The Softer Side of Alie...

In here we love Contemporary & Historical Romance...
We Don't just write it...but we read it as well. So stay for a spell, see what we have to offer...you just might find something to make your night...


Wednesday, December 28, 2016

Reviews...reviews...reviews...

The Softer Side of Alie... 
Home of Sexy Multicultural Romance...


Hey Everyone!!!




The name of the game is reviews!


This month and next we'll be offering free books for reviews.

Basically all you have to do is visit any of our websites and blogs...

www.aureleparker.blogspot.com

www.alexandriainfante.blogspot.com
www.alieinfante.blogspot.com

Choose the book that you want 48 titles to choose from..Paranormal to Historical... then email us your choice @ multiculturalromancelatina@gmail.com                        


We're attempting to garner more reviews for Alexandria Infante and Aurele Parker. @ least 50 each lol.

So if you'd like to help us out and get a free book too, then come on ova! ;)
So, you get the freebie of your choice this month/next month...and all you have to do is tell us what you want...then leave a review on Amazon!
You can also check the news letter to see the new and upcoming releases...encase there is something you want there ;)
https://www.smore.com/04mge

Saturday, October 29, 2016

And Let the Games Re-Begin!!!

The Softer Side of Alie... 
Home of Sexy Multicultural Romance...




Hay Hay Hay!!!!
Come Join us!



Free Reads from now until December...(Your Choice)

Simply go through the blog, read the snippets...then email us your choice (sorry only one book per reader (kindle addresses only). 

Say Hi; Tell us a little about you, why you love Romance, if you have ever read an Alexandria or Alie Infante Book...and that's it!

Not only do you get a free read in any genre you chose...but you get entered to win awesome Prizes in December! 

Lots of Awesome Games Starting Dec 1st
& Mega Prize giveaways every week in December!

So Come Join Us!

You can read our news letter @ https://www.smore.com/j51s9-alexandria-aurele-s-news-letter

Monday, September 26, 2016

Games Update...

The Softer Side of Alie... 
Home of Sexy Multicultural Romance...





Readers...readers...readers...
The Games have Begun...


So Jenny Ipp (my PA) just text me to let me know that we're having issues with the sites .
Check out the News Letter to get info on the blogs and how the games will be played. For readers signed up for the news letter, you will receive an updated version some time tonight.
The games have already begun, so make sure you head over there for this week's prize info.

So,
what we're going to do is have you post your answers on my FaceBook Author page instead; (https://www.facebook.com/Alexandria-Infante-199915416719374/)
However, you will have to actually like the page before you can comment...at least I think LOL.

Each week readers can log onto the blogs here to get that week's challenge. Follow the instructions...then post your comments on the Author Page for Alexandria Infante (https://www.facebook.com/Alexandria-Infante-199915416719374/).
This goes for both Aurele Parker and I.
Her challagens are a bit more risque lol, since she is an Erotic romance author lol!

Please contact either me, Aurele Parker or Jenny Ipp if you have any questions @ Multiculturalromancelatina@gmail.com
Go forth and play!

Examples of This week's Gift...from Me!


Sunday, September 25, 2016

Yes!!! Finally!

The Softer Side of Alie... 
Home of Two Sides of OPA!



And Let the Games Begin!!!




For our First Game....

This week starting; September 26th 2016
For a Chance to Win this Week's Fall Gift Basket....(winners will be chosen every Sunday)
You have an entire week to post...to get your pics in...and just have some fun with it!


Your Task:

Post a Picture of you Reading an Alexandria or Alie Infante Contemporary or Historical Romance.
However, very studiously...
We want to see the serious side of you!

Att:
Post all pictures in the comment section of this thread. ;)
Let's have some fun!!!

Monday, September 12, 2016

Game Delays...

The Softer Side of Alie...
Home of Chef's Like it Hot!

So sorry my lovelies!




Relocated from New York back to California, and with obtaining a new job, car, house ect...it has been crazy! 

 Let the Games 

Begin!!!    
Starting Sept 25th 2016
Lots of  Giveaways...
Free Prizes...Free Ebooks...Print and much much more!

So stop on by our blogs!

If you haven't signed up for our email 
News letter... simply email us 
@ Multiculturalromancelatina@gmail.com...

tell us you want to inter the fun...and that's it! But I promise I will begin them next week, so stay tuned.

Thursday, August 25, 2016

Hay hay hay!

The Softer Side of Alie...
Home of Chef's Like it Hot!

So hey everyone!



We're getting ready for the games, so we want to do a little tester.
Please post a comment...your pic...and where you're from, so that we can get a feel on how the site is going to act on the day the games begin.

I'm not sure what's going on with the subscribe button, but we have members...so it has to work.
Please just try again, and if it doesn't contact either me...Jenny IP or Mini @
Multiculturalromancelatina@gmail.com and let us know.

In order to play the games, you'll have to have subscribed to the blog, so that we have an email record of your post...so please do that a.s.a.p.
Thanks!
Also, don't forget to post on this thread.

Thursday, August 18, 2016

Just a Lil Note...

The Softer Side of Alie
Home of Prince Antov...



Just a little note:


With the awesome games coming soon, if we do not have your email address...sorry but you will not be allowed to play (Mini's Rules...not mine)

We will be picking random emails during the games...so if we don't have yours...then you can't win!

If you do not want to be on our news letter, simply email us stating that you do not want to recieve the news letter, but we can keep your email.

That way you can still win!

Wednesday, August 17, 2016

Come Play With Us!!!

The Softer Side of Alie...
Home of A Queen Among Thieves...


📣Readers...Readers...Readers!!!!


Starting  Sept 5, 2016 📆
We'll begin the games ⚽ on our blogs💻...and websites; with our first holiday giveaway being🔧 Labor Day...
(For those of you who belong to All things Alie...we will be closing the group at the end of this month; and maybe even our paranormal romance group too😂).
We'll have all sorts of games...with prizes🎁 ranging from Amazon Gift Cards💳...Body Works baskets🎀...to Free Print Books📖 ect...and awesome gifts and prizes from the coming holiday seasons🎃🎄🎊. (We seriously can't wait for Halloween!🎃)
So if you haven't sighed up for our maling list...📑 or you did...but haven't received our news letter 📰 yet ...ya better catch🏃 Jenny IP 💁now before the games 🏀begin! (Sometimes we may  select winners by emails for random mid game gifts)
To see Our Newest News Letter...
https://www.smore.com/8hfae-alexandria-s-bi-weekly-news-letter

To join our email mail list...
Multiculturalromancelatina@gmail.com
The games will go up on each of the blogs and websites Sept 4th 2016. We will pick one winner from each; so you have six chances to win 😉

Saturday, August 13, 2016

Going Fast...

The Softer Side of Alie...
The Home of Grave Reviews; Coco...


Hey all!



Hurry hurry!!!

You have two days left to get this month's freebies!
Simply subscribe and follow the blog and they're yours👄
Just a little gift from us...💜💙💚💛👌
Or for the more direct route...simply follow the blog; then email us at Multiculturalromancelatina@gmail.com

Unfortunately,
Sometimes it can take days for us to get the post from the blogs...

Snippets snippets snippets...

The Softer Side of Alie...
Home of A Socttish Lullaby...



Hey all!

It is disgustedly hot here in NYC!
I have no ac, because they don't have central air and heating!
Whose barberic idea was that!
Anyway...
Thought I'd post a lil snippet from one of my upcoming books...lol...hope you enjoy...

Coming soon..

Fortis Fortuna Adiuvat;
Fortune Favors the Bold...

Chapter One…
Tealeaf Pockets Coffee House…
Brooklyn…

I sighed as I looked at the computer screen. 
My deadline was over a week ago, and for some fricken reason; I just couldn’t think of an ending to this book, that wouldn’t be some “Notebook,” cheesy ending.
I loved what I do, but sometimes there was a fine line between Romance...and Cheesiness.
I sighed again, motioned to the server to refill my tea, then squared my shoulders. 
I was going to finish this fucking book if it killed me!
Glancing up from the screen something out the window caught my eye. 
My eyes widened, and I merely gaped at his awesomeness.
There before me, was the hottest man I had ever seen, unlocking the trunk on a black B.M.W.
I watched intently as he removed his shirt, then perked up loving all the goodness I was witnessing.
However, what struck me as strange, was the fact that he suddenly changed into a dress shirt, tie and suit coat right there on the street. He reached into the trunk, glanced around, then stuck something into his waist behind his back and my brows rose.
I was hood enough to know that it was probably a glock. He retrieved a briefcase, closed the trunk, glanced around again, then caught my eye.
I gasped wide-eyed; he frowned, then turned and walked the other way.
Now common sense would have told a normal sane person to look the other way and forget about what they just witnessed, but I think it’s quite evident that I am 
1. not nearly as sane as I claim…and 2. too fucking nosey for my own good. 
I closed my laptop, threw some bills on the table, then hurried out of the coffee shop. 
I caught a glimpse of him turning the corner, hurried to catch up, then crept around the corner following him.
I drew up short hissing, because it was an alleyway.
“Shit!” I hissed again, immediately began to backtrack, when I felt the press of a gun in my back.
“Have ye never heard the sayin love, “Curiosity Killed the Cat?” He commented dryly, and I felt my heart drop to my feet.
Before I could respond, shots rang out; he shoved me to the ground, returned fire, then rose snatching me to my feet.
I had to run twice as fast just to keep up with him, all the while dodging bullets.
He shoved me into some little cubby hole, then squeezed in nearly on top of me, and I gasped up at him wide-eyed.
“As beautiful as ye are I would completely fancy a shagging, however now is not the time.” He barked, I glared at him, then attempted to shove him off of me; when he placed his hand over my mouth.
I immediately began to struggle, when he removed his hand and replaced it with his lips.
I felt that kiss resonate in areas that had been long neglected, moaned before I could control it, and he drew back grinning.
He then commenced to back out of the cubby hole pulling me with him.
He raised the glock, looked around, but there was no one there.
I jerked my hand from him taking a step back from him, and he frowned.
“Seems ye not only mucked up my job, but ye let him get away. Come on.” He declared, reached for my hand, when I shook my head taking even more steps back glaring up at him.
“Hell no, I have no clue who the fuck you are; not to mention, the piece isn’t gaining you any favors!”
“If ye want to continue breathing, then ye had best do as I say. Ye just fucked us six ways to Sunday, and Glover saw ye following me I’m sure. So as of this moment; it’s lark about with me, or never make it to morning.” He stated, and I gasped up at him.
All of a sudden the handsomeness of his face hit me.
Dark sable hair to his shoulders, at least three days scruff on his face, and piercing aqua colored eyes.
“But…”
“No buts, now!” He spat, then dragged me off.
I realized at that moment, that instead of an ending for my book, I just might have come up with an ending to my life!
We were back at the black B.M.W. he shoved me into the passenger’s seat, then peeled out as I heard screeching tires.
“Fucking shite!” he spat, then slammed a button on the console.
“Tis me Kitteridge, I need ye mate, like yesterday!” he shouted, someone on the other line laughed, then gave him a series of numbers.
I gasped as more gun shots rang out, he pushed my head down, then spun around a corner, the car raising to two wheels as I screamed.
‘Stay low lovie, or that beautiful face of yers will be plastered all over my passenger’s seat!” he hissed as I tried to rise as he hit another corner.
After about 15minutes of a harrowing chase, the car suddenly screeched to a stop, he jumped out, then snatched me from the car.
“ Look 007, or whoever the fuck you are, I’m done!” I yelled, and he had the nerve to laugh.
“Sure thin sweetcakes, here’s Larsen now.” He laughed, then jerked me towards an approaching S.U.V.
I immediately began to struggle.
Every fucking spy movie that I had ever watched told me that Black S.U.Vs spelled trouble, that I was likely not to come out of.
I gasped as I felt his fingers at my neck, than immediately crumbled. 
That was all she wrote for me.
Adin sighed as he swept her up into his arms.
Gorgeous…but bother he could not deal with right now.
A nosey bint was the last thing he needed.
“And does Cummings know MI6 is playing in his back yard?” Noah laughed shaking his head.
“The C.I.A having no notion of me, why that is completely inept.” Adin laughed.
“And that is?” Noah frowned as he nodded to the unconscious woman in his arms.
“Although a right peach from the looks of her, bother I don’t need right now.”
“And I’m supposed to what?” Noah wailed, and Adin laughed.
“ If nothing else protect her. I’m on a plane in five minutes after Jimenez!” Adin cried, and Noah frowned.
“ From what? Why can’t you just take her back to where you got her from?” Noah grumbled, and Adin sighed.
“ Because she’s a nosey lil bint, who caught me changing for my meet with Carlo, followed me, and now he knows what she looks like. I can’t stay to watch over her, so I need someone I can trust!”
“Fine, three days Adin, and I mean it. If you’re not back, I’m turning her over to my bosses.”
“ Bloody fine. Now take her, I’m off.” He said, then shoved the woman into Noah’s arms.
Noah stood there frowning as he watched Adin drive off.
He looked down on the woman, and his brow rose.
Well shit, he wasn’t kidding, she was beautiful!
And Noah automatically knew, she spelled trouble!

Thursday, August 11, 2016

What's Happening...

The Softer Side of Alie....
Home of Into the Groove...


Well Hey!



Just dropping in to remind you of the freebies this month.
You have until the 15th of August to get your free copies for the month.
Beginning September 15, we will begin the games for the season, so if you haven't subscribed to either the blogs or the websites... ye'd best get crackin ;)
We'll be offering from Free Print copies...to Massively Themed Gifts...Gift Cards...to series Tee-Shirts!
We'll also be dropping Five new titles in November...so you may get one hot off the presses!
Just a bit of appreciation to both New and Old readers.
We invite you into our world...and hope you stay.

Alie Out ;)

Wednesday, August 10, 2016

WTH!!!!!

The Softer Side of Alie...
Home of Chef's Like it Hot!







So...


Still having site issues, they can't figure why it isn't letting anyone subscribe!
And frankly its pissing me off!

So if you are looking for this month's freebies...
Napoleon's Gift & Box This...

Then what you'll have to do until we get it fixed is email us directly for your free copy.
We're not doing Amazon, because we aren't a part of the kindle select program.

Simply email us at multiculturalromancelatina@gmail.com tell us which book you want, and we'll get it right out to you in mobie form.

Thanks Guys for bearing with us. Hopefully the problem will be fixed this week!

Alie...

Friday, August 5, 2016

Site Issues...bear with us

The Softer Side of Alie...
Home of Two Sides of Opa!








So,
seems we're having a bit of trouble with the darn links!
We've informed the admins of the sites, so let's hope that works.

As for collecting your freebies this month lol, you can just email us @ multiculturalromancelatina@gmail.com and inform us as to which book you want, and we'll get it out to you until the sites are fixed.

As well, by emailing us, it automatically enters you for our mailing list...giveaways...prizes...freebies...and so much more.

Hope to hear from you all ;)

Wednesday, August 3, 2016

News Letter

The Softer Side of Alie...
Home of Okay...so...I... Love Ye...


 



Hello hello!
Dropping in to do a lil update.

It's official!
We launched our first ever news letter!
Each month we'll let you guys in on freebies...gifts...prizes and much more.
Simply post your email...or message it to us and you're in like Flynn!

To subscribe just head over to one of the websites, click the contact button, state mail list, and if you didn't get your free book...with your email and you're all good.

Just a lil appreciation to our loyal readers!♡♡♡
And don't forget about the freebies this month!☆☆☆



Friday, July 29, 2016

Freebies!!!

The Softer Side of Alie...
Home of Into the Groove...



Don't Forget!


This month we're offering Box This...from my Older Women/ Younger Men series

& Napoleon's Gift...both free till Aug 15th!

Simply Subscribe to my website ( for contemporary: www.contemporarylove.webs.com)

(for historical: www.alieinfante.webs.com) click the contact button to send me your email and which book you want)...and its all yours ;) 

♡♡♡

Just a lil author appreciation for both new and old readers☆☆☆









Thursday, July 28, 2016

Snippet Thursday!!!!

The Softer Side of Alie...
Home of Mendacity...

Snippet Thursday!
Catch a snippet of our newest in the works...
Title: So NOT a fan!
Coming soon...


Chapter One…
Entertainment
News Room




“Look Bob, I am sure that there are any number of entertainment journalist in the building who would jump at the chance to interview him!” I wailed, my boss frowned, then shook his head.
“I’m sure there are, but they aren’t as objective. I want the meat, the fuel behind this feud, his music, his personal life…and anyone else will simply just be too enamored by who he is to get to the true story.”
“But I hate this shit Bob! I am a full fledge journalist! This is basic intern shiza, and I resent the fact that you’re forcing me to do this!” I yelled, several of the people in the outer office looked our way, when Bob sighed, then frowned.
“Do I need to pull the rank card Cyrine?” He hissed, I gasped wide-eyed, glared at him, then snatched up the assignment storming from his office.
“He’s at his penthouse suites now, and has agreed to a two o clock interview!” He yelled after me, I paused, looked at my watch, then growled.
That would give me a half hour to come up with some hard hitting questions.
I hated Rap, the rap world, and everything it stood for in the 21st century.
I couldn’t even remember the last time I listened to anything but old school, so that’s what pissed me off the most.
I was more prone to RunDmc, Pac, Big Daddy Kane, Digital Underground, Dougie Doug, KRS1; old skool that had some value to it. 
Yet, I was a bit privy to Eminem, Drake and a bit of Lil Wayne. Most of the shit they put out today was just that; so it pissed me off to no end that Bob would force me to interview some rapper.
This was all Jose’s ground!
He glared at me as I passed his desk.
“What the fuck Joe, you know I don’t want this shit!” I snapped, he sighed, then realized who it was being forced to do the story.
Everyone in the office knew I hated Rap and Hip-hop.
And why?
Because I felt like it had no integrity anymore.
Here I was doing some write up on some stupid ass feud between a White rapper called Kid Trice, and a Latino one called Yamal.
I guess I could be thankful for small favors though; because he hadn’t pulled the race card and given me Yamal. 
Which a few of the hidden racist editors here do. 
Anytime there is a “Black story…or a Latino” story, I was the first person they came running to.
I’m just like wtf!
Just because I’m Costa Rican, African-American and Arabic, doesn’t fucking mean that the piece should automatically go to fucking me!
People would never realize how racist the media industry was, from print to film.
I motioned to Kelly; he frowned, then sighed as he drew out his press pass.
“Fuck, and here I thought I’d at least get to fucking eat lunch!” He moaned, and I sighed.
“Me too, but he’s forcing me to do the interview, so we best head out.”
“Where we going anyway?”
“59th and Lexington Ave.” I sighed, and his brows rose.
“Who’s that?” He countered as we both hopped into the news van.
“Some Rapper dude named Kid Trice.” I spat, he gasped, then grinned from ear to ear.
“STFU! Seriously?” He cried with glee, and I rolled my eyes.
“Yes Kelly him.”
“Seriously, you have a problem with this?” He cried shocked, and I glared at him.
“Of course I fucking do, I didn’t go to NYU’s top journalism school to interview fucking rappers.” I snapped, his face scrunched up, then he glared at me.
“Wow…racist much.”
“I am not racist! Are you fucking serious? How is hating on rappers racist?”
“Yes you are. And it is! You assume that we’re all a bunch of stereotypical gangsters and wanna be’s!” He cried, and I laughed hysterically as he pulled on to Lexington Ave.
“This coming from the upper middle class white boy.” I laughed, and he glared at me.
“You are so fucking stuck up Cyrine, I swear! What, some rapper break your heart before you became so sadidy? Were you a B gurl who never got any play?” He snapped, I laughed even more, but then noticed that he was serious.
“First off, fuck you Kelly; I was just kidding about the white boy crack. Second, I am not stuck up; I just think more in the world should matter besides some fucking rapper’s feud, their bling, or who they’re fucking, no matter their “Color or Race.”
“Which obviously shows that you’ve never actually listened to his music. It’s a combo piece like Drake. And if you don’t like his raping, I’m sure you’d like his singing voice; but you’re just fucking dissing it for whatever reason. I swear, if you liked nothing else on his album, you’d love Shadowed Nights!” He hissed back, then drove into the parking lot.
“Yea…cuz it’s so influential.” I laughed; Kelly shook his head, then just glared at me.
“Whatever Cyrine…but could you try to show a little respect, even if it isn’t your thing. Some of us actually think the dude is amazing and heartfelt.” He cautioned, I sighed, then gave him a look conceding.
“Fine…whatever.”
I mumbled as we passed through security, were given ID badges, then rode the elevator up.
As it dinged at the top floor, the doors opened to reveal a passel of security, and I was at that moment looking up into the chocolate face of the meanest looking giant of a body guard I had ever seen in my life.
Cyrine Kassab…NYC Beats Magazine.” I squeaked showing my press badge wide-eyed, he nodded, then motioned us in.
We were checked again, and I sighed as I saw the groupies hanging about in nearly naked attire, dudes who appeared to be more on the block, than in a hotel suite; and as the leggy blond made towards us I sighed and tried to hide my disdain. 
“Mr. McCannon will see you now.” She nearly purred at Kelly, I rolled my eyes, then sighed.
“Who?” I questioned, Kelly rolled his eyes too, and she frowned.
“Damn Cyrine, you don’t even know his name?” He wailed, and I simply sighed trying not to laugh.
Kelly McFiggis was a very handsome man, by any woman’s standards. 
33, 6’2, well toned body, awesome green eyes and I loved the goatee, because it caused his eyes to stand out even more. However, I silently laughed to myself at her provocation, because Kelly was strictly African-American women.
“Aaah, yea, thanks.” I said, motioned for Kelly to start rolling, turned my press badge around, then turned towards the camera.
“Hey everyone, guess what! We’re hanging out with Kid Trice today here in Upper Manhattan, and well we wanted you guys to get first look.” I said, and I swear the people in that room, hallway, and patio swarmed us, cheering, attempting to get their faces into the camera as Kelly began panning the suites.
I swear, people were nothing but media whores and sluts nowadays.
“Yes…yes…y’all…popin beats and spittin rhymes with the one and only Trizice! All for your entertainment!” Kelly suddenly turned the camera on himself, said his schpill, and I gave him brows as he turned the camera onto some of the groupies.
Well damn, who knew he had skills!
One of the skanks noticed him, and I held my hand up shaking my head warding her off.
“Not your type, move along.” I stated waving her off like a peasant, she glared at me, drew herself up, and I looked at her like she was stupid.
“Don’t let the clothes fool you trick, 125th all…damn…day. Traemelo.” Bring it I returned, she glared some more, then moved back to where her friends were.
I supported Kelly in his endeavor of African-American women, hell, I was elated in the fact that he saw women of color as beautiful…but there were skanks in every race; and I’d be damned if I would let him get used by some trick, giving all woman of color a bad name.
Kelly shook his head laughing as he noticed the exchange, then nodded towards the publicist as she motioned for us to follow her.

Music 
Room…


As we entered the largely spaced out room, I sighed at its beauty.
I was actually surprised, because I figured it would be full of groupies, lots of alcohol, hype men, and the normal entourage of a rapper.
But it was completely empty of that, save the piano, cello and guitar.
I sighed, because I played the cello in college.
I noticed the one lone guy sitting on the floor in a pair of dark blue denim jeans, a white tee and barefoot; I drew up short, completely astounded.
The tousled dark blonde hair and upper body I had roamed so many times that I had committed it to memory, as well as the large hands. Everything I had tried to forget for the last ten years was there seated on the floor right before me.
He looked up from the sheet music, and I stopped dead in my tracks gasping as those familiar grey eyes pinned me, and he did as well.
“Grey?” I whispered, and he rose, the shock evident on his face.
“Cy?” He returned, I felt my heart slam into my chest, turned on my heel and ran from the room.
“Fucking shit! Cy!” He yelled, then took out after me.
The people in the outer hallway moved out of my way as I came barreling down on them.
I snatched open the door, sprinted for the elevator, and just as it opened he caught me.
“Got damn it Cyrine! Just listen!” He yelled as he attempted to control my struggling form.
“To what Grey!” I screamed near to sobbing and struggled all the more.
He suddenly lifted me, slammed us both into the wall, and I moaned despite myself as his lips crushed mine.
For two seconds I forgot about the pain, seized his face, deepened the kiss, burying my fingers in his hair.
“I love ye! Fuck! I neva stopped!” He hissed, there was a collective gasp in the hallway, and we both looked towards his suites.
The entire house was in the hallway…and fuck if there wasn’t an overabundance of cell phones filming the entire thing.
“Put me down Grey.” I commanded quietly, he groaned, then placed me on my feet.
“We’re not done Cy.” He snapped, I snatched my hand from him, walked into the elevator, then swiped at the tears on my face.
“Yes…we…are.” I said as the doors closed.
“Fuck!” Grey yelled, punched the elevator, ran his fingers through his hair, then walked a complete circle.
He looked up as Kelly walked up to him grinning.
“Now…I completely understand her.” He laughed, and Grey frowned.
“We’ll have to reschedule.” He said, Kelly nodded, but his grin spread even wider.
“Shadowed Nights?” Kelly asked nodding towards the elevator; Grey gasped, then nodded grinning slightly.
“Aaah yea, Cy has always left an impression.”
“Yup she has. So yea, just call Bob. Oh and here.” He said as he handed Trice the card.
“An this is?” Grey asked, and Kelly laughed out right then as the elevator doors opened again, and he stepped in heaving his camera to his shoulder.
“Her address.” He winked; Gray’s breath caught, then he threw his head back laughing.
“Thanks dude.” He said, they shook hands, the doors closed, and Grey walked off promising this time around; nothing would come between them...

Monday, July 25, 2016

Freebies this Month...

Softer Side of Alie...
Home of Chef's Like it Hot...





 



Freebie This Month...
Box This!

From My Older Women/Younger Men Series

What do you need to do?
Simply Subscribe to the Blog...and it's yours free!








Sunday, July 24, 2016

Coming Soon...

The Softer Side of Alie
Home of Into the Groove...


Hey Everyone!






Just wanted to give  a heads up on what's coming next for me and Mini.

We'll be closing out the years with Six new Contemporary Romances and Two new IR Historical Romances.

The historical aspect is a very strenuous, and research detailed job. It usually takes us about six months to write one because of it; so we've decided that we will only do two a year. Those won't come out until the end of the year, sometime in December.


Not to mention, we just don't get the fandom like we do with the other genres.


Sooo,

Coming in October...

Older Women/ Younger Men series...

*For Now*

Suspense Romance series...

*Grave Reviews Jeremy*

Contemporary Wit Flava...

*Fortis Fortuna Adiuvat: fortune favors the bold*
*Catered Lies*
*Chef's Like it Hot; Catered to Order*
*So NOT a Fan*








Hey My Lovelies...

Multicultural Contemporary Romance wit Some Sizzle...
Home of My Russian's Heart Knows Best...




Well hey everyone!

Working hard on the new books.
We'll be releasing six new titles in October...
and boy am I having fun writing them!

We finally finished the Paranormals...and for you readers out there who like ...love PNR...you can head on over to the other blog if you want to check them out.
I promise you'll love them!

Also...
We'll be releasing two new Historicals for Christmas...so we'll put up some snippets soon ;)
Alie out...

Friday, May 27, 2016

This Weeks Gust Author Spotlight!!!!

The Softer Side of Alie…
The Home of Grave Reviews; Coco...

Hey Everyone!

Got some Guest Authors for you this Week!
Give an Awesome Welcome to Author

Stella Eromonsere-Ajanaku


                                She's decided to do a character interview...so that readers can get to know her characters a bit better!

             Character Interview of Adaora Dike from Wild Whispers
In your own words, please introduce yourself to our readers?
Hello readers, I’m Adaora Dike, a cheeky and friendly Nigerian woman but my best friend thinks I’m a cry baby. With brown skin, dark eyes and full curves, I turned twenty-seven on April 30th. I think I hide my emotions well…at least most of the time. Before tragedy stuck, I owned an Art Gallery in Abuja. At the moment, I live alone in the woods in Dagor Village in South-South Nigeria and I’m happy with who I am.
Good to meet you, Adaora. I hear life has thrown you a few curved balls, how do you cope with the quiet in the woods?
There is nothing that has happened to me that is uncommon to a woman. Life is full of ups and downs and I just get on with it because I’m a survivor. The great thing about living in the woods is not the peace and quiet but the mixture of nature’s raw beauty and diverse sounds. The cock crow wakes me up like clockwork each morning, the humming sounds of various birds and insects plus the drumbeat of rain water hitting the ground combine to keep me grounded.
Adaora, you have no trace of bitterness and you sound so dignified. Is there anyone in your life you want our readers to know about?
Two days ago, I would have said there was no one of interest. But last night, the heavy downpour washed a fair, tall and gorgeous man to my doorstep. His name is Gary Mason. He stands out because he is sensitive, thoughtful and a complete gentleman. Even though I have known him for a short time, we connect on so many levels. As shocking as it sounds, it is a connection we both want to explore.
Sounds sweet. Is Gary a romantic and do you think he will make you happy?
Oh yes, Gary is a romantic. Within the first few hours that we met, he gave me a shoulder massage and I melted into his strong arms as if I belonged with him. And when his crystal grey eyes caresses my skin, I know there is something about this stranded man from Surrey in London that will make me happy. I just don’t know how long this happiness will last.
Even though you have only known Gary for a short time, can you share one annoying habit he has?
Lol! Gary has only spent one night with me so far but I teased him about his untidiness and we had a good laugh about it. I love to clean and clear up anyway, so it is okay.
Do you think wedding bells will ring in the near future?
Are you joking? I have no idea. I was married before and it ended badly. Let’s just say I’m not in a big hurry to walk down the aisle a second time. But you never know. Things change and Gary seems so intense and relaxed at the same time. When I figure out how his mind works, I will let you know.
What is your favourite food, Adaora?
Egg sauce with fried yam slices. I shared it with Gary on our first morning together because he surprised me in the most thoughtful way. Thank you for having me on your blog.
Finally, give our readers your parting shot?
I can only say, don’t judge others based on what you hear or see. Get to know them before you form an opinion.
Thank you for chatting with us, Adaora.
The pleasure is mine. Thank you for having me.


             She's also doing an awesome Giveaway Ladies...so head on           over and check it out...the deadline is today!




  • GIVEAWAY

    Wild Whispers blog tour begins on Saturday 23rd April and ends on Thursday May 26th 2016.

    Star Prize: One Wild Whispers Bracelet.

    Rhinestone Link Chain Bracelet

    Other Prizes: Flirty & Feisty Romance eBooks of your choice (excluding Wild Whispers)
    HOW TO WIN : Follow Wild Whispers on its exciting Blog Tour and leave comments on this blog. Lucky winners will be randomly selected.
    Amazon.com – eBook Amazon.co.uk – eBook Smashwords – eBook Amazon.com – Paperback Createspace – Paperback
    AUTHOR BIO
    Stella Eromonsere-Ajanaku is a fun-loving mother of two teenagers, married to her gorgeous husband and best friend who indulges her romantic habits. Writing contemporary and historical romance novels is an exciting adventure for her. Out of curiosity and belief that love conquers all, she has written several Interracial & Multicultural Romance Novels. In 2010, Stella created Flirty & Feisty Romance Novels, a collection of toe-curling, intriguing, and skin-tingling romance with compelling characters who have heart and soul and jump off the pages of the book. All her stories are dotted with twists and turns and are set in fascinating Africa, enticing Europe & enchanting America. To experience and enjoy an intense emotional ride, pick up a copy of any of her novels: Loitering Shadows, Beyond the Lady, The Gardener’s Ice Maiden, Sparkling Dawn, Husband to Rent, Stolen Valentine Kiss (Holiday Series #1), Kiss My Lips (Holiday Series #2), Forbidden Dance, Stolen Valentine Kiss & Kiss My Lips (Holiday Series 2~ Books ~ in ~ 1), Tempting Desire, Seduced Hearts, Red Velvet Rose and Wild Whispers. Stella’s first historical/suspense/mystery romance, Royal Cowries (Cowries Series #1) will give you an insight into a different Africa. A luxury home by the seaside is on Stella’s wish list. In her spare time, she loves to swim on her back like a starfish, watch TV, go to the movies with her family and read romance novels. 
  • Buy Links for Mrs. Ajanaku...
  • Amazon.com: http://www.amazon.com/Wild-Whispers-Novella-Stella-Eromonsere-Ajanaku-ebook/dp/B01ENHD4RQ/ref=tmm_kin_swatch_0?_encoding=UTF8&qid=1461405650&sr=8-5
  • Amazon.co.uk eBook: https://www.amazon.co.uk/Wild-Whispers-Novella-Stella-Eromonsere-Ajanaku-ebook/dp/B01ENHD4RQ/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&qid=1461408545&sr=8-2&keywords=Stella+Eromonsere-Ajanaku
    Smashwords.com eBook: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/631887
    Amazon.com - Paperback: http://www.amazon.com/Wild-Whispers-Novella-Stella-Eromonsere-Ajanaku/dp/1530511259/ref=tmm_pap_swatch_0?_encoding=UTF8&qid=1461405650&sr=8-5
    Createspace.com - Paperback: https://www.createspace.com/6134859

    Title:   Wild Whispers, a tender Novella.

    Author:    Stella Eromonsere-Ajanaku
    Genre:  Romance/Contemporary/Interracial
    No of Pages: 106
    ISBN:– 978-1530511259
    Release Date:  21st April 2016

     Much for joining us Stella