Warlock's Kiss by Dovey Mayali Cralk
A Vampyrie falls madly in love with a man who appears as if from nowhere. Her actions become out of character, and during her brief moments of lucidity, she finds herself questioning everything. What will she do when she's slapped with the truth?
Forget About Me by Kaydence Rayne:
Based on the story of La Segua
Tired of her domineering father, Amanda runs away to Mexico to take back control and live how she sees fit. While there, she meets a man she’d like to spend the rest of her life with.
Which he’s quite willing to give her. Although not in the exact way she expected.
An All Consuming Love by Vakalia Reaper
Victoria's life as a housewife, while a little hectic, was perfect in her eyes. That is, until her husband comes home late one night, drunk. She could forgive one mistake. But this one mistake unravels a secret he has been keeping from her and she will do anything to keep the appearance of a perfect life.
The Getaway by Riley Ross
The Getaway is a contemporary romance story of two lovers, Mike Williams and Juliet Roberts. Mike is whisking his girlfriend away for two weeks to his cabin in central Ohio. All he wants to do is get her away from her family’s personal and professional drama for a bit. Juliet and Mike’s whirlwind vacation is full of love, romance, and his parents and other surprising guests.
Mike and Juliet are not your typical boyfriend and girlfriend. Mike is wanting to take the relationship slow and steady, while Juliet is trying to entice him to step up his pace. She is determined to pull out all the stops to make sure she gets what she wants out of Mike. She discovers her inner sex goddess and self-confidence to let Mike know how she feels about him.
His mother Elaine hates Juliet from the get-go, while his father loves her immediately. Juliet gets to meet Brooke, Mike’s ex-girlfriend and she discovers how far his mom will go to break them up. During their ‘relaxing’ getaway, there will be ups and downs that will cause one of them to take extreme actions to save their relationship. Will Juliet find her voice and inner strength and defend herself or will she just give up on her version of Romeo?
Coming Undone by Riley Ross
Coming Undone, is a story of revenge. In this contemporary suspense story, Elaine has come a long way since her devastating divorce. She is miserable and still crazy in love with her ex-husband. Hit by a longing desire to make him pay for destroying her life, Elaine goes out of her way to seek revenge.
I wasn’t sure how to react. While it was exceedingly rare for a human to see me in my natural form, when it did happen, there was always a lot of screaming and name calling, and sometimes the sign of the crucifix made an appearance. This man, though? Nothing of the sort. He didn’t seem phased by my appearance in the slightest!
“What do you want with me, human?” I asked slowly, suspiciously.
He took a deep breath and slowly lowered his hand, apparently having decided that it was safe. “I know about your kind. I’ve always known. My grandfather was friends with someone who had once been a part of the Vampirius Huntresses.” He threw his palms back up quickly, as if to ward off an attack. “Now, I’m not saying we believe they’re right! You have as much right to live as the rest of us, I’m just explaining how I know about you.”
"Perdón, no hablas Inglés?" he asked. The sudden change to Spanish confused her, and it took a moment to register what he’d said. Before she moved here, her only encounters with the language had been during her high school classes, or when she was bored enough to watch Telemundo. Neither had supplied her with enough skills to be considered useful here.
"Oh no," she shook her head, "I don't speak Spanish. At least, not enough to count." Amanda didn’t want him to think she was ignoring him, and he seemed pleased when she finally replied.
He lifted his drink up to his lips and took a sip before continuing, "Then do you not have a name?"
She was interested in talking to him, but wasn't yet willing to give up her name. "I do have one..."
"You don't look too sure about that. Maybe you need a new one? I happen to be an expert in giving people names."
"I didn't know that was something people could excel in.”
Unexpectedly, he reached over to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear and although she was shocked by the quick advance, she didn’t shy away from his touch. Here, she could entirely reinvent herself. New country. New people. New name.
“My name is Alexis.” The false name came out of nowhere, but it felt right.
“What the hell has gotten into you, Victoria?” He brushes his hand through his hair, frustrated, but at least he was keeping his voice down.
Choosing what I say is hard. I need to word things in a way that won’t anger him, but will get the message across that things need to change.
“Just because I’m home all day doesn’t mean I’m not doing anything, Preston. The moment you leave
the house, my day starts and doesn’t end until you’re in bed. If I’m lucky. If Braden wakes up in the middle of the night, it’s me who goes to comfort him or feed him or change him. You don’t hear him. Would it kill you to pitch in now and then? I’m only human.”
Preston’s silence frightens me. I can’t tell what he’s thinking. I feel like I don’t know my own husband anymore. None of this would have come up if he had let me know he wasn’t going to be home. Everything I told him was true, but I could handle the responsibility of taking care of a child singlehandedly. At the end of the day, I loved being home with my baby, even if he has been a devil child lately.
“Fine, whatever. I’ll take the trash out or something. Is that what you want?” Preston stares at me expectantly, obviously waiting for the argument to be over.
I raise an eyebrow. He wasn’t usually one to end a fight so quick. Not like this. “Do whatever you want,” I mutter and brush by him. “Are you hungry?”
“How well do you know really her? She could be after you for your money!” His mom said frostily.
“I know her well enough to know that I love her. She makes me happy and if you cannot accept that or her then you need to leave.” Mike shot back at her. I could see that he was on the verge of losing his cool so I placed my hand on his shoulder as if to restrain him or try to calm him.
“Believe it or not Elaine, I am not after your son for his money. I love him because he makes me happy and smile. Not everything is about money. I honestly feel bad for you if everything comes down to money with you. Seriously the world doesn’t revolve around the amount of dollars that you have in your bank account.” I said with a hint of maliciousness as she stared at me with a hint of appreciation in her eyes. “You may not like me but I think you should take the time to get to know me before you condemn me.” I worked on calming down because I was scared of a panic attack approaching. My heartbeat was racing as I went into the flight or fight mode. I was ready to scream at her but that would only make things worse in the long run. Inwardly I thought of how my mom would handle this and I knew instinctively she would have done the same thing I did.
“She is right Mom. You have judged her without getting to know her first. Brooke was a lying, cheating manipulative bitch while Jules is the complete opposite. You can forget about us coming to family dinner tonight. I don’t want to be around a bunch of hypocrites anyway. Dad will you please take mom and go?” Mike asked before walking out of the room.
“Thanks El, I hope you find happiness like I have with Rach.” Mark said happily as he walked out of the conference room. Oh how I wanted to smash a chair over his arrogant head. The urge to get violent was almost overwhelming, but I heard Rachel’s squeaky giggle from the reception area. Snapping out of my homicidal daydream, I turned away from him in case he turned around to say something to me.
His words might have been innocent enough but they cut me to the core. I was happy with him. All of those years together had to mean something to him. I remained by his side even though I should have taken the boys and left a long time ago. Who the fuck did he think he was to dismiss our life together? After the door shut behind him, I sank back down into the white leather chair and tried to get my wits about me.
Hi, I'm Dovey, mother of children both with fur and without in Texas. Because of mothering and wifery, I don't get time to write until the wee hours of the morning. Which equals string cheese and copious amounts of coffee and Doctor Who! I've been writing on and off since I was a little tyke, and I hope you enjoy what I love creating.
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Kaydence Rayne is a self proclaimed nerd who spends way too much time on the computer. She's also a wife, mother, blogger, nanny, professional hooligan, and is currently working on her first full length novel.
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I've lead a rather normal life and never did anything spectacular growing up, but around the age of fifteen I rediscovered my imagination in the form of an English assignment. It was to write a descriptive paragraph, but that paragraph turned into a story. Despite it being garbage and not letting it see the light of day, I realized that I had finally found my talent and a way to escape whatever life decided to throw at me.
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While growing up in rural Virginia, I dreamed of making my escape. Don’t get me wrong I loved the beauty of Virginia but I didn’t have the happiest of childhoods. It was a struggle to survive an alcoholic and abusive father but reading was my escape to a happier place. I was reading Jackie Collins books before the age of 12. Jackie Collins, Sandra Brown, Danielle Steele and others were my inspiration to write stories. I would love to thank them for providing me with a safe haven to escape to. Also a huge thank you goes to my grandparents for introducing me to wrestling and romance novels. My grandmother would always read a Harlequin romance novel; I got my love of books and wrestling from her. I joined the Air Force when I was 18 and I didn’t look back. I was in the service for twelve years and on my first day, I met my version of Prince Charming, we are parents to two little Siberian Huskies, Sammie and Demon. Our furbaby family has grown to include Brutus, Shy, and Fluffy. So for those that are in dark situations dreams do come true.
This group was formed when I realized that a couple of friends and I all seemed to have a weakness for anthologies, but had a hard time finding open calls that we would "fit" into. I didn't think having a group so small would really work, but then I realized that there were another couple of friends I was trying to boss into finishing and publishing something. I asked them all if they would be interested in forming our own anthology group, and they said yes! So, here we are, The Twisted Sisters, bringing our short stories out for any who might enjoy them.
Dovey wanted to make a group to do anthologies. I thought it was a good idea. Until she told me I was going to be in it... and I realized I would actually have to FINISH a story for the first time... ever.
I'm lucky enough to know Kaydence, Dovey, and Riley outside of the Sisters and was asked to write a story for this anthology. Now I'm special enough to be one of them! I would say they don't know what they've gotten themselves into, but we're all sorts of twisted.
The Twisted Sisters formed because a few friends liked to do anthologies, instead of waiting around for open calls, we decided to just get together and do our own thing.
This anthology is about revenge. Did you have someone specific in mind when you wrote it?
No, not really. Which could be why I hit such a brick wall halfway through writing it!
Mwahahaha! Kinda... I was trying to think of something to help me write someone who is, to put it mildly, not a nice person. One specific person popped into my head. I did alter the character quite a bit though.
Not really. I brainstormed with my mom beforehand and some of her life experiences did contribute to the way my story went, but mostly it was just my own twisted mind.
I have always been fascinated with the women done wrong stories and I wanted to try my hand at writing that story. Elaine is a character that I fell in love with when I was writing The Getaway, I wanted to explore why she turned out to be so bitter and mean. Yes, there was someone specific in mind with certain characters in the book. To protect the guilty, I cannot divulge their identities.
What's next for the sisters?
We have an anthology planned for October that will deal with overcoming abuse. We know that there are many different forms of it, and want to cover as many as we can. This anthology will be open for submissions, with 6 stories being chosen to add to our own. Each sister is going to choose their favorite of all the submissions.
We'll also be picking a charity to receive the money from the anthology.
I haven't yet decided on a topic or direction to go for it, but I'm up for the challenge.
It is our way of tackling what seems to be a taboo subject. We want victims of abuse to know that they have options and that they can overcome abuse.
Humor me here, but would you ever consider writing a story with platypires?
Oh, if you only knew what I have planned! There will be platypires, platypires EVERYWHERE!!
I'm actually already working with an artist for a children's picture book series.
I don't think I'd ever be able to live it down if I didn't!
Yes, without a doubt. Every story should have a platypire in it.