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Blurb: DARK VISIONS-word count 5,170

When Carrie Reynold’s starts having nightmares on her twenty-sixth birthday, she believes her “dark visions” can solve the twenty year disappearance of her father.

Excerpt: Dark Visions

Waking from a nightmare was not the ideal beginning for twenty-six-year-
old Carrie Reynolds’ birthday. At least, it was not what she had hoped for.
“What the hell was that all about?” she asked herself as she climbed out of her
sleigh-like bed.

She ambled to her vanity and examined her peaches-and-cream
complexion in the tall mirror. “I look like a raccoon or hung-over from a
drunken binge,” she whispered, concerned about the dark rings around her
blood shot eyes.

She quit primping to enter her adjoining bathroom and begin her morning
ablutions, ending with a long, invigorating shower. Twenty minutes later, she
was drying off when the telephone rang.

“Hello,” she answered cautiously, her voice barely rejuvenated by the hot

“Happy birthday, baby girl.”

“Thank you, Mom. How are you?”

“I’m great, but you sound tired.”

“I just had the strangest dream. More like a full-blown nightmare.”

“Oh, really! That is strange. What was it about?”

“It was about people yelling at each other, I think…and a loud noise—I
think it was some kind of an explosion—then I woke up.”

“Did you get drunk last night?” her mother asked with a chuckle.

“Mom! You know I don’t drink liquor.”

“But you had Italian food and wine for dinner. Spicy food and alcohol…”

“No, Mom, that wasn’t it. It was nothing, I guess…but it seemed so real.”
Carrie shook off the bizarre incident to ask, “So…who’ll be coming to my
surprise party tonight?”

“What party! You think just because I love you—”

“I’ll be there…when? Sixish?”

“Perfect! See you then.”

After hanging up, Carrie talked to the air. “Mom, I love you, but you’re a

Before leaving for the mall, she briefly put her Corgi, Mitzi, into the
enclosed backyard, then fed her and locked her in her kitchen kennel. Mitzi was
accustomed to being alone during the day while Carrie was at school, working
or shopping, so it was no hardship. All that alone time meant she would be
mighty eager to see Carrie on her return. Carrie liked to be enwrapped by her
warm, undemanding love on coming home.

Carrie quickly changed into her “shopping mall” outfit and bolted out the
door, heading for the shopping center. While she allowed her car to defrost, she
was shocked to be confronted by an unwelcome guest.

“Stick em up!”

She swung around to find a tall, hooded man aiming a .44 Magnum at her
face. “Give me your wallet,” he demanded. His deep voice approached a growl.

Willingly, she handed over her property. She included everything, even
her gold and diamond watch, an early birthday gift from her maternal uncle,
Doug Reynolds, police supervisor/trainer.

“Is that everything?” her assailant yelled, cocking his weapon.

“Yes! I swear that’s all I have,” she whispered, while scanning the area for
anyone who could help her.

The robber also saw her searching for a rescuer. “There’s no one here to
help you, pretty lady. It’s eight A.M. Most people are still in bed or gone to
work.” He then gave the slim, dark-eyed girl a more careful once over and with
a sick sneer added, “And I bet you’re a real devil under the sheets, uh?”

She immediately knew what he wanted and grew more horrified at her
impending fate. “Oh, please, mister…just take my money and jewelry…and
leave. I won’t tell anyone.”

“I know ya won’t,” he said, grabbing her arm and pulling her back toward
her apartment.

“No!” she yelled and resorted to her as-yet-untried self-defense training.
Abruptly applying a palm jab to his nose, she made him drop his weapon, but a
kick on his shin only angered him.

“You’re gonna regret that, bitch!” he said again in a near-growl. He then
grabbed her around the throat and pinned her against her vehicle. Just before
she passed out, her savior arrived in the form of Uncle Doug and his new
trainee, twenty-eight-year-old Officer Mark Ety.

“Stop! Police!” yelled Mark, pulling the creep off his partner’s niece, then
slapping cuffs on the guy who now lay face down in the snow.

Doug immediately checked with Carrie. “Are you okay?”

“Yes. Thank God you were in the neighborhood.”

“God had nothing to do with it,” Doug said, nodding toward his handsome
partner now placing the prisoner in the cruiser’s backseat. “My new sidekick
trainee saw what was going on from the top of the hill. He has the eyes of a

Mark then retrieved Carrie’s belongings from the ground and helped her to
her feet.

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Good evening readers, I am home from work and ready to post. I hope you have enjoyed this Sunday, and here is “Twisted Love” 12 cases of love gone bad.

Blurbs for “Twisted Love” 12 cases of love gone bad

It’s a chilling reality that homicide investigators know all too well: the last face most murder victims see is not that of a stranger, but of someone familiar.

The End of Autumn-To keep from paying child support for his three children, Rodney Williams, plots with his parents to kidnap his estranged wife, 25-year old Autumn, in broad daylight. This 2011 crime shocked the small community of Logan, Ohio.

Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing-In 2011, 53 year old Russell Strothers, and his teenage accomplice find their victims through Craigslist and strike with calculating and deadly force.

A Senseless Killing-This 2010 case uncovers how a 40 year old likable barmaid was lured to her death after she rejects her young admirers sexual advances.

The Death of Innocence-This 2011 murder case involved 4 year old Marcie Willis, and her evil stepmother 25 year old Cheryl, from the small bedroom community of The Plains, Ohio.

The Girl Not Forgotten-This cold case took 26 years to solve, but brought justice for 13-year-old Holly Buford, and put serial rapist, 40-year-old Stanley Snead, behind bars.

The Possession-When 29-year-old Valerie Harris severs the penis of her sexually abusive father, it makes national news in 2007.

Home Town Hero-When deaf students are murdered in the prestigious Rose Brick College of the Deaf in 2008, everyone is shocked when discovering the killer is one of their own.

Horrible Sin-When 42 year old Fortune Teller Sally Vu and her 21-year-old daughter Veronica are discovered murdered and physically desecrated, in 2001, evidence points to revenge and a spell gone wrong.

All For the Family-In 2003, as a way to erase her 22-year-old husbands criminal past, 19 year old Molly Abbott devises a ghoulish and desperate strategy.

Thicker Than Water?-When 52 year old Kim Michaels is found dismembered inside her burned out home in 1996, officers find the crime more confusing than a jig saw puzzle.

Mail Order Murder-The last thing the beautiful Russian mail order bride Anna dreamed of in 2001, was being murdered by her controlling and older American husband.

Where’s Christopher?-When four year old Christopher Ellis goes missing, numerous excuses and an odd odor emanating from the backyard in 1991, raises eyebrows.

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When a frantic 9-1-1 call came into the police station at 8:30 p.m. on July 7, 2009, a sobbing twenty-nine-year-old Valerie Harris told the dispatcher she wanted desperately to save the life of her bleeding father, Harry Ridge.
She gave the operator her apartment address. She would later tell authorities that she did not want to kill her sexually abusive father, but only to disable his weapon of abuse-his penis.
She informed the operator she was walking in the direction of the police station, and then hung up. She recalled walking to the nearby Hudson River, and tossing the penis into the ocean. She never arrived at the police station.
Instead, she called her big sister Carleen, and confessed to her of what she had just done to their Liberian-born father. Carleen recalled being in total shock at her baby sisters gruesome confession. She begged Valerie not to discard the appendage, saying, doctors had the medical technology to reattach such things.
Valerie, her hair adorned with cornrows cried into the telephone. “It was the evil in our father. Now the evil is gone. He can hurt no more!”
Carleen advised Valerie to come to her home, and called an ambulance when her sister arrived. After seeing Valerie, her face stained with tears and splattered with blood, with the scalpel in hand and in a “zombie-like state of mind,” the ambulance crew, decided to check her into the Richmond University Medical Center psychiatric ward.
Meanwhile, back at Valerie’s apartment, two responding beat cops arrived. What the officers found, they said, they never forgot, and neither did the two million five hundred thousand other citizens.
Initially, the officers thought the man lying in a pool of blood had been shot or stabbed to death. Not until they turned him over onto his back did they realize the sadistic nature of his wounds.

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Murder Most Foul-a detective/mystery
Wicked Intentions- a paranormal anthology
Loves, Myths, and Monsters- a fantasy anthology
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Poems About Life, Love, and Everything in Between
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“Flagitious” 4 tales of Betrayal when lies, lust, and deceit are unleashed


“Poems About Life, Love, and Everything in Between” is a collection of personal poems written with love and respect for others

“Twisted Love” 12 cases of love gone bad straight from the headlines of the nations most heinous cases

“The Crime of the Century” this 1982 true crime terrified a small Ohio town and destroyed two families

“Murder Most Foul” solving a double homicide proves to be pure murder for F.B.I Agent Walker Harmon when the pursuer becomes the prey

“Loves, Myths, and Monsters” 11 urban and mythical tales entwined within the human world

“Wicked Intentions” 7 bone chilling paranormal tales filled with mystery, lust, and danger

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Excerpts from Gladiator Wolf by Marteeka Karland

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Whispered Pleasure

Whispered PleasureBlake Hunter is a master of horses. On his ranch in South Eastern Texas, he gentles wild horses for rodeo, pleasure and ranch work. He also runs beef cattle.

Lexie Jamison is a thorn in his side. The gorgeous, dark haired firecracker has come to the aid of his sister following a life changing accident. He hasn’t seen her for four years.

Attraction is instant but Blake doesn’t have time for a contradictory pain in the butt. Within hours of arriving she has him so tied up in knots, he is hard pressed to remember his own name.

Lexie thinks four years away from her arrogant cowboy will have dampened her crush. How wrong she is.

Sparks fly as they disagree over his sister. When he finds her in tears down by the river, neither can fight their attraction any longer and passion takes over.

Will this be the beginning of an intense love affair or will Lexie give up and walk away? Does a near tragedy finally open Blake’s eyes?


Lexie spun the wheels as she turned the rented BMW onto the dirt driveway too fast. The car fishtailed and she hit the brakes to reduce her speed before continuing towards the ranch house. She was still travelling too fast but was desperate to see her friend, Indie. She narrowly missed a cowboy on horseback. A thick cloud of dust engulfed him. She was too anxious to care.

Screeching to a halt near the front door, she jumped from the car, leaving the door wide open, and raced up the front steps. “Indie, where are you,” she screamed as she threw open the thick, wooden front door.

Indie wheeled herself from the living room and into the hallway. “Lexie,” she murmured as tears streamed down her cheeks. She held her arms out.

Lexie rushed towards her friend, dropped to her knees and gathered her into a hug. “I didn’t know, I didn’t know,” she blubbered.

Lexie dropped her head to Indie’s chest, she shook as she cried.

Indie ran her hand over Lexie’s hair. “It’s okay, it’s okay.”

The girls heard the front door crash against the wall and someone in boots stomped towards them.

Lexie raised her head, brushed away tears and turned around. Her heart jumped into her throat, her nipples tightened and her pussy clenched. The attraction was instant.

Standing before her was the sexiest man she’d ever set eyes on. So tall his head almost brushed the ceiling, dark hair and smoky grey eyes which right now, were clouded with anger and something else. Pain? Sadness? Guilt? Blake had certainly changed since the last time she’d seen him. He was one hunky Texan. She would enjoy sampling his wares.

“Lexie, it doesn’t surprise me that you were the idiot who almost knocked me from my horse,” he growled.

She rose to her feet, still grasping Indie’s hand. “Hello to you too, Blake.”

They hadn’t seen each other for almost six years, except when she had come home for the memorial service for both sets of their parents, four years ago. She had stayed only two days.

Her brother had taken over their ranch while Blake had taken over his father’s spread of ten thousand acres.

Lexie had moved to California to attend college and Indie had always visited her there. They had a close friendship, more like sisters than friends, which was why Indie’s accident had hit Lexie so hard.

Lexie had been teaching English in France for two years and as a reward for all her hard work, she had decided to explore Europe for three months before returning home. Most of the time her cell phone had no signal so she hadn’t worried when she didn’t hear from her friend. Daniel, her older brother and Blake’s closest friend, had told her about Indie when she’d arrived home. He had explained that Indie had been in no danger of losing her life so they had agreed to wait until she returned to give her the news. Lexie was livid she hadn’t been notified immediately.

She stood with her eyes locked on Blake’s face as his raked her body from the top of her head to the tips of her toes.

“Like what you see?” she asked. Her lips turned up into a seductive smile.

Goddamn, she’s turned into one hell of a woman, she didn’t look this good last time he saw her.

Lexie was not overly tall, she would probably have fitted under his outstretched arm. Her raven black hair hung down past her waist and he wanted to drown in her whisky brown eyes. He swallowed hard. He had the urge to drag her into his bedroom and find out how she would feel pressed up against his body. Damn it, he couldn’t think straight with her standing there gazing at him like the cat who had swallowed the canary.

His neglected cock pressed against his zipper and he shifted uncomfortably. How long had it been since he’d had a good fuck? Two months? He was going to have to get himself a woman, and soon. Down boy. I’m angry, remember.

“I see you’re still full of attitude. You could have killed someone speeding down the driveway like a maniac. You’re not on the freeways of California now so I’ll thank you to keep your fancy car to a reasonable speed while you’re on my property.”

Lexie glanced down at Indie and grinned. “I always did rub your brother the wrong way, huh?”

Indie squeezed her hand. “You sure did, sis.”

“Are you intending to stay?” he asked.

“Yes, I’m going to take care of Indie.”

“If she was so important, why weren’t you here two months ago when she first had her accident?”

His question cut her to the core.

“I didn’t know.” She gazed down at Indie. “I was travelling and Dan didn’t tell me until I got back.” She knelt down in front of her friend. “I swear, I would have come straight away if I’d known.” Tears poured from her eyes.

Indie gathered her close. “I know. Dan came to visit me in the hospital and we made the decision not to tell you. We knew you would rush straight back and we didn’t want your holiday ruined. You worked so hard for it, Lexie.”

“That worked out well for you then didn’t it? You traipsing around Europe instead of sitting in a hospital room with your best friend.” Blake said cruelly.

“Blake! What’s wrong with you?” Indie shouted.

Lexie stood up and approached him. Her clenched fists resting on her shapely, jeans clad hips. Quick as lightning, one hand left her hip and connected flush with his cheek. “Don’t you ever suggest a holiday means more to me than Indie. If I had known, I would have come back on the first flight.”

“Rather convenient,” he muttered as he ran his hand over his stinging cheek.

Lexie raised her hand for another slap but he grabbed her wrist. “Enough. Just remember what I said about speeding on my property and you won’t be riding any horses while you’re here. He spun on his heels and stomped from the house.


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Poems About Life, Love, and Everything in Between by JoAnne Myers

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Well readers this is my last post for the evening. I hope you are enjoying yourselves and are going to comment for your chance to win one of my print books. Thank you and I will return tomorrow. Good night.

“Poems About Life, Love, and Everything in Between” is a poetry collection that provides a glimpse into the heart, mind and soul, of its author JoAnne Myers. It is a heartwarming read, written with love and respect for others. Some poems were written in times of sorrow, other poems were written in times of joyous celebration. Life if like that.


My sun dried hands clutch my heart of dreams.
I look beyond my longing,
forsaking lustful means.
Consumed by sins of desires,
I escape insanity by releasing unblemished charms.
Soothing my sweet youthful soul,
I reject the lust, but still hold on.
Without dwelling on material things,
I release soulful thoughts within.
* * * *


Tears of a child, is a knife through the heart.
They try so hard, with all their might.
With tender minds and a soft touch,
their innocent love is never enough.
Through the years, and past the pain,
pride and hope is their greatest gain.
The smile of a child and the joy they bring,
is one of life’s most precious things.
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These poems were inspired by JoAnne’s love for nature, God, veterans, family and friendships, it is a heartwarming read written with love and respect for others.

Soon available through Amazon and Barnes & Noble and other book distributors.

Author Bio:

I have been a long-time resident of southeastern Ohio, and worked in the blue-collar industry most of my life. Besides having several novels under my belt, I canvas paint.
When not busy with hobbies or working outside the home, I spend time with relatives, my dog Jasmine, and volunteer my time within the community. I am a member of the International Women’s Writing Guild, Savvy Authors, Coffee Time Romance, Paranormal Romance Guild, True Romance Studios, National Writers Association, the Hocking Hill’s Arts and Craftsmen Association, The Hocking County Historical Society and Museum, and the Hocking Hills Regional Welcome Center. I believe in family values and following your dreams. My original canvas paintings, can be found at:

Other books by Jo Anne:

“TWISTED LOVE,” a true-crime anthology
“MURDER MOST FOUL” a detective/mystery anthology
“LOVES’, MYTHS’ AND MONSTERS’,” a fantasy anthology
“THE CRIME OF THE CENTURY,” a biography true-crime
“WICKED INTENTIONS” a paranormal anthology
“FLAGITIOUS,” a detective/mystery anthology available in September


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Greek Affair/Guardian Cop – Over 18 Only

Warning: These books contain graphic sexual description, BDSM, M/M and explicit language. Strictly for 18+

GREEK AFFAIR Prequel to Guardian Cop

Greek Affair 2 KindleAdrastos ‘Addie’ Papadakos is a Criminal. He arranges gun and drug deals with Russia and Niger. He is the product of a rape and to provide for her son, his mother is forced to become a whore. He grew up in a brothel where he learns about sex at the tender age of thirteen. He hates women.

Mario Anastopolous is a successful Banking Executive. He has just come out of a relationship where he hadn’t been satisfied.

When Addie ventures into a Gay Men’s Club in Athens, he meets Mario. Both had been on the lookout for a lover. Their attraction is instant.

Addie is domineering, in charge. Mario is meek, submissive.

When Mario accepts the invitation to go home with Addie, he doesn’t realize just how good his life is about to become. Following a night of spanking, sex, pain and pleasure, Addie makes Mario an offer that is too good to refuse. Mario gives up everything to be with this man who can provide him with the sexual variety he craves.

For the first time in his life, Addie has genuine feelings for someone else.


Addie ordered a whiskey and dry, the barman slid it in front of him. He swiveled his bar stool to scan the room of the busy gay men’s club. The club was reputed to be the best of its type and was situated in the center of Athens, a short walk from Addie’s luxury townhouse. It was the first time he had come here, preferring until now to date women. At 22 years old he had made the decision to ‘come out’. He hadn’t been able to find satisfaction with a woman since having a man two years ago. He had finally admitted to himself he was gay and now he was on the prowl for a lover.

Several men gyrated to the beat of Turn The Beat Around by Gloria Estefan which blared from oversized speakers throughout the large area. He watched as couples pushed their hips against each other, cocks brushing together. At the same time they exchanged long kisses, arms waved in the air. Addie found it erotic. His mouth watered.

“Scotch and Coke, Mike.” A deep voice rumbled beside him and Addie swung the stool towards the owner of the sensual voice. Mike slid the scotch and coke over and the man sipped at the liquid before extending his hand towards Addie. “Mario. I haven’t seen you here before.”

Addie perused the man standing in front of him. He was not tall, probably a good six inches shorter than his own six feet two inches. He had an unruly mop of black hair and a dark five o’clock shadow. His body was not that of an athlete but reasonably toned, maybe a fraction overweight. The thing that struck him the most were his eyes. Small but piercing, jet black like pure onyx. He was drawn to them as if they were magnets. “Addie,” he extended his hand and they shook. Firm grasp for a gay man. “My first time.”

Mario climbed onto the stool next to him. “Alone?”

“Yes, you?”

“Yes, just out of a relationship. You just coming out?”

“Yes. Tried women. Didn’t work.”

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Adrastos ‘Addie’ Papadakos is a Greek Drug Lord, his cartel is running Cocaine all over Europe and he is about to flood Sydney with the deadly drug. Guardian Cop Kindle

He considers Bethany Holt his property and she has been trapped in his world of illicit drugs and dominant sex for over six months. She rues the day she consented to move in to his palatial home.

Addie’s best friend, and long-time lover from Greece, arrives at the house and when Bethany overhears them plotting a murder, her life changes dramatically.

When she is found beaten, bloody and close to death in a back alley of Kings Cross, Detective Tanner McMahon and his partner, Kylie Wilson are called in on her case.

Will Tanner be able to protect her from the powerful drug lord?

Will she submit to Tanner’s dominant sex play?


“This was called in as a fatality, this girl is still breathing.” The Paramedic unwound a face mask and attached the cord to oxygen before placing it over Bethany’s face. He then pressed a stethoscope to her chest and listened. “Her breathing is shallow but her heartbeat is steady. I think it looks worse than it is.”

The two trained medics carried on with their procedure. While one opened a vein, inserted a drip tube and began saline flowing, the other rolled her carefully on to her back and began checking her injuries.

Bethany thought her head would explode when the man pressed on her broken cheekbone. She let out a scream and everyone jumped back.

When the shock had subsided, the ambo, called John took her hand. “Sweetheart, my name is John. I’m from the ambulance service. We are taking care of you before we take you to hospital. Can you tell me your name?”

“B..Beth,” she whispered.

“Beth?” John asked.

She swallowed hard, the tinny taste of blood flooded her throat, almost gagging her. “Bethany.”

“Bethany, can you open your eyes?” The others watched on, Tanner took notes, while John spoke with the victim.

Her eyes flickered open and locked on Tanner’s face. They were deep brown, like chocolate, and, despite the bruising and swelling, he could see they were huge, fawnlike. He could also see the terror that lay within. What is she afraid of? His cock twitched as he smiled down at her.

John and his partner finished checking the girl before John stood and drew Tanner aside.

“She has a broken cheekbone, broken ribs on both sides, we will know more when she is x-rayed, a broken wrist and numerous contusions all over her body. I would say she has seen several fists to the face and then been kicked repeatedly. She said no one can know she is alive or she will be killed. Not sure what she means but if that is all, we will get her down to St Vincents.”

Tanner pondered the strange statement. He would instruct the others to claim she was dead until they found out what was going on. Kings Cross was well known for seedy characters, this could be tied up with some cartel or mob and she certainly could be at risk. “Thanks John. Take her down. Kylie and I will get Harry’s statement and meet you there.”

Bethany cried out with pain as the two Paramedics lifted her onto the gurney and prepared her for transport to hospital.

“I know it hurts, sweetheart but we can’t give you any more painkillers until they assess you. You may need surgery so we have to be careful.” John rubbed his hand over hers in reassurance.

Mercifully, Bethany passed out and was unaware of her transfer to hospital.

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Vixen/Roberts Duo

Roberts Vixen Boxed Set KTwo great authors have combined to give you two very different Erotic Romance stories.

Becky’s Master is set in Colonial Australia while Mastering Justice is set in Modern Day Sydney.

Note: This book contains explicit sexual description and is suitable for 18+ only.

Becky Gentry is desperate to escape her brutal owner.

She makes a bargain with English buccaneer, Ethan Harvey, to take her to safety on his ship.

It costs him his betrothed and his fortune.

He vows to make Becky pay, but all she has to barter is her body.

What will happen when the sex slave falls in love with her Master?

Will she ever make it back home to England?


Moses Jordan is a part African American, Billionaire Computer Geek.  He is also in charge, her Dom.

Imogen Walters is a tall, leggy blonde who practices law. She is his property, his Sub.

They share a fifth floor luxury apartment overlooking Sydney Harbour. She drives a Mercedes, he drives a Ferrari.

She practices law with confidence and is in command, until she steps through the door of their home.

He has vowed to never release her. Does she want to be freed?


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