbled the envelope into a ball then hurled it into the fireplace. The contents didn’t matter. She could never sell the legacy her mother left when she died.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">The gilded walls of the study seemed to close in on her. No one could know about the threat. If even a hint of financial strain twisted in the rumor mill, people would stop bringing their ponygirls to her world-class training facility. She’d lose the last thing her mother gave her before she died, Sheridan Estate.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">A log cracked and sparks exploded amongst the flames. Her ponygirl Tiffany Rose was her only hope. If she didn’t win the final race, she would lose everything.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Footsteps shushed on the carpet behind her. Caroline jumped as a deep male voice whispered into her ear.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">“Canapé?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">She spun to face Edward Hastings. The son of the man who’d just threatened her stood before her, grinning.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">“What are you doing up here?” The last thing she needed was taunting by her arch-rival. Through the pony circuit they’d know each other for years, but his silly jabs still annoyed her.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">“I came to escort you to the ball.” He leaned his hip against the sofa and hooked his thumb into the waistband of his slacks.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Ignoring the way the fabric hung from his hips, she grabbed the precariously balanced tray from his free hand and set it on the desk. The last thing she needed was to be distracted by his delectable body. An occasional fantasy was manageable, but she’d never act on her desire.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">“I don’t need an escort.” Caroline’s gaze strayed to the contours of his broad shoulders. A thousand hooves galloped across her heart. The week’s festivities hadn’t officially stated and he’d already ruined her plan to ignore him. And even worse, she’d suddenly forgotten how to breathe.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">The corners of his bottomless amber eyes crinkled, a slow smile formed on his sensuous mouth. “You remembered.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">“Remembered what?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">His gaze caressed her body traveling from her eyes, to her lips, to the deep V of her neckline. “Burgundy is my favorite color on you.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">She willed her face to remain passive. “Oh? I had no idea.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">“Denying it makes things more fun, doesn’t it?” He grinned.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Clenching her fist, she fought the urge to slap him. He needed to learn that women were more than just playmates for spoiled rich brats. An assumption he’d clearly learned from his father.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">“I have to see to my other guests.” She turned to walk away but his strong warm hand clasped her elbow.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">“You know,” he leaned closer to her, “I’ve been looking forward to beating you in the race for, what is it now, the third year in a row? You could say I’ve been chomping at the bit.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">She rolled her eyes and yanked her arm out of his grasp. “When you see Tiffany Rose race, you’ll realize you have no chance.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">“Really?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">“She’s the fastest pony I’ve ever trained.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">“Care to make a little wager on the side?” His eyes seemed to hypnotize her. Maybe that’s how he lured so many women into bed.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">“You know the rules, we can’t bet on the races.” She stole a quick glance at his chiseled forearms then averted her eyes.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">“It doesn’t have to be money.” The sparkle in his eye implied he wanted something money couldn’t buy.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Caroline swallowed. “What exactly did you have in mind?” The second the words became airborne, she regretted them. Too late to pull them back. The race was too important to let anyone, especially him, cause such a disruption. It wouldn’t help the situation. The bottom line: If her ponies didn’t win, all remaining connection to her family would be lost.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">“Well, I think…” His gaze drifted to the door where her maid stood.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">“You may enter,” Caroline said.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">She sauntered into the room. “Excuse me Lady Caroline, the first guests are arriving.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">“Please show them to the ballroom.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">“As you wish.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">The maid’s curvy hips gave an exaggerated sway as she left the room. Choosing the younger woman for the dressage competition would ensure a victory. The $100,000 First place prize would help, but she really needed to win the final race if she was going to pay off her debt and continue to preside over Sheridan Estate.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Nothing could be done about it now. Guests were arriving.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">“I have to attend to a few matters before I go downstairs.” She waved her hand toward the door but he grasped it mid-air.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Brushing his lips across her knuckles, he whispered, “I look forward to a dance.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">A shiver of pleasure slid like sweat between her breasts. The look in his eyes left her speechless. She quickly turned away from him to hide her face.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">The soft click of the door closing signaled his departure. She smoothed her palms against the satin on the bodice of her gown. She needed to collect herself and stop acting like a schoolgirl in heat.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Caroline took a deep breath and closed her eyes. She visualized a brook meandering through a valley then released a pent-up breath. Picturing herself in a serene place always helped to calm her. The tension headache threatening to ruin her night eased into a dull ache. She willed the muscles around her mouth to transform from a scowl into a smile. A mask of happiness fell into place. She’d spent years hiding her true emotions and today wasn’t any different.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">As she strolled the length of the east wing, the edge of her gown lapped at her ankles. She half expected to find Edward waiting as she rounded the final curve of the hallway. No one stood near the winding staircase.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">She dismissed the flutter in her chest as nerves, not disappointment. From the top of the stairs, she looked down at the crowd gathered in the foyer. She waited until her newly arrived guests tilted their faces to look up.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Edward watched from the crowd below as she raised her slender arms. Her stance reminded him of the fountain of Athena in Austria.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Caroline carried herself like a goddess as she addressed the crowd. “Ladies and gentlemen.” Her voice cast a silken spell over the guest who fell silent. “Welcome to Sheridan Estate.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">The crowd responded with enthusiastic applause. She surveyed the room and smiled while slowly descending the staircase. He took a sip of his martini and watched as a group of women adorned in glittering dresses flocked to her. Maneuvering through the crowd, he got within earshot of her conversation. With his back to her, he turned slightly to catch her reflection in the French doors.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">One of the men stepped forward to greet her. “Lady Caroline.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">“Senator Garvin, it’s so nice to have you here,” she said.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">The senator grasped her hand and brushed his lips across it. “The pleasure is all yours, of course.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">“Of course.” Her silvery laughter echoed through the room as he released her hand.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Edward skewered an olive and jammed it into his mouth. She flirted with everyone but him. This year, no matter what it took, he would charm her into his bed.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">“Edward Hastings.” The smooth southern drawl tickled his ears as he turned to face a sultry blonde in a tight black dress. She looked vaguely familiar but he couldn’t place her.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">She tapped her long red nails against her whiskey glass. “You never called.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Where did he last see her? Think. “Darling, I’ve been so busy. I just got in from Switzerland two nights ago.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Sliding closer, she rested her hand on his shoulder. Her breast pressed against his arm and a subtle musky perfume enveloped him.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">She whispered, “You might be able to convince me to meet you on the beach again. But bring a towel this time. You don’t want to scrape your back against the rocks again.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">He instantly remembered the moaning vixen. The scars from that night were still fading and it had been over a year. He smiled. “Slamming me against them left quite the impression.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">“I’m sure it did.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Over her shoulder he caught a glimpse of Caroline. Would she be a moaner or silent? His eyes caught hers and they gazed at each other over their conversational partners.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">“What time should I meet you?” The vixen leaned into him, her hand trailing across his chest.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Caroline frowned and turned her attention back to the senator. Terrible timing, as usual. He tore his eyes from the tight curve of her hip and discretely adjusted his tux to hide his arousal.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">“Excuse me. I see the senator has arrived.” He flashed his most dazzling smile then brushed the woman aside.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">She sputtered behind him, “Later then?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">“Mmm,” he mumbled as he walked toward his intended prize.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">As he crossed the room, he stopped to grab two champagne flutes from a liveried waiter.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Shifting closer to the senator, Caroline gazed over his shoulder at the reflective glass in the French doors behind him. She spotted the reflection of the man staring at her and the smile faded from her face.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">She had to get away, fast. “Excuse me senator, allow me introduce you to Prince Franco. He just arrived.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">“Trying to get rid of me so soon?” he joked.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">She leaned in and whispered, “Franco just acquired Bareli Enterprises. The announcement will come Monday, but you might want to discuss the details of his intended merger with Denning Corp.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">The senator arched an eyebrow. “Merger? It seems that the prince and I do have something to discuss.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Attempting to disguise her distress, Caroline played the proper hostess and steered him toward the prince. After introducing them, she turned to escape.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Blend in. She could blend into the party if she hid amongst the other guests in the ballroom. With over two hundred guests at the party, she could avoid him.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Caroline threw open the heavy mahogany doors to the ballroom and her eyes darted around the room. No sign of him. Excellent.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">The rhythmic beat of drums and the soulful singing of the sultry woman draped across the piano filled the ballroom with electric energy. Laughter carried through every corner of the enormous room.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">A sigh escaped her lips. She knew he would be here, so why was she nervous about seeing him? Caroline had spent the last five years ignoring him. Not an easy accomplishment. Their particular fetish du jour, sexy athletic women dressed like horses, ensured they’d see each other at almost every event. This week marked the 13<sup>th</sup> Annual International Ponygirl competition. Everyone who was anyone would be here.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">The sound of shattering glass smashed through the ballroom snapping her into the present. Conversations sputtered then roared back to life as the piano singer continued her song. The carnal hunger of the crowed swirled around her. Everyone’s eyes seemed misted with anticipation for the race.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Overwhelmed by the energy in the room, she threaded her way through the crowed to the safety of the kitchen where broken wine glasses littered the floor. The chef barked orders as the kitchen staff scurried to clear the mess.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">She leaned over to help pick up a shard from the floor. The glass bit into her hand. Dammit. Pain slashed across her fingers and blood dripped from the wound.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">The chef grabbed a clean dishrag and wrapped it around her hand. “Are you okay?” he asked.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">“I’ll live.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">“Let me call a doctor.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">“I’ll be fine,” she lied. She hadn’t been fine since Anton’s threat and she wouldn’t be fine again until she was sure she wouldn’t lose Sheridan Estate. Tears formed in her eyes but she blinked them away.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">The staff stared at her. She followed their attention downward to where droplets of red stained her dress. She needed to change.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">She turned to leave and Edward appeared out of nowhere. “There you are.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Great. He’d cause an even bigger scene if she didn’t get rid of him quickly. She brushed past him. “Excuse me.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">The chef stepped between them. “Sir, you can’t be in here.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">“It’s okay, I’m a doctor.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Aware the staff was listening, she lowered her voice. “You never finished med school.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">“It doesn’t take med school to slap on a bandage.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">She thrust her wrapped hand toward him. “Blood is dripping everywhere. Please get out of my way.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">She paused. Maybe he could be of some use after all. Avoiding Edward for the rest of the week would be pointless. Why was she trying so hard to avoid him anyway? It wasn’t like he was a serial killer. Men like him were always around the stable with their latest flavor of the week, so why did she get so rattled when he was around?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">“Sit here.” He pointed at her crushed blue velvet settee. Her hand throbbed as he unwrapped the kitchen towel. “The bleeding has slowed considerably but we need to wash it out to avoid infection.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Intoxicated by the subtle scent of his cologne, she inhaled deeper, pulling his essence into her lungs. Her eyes locked on his face as he shifted closer to her. Closing her eyes in anticipation, she could hear the sound of her breath mingling with his. His wine laced breath caressed her face.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Caroline turned to him. “It’s been a long night. I trust you remember how to get to your room?”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">As soon as he stepped into the hallway, she closed the door. She sagged against the wall as tremors rippled along her spine. The stress of being behind on mortgage payments coupled with the stress of organizing the competition killed the ability to think clearly. She’d fallen right into a trap like all of his other playthings.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Godfrey is young, wealthy and able-bodied. He has all the women you can imagine, and unbelievably deep pockets. But Godfrey wants more. His Great Greatness wants to rid the world of a menacing scourge, and restore what is truly superior to an elevated position. Why would anyone stop him? Who could possibly stop him?<u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Noted novelist and newspaper editor Edgar Watson Howe once said. “A man who can keep a secret may be wise but he is not half as wise as a man with no secrets to keep”</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #c27ba0;"><strong><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1373947838312_2615">Meg Barnes, a beloved actress for her role as TV detective Jinx Forgarty, has it all but thanks to her newlywed con-man husband, loses everything and ends up living on the streets of </span><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1373947838312_2621">Tinsel</span> <span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1373947838312_2622">Town</span><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1373947838312_2607"> in her Ritz-Volvo. This fun, light-hearted romance takes us into the Hollywood social swirl, but also delves into the gritty truth of what it is to be “homeless and hiding it” in one of the most glittering, fashionable cities in the world. It’s also a story of redemption with a “Thelma and Louise” twist as Meg, incorporating skills she learned as a TV detective, tracks down her fugitive husband and struggles to regain her reputation, career and friendships.</span></strong></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1373947838312_2653" style="background: white;">Excerpted from <i> Down and Out in </i></span><i id="yui_3_7_2_1_1373947838312_2660"><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1373947838312_2659" style="background: white;">Beverly</span></i><i><span style="background: white;"> Heels</span></i><span style="background: white;"> </span><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1373947838312_2609" style="background: white;">by Kathryn Leigh Scott, © Montlake Romance 2013</span></strong></span></div>
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<i id="yui_3_7_2_1_1373947838312_2651"><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1373947838312_2650"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Actress Meg Barnes, homeless and living in her car, hopes to spend the night in a safer place than parked at the curb of a local park for the night. She needs a good night’s sleep because she’s got a job guest-starring in a TV pilot.</span></span></i></div>
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<span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1373947838312_2631"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I park up the street in a <i>cul de sac</i> off the main road. Then, my overnight bag slung on my shoulder, I slip through a break in a boxwood hedge. In the shadow of a sycamore tree, I pause, listening to the sounds of the night. The lights are off in Marjorie Singleton’s house, my benefactor tucked in for the night. I don’t know Marjorie well, though whenever I voted, it was in Marjorie’s clean, spacious garage, her Bentley parked on the street to make way for a bank of polling booths on election day. I’m sure Marjorie, if she knew, would be only too happy to extend a neighborly welcome to me.</span></span></div>
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<span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1373947838312_2236"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">It’s Wednesday: Marjorie’s son, who lives in Encino, is home with his family and won’t stop by again until Friday afternoon, when he’ll bring her Chinese takeaway. I know the rituals; I’ve watched Jake Singleton come and go. This is a safe night, and all is quiet.</span></span></div>
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<span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1373947838312_2633"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I follow the flagstone walkway around the swimming pool, past the rose bed, and turn the knob on the side door to the garage. It’s unlocked, as usual. Inside, I slip quietly along the west wall to the workbench Marjorie’s long-dead husband built, and set down my carryall. I plug my laptop and cellphone into a wall outlet to top up, then move through the darkness to Marjorie’s Bentley. She rarely drives it anymore.</span></span></div>
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<span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1373947838312_2648"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I toss my sleeping bag into the back seat. Tonight I can pack in a good six hours and be gone before the gardeners arrive. On those nights when I’ve had to spend the night in my own car, I remain fully clothed, doors locked, windows open no more than a finger-tip wide. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1373947838312_2646">Usually I find a spot on the street around </span>Holmby Park<span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1373947838312_2664">, the gates to Aaron Spelling’s mansion within spitting distance. Should his ghostly presence be hovering above his former abode, I can imagine his bemusement seeing me camping out a stone’s throw from his old bedroom window. I still get residuals from his shows, blessed checks from repeats of mindless fluff that pay my car insurance and buy me another month at the health club. But those nights parked on the street, hiding under spread newspapers, even with the tinted windows, are the tough ones, the only time it really hits me that I’m homeless.</span></span></div>
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<span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1373947838312_2229"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">More accurately, I am without a home. I am not actually a Homeless Person. I always manage to have a roof over my head, even if it comes with four wheels and a dashboard. I’m not a bag lady, a bum. I’m not a thief, though I suppose I’ve stolen a few pennies’ worth of kilowatt juice from Marjorie. But the back seat of an old lady’s car is only temporary accommodation, not Home, Sweet Home. I awaken too often in the night, dozing more often than sleeping.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"> Moments later—or is it hours?—I’m fully awake and alert, every fiber of my being a listening device. What is it? What did I hear? My heart bangs in my ears as I strain to sort out the sounds. The irrigation system kicking in? A squirrel on the roof? </span></div>
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<span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1373947838312_2231"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Hearing footsteps falling softly on the flagstone walk, I slide free of my sleeping bag. Who’s coming for me? Who in hell knows I’m here? My fingers close around a small can of pepper spray. I don’t even know that the aerosol works. The container is old and I’ve never had occasion to test it.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1373947838312_2645"> … It’s my Margot Kidder nightmare, a “caught-in-the-headlights” shot of myself disheveled, my arms clutching a sleeping bag, splashed on the cover of a supermarket tabloid: <span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1373947838312_2644" style="font-variant: small-caps;">“Former ‘Holiday’ </span></span><span style="font-variant: small-caps;">Star</span><span style="font-variant: small-caps;"> Down and Out in </span><span style="font-variant: small-caps;">Beverly Hills</span><span style="font-variant: small-caps;">!”</span> </span></div>
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<span id="yui_3_7_2_1_1373947838312_2642"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Tears sting my cheeks. Wouldn’t the paparazzi love this shot? Jinx, face puffy, mascara smudged, lurking in someone’s garage. I press my forehead into my sleeping bag, recalling poor Margot, missing her front teeth and in need of meds, cowering in someone’s backyard. What’s my excuse? If I’m busted now, it’s the end of my job next week, the end of pulling myself out of this confounding mess I’m in. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">A&RBC: How did you come up with your title? If you ever watched the waves of a river it always moves forward. It passes over rocks, debris, and even if the wind may push it back, it keeps pushing straight ahead. In life, we all face difficult obstacles and they're like those rocks, debris, and winds that try to push us back and keep us from progressing, but we have to keep moving ahead. I felt, 'A River Moves Forward' was fitting because regardless of what happens to us in our past we have to push on and move forward just like a river. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">A&RBC: They say you can judge a book by its cover.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Can you tell us a little about your cover and who designed it? Quality Press designed the cover, but I purchased the photo. I thought the picture of the Chicago River Walk fit the title perfectly. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">A&RBC: Can you tell us something about your book that would make me run out and buy it? It's a dramatic suspense mixed with romance about the lives of two people-Connie Morris, a girl from the projects who grows up to become a successful woman. She meets and falls in love with Dean Wilson, a police officer. Unbeknown to them, their paths have crossed before, and the new discoveries send them on an emotional ride that could prove to be too much. Will they forgive each other for what happened in the past or move forward together? or move on!? <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">A&RBC: Why did you feel you had to write this book? Several reasons, I wanted to show people that regardless of your upbringing<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>you are still responsible for the path you choose to take in life. Each character in my book decided to take a certain path and there were consequences- some good and some bad.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I also wanted to show that whatever type of relationship you had with your family doesn't mean you have to repeat it, especially the mistakes. I also wanted to break the stereotypes that some of us have about people who are beautiful or rich. Some of the most beautiful people can be the deeply scorned by their pasts, and some of the most richest people can have a very dysfunctional family. I address many issues in my book that go beyond the typical family life and romantic relationships. In reality, relationships can be a challenge, but rewarding if two people are willing to work hard at it- from a parent to a child, friend-to-friend or between lovers.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">A&RBC: Now, some fun questions – What deep dark secret would you like to share with us? I always wished I had hazel green eyes, but I'm happy I'm able to see. Instead, I gave those beautiful eyes to a character in my book. Maybe one day I will try to see how I look in hazel green contacts. (laughing)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">A&RBC: If you could travel anywhere in the world, where would it be and why?I would love to go to a resort in Hawaii or the Cayman Islands. I love clear blue waters and white sand beaches. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">A&RBC: Are you a morning person or a night person? I'm a night person. Strangely, I get a sudden burst of energy at night and that's when I do most of my writing. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">A&RBC: Are there any members in your family who also like to write? I have a few cousins and uncles who would write poetry, songs, and raps, but I'm the first to write stories. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">A&RBC: As a child, were you a dreamer? Yes, all the time. After I finished my work in class,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>you can find me staring out the classroom window daydreaming. My thinking then and now was always abstract, but creative. I think that's what made me sort of a maverick growing up. I appreciate being the oddball now though.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">A&RBC: Last but not least, the magic genie has granted you one wish.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>What would that be? Well, I've asked God to bless my book project. I pray that my ultimate goal will be reached, and that's to get picked up by a major publishing company. That's my biggest wish. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">A&RBC: Thank you so much for this interview! Do you have any final words? I thank you for this interview. I think this platform will be appreciated by many other self-published/indie authors as well. To the other authors I would say, always keep doing what you do for the love of writing, it's the only way to keep your creativity. To the aspiring authors, eventually your voice will be heard, even if you have to do it yourself like I did. Never stop doing what you love! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">A&RBC: To purchase, "A River Moves Forward" by Selena Haskins, please visit her website: www.booksbyselena.com and receive an autograph with your purchase or visit Amazon or Barnes and Noble. You can also follow Selena on Facebook and Twitter: https://www.facebook.com/booksbyselena<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>or https://twitter.com/BooksbySelena<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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