Tuesday, December 8, 2015

Homewrecker Incorporated: Cover Reveal and Giveaway

Title: Homewrecker Incorporated
Author: S. Simone Chavous
Release Date: Jan 5, 2016
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Without love, marriage is just business. At least that’s what Claudia Mason tells the women who seek her firm’s unique services. With wealthy husbands who see their wedding rings as meaningless pieces of jewelry, they trust Claudia to do whatever is necessary to gather the hard evidence needed to shatter an ironclad prenup. 
 
She is the best in the business and has yet to meet a mark she couldn’t get the goods on— solidifying her belief that no man can be trusted. After landing a client who is her ticket to retirement, she is on top of the world. Until a chance encounter with Greyston Michaels turns her carefully controlled world upside down.
 
Greyston shows Claudia a part of herself she thinks she’s lost, making her question everything she believes about men—and love. But in Claudia's world, following her heart is bad for business. And business is everything.
 
 
 
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I looked up and all of the composure I’d worked so hard to regain melted away. A few yards behind me, staring at me in the reflective glass, was a man who made my heart stop. My breath hitched and I was paralyzed as my mind raced for the appropriate response to Gregory Michaels’ unexpected appearance. Whatever mutiny my body staged against my mind wasn’t the response I was hoping for. By some miracle, the door opened in front of me, breaking the spell.
 
An average-looking man in a nondescript business suit held the door, waiting politely for me to pass through. In a daze, I shuffled in and spun around to find Mr. Michaels standing in the same spot, still looking at me. I knew he couldn’t see me through the dark glass, but that didn’t lessen the impact of his gaze. He walked toward the door, his expression intent, purposeful. I struggled to take a step back, as if some invisible force pulled me toward him. I’d never felt anything like it before, so I did the only reasonable thing I could think of.
 
I ran.
 
The ladies restroom was just a few yards away so I ducked inside.
 
What. The. Fuck? I leaned against the door of the woman’s bathroom. That wasn’t me out there. Men didn’t have that effect on me; I had it on them. I was always in control. Every step I’d taken regarding men for as long as I could remember was part of a well laid out plan. Until that moment.
 
I pulled the door just enough to peer through the crack. My pulse thudded in my ears. Looking at him, completely uninhibited by the risk of discovery, it was impossible to deny my attraction to him. The flush of my skin and the fluttering in my stomach gave it away all too well.
 
Gregory Michaels scanned the lobby, looking for something, or someone. Knowing in my bones what he was looking for was me pleased me far more than it should have. Ignoring the temptation to exit and let him find me, I kept watching. He approached the desk manned by two security officers.
 
“Oh! Excuse me!” the woman entering the bathroom nearly shouted.
 
I jumped back, my hand over my chest. The surprise flooded me with an extra dose of adrenaline as if my senses weren’t already on high alert. Still holding the door open, she studied me for a moment before looking over her shoulder back into the lobby. Turning back to me, she giggled with a knowing expression and stepped through the doorway.
 
“He has that effect,” she said, moving past me as the door closed.
 
Thank God the door blocked me from view. I smiled at her unashamed. Under different circumstances I would have openly appreciated Gregory Michaels with any nearby woman, or man for that matter, who had the use of their eyes. Blindness was surely the only defense against that kind of appeal.
 
“Is that Mr. Michaels?” I played dumb. There was no doubt who he was. I’d spent more time than was necessary looking at pictures of him for my research. None of that research prepared me for my body’s reaction to him
 
She raised her eyebrows.
 
“Oh, this is your first time seeing him in person. I would tell you it gets easier, but I’ve worked here for over a year and still get nervous around him.”
 
I could understand why.
 
I shrugged, smiling at her in the mirror.
 
“Thanks for the heads-up. I’m interviewing to replace his administrative assistant.”
 
“Lucky you! I thought they were looking to fill that position internally.” She extended her hand. “I’m Stacy, accounting department. You better watch out. More than one of your new coworkers will be pissed if you get the job.”
 
It sounded like a joke, but the look in her eyes told me she was serious.
 
“Claudia, Claudia Winston,” I replied as we shook hands. The last name from my childhood felt strange on my lips.
 
I’d decided to use my real first name for the job, considering I was working at home and there was always the possibility of running into someone who knew me. People don’t typically shout out last names when they bump into acquaintances on the street, and even if they did, a new last name was much easier to explain away.
Winston was my father’s last name. I legally changed my last name to my mother’s maiden name after she died. It was another way to cut my father, Robert, out of my life.
 
Apart from my name, the rest of my identity was entirely fake. Bridget created a false work history, school transcripts, and credit report under a recycled social security number, which I then used to rent a small one-bedroom apartment a few blocks from my real one. Bridget ensured everything was in place for me to pass the intense background check G&G’s human resources department would run if I was considered for the position.
 
“Unfortunately, the yummy Mr. Michaels is only for looking at. He’s happily married to a gorgeous saint of a woman,” Stacy said before reapplying her lipstick in the mirror.
 
I contained my sarcastic laugh. Forget that his wife hired me to seduce him and was considering divorce, the way he’d looked at me told me in no uncertain terms his marriage was far from happy. Poor Elsa. Guilt tugged at the corners of my mind. Another odd feeling for me. Clearly meeting my mark’s wife had more of an impact than I’d anticipated.
 
“Good to know.”
 
I glanced at the door, wondering if the coast was clear. Of course the goal was for me to meet him, and his initial reaction to me was far better than I could have hoped for. The problem was my initial reaction to him. I needed to be in control. It had to be on my terms. After all, he was just another job. He was just another job. It didn’t hurt to remind myself a second time.
 
“Well, I guess I’ll see you around.” Stacy headed for the door.
 
I held my breath, waiting for a glimpse into the lobby from my safe vantage point.
With no sign of Mr. Michaels, I moved closer to the exit to get a better look before the door closed. He was gone as far as I could tell. I only had a few minutes before my meeting with Janet, so it was now or never. Inhaling deeply, I slung my bag over my shoulder and stood tall.
 
I strode over to the security desk, using every ounce of the acting skills I possessed to maintain a facade of self-assurance.
 
“Hi.” I smiled at the Mack truck of a security guard. “I’m Claudia Winston here to see Mrs. Janet Peterson.”
 
He flashed a cocky grin, reminding me of Mr. Fantastic from Florida.
 
“Go on through, um, Ms. Winston,” he said, taking an obvious peek at my left hand.
Stepping through the gate, I consciously told my feet to take each step toward the elevator. How the hell was I supposed to sit through an interview, knowing a man who’d evoked such a tempest of emotion in me was somewhere close by? I whispered prayers as I walked, unsure if they were to keep him away or bring him to me.
 
When the elevator doors parted, it seemed they must have been the latter.
 
“Going up?” Mr. Michaels said, a half smile smug on his face as he leaned against the wall. His head tilted forward and his warm honey-colored eyes glinted through long lashes.
 
Fuck. Me.
 
 
 
S. Simone Chavous is contemporary and paranormal romance author. Her debut trilogy, The Fate Series, has been a best seller in the paranormal romance category. When she isn't writing, she enjoys reading, sketching, cooking, and spending time with family. She lives in northern Indiana with her boyfriend, two beautiful daughters, and their rambunctious vizsla.
 
To learn more about S. Simone, please visit: www.ssimonechavous.com or connect with her on Facebook at www.facebook.com/ssimonechavous.
 
 
 
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Friday, August 28, 2015

Banned Books - Commentary by Laurie Schultz

I have noticed a disturbing trend in the news lately of helicopter parents attempting to ban books from being taught in certain schools. In some cases, these individuals and groups have gone so far as to try and have the books removed from school libraries all together, often making them unavailable, not only to their student, but to all students. Most recently in the news, the books Of Mice and Men by Steinbeck, The Kite Runner by Hosseini and 19 Minutes by Picoult. The worst part of these attempts of blatant censhorship, is listening to why these books were banned. In the case of Steinbeck's Of Mice and Men, one self- appointed literary critic said that "it wasn't particularly well written and it was hardly a page turner". What the hell does she want these children to read? Twilight? Further, she and others expressed concerned about the "filthy language" in the book. ( I've read it - recently- and really didn't see that as an area of concern). Clearly this paragon of virtue hasn't been on the school bus with her little darling lately. I can assure you that every teenager in this country has, AT LEAST, heard worse. In North Carolina, where Kite Runner was banned, some ideological zealot wanted the rape scene and all those scenes demeaning to women removed BEFORE it could be taught. Well, if you were to take all that out of the text, what the hell would be the bloody point of teaching it at all?? This book is about life in other parts of the world - parts where women are still treated as chattel or worse. The point of the book is to show that. It's a book about redemption. Without the horrible scenes, without the cruelty, there is no redemption and there is no understanding. Clearly, for at least one person in North Carolina, understanding is apparently impossible anyway. And finally, 19 Minutes by Jodi Picoult banned in Massachusetts of all places. This book is about a school shooting. How much more timely and relevant could it possibly be? Parent's wanted it banned because there is a date rape scene in the book. Heaven forbid we should teach our children about things that CAN and DO happen when they make poor choices. These kinds of things are especially important to teach and to discuss - in a safe environment - so hopefully, God forbid - your child even finds themselves in a similar situation, they know what to do and what not to do. Heaven forbid we teach our children to read books to make them question themselves and the world around them. We certainly shouldn't teach them to expand their world view or prepare them for a world that largely lacks understanding, empathy and love. Arming our children is the only way to protect them. And no I don't mean with guns. I mean with Knowledge, Tolerance and Love. Banning books.... I know it's something that has always happened, but honestly, I thought we were all big enough people to move beyond this, If you don't like a book's subject matter, don't buy it - and dont' read it but don't allow you're closed mind to take away someone else's opportunity to expand their own horizons.

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Friday, July 17, 2015

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Sunday, May 17, 2015

Heartache by Danielle Allen



Roman Harper is known for being three things:

A talented artist…

A charismatic loner…

And most notably, an unintentional heartbreaker.

Even though he doesn’t mean for women to fall in love with him, Roman Harper has left a string of broken hearts in his wake.  But after a lie tore his world apart eight years ago, Roman doesn’t let anyone get too close to him. Sex is sex and love is…completely out of the question.  Using the past as motivation, Roman pours his heart out onto his canvas.  His heartache inspires some of his best work. And at twenty-eight years old, his art is finally getting the recognition that he’s always desired. But when Roman wakes up on the morning after his successful event with no recollection of who left the cryptic message on his bathroom mirror, everything changes.






Releasing May 21!
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I am a married event planner and life coach.  My awesome friends and family and my amazing husband make my life sweet.  I love to have fun and enjoy the life I’ve been blessed with.  I love shopping and football with equal fervor.  I’m an amateur movie critic (i.e. my husband and I watch and critique a lot of movies for fun). I love to read and I enjoy sharing my love of books with anyone who will listen. I love music. A good lyric with a good melody can paint a vivid picture and invoke such a range of emotions. I have a soft spot for most mediums of creative, artistic expression.

With degrees in psychology, human services, and marriage and family counseling, I have a unique perspective on life, love and the pursuit of happiness.   As an author, I combine an active imagination and life experiences to create stories that are easily relatable and intentionally intriguing.  I want to offer you a peek into someone else’s life and for you to get lost in their story, their trials, their triumphs.  My ultimate goal is to create a character or a story that stays with you long after you’ve put the book down.

In a nutshell, I am a Romance Novelist, Life Coach, Event Planner, Teacher, Karaoke Singer, and Professional Hugger.