Open Letter to Writers Everywhere:

Dear Writers everywhere:

I have something to tell you, and I would love to hear your thoughts. It’s quite… I don’t know. Humbling? Hmmm… You can be the judge along with me.

This year, I’ve written more words than I’ve ever imagined I would write. I’ve published 4 short stories and I have a 2018 release up for Pre-order. Also, I’ve written my first novel *(40,063 words). Plus a ton of short stories… that are on Wattpad. Aforementioned novel will not be published; it was a test to myself that I *can* actually write and finish a novel.

So, I’m going to be brief: from 2018-2019, I’m going to be taking a much-needed writing hiatus.

Much reading will done and a ton of writing ideas will probably ensue. That’s all a part of being a writer.

Right? 😉

Until next time, keep flying high, lovely souls!

~Angel Mystique x

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Cover Reveal: NEVER LOVE A…. SERIES!

Reader Friends –I am so excited to reveal the covers for my next series. Aren’t they gorgeous?An edgy romantic suspense set in in Baltimore, MD (one of my favorite cities) this series revolves around a foster family – a thief, a killer, a liar, and a stranger – who are dragged into the fight against a violent threat in their city. This battle will test their family, their futures, and their hard-won personal honor. And in midst of the chaos, they’ll meet the people who will become the reason they fight – for their lives and for the love that makes it all worthwhile.I can’t even tell you how excited I am to bring this series to you but it gets even better! I’ve partnered with TOGETHER WE RISE, a group dedicated to helping foster kids all over the country. They provide duffle bags to kids in the system (no more carrying around their belongings in garbage bags), bikes for kids who’ve aged out of the system to help them get to jobs and school, and scholarships to help them continue their education. I’m proud to pledge a portion of the net royalties of each book in this series to this amazing group and their support of kids in foster care. You can check them out http://www.togetherwerise.org.This series will hit your e-readers in February, May, July, and October 2018 . . . you can add the first book to your Goodreads TBR shelf.xxRobinA Thief. A Killer. A Liar. A StrangerWhen it comes to love. . . never say never.Baltimore, MarylandBillionaire philanthropist and businessman, George Tarras, was not a man who tolerated excuses of any kind. Not from himself. Not from his employees and not his son. When sixteen-year-old Alek indulged in a little youthful hacking of government websites and theft, George decided to let him fully experience the consequences of his actions: two weeks in a juvenile facility and one year of community service.Always one to lead by example, George volunteered during this time at the local community center and got to know the three youths who befriended his son: a thief, a grifter, and a killer. In spite of their pasts he saw something special in all of them: hope and a future full of promise.By the end of that fateful year, George had put into motion the opportunity to change their lives if they dared to take it. A gift—freely given—but carrying responsibility and consequences.But, what he really gave them was the one thing they all needed the most…a family.Brothers and a sister—they would do anything to protect each other.But, danger is coming. Secrets and lies will test their bonds, challenge their courage, and test their definition of family and love.To win, they will have to resurrect their pasts and revisit demons buried long ago.To survive, they will have to rely on bonds formed not by blood but by loyalty.To love, they will have to risk everything.NEVER LOVE A THIEFBook OneStealing is easy. Love is dangerous.Rescued from the streets at sixteen, former thief, Carmen “Mina” Salazar, is a law-abiding citizen who no longer indulges in her favorite pastime: freeing the wealthy from the burden of their belongings. Now Mina spends her days and nights running St. Nick’s, her bar in the Fell’s Point section of Baltimore. Abandoned by her father for reasons she doesn’t understand, trust doesn’t come easily for Mina. But a sexy, dangerous cop in her bar with a reckless proposition tempts her to take a chance.The son of a former Baltimore police officer, FBI Special Agent Declan McGregor has spent his entire life trying to outrun the scandal of being the son of a drunk, dirty cop. But years of undercover work and living in the bowels of the dirtiest of organized crime networks has left him with a dead partner and relief he can only find at the bottom of a bottle. The man in the mirror looks a lot like his old man and a failed marriage and crumbling career testify to just how close to the bottom he really is.Declan wants retribution for the death of his partner and Mina is the key. When her long-lost father turns up in the bed of the head of the mob responsible for the murder, Declan offers Mina the one thing she can’t pass up: the chance to find out why her father left her. All she has to do is what she does best . . . break, enter and steal her way into the inner circle of the syndicate. Danger fuels their intense attraction and soon the lines between revenge and lust are blurred by emotion and tested by betrayal. When lives are in the balance, there is only one question . . . is it ever safe to love a thief?

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A USAToday bestseller, Robin Covington loves to explore the theme of fooling around and falling in love in her books. Her stories burn up the sheets. . .one page at a time. When she’s not writing, she’s collecting tasty man candy, indulging in a little comic book geek love, hoarding red nail polish and stalking Chris Evans.A 2016 RITA® Award finalist, Robin’s books have won the National Reader’s Choice and Golden Leaf Awards and finaled in the Romantic Times Reviewer’s Choice, and the Book Seller’s Best.She lives in Maryland with her handsome husband, her two brilliant children (they get it from her, of course!), and her beloved furbabies, Dutch and Dixie Joan Wilder (Yes – THE Joan Wilder)Drop her a line at robin@robincovingtonromance.com – she always writes back.

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40,063 words, 27 Days….

Lovely souls!!!

I have news! Great news! WONDERFUL, SPECTACULAR NEWS, EVEN. During October 2017, not only did I decide to take a hiatus from social media (which began 22 September 2017), but I decided I would use the time away to focus on my next writing project. A little history, before I dive into my good news and the outcome of my hiatus.

I picked up a pen when I was eight years young, I picked up and pencil and began writing. I wrote 300 plus pages of a novel that is no longer in my possession and hasn’t been for ages. (That story, along with countless others are no longer in my possession, due to them being stolen and due to a massive moment when my old USB drive decided to erase all of my work, plus tons of character inspiration from it.) 

 

From that day forward, I knew writing was my calling. This year alone, I have written roughly 106,063 words!!!! In five months. January (Amaze Me), February (Trust Me), May (Sleep Sweetly), June (Sweet Dreams: A Sleep Sweetly Short), a couple of short pieces of my Wattpad account, and now…..

MY VERY FIRST NOVEL: 40,063 WORDS!!!! 

The longest piece I have written this year, let alone EVER.

I’m super proud of this accomplishment as it has been a dream of mine since I picked up that pencil!

I cannot end this blog post without thanking my two Alpha Readers, Critique Partners, and cheerleaders. My boyfriend and author Cedric N. Floyd, along with my literary big sister Raven St. Pierre. You two pushed me when I was ready to throw in the towel and accept that this story was only meant to be 20,000 words. But talking things out and taking a couple of days here and there to breathe… pushed to me this result: my very first novel and 40,063 words. I owe you both so much! Thank you. from the bottom of my heart, all the way to the top…. THANK YOU. 

 

I’ll keep you posted on my progress, lovely souls.

After my mandatory three-week writing hiatus, I plan to get back to plotting a new story, which I will begin writing in January of 2018. I might do the same self-challenge. WriMo. We shall see. If it worked once, it can work twice, right?

 

Until next time!

 

Just a little scene…

Forgive me for not posting anything in a while. Life has been crazy good, but I’m back. 

With a writing challenge. Here’s Day One’s scene!

I hope you all enjoy!!! 

 

***POV: Her, name unknown*** 

If hindsight were twenty-twenty, I would have kicked my old college, Creative Writing professor in the face that day. That prompt that sat on the board in green Expo marker: Write about a source of pain and pleasure. If someone had told me that prompt would have led to me conjuring up him on Facebook and sending him a message, I would have laughed in their face; told they they were lying.

I still laugh sometimes. Like right now. When the supposed object of that prompt is lying in my bed, looking at some comedy sketch show on TV, waiting for me to come fill the other half of it.
I shake my head and smile, as my gaze sweeps over his face. He turns toward me, doing the same thing. His cinnamon irises dance over my body, and I shiver. All the way down to my toes.
He winks at me, and I blush, giggling, trying to suppress the memory of us meeting face-to-face for the first time.
“Come to bed, babe. You can write more in the morning.” His left arm is outstretched toward me, and I take in every inch of him that I can see.
The deep, ridges of nothing but abs.
Thick, black eyelashes and eyebrows over rich, mocha brown skin.
His full lips that make me go weak.
His soft, expressive eyes that make me grow weaker. His large hands…
I crawl into bed him, shaking my head again.
“What’s so….?” The deep timbre of his voice heats my right earlobe, as he drapes his arm around my stomach.
“That prompt was sooo…. wrong.”
“Oh? Howso?”
“You weren’t… you aren’t the greatest source of pain and pleasure. Not by far.”
He chuckles, and somewhere in the distance, I hear the soft ticking of a clock’s second hand.
“Then what am I, beautiful?”
He already knows my answer, but I turn in his arms, framing his face with my small hands anyway.
“You’re the greatest joy I’ve ever known.”
© Angel Mystique 2017

Trying to “fit in” as a writer.

Hi, lovely souls!

Earlier this month, I received a call from a fellow author offering me feedback on my first release. They pointed out the inconsistencies within the story. I listened, and upon the call ending, I became a bit… annoyed. It wasn’t so much as with the feedback. That book and the circumstances surrounding the release took so much out of me, I won’t be cleaning up and re-publishing the manuscript. I love it the way it is and have no desire to change anything. Call me stubborn or whatever else, but that’s my view.

It was how the conversation shifted to the amount of money the author racked in daily off of their books. I, for one, am not writing for money, nor will I ever. Money is nice, but it’s an added bonus to me. I’ve written and published books because I love it- not to make money.

Over the course of my first few months as a published author, I’ve published four books. Well, two novellas and two short stories- plus numerous one-shots on Wattpad. My original intent was to publish a book a month. If I fast drafted like I did in the past, that would be no problem, right?

Wrong. I tried and failed so much that I’m currently on hiatus from writing anymore this year. I’m burned out. I’ve lost my will to write. Depressing huh? Don’t worry. I have faith that I’ll be back refreshed and ready to put pen to page.

I was trying to follow the flow of several indie authors whom I admire. That’s just not possible for me anymore. At least not right now. Not with a full-time (night) job, going to school for my Masters Degree, and an actual life outside of writing- i.e. family and my relationship.

Writing every day? Again: not for me. I’ve tried, and I just can’t keep up.

I’m not that kind of writer, and that is okay. I’m still figuring out who I am, though.

How about you?

Have you tried following in the footsteps of another author, only to realize it’s not working for you? Or did you decide to blaze your own trail early on? 

 

Until next time!

Keep flying high!

Angel Mystique x 

What’s Next from Angel Mystique?

Hi, lovely souls!

It’s been quite some time. I believe the last time I shared news with you all was when TRUST ME  went live. That was July 12th! It’s been a month and eight days since that date. Speaking of TRUST ME, it hit the Top 100, and the highest it went was #67!

But that’s not what this post today is concerning. I know you all want to know what’s next from me, and I’m going to tell you.

Right. Now.

Coming 12 February 2018 -just in time for Valentine’s Day- is my next book: Love So Beautiful! I’m ridiculously thrilled, yet nervous, to share my fifth book baby with you all! Why? Because this story is near and very close to my heart. Not only that but Love So Beautiful  is the first book I’ve ever completed, since my USB erased itself and everything on it, ages ago!

That’s right!

Love So Beautiful is technically my first book baby ;). It took me only seven days to write! October 1-8, 2016, I penned Love So Beautiful by hand!!! I can’t wait for you all to read Josiah and Peyton’s story! It fits my Romantic Realism title/brand perfectly!

Romantic Realism

I believe Romance lies in every genre; though I won’t tackle every genre (at one point I did want to be that author who wrote and published in every genre), I do believe if you search hard enough, you can find a bit of love and/or romance everywhere. From Contemporary, to YA to Horror, Fantasy, Erotica- even Thrillers!- love is present. Hence, my writing everything I want, in any genre I want!

Until next time!

How’s the writing going? Read any good books lately?

I just finished AC JADE’s MEMORIES OF YOU, and it is BREATHTAKING! Go purchase it!

 

Keep flying high!

Angel Mystique x 

HAPPY BORN DAY, TRUST ME!

Well, it’s HERE, LOVELY SOULS!!!! The day we (hopefully) all have been waiting for!

The release of my fourth book baby TRUST ME. Blake and Samantha’s story is now LIVE for your 1-clicking and reading pleasure!!!

Here’s the cover, the blurb, and the link to purchase:

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Sometimes, all it takes is trust.

Blake Harper has only loved one woman: Samantha Chandler.

The one woman who broke his heart years ago. Blake finds a way to get in touch with her again. Who knew she would say yes to meeting face to face again? Who knew she would allow herself another chance with him?

Who knew they both would begin to trust each other… surprising each other along the way?

 TRUST ME is Blake and Samantha’s story of redemption. Join them, as they find themselves all over again- together.

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I really hope you enjoy TRUST ME! If you do (or even if you don’t) please consider leaving a review. It would make my heart happy! So very happy! Then, I could know what you like and want to read from me next!

TRUST ME is the book that flips the gigantic epic novel that is my writing/publishing journey. Book Baby #4! That’s right. It is with deep sadness and great joy that on the day I release Blake and Samantha into the world, my first chapter as a published author comes to an end.

2017 was just the start: SLEEP SWEETLY & it’s follow-up conclusion SWEET DREAMS help me spread my wings into another genre: Fantasy. They were the first fantasy books I’ve ever written, but I’m surprised (and pleased) to say that they won’t be the last.

AMAZE ME was my step into Black Love Romances. Anyone who knows me can attest to the simple fact that I am a hopeful romantic. Which is why come 2018 I’ll be releasing my series of Romantic Realism books!!!

There is a book that is near and dear to my heart: the first novella I ever finished! I finished it October 2016, but more on that to come later down the road.

Back to the joy at hand: ENJOY TRUST ME, LOVELY SOULS. Like it? Hate it? Reread it a couple times over? Leave a review and share it with your friends and family!

All of my writing magic pixie dust,

Keep flying high!

Angel Mystique x

COVER REVEAL: COMING CONSUMED

Coming Consumed2 ebookComing Consumed (Welcome to Carson, Book #3)

Cover Design: Porcelain Paper Designs

Genre: Standalone, Contemporary Romance

Release Date: July 18, 2017

Synopsis

Sydney hates liars, despises them really, so what is she to do when the man her heart wants most turns out to be the biggest betrayer and deceiver of them all?

Sydney never finds herself in trouble. She always listens to her parents, follows the rules, and does what is expected of her, but in one moment, that all changes. The day she meets a campus police officer and keeps their relationship a secret from her family, her life takes on a dark turn…

Now scarred and tormented by nightmares, Sydney hides her fears from everyone as she moves back home and takes over her mother’s bakery.

Just when she believes she has a handle on her life, a mysterious man waltzes into her shop and turns her world upside down. Behind the beard and silver eyes Sydney knows he’s hiding something, but is the attraction worth losing herself again?

Dylan Bennett knows he is in trouble the first time he lays eyes on Sydney. Behind her wavy blonde hair and flour-covered clothes he knows that she holds the key to his undoing, but he can’t risk it.

As an undercover agent, Dylan lives his life by strict codes and calculations. He knows one wrong move could put Sydney in danger, but something about her draws him in and that may prove to be the biggest risk he has ever taken. What happens when she finds out the lies behind those silver eyes?

Will the deception become too much for Sydney or will she fight alongside Dylan to bury the one person who brings her past back to the surface?

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Excerpt

DYLAN STANDS OUTSIDE SYDNEY’S door, the knuckles of one hand gently tapping on the wood while holding a bouquet of daisies and wild flowers in the other.

After helping Sydney at the bakery this morning and completing a walk-through of The Grill with her brother, Dylan had asked Austin if he had a place in town he could shower and change clothes. Austin had eyed him skeptically, but had offered use of his apartment in town. Dylan was glad he had kept his duffle bag in his car since he hadn’t made it back to Asheville the previous night.

Standing at the door waiting for Sydney to answer, Dylan is fraught with something that has never happened in all the years he has been dating…nerves. He is actually nervous to take Sydney out on a date. Sure, they seemed to get along fine when they were working together, and of course the attraction between them sizzled in epic proportions, but Dylan had a hard time reconciling between the playful Sydney and the scared Sydney. The scared Sydney always fought against what they could have and that made him nervous.

She is something special, someone that deserves to be cherished and he knows that if she gives him the chance, he can prove it to her.

A creak sounds from the door hinges and Dylan looks up from the flowers to find a beautiful creature standing before him. Sydney may have been going for something quick and casual, but Dylan’s tongue practically drops from his mouth as he gazes at her. He takes note of her appearance, beginning with her long blonde hair that is tied up in a ponytail high on her head, the soft waves curling on the end and brushing past her shoulders. A red and black flannel shirt hangs loosely around her, but does little to conceal the womanly shape of her body. The pièce de résistance is the skin-tight black leggings covering her legs. Dylan is almost happy at the fact that the flannel shirt hangs past her ass, because he isn’t sure he would be able to control himself if he saw that perfectly toned portion of her body in the pants.

“I’m sorry, I’m almost ready. I just need to find my shoes. I was sucked into this antique picking show and I couldn’t pull myself away. You can come in,” she gestures as she rushes through the living room and down the hallway.

Instead of standing idly, Dylan moves towards her kitchen and looks in the cabinet above the fridge for a vase. Bingo. He chuckles to himself, thinking that it seems to be the universal spot to hold that item.

Just as he is stepping back from admiring his work on the arrangement that he placed on her coffee table, Sydney joins him in the living room. Dylan hadn’t noticed before, but she has swiped a few coats of mascara on her lashes and added a deep shade of red lipstick on mouth.

“I’m ready,” she announces, grabbing her jacket from where it hangs on a hook by the door. “The flowers look beautiful, by the way.”

She takes a hold of the doorknob, ready to exit, then glances back at Dylan as he says, “Sydney. You look beautiful.” He makes sure to emphasize the fact that he thinks she is the most beautiful item in the room. Country. World. In such a short period of time, he has become so wickedly entranced by her that Dylan would rather spend a life in solitude and have the chance to spend one day with her, than have anything else his heart desires. That thought alone would have scared Dylan a few months back, but now? Now Dylan embraces the feelings bubbling up inside of him. This high he feels whenever he is around her is more powerful than any drug he has ever come across while on the force. She is powerful, captivating, spellbinding.

And he wanted her all for himself, if she would only let him.

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Available Now   Coming Alive (Welcome to Carson, Book One) Genre: Standalone, Contemporary Romance Amazon US: http://amzn.to/2ujq5xN Amazon UK: http://amzn.to/2tlRhyC Amazon CA: http://amzn.to/2tlUyyb Amazon AU: http://amzn.to/2t26CCi     Coming Together (Welcome to Carson, Book Two) Genre: Standalone, Contemporary Romance Amazon US: http://amzn.to/2ujq4tu Amazon UK: http://amzn.to/2tqc30V Amazon CA: http://amzn.to/2tZuSES Amazon AU: http://amzn.to/2siIhe0           About the Author Renee Harless is a romance writer with an affinity for wine and a passion for telling a good story.   Renee Harless, her husband, and children live in Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia. She studied Communication, specifically Public Relations, at Radford University.   Growing up, Renee always found a way to pursue her creativity. It began by watching endless runs of White Christmas- yes even in the summer – and learning every word and dance from the movie. She could still sing “Sister Sister” if requested. In high school she joined the show choir and a community theatre group, The Troubadours. After marrying the man of her dreams and moving from her hometown she sought out a different artistic outlet – writing.   To say that Renee is a romance addict would be an understatement. When she isn’t chasing her toddler or preschooler around the house, working her day job, or writing, she jumps head first into a romance novel.   Connect with Renee Website: http://www.reneeharless.com Facebook Author Page: https://www.facebook.com/authorreneeharless/ Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/Renee_Harless/ Twitter: https://twitter.com/Renee_Harless/ Snapchat: @Renee_Harless Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/reneeharless Amazon Author Page: http://amzn.to/2rNFkyT       HTML:

 

Coming Consumed (Welcome to Carson, Book #3)

 

Cover Design: Porcelain Paper Designs

 

Genre: Standalone, Contemporary Romance

 

Release Date: July 18, 2017

 

Synopsis

  Sydney hates liars, despises them really, so what is she to do when the man her heart wants most turns out to be the biggest betrayer and deceiver of them all?       Sydney never finds herself in trouble. She always listens to her parents, follows the rules, and does what is expected of her, but in one moment, that all changes. The day she meets a campus police officer and keeps their relationship a secret from her family, her life takes on a dark turn…       Now scarred and tormented by nightmares, Sydney hides her fears from everyone as she moves back home and takes over her mother’s bakery.       Just when she believes she has a handle on her life, a mysterious man waltzes into her shop and turns her world upside down. Behind the beard and silver eyes Sydney knows he’s hiding something, but is the attraction worth losing herself again?       Dylan Bennett knows he is in trouble the first time he lays eyes on Sydney. Behind her wavy blonde hair and flour-covered clothes he knows that she holds the key to his undoing, but he can’t risk it.       As an undercover agent, Dylan lives his life by strict codes and calculations. He knows one wrong move could put Sydney in danger, but something about her draws him in and that may prove to be the biggest risk he has ever taken. What happens when she finds out the lies behind those silver eyes?       Will the deception become too much for Sydney or will she fight alongside Dylan to bury the one person who brings her past back to the surface?

 

 

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Excerpt

DYLAN STANDS OUTSIDE SYDNEY’S door, the knuckles of one hand gently tapping on the wood while holding a bouquet of daisies and wild flowers in the other.   After helping Sydney at the bakery this morning and completing a walk-through of The Grill with her brother, Dylan had asked Austin if he had a place in town he could shower and change clothes. Austin had eyed him skeptically, but had offered use of his apartment in town. Dylan was glad he had kept his duffle bag in his car since he hadn’t made it back to Asheville the previous night.   Standing at the door waiting for Sydney to answer, Dylan is fraught with something that has never happened in all the years he has been dating…nerves. He is actually nervous to take Sydney out on a date. Sure, they seemed to get along fine when they were working together, and of course the attraction between them sizzled in epic proportions, but Dylan had a hard time reconciling between the playful Sydney and the scared Sydney. The scared Sydney always fought against what they could have and that made him nervous.   She is something special, someone that deserves to be cherished and he knows that if she gives him the chance, he can prove it to her.   A creak sounds from the door hinges and Dylan looks up from the flowers to find a beautiful creature standing before him. Sydney may have been going for something quick and casual, but Dylan’s tongue practically drops from his mouth as he gazes at her. He takes note of her appearance, beginning with her long blonde hair that is tied up in a ponytail high on her head, the soft waves curling on the end and brushing past her shoulders. A red and black flannel shirt hangs loosely around her, but does little to conceal the womanly shape of her body. The pièce de résistance is the skin-tight black leggings covering her legs. Dylan is almost happy at the fact that the flannel shirt hangs past her ass, because he isn’t sure he would be able to control himself if he saw that perfectly toned portion of her body in the pants.   “I’m sorry, I’m almost ready. I just need to find my shoes. I was sucked into this antique picking show and I couldn’t pull myself away. You can come in,” she gestures as she rushes through the living room and down the hallway.   Instead of standing idly, Dylan moves towards her kitchen and looks in the cabinet above the fridge for a vase. Bingo. He chuckles to himself, thinking that it seems to be the universal spot to hold that item.   Just as he is stepping back from admiring his work on the arrangement that he placed on her coffee table, Sydney joins him in the living room. Dylan hadn’t noticed before, but she has swiped a few coats of mascara on her lashes and added a deep shade of red lipstick on mouth.   “I’m ready,” she announces, grabbing her jacket from where it hangs on a hook by the door. “The flowers look beautiful, by the way.”   She takes a hold of the doorknob, ready to exit, then glances back at Dylan as he says, “Sydney. You look beautiful.” He makes sure to emphasize the fact that he thinks she is the most beautiful item in the room. Country. World. In such a short period of time, he has become so wickedly entranced by her that Dylan would rather spend a life in solitude and have the chance to spend one day with her, than have anything else his heart desires. That thought alone would have scared Dylan a few months back, but now? Now Dylan embraces the feelings bubbling up inside of him. This high he feels whenever he is around her is more powerful than any drug he has ever come across while on the force. She is powerful, captivating, spellbinding.   And he wanted her all for himself, if she would only let him.

 

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Coming Alive (Welcome to Carson, Book One)

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Coming Together (Welcome to Carson, Book Two)

Genre: Standalone, Contemporary Romance

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About the Author

Renee Harless is a romance writer with an affinity for wine and a passion for telling a good story.

 

Renee Harless, her husband, and children live in Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia. She studied Communication, specifically Public Relations, at Radford University.

 

Growing up, Renee always found a way to pursue her creativity. It began by watching endless runs of White Christmas- yes even in the summer – and learning every word and dance from the movie. She could still sing “Sister Sister” if requested. In high school she joined the show choir and a community theatre group, The Troubadours. After marrying the man of her dreams and moving from her hometown she sought out a different artistic outlet – writing.

 

To say that Renee is a romance addict would be an understatement. When she isn’t chasing her toddler or preschooler around the house, working her day job, or writing, she jumps head first into a romance novel.

 

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Website: www.reneeharless.com

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Amazon Author Page: http://amzn.to/2rNFkyT

 

 

Review of FAST FOWARD

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HAPPY RELEASE DAY TO XIO AXELROD. I couldn’t let this day pass without leaving my review of her latest book baby: FAST FORWARD, which is LIVE everywhere NOW!!!

 

Here is my review of Ian & Jessen’s story:

Headline: Oh, my heart…

This is my first time reading a MM romance since the dearly departed E. LYNN HARRIS… So, I went into reading Axelrod’s beautifully written (as always, seriously… Just read her words slowly. They are magic!) novella featuring her newest couple, Ian and Jessen, with an open mind.

Jilted lovers with years of past hurt and pain between them… A common bond of misunderstanding… And a second chance to lay all their cards out on the table.

I smiled, swooned, and cried. I cannot wait to see where this series goes!!

Axelrod is right: at the end of the day, love is everything. Everything is love. It’s what matters!

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Keep writing, Lady Xi!!!! I’ll gladly keep reading!!!

Again,  Happy Born Day, FAST FORWARD!

Angel Mystique x

NEW RELEASE: FAST FORWARD

Hi, lovely souls!

Do I have a treat for YOU! Today, I’m so excited and very humbled to bring you the latest release from USA TODAY BEST SELLING AUTHOR XIO AXELROD: FAST FORWARD. It’s out today!!!! Happy Born Day, FAST FORWARD, & Happy Release Day, Lady Xi!!!

Here is more about FAST FORWARD 🙂

Fast Forward

Author: Xio Axelrod

Release date: June 27th, 2017

Publisher: Xio Axelrod LLC

ISBN: 9780998931616

Print ISBN: 9780998931523

ASIN: B072R5X1GL

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Short Blurb ~

Ian Waters thought he’d finally quenched the seven-year torch he’d carried for Jessen Sørensen. Jessen is determined to prove him wrong.

Long Blurb ~

As a nineteen-year-old, wunderkind doctoral candidate, Ian Waters had little interest in social interaction. Books were his companions, and that had suited him just fine.

Then a hurricane named Jessen Sørensen blew into his life, throwing Ian off his axis.

On the cusp of rock stardom, Jessen had burned brightly, and Ian had fallen heart-first under his spell. But Ian soon

learned he was only a temptation, a pit stop on the road to the rocker’s dreams, and Jessen was gone as quickly as he’d come. Ian buried his heartache in academia, the only home he’d ever known.

When Ian encounters Jessen at a party, the seven-year separation seems insurmountable. There’s too much pain, too much distrust. But Jessen declares he has a new dream, and that’s a life with Ian.

Goodreads Link: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/35392066-fast-forward

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Audible: (coming soon)

Excerpt (PG-13: use of language)

“Aren’t you going to invite me in for a nightcap, or whatever?” Ian arched his brows. “I wasn’t, actually. No.”

“Ouch.” Jessen flattened his hand over his heart as if mortally wounded. “I’m surprised by how rude you’ve become, Ian.”

Before he could react, Jessen slipped the keys out of Ian’s hand and jogged up to the door. He chose the right key on his first try, because of course he did, and strolled into Ian’s home like he belonged there.

Which he most certainly did not.

This was so fucked up, but Ian followed him inside and flicked on the lights.

Jessen whistled. “Fuck, Ian. This is beautiful!”

And it was. Ian had painted the walls of the main living space in Wedgewood blue, true to the period in which the house was built, and it set off the pristine, white wainscoting beautifully. A large bay window let in plenty of light during the day and provided a comfortable reading spot at night. Oversized furniture in cream twill made up the bulk of the seating.

He’d transformed the formal dining room into a makeshift A-V suite, which housed his iMac and his Mac Pro, plus his other editing equipment. Unconventional, but it suited him.

“This is really nice, Ian,” Jessen murmured, turning to him. “I’m really happy for you.”

There was awe in his voice and reverence.

Ian suppressed the wave of pride that swept over him. Jessen was the only person he’d told about his tumultuous childhood, his deadbeat father, and disturbed mother. He was the only person he’d told about his dream of owning a beautiful home and planting roots in a community.

Most people never asked about the family of a prodigy, as long as the prodigy kept producing. Siv knew a bit about his wrecked childhood, but only Jessen knew it all. Every dark and dirty detail.

Ian had told Jessen everything one night, overwhelmed by the emotions spilling over him after their first time having sex. Making love. They’d done a lot before then, just about everything, but it wasn’t until that night that they’d gone all the way.

Ian had given Jessen his all, every little bit of himself. Had spilled his heart and soul to the man who had cracked open his hard shell for the first time in his life.

And then he had woken up one morning to an empty space in the bed next to him, and a note on the floor.

I’m sorry.

He still had the note.

Those two words had splintered Ian into a million indiscernible pieces. Pieces he was still trying to fit back together.

And there stood Jessen Sørensen, in his fucking dining room, glowing like he kept his own personal sun somewhere behind his rib cage.

“Do you have any coffee?” “Yes.”

“Could I possibly get a cup?” A smile danced at the edges of his sinful mouth.

“No.”

Jessen laughed. “Please?”

“There’s a Char-bucks on the corner if you want coffee. I am not making you coffee, Jess.” “Aww,” he pouted prettily. “Why not?”

Why not.

Why not.

“Why not?”

“Yeah.” Jessen was grinning. No, he was smirking. The bubbling volcano in Ian’s belly erupted. “Who the fuck do you think you are?”

The blonde’s eyes widened and the smirk melted away. “I…”

“Seven years, Jess. Seven. Fucking. Years. You walked out of my life in the middle of the goddamned night, no goodbye, nothing. Just ‘I’m sorry’ scratched on a piece of brown paper bag.”

“I know, and I…” “Shut the fuck up.”

To his credit, Jessen did shut the fuck up.

To his credit, Ian wasn’t screaming. Yet.

He turned on his heel and stalked into the living room, throwing himself onto the couch. It was big and plush and the first piece of furniture he’d purchased for the house.

His house.

His.

He felt like his safe haven had been invaded by the enemy from his heartbroken past.

Ian’s chest heaved. There was so much he wanted to say, so much he’d bottled up and walled- off. And Jessen was right there. Right there.

The other man entered the room slowly, carefully. He sat on the coffee table across from Ian. No one sat on the coffee table. It was an antique that had come with the house and Ian was proud of it. But he didn’t give a shit right then. Fuck the goddamn coffee table and the man sitting on it in his five-hundred-dollar skinny jeans.

He wanted Jessen gone, and yet he was terrified to let him go.

“What do you want me to do?”

Ian blinked up at him, confused by this all-too-sober sounding Jessen. “What do you mean?” “If you want me to leave, I will leave. Right now, just say the word. If you want me to give you some time, I will.” His gaze softened. “If…if you want me to stay, I’ll stay.”

“What if I wanted you to leave Philly and never come back?” Ian eyed him carefully. “Would you do that?”

Jessen looked pained, but he nodded. “Eventually.”

“What if I wanted you to go back in time and fix what you broke, could you?” “God, I wish.” He’d choked out the words.

Ian frowned. Studying Jessen, he noticed a slight hunch in his shoulders. There were dark circles under his eyes. He seemed smaller, dimmer. It was confusing, conflicting with the mental image he’d always carried.

“Why are you here?”

Jessen exhaled and rested his elbows on his knees. He knit his fingers together and faced Ian, his expression more serious than Ian had ever seen.

“I owe you an apology.”

Ian snorted, he couldn’t help it.

Jessen’s smile was slight. “I know, seven years too late, but…I hope…I was hoping…”

“What? Thought you’d pop back up, bat those pretty eyes of yours, and I’d bend over for you?” “You still think my eyes are pretty?”

“That’s what you focus on?”

At least he had the grace to look contrite. “Sorry.” “Are you?”

Jessen’s expression morphed into a mask of regret. “Yes, God. Yes. You have no idea how sorry I am. I ran away, Ian. I ran away from you, and I’ll never forgive myself. Even if you somehow find a way to forgive me, I’ll never forgive myself. I hurt you.”

“You hurt me?” “I know I did.”

“No, Jess. You don’t know shit. You didn’t just hurt me, you broke me. You fucked up an already fucked-up kid.” Ian ran a rough hand through his overgrown hair. “I could barely function after you disappeared. I missed classes, had to postpone my exams, I was a total wreck when you fucked off and out of my life.”

Ian was shaking, his jaw trembling so hard his teeth chattered. And he was pissed because it shouldn’t affect him this much anymore, not so many years after the fact. He was beyond this pain.

“Fuck, Ian…I’m so…” Jessen reached out as if he were going to touch him and Ian pressed himself back into the cushions.

He could not let that happen.

“I’m so sorry. God, that sounds lame. Even to me.”

“Because it is lame. Sorry? Sorry was seven years ago. Six, maybe. I’d even give you five. But now?”

Jessen nodded. His gaze flicked toward the door, and Ian panicked.

The thought of letting him walk out in the middle of this long overdue conversation was almost paralyzing.

“Don’t go.”

Jessen’s gaze snapped back to his. “What? No, I…” “You were thinking of leaving.”

He nodded. “Yes, but only to give you some space. I had no idea I’d cause…I didn’t think you’d…”

“You thought I was over you.”

Jessen’s jaw hung open, his eyes wide. For the first time since he’d first met him, Ian saw fear in

Jessen’s eyes. “Are you?”

Ian wanted to pretend. Wished he could. He wanted to lie, but even after so long he knew it was pointless. He was an open wound where Jessen Sørensen was concerned. He could never hide the bleeding from him.

“No, Jess. That’s the problem. I’ll never be over you.”

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Author Bio:
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Xio Axelrod is a USA Today Bestselling author of love stories, contemporary romance and (what she likes to call) strange, twisted tales. She also writes erotica as Xio Nin.

Xio grew up in the music industry and began recording at a young age. When she isn’t writing stories, she can be found in the studio, writing songs, or performing on international stages (under a different, not-so-secret name of course).

She lives in Philadelphia with one full-time husband and one part-time cat.

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Catch you later, lovely souls!

Xio, I’m wishing you all the success with your latest book baby! LOVE YOUR BOYS! #AltErLove

 

Angel Mystique x