Radio Interview with Kimberly Kaye

Hello Everyone!

Today…yes, TODAY!…I’ll be interviewing with Kimberly Kaye of WKIX. If you’re local in that area, you can listen to it live. If you’re not local, you can stream it!

Be sure to check out my Valley Girl aka the white voice I use when I handle business as we talk about my works. 🙂

Link below:

http://my96kix.com

Beauty Is Her Name is now LIVE!

So, last year, I wrote a free story on wattpad that was hugely popular. I decided to finally extend and release it!

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Blurb:

Does true love really exist?

Beautiful “Beauty” Whalen was born with the world in the palm of her hand. The daughter of the world’s most famous pop singer and a high-profile director, everyone has seen her grow up via social media and via a few roles in her dad’s movies.

As she celebrated her 21st birthday, a curse placed on her by an evil spirit takes hold. Unbeknownst to the all, a special fairy godmother amended the curse, with only a special Prince to relieve it.

Prince Martinez is a popular Vine star and creator of Swipe!, a new dating app. His dashing good looks and changing girlfriends make him a tabloid favorite, though that is far from his real personality – a stay at-home geek. When he hears about Beauty’s sudden illness, Prince makes a special visit to her in hopes to spread goodwill.

Can Beauty be saved by Prince’s visit? Or will it be too late?

Beauty Is Her Name is a modern-day fairytale of Sleeping Beauty. It is a New Adult romance.


 

Purchase links:

Amazon US

Amazon CA

Amazon UK

Smashwords

Free version (note: the free version is clean while the paid version is not).

I hope you enjoy! Please review! More stories coming out this month! xoxoxo

#SnippetSunday Untitled D’Amato Brothers 7 (Faith/Eli/Erica)

“I’m a good girl, Eli. I go to church. I give back to my community. I go home to watch Netflix when I have time, but I do most of my sleeping at the hospital between rounds. I don’t go to bars. I don’t do online dating. I’m way behind on my TGIT addiction and I can’t tell you the last time I actually went shopping for clothing that wasn’t hospital-related.”

Eli’s eyebrows furrowed as he listened to Erica’s mini-rant that sounded more like a plea to leave her alone. “Okay…” he chose his words carefully. “…I don’t understand what you’re saying here.”

Erica sighed and folded her lips before she found the strength to speak again. “I’m a good girl, Eli. I was raised to bring home a God-fearing man. Someone I could be proud of. Someone that wouldn’t make me ashamed. And you don’t do any of those things, don’t get me wrong. I was taught to be prim and proper and always be ladylike.”

“I’m totally confused right now,” Eli slowly shook his head.

“Each time I see you, I’m near you, I think of you…” Erica knew what she was going to say was going to sound all sorts of wrong, but she was already in the deep end. She might as well try to swim. “…each time I think of you, you make me wanna channel my inner Nicki Minaj. I just want to put this pussy on your sideburns.”

Eli leaned against the kitchen doorway. “Oh shit?” He smiled.

“You bring the very worst out of me!” Erica’s eyes widened. “Like before you I didn’t even like being on top! And now you got me listening to Dave East and the Wu-Tang Clan! Hell, I picked up OutKast’s greatest hits because of you! All I ever listened to was Boyz II Men, Lecrae, and Kirk Franklin!” She finally took a breath and released another sigh. “My mama is going to think a demon got a hold onto me and possessed me!”

Eli walked over to his girlfriend and circled her waist with his thumbs. “Maybe I need to spend the rest of the night exorcising that demon from you.” He softly kissed her neck and Erica moaned her appreciation. His fingers moved towards the front of her yoga pants, where he cupped her sex. “I’m sure it’s located right here.”


 

I bet it is, too!

Details on the next book in the Eli/Faith (and Erica!) saga will be released within the next few weeks. Book will be out before the end of the year.

#FlashFriday: H.E.R.

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Blurb: 

Love, honor, and respect.

The motto has maintained the Torres crime family for decades. It’s why they were always ten steps ahead of their adversaries. It’s also why they were the most-feared crime family in all of New York. It’s also why there was such a brotherhood between Pablo Torres, and his right-hand man/best friend, Clyde Lewis.

The two men formed a solid bond when their children became best friends, attending each other’s birthday parties, graduations, and other celebrations in a twenty-five year time span. The sons grew up to become mafia dons in their own right, controlling all of Harlem.

But all good things must end.

When an associate of the Torres’s mistakenly takes out a member of the Lewis family, all love, honor, and respect is thrown out of the window and is replaced with hate, disappointment, and revenge.

But what happens when the grandchildren of the rival families fall in love with each other?

H.E.R. is a two-part series dealing with revenge, true love, and if time really heals. It’s a modern-day remix of Romeo and Juliet.


 

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“When did you learn the truth about them?” She asked.

“They never flat-out said what they did but one can easily deduce by their actions,” he casually replied, “my dad and grandfather always had several people with them. They never went anywhere alone. My dad had a glock hidden in different parts of the house – places where a child me couldn’t get to – so if he was ever trapped in his home, he could easily reach for the gun. And they had money. Not hood rich, not white people money; they were Oprah rich. Whenever people found out who I was related to, the tone changed. It was like a light switch came on.” Roman sighed. “And that’s when I knew if I wanted any respect, I had to get away from them. What about you?”

“Pretty much the same. People gave my granddaddy the utmost respect but I thought it was just because he was an elder. It wasn’t until a few years ago I realized it was because he was Daddy’s father.” She looked off into the distance. “And you’re right about the money part. We always had money. I have a few trust funds stashed off somewhere I can’t access to until I’m 25. But I wanted no part of the lifestyle. No drug dealing, no killing, nothing.”

“If push came to shove, would you?” Roman asked.

“What do you mean?”

“If you had no choice,” he clarified, “would you?”

Julia thought about it for a long moment. “Anything’s possible.” Her phone went off and it was text from Keisha. She promptly ignored it and went back to skipping rocks.

“Interesting ring tone,” Roman commented, “didn’t know you liked 702.”

“They had some bops,” she nodded, “what’s your favorite R&B song from the 90’s?” She asked as they skipped rocks along the water.

“Hmm…” Roman skipped a rock. “…definitely has to be “I Adore Mi Amor.””

“Why did I know you were going to name a Color Me Badd song?” She chuckled.

“Have you listened to it? Man, the harmonies on that song were ridiculous.” Roman defended. “Every dude sang lead and man, that song can blow any song nowadays out of the water.”

“All right, all right,” she conceded, “I feel you.”

“What’s yours?” He glanced over to her.

Julia had to think about it. “Probably a toss-up between “Beauty is Her Name” and “You Are Everything.”” She sighed. “I just love those songs so much.”

“Ah, by Jodeci’s little brothers.” Roman nodded.

“Excuse you!” Julia laughed. “Dru Hill is better than Jodeci.”

“Woman, I’m about to toss your ass in the river if you keep talking that shit.” Roman shook his head.

“What? You don’t think Dru Hill is better than Jodeci?” Julia asked and Roman just eyed her up and down as if he were sizing her up. Roman knew he was. “Okay, what do you think about Jagged Edge?”

“Jagged Edge was 2000s and they’re also another set of Jodeci’s little brothers,” he skipped another rock.

“Okay, Mr. Man, since you know your 90’s R&B so damn much, can you name a song that’s not Jodeci or Color Me Badd by a R&B group?” Julia teased.

“End of the Road by Boyz II Men,” Roman sighed, “come better than that, baby girl.”

“Okay,” Julia thought for a moment, “Every Little Thing I Do?””

“Soul For Real and what?” Roman glanced at her. “Are you forgetting the time we went to the roller rink for my birthday and we skated to this song because I thought the video was cool?”

It was a memory Julia would never forget. She didn’t know how to skate and held onto the wall the entire time. Roman skated up to her and held up by her waist as they skated to the song.

Somewhere in her parents’ home, was a picture of the two of them – Julia with her braces and long braids, and Roman, with his baggy Karl Kani clothing – smiling for the camera.

It was the time she realized how much she liked boys. She didn’t think she was gay or questioning, but she didn’t think she had a stimulant bone in her body. She thought she was asexual and accepted it.

Then Roman showed her not so fast…she liked boys. More specifically, she liked him.

She then began to wonder if her 24 year old self was merely entertaining a ten-year old crush. Wow, she was a bigger lame than she thought. “It was cool,” she pushed the memory out of her mind.

“Who was your favorite girl group?” He asked.

“Hmm…” She had to think hard about it. “I think it was either TLC or SWV. I always wanted to rap like Left Eye but sing like Coko.”

“Favorite song by each?”

“Definitely “I’m Good at Being Bad,”” she nodded, “yeah, that song spoke to me.”

Roman thought about the lyrics of said song. She wanted a ten-inch or bigger, lick it from the back type of nigga? He may not have the skin tone, nor did he have ten inches but the Lord blessed him.

Roman concentrated on skipping rocks and hoped his erection would go away soon. “And by SWV?”

“Um…” she turned to him and blushed. “…it’s “Downtown.””

“That song?” Roman asked. “You know what that song is about?”

“I’m well aware it’s a song about oral sex and you giving me head…” Julia’s eyes widened as she realized her mistake. Her cheeks felt like fire and she was sure they were about as orange. “Shit! I mean it’s a song about a guy giving a girl head.”

Roman laughed and continued to skip rocks. “I think I like your first thought better.”


 

It’s finally coming out next Tuesday. It was supposed to be a short book, but you know how I get down. Wordy, wordy, wordy…

 

#TeaserTuesday: H.E.R. #romance #contemporary #fairytaleretlling

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“It was all an act,” Julia admitted, “and it still is in some form.”

Roman wanted to ask why she had to act that way but he already knew the answer. If he was truthful to himself, he was still playing a role.

“And I got the endless questions. Why do you talk like a white girl? Why don’t you talk black? Why do hang out with the whites so much? Why do you like Shawn Mendes?” Julia let out a sad chuckle. “As if I can’t like Shawn Mendes and Bryson Tiller at the same time?”

“And it’s funny…I was either too much of a white girl for the black kids or I was just right amount of black for the white kids. The black kids couldn’t understand how I came from a drug lord and yet, I can name just about every song on Britney Spears’ Blackout album. They don’t understand why I preferred shopping at Target, but I never wore FUBU.

“And the white kids…it wasn’t that much better. They automatically assumed I was a charity case and would talk to me in the way people do when someone died. They wanted to know what famous person I was related to because there’s no way my family could’ve possibly been able to enroll me in private school, you know?

“So I played my part. Brownsville got Jules, the hood chick, always dressed in her finest Rocawear. Morningside Heights got Julia, the preppy girl who loved Lana del Rey and Mariah Carey. I played the role of sassy girlfriend down pat. I was the go-to girl when there was a hip-hop discussion. Some even asked me to braid their hair like mine.

“I look back at that and I don’t think it’s weird. I might cringe a little at it now, but I have mostly fond memories. It’s only when something happens where the line in the sand is clearly drawn. Us versus them. And that line keeps getting drawn with each occurrence. First, it was Oscar. Then, it was Trayvon. Finally, it was Colin. Not to mention everyone in between.

“You then realize no matter how much you were down with them or how much they were down with you, they won’t be on the front lines. They won’t stand beside you. They love the hood culture, but they won’t go anywhere near Queens, Inglewood, or parts of Atlanta. They love the culture but they don’t necessarily love you.”


 

H.E.R will be out next Tuesday everywhere.

To read the first few chapters, click here.

#TeaserTuesday: H.E.R. #contemporary #romance #fairytale

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Blurb: 

Love, honor, and respect.

The motto has maintained the Torres crime family for decades. It’s why they were always ten steps ahead of their adversaries. It’s also why they were the most-feared crime family in all of New York. It’s also why there was such a brotherhood between Pablo Torres, and his right-hand man/best friend, Clyde Lewis.

The two men formed a solid bond when their children became best friends, attending each other’s birthday parties, graduations, and other celebrations in a twenty-five year time span. The sons grew up to become mafia dons in their own right, controlling all of Harlem.

But all good things must end.

When an associate of the Torres’s mistakenly takes out a member of the Lewis family, all love, honor, and respect is thrown out of the window and is replaced with hate, disappointment, and revenge.

But what happens when the grandchildren of the rival families fall in love with each other?

H.E.R. is a series of small novellas dealing with revenge, true love, and if time really heals. It’s a modern-day remix of Romeo and Juliet.


 

Unedited Snippet:

He smelled like earth and rain, with a touch of sandalwood. His lips went everywhere on her body – each cheek, her neck, that spot behind her ear and finally making their way back to her lips.

“I could kiss you all night,” he whispered.

Julia shivered beneath his touch. “I hope you do.”

Roman trailed his fingers along the hem of Julia’s skirt before he fisted the fabric into his palm, inching her skirt up. She naturally parted her thighs for him and his fingers explored her. She was hot and ready for him; her sex almost quivering along his fingers.

Julia folded her lips as she felt him enter her. His fingers were long, skillful, and knew exactly where to touch her. He didn’t jam them in. Instead, he beckoned her like he was softly strumming a guitar.

She wrapped her arms around him, raking her fingernails along his back as Roman’s fingers went deeper inside her, creating a rhythm compounded by her moans. She inhaled his cologne, felt the strength along his muscular back, and wondered how could she ever think about another man.

He made her feel amazing, so good, and so delicate. Julia was no longer afraid or felt awkward. Roman didn’t treat her like the girl he knew from a long time ago. Instead, his lips softly kissed her neck as he whispered Spanish nothings along the way.

Te gusta eso?

Si, mi amor.

Julia tangled her fingers within Roman’s dark hair, removing the tight bun as his curls fell around her hands. She felt the tightness of his chest as he growled his approval, kissing behind her ear, and drove his fingers deeper inside her.

Julia shivered with anticipation and the aching feeling of need. She needed Roman to give her more pleasure, to seek out that release that held her captive. She ached, trembled against him, and whimpered how much more she wanted it.


 

To read the first several chapters, click here.

H.E.R. will be out later this month and available on Amazon, iTunes, Barnes & Noble, Smashwords, Kobo, and select local libraries.

#TeaserTuesday: H.E.R.

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Blurb: 

Love, honor, and respect.

The motto has maintained the Torres crime family for decades. It’s why they were always ten steps ahead of their adversaries. It’s also why they were the most-feared crime family in all of New York. It’s also why there was such a brotherhood between Pablo Torres, and his right-hand man/best friend, Clyde Lewis.

The two men formed a solid bond when their children became best friends, attending each other’s birthday parties, graduations, and other celebrations in a twenty-five year time span. The sons grew up to become mafia dons in their own right, controlling all of Harlem.

But all good things must end.

When an associate of the Torres’s mistakenly takes out a member of the Lewis family, all love, honor, and respect is thrown out of the window and is replaced with hate, disappointment, and revenge.

But what happens when the grandchildren of the rival families fall in love with each other?

H.E.R. is a series of small novellas dealing with revenge, true love, and if time really heals. It’s a modern-day retelling of Romeo and Juliet.


Unedited Snippet: 

When Roman turned back, Julia disappeared. His eyes searched for her all over the room. She seemingly vanished. “Damn it,” he cursed himself, “now I need to try to find her.”

“Find who?”

Roman slightly jumped and turned around. Staring at him with wide eyes and a bright smile was his new muse, Julia herself. Her face was completely made up and the bronze brought out the best in her rounded cheeks. She looked stunning. “You,” he gave a smile.

“Roman,” she returned his smile, “I’m so glad you came!” She leaned in and gave him a big bear hug.

Lord have mercy. The god sister who was a little nerdy, a little awkward, and a little unconventional grew up to become a grown-ass woman. She wore a simple, black dress with too loose spaghetti straps that kept falling down her bare shoulders. He suddenly wanted to kiss her just right there.

Julia was tall and her brown skin, a rich sepia color, shimmered beneath Roman’s skin. He felt his breath lodged in his throat when he wrapped his arms around her back. Jesus. She smelled like strawberries and mangoes. Suddenly, Roman was hungry for just that.

Roman wanted to think pure thoughts but feeling Julia’s breasts pressed against him made all X-rated fantasies suddenly appear. When she pulled away, he inwardly growled at the loss of her.

Roman suddenly reminded himself who he was and who Julia was. She was his god sister. He was her god brother. They were family. They grew up playing Sega Genesis and Crash Bandicoot. They had birthday parties at Chuck E. Cheese’s together. They were each other’s first kiss.

Now all he wanted to do is pin her beneath him as he thrust into her, begging her to submit while she cried and begged him not to stop.

“It’s great to see you,” her voice was soft, yet smoky. “I’m glad you were finally able to come here, Mr. Fashion Designer. Big fan of yours, by the way. No one believes me when I tell them we used to play together.”

Roman felt his cheeks turn hot and beet red. He’d heard that compliment numerous times over the years yet it sounded different from Julia. He wanted to play with Julia, all right, and it wouldn’t be GTA V. “Vanessa was like a mother to me. I couldn’t miss this for anything.” He looked around and saw everyone was talking in their own groups. He suddenly had an idea. “Do you want to go somewhere private?”

~~~~~~

“Gosh,” Julia dragged her bare feet along the sand at the nearby playground, “I haven’t been here in so long. I’m glad they still have this.”

“Remember how we used to play here all the time?” Roman chuckled. “You always were so mean to me in tag.”

“It’s not my fault, you couldn’t hang with the big kids,” she stuck out her tongue.

“You’re only eight months older than me. Only.” He shook a finger as he lightly swung. “Even though you often acted like my big sister.”

“I guess I was protective of you.” She glanced over at him. “Now I see I didn’t have any reason to be.”

A sensual air passed between the pair and Roman cleared his throat. “So, how’s L.A.?”


H.E.R. will be out later this  month.

To read the first few chapters, click here.

#TeaserTuesday: War is now LIVE!

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She was his biggest mistake. He’s about to be her biggest regret.

Eliodoro “Eli” D’Amato has a busy enough life. His reality show is rate number one in the country, and he has endorsements coming from everywhere to guarantee his children wouldn’t have anything to worry about. But when a mistake from his past comes back, he wonders if this is a storm he can weather.

Faith D’Amato is going to stand by her husband no matter what drama from his supposed baby mama brings. When the paternity of her middle child is brought into question, Faith realizes that she has more questions than answers.

Simone Harris is not going down with a fight. If Eli and Faith want to play dirty, she’s willing to roll around in the mud. She wonders if her fight is a lost cause when it’s not Eli and Faith she’s fighting, but the entire D’Amato clan.

All is fair in love and war, right?

War is the first of three novellas that deals with the aftermath of infidelity, revenge, and if true love can be saved.


 

Snippet:

Eli fumbled with removing Faith’s jeans and pushed them down to the floor. She clumsily stepped out of them while he stripped naked. “Are the babies asleep?” He asked.

“I just…put…them…down…an…hour…ago.” She breathed.

“Good,” Eli turned Faith around and she gasped against the wall. “They don’t need to witness this.”

“Witness what, baby?” She barely asked before she felt her cheeks spread and Eli’s wet tongue between them. “Oooh shit!”

“Shhhh….” He instructed. He spread her legs apart and kneeled down, dipping his head underneath her cunt and tasted her love. He held onto her thighs as he dragged his tongue up and down her wet slit. He sucked and nibbled in her love, letting it bounce and roll over his tongue as she squirmed and sighed above him.

It had been so long since Eli had given her head, Faith lost her mind. His tongue was perfect – wide and flat in some moments, long and pointy in others. He gave head as if her pussy had the cure and the only way he could get it was sucking it. “That’s my spot! That’s my fucking spot!” She squealed.

Eli held onto Faith’s cheeks more so he could bury his tongue deeper inside her. She was slick and hot, open and ready for him. He was obsessed, addicted to her, and was willing to fight whoever who threatened to come between them.

Faith erupted into a muffled cry as the orgasm washed over her body, shaking it against Eli’s tongue. Eli slapped both cheeks and stood up. “Good girl,” he turned her around and slid inside her, lifting her up against the wall.

“Eli…” She cried.

“Damn, baby girl,” he pressed his head against hers. Her pussy suckled and nipped along his length, greedy for more. Eli was dangerously close to the edge and Faith knew how to push him there. He lifted her against the wall and thrust hard inside of her. “Girl, you play too much. You know this is my pussy.”


 

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War is postponed…until Monday

That’s all.

However, to keep you busy over the weekend, the first several chapters are posted on wattpad here. So go enjoy!

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