Ey Wade Tackles Thought-Provoking Subjects

Friday, June 24, 2016

Today, I'm happy to host Ey Wade,  a prolific author who writes both fiction and non-fiction. Ey released two books on Father's Day. Both tackle subjects that aren't seen too often in fiction. 

Blurbs:

Ribbons & Belle

Gorgeous, dedicated fertility counselor Tyson Ribbons, has admired and loved embryologist, Anabelle “Belle” Lee for along time. When she comes in for counseling he fights everything within him not to deter her from her plans. Doesn’t stop his heart from wishing it could be him fulfilling her desire.

Anabelle Lee, mourning her inability to have a child of her own-suffered through two miscarriages, a heartbreaking late-term abortion, and a soul crushing divorce. As an embryologist, she has protected the potential life of many frozen specimens, and lived envious of the women choosing InVitro fertilization as their form of reproduction. 

After a bit of encouragement from her best friend, and counseling from the very perfect Dr. Ribbons, Anabelle takes steps to fulfill her desire to become a mother. Problem is, the announcement brings more of a shock than a gift.

Ismet’s Honor:

Sunny Verdi Reyes, has always wanted the “good-life.” Husband, home, lot’s of children. After cheering on her best friend and fellow embryologist Belle, through her successful quest for her dream, she wanted those things even more.

Unfortunately, Sunny broke the heart of her fantasy years earlier and it would take more than wishful thinking to get him back.

At 17, unable to voice his opinion against an unwanted abortion, Ismet Honorable O’Neal ran from the girl who killed his dream of the perfect life and the white picket fence.

Now he spends his time aiding other men in being the voice in the lives of their children. Years later, he returns and Sunny is waiting. She’s going to need more than the love in her eyes to repair the fences.

RIBBONS & BELLE 

“So, are you saying your plans will never include a man? A man who has no intentions of being a participant in an affair for friends benefiting off a burning desire? You have no time for a man who has a wish to have a lasting relationship”

“Honesty, I hadn’t figured a literal man in the picture at all. My mind is to do what I need to do to be happy and fulfill my goals.”

“A literal man? What does that mean? What are your goals? What do you have planned in your life that you are so sure I, a literal man, couldn’t be a part of?”

Belle stood, smoothed her shirt and tugged at the waistband of her pants- trying to gather her words before opening her mouth. Eventually, giving up. Crossing the room to the closet, she pulled out the Christmas gift bag. 

From it she placed a couple of the fertility magazines in front of Tyson and stood back to observe his reaction. The look on his face transformed from burning curiosity into lip pursing illumination.

“Oh. I have this one in my office.” Leaning forward, he tapped the cover of one magazine before shifting back to his previous position. Arms, crossed over his body gave emphasis to the movement of his chest, and the stretched material of his shirt. Tyson sucked in a deep breath before letting it out slowly and clearing his throat. His glance never leaving her face. 

“How soon do you plan on going through with the procedure?”

“As soon as possible. I would simply love to have a baby by Christmas.” Belle smiled softly. unaware of how wistful she looked. 

“At this moment, you remind me of a child wishing on a star for a toy she covets. You know this isn’t a game, right? This baby you want would be a living being. Not something you can return when it doesn’t meet your expectations.”

Belle’s smile vanished at the censor in his tone. Belle’s smile vanished at the censor in his tone. What the hell? I know he’s not about to try and lecture me. As if I need his advice. Humph, as if he knows me like that. Who does he think he is? Hands on her hips, she looked down at him leaning back with his body pressed into the material of her couch. That body making her all hot and bothered, like he belonged there. Searing his body from head to toe with a slit eyed glare, she stifled the urge to kick the underside of his shoe and order him out of her house.

“What are you trying to say, Tyson?”

“Hold on, wait a minute...” Tyson, stood. Hands held out in front of him as if he thought he had to protect himself from harm, a chuckle escaping.  “Damp down the fire. I’m just observing your reaction and emotions. Counseling in this area is my thing, remember?”

“Yes, I remember.”

“Well this is no different than what I would ask any potential parent. Do you really want to be a parent? A single parent, even?”

“Yes. I want to be a parent.”

Noticing the tears forming in her eyes, Tyson moved closer, pulling Belle into his arms and close to his chest.

“You know, you don’t have to use the lab method. I promise you, it would be much more fun trying the old fashioned way. I’m just saying,” He laughed and held her tighter when she struggled to pull out of his embrace. “You have me here. Happy and willing at anytime. And if you want, anywhere.”

“Tyson, stop laughing at me.” Belle pushed a little harder and found herself free to move around the room. Happy yet bereft at being deprived of his warmth. ‘This is a serious matter for me.”

“Oh, believe me, I know it is. Once a woman has gone through the trouble of collecting magazines, and you seem to have a ton,” he tapped the decorative bag with the toe of his shoes. “The thought of being a parent, going through the procedure is a foregone conclusion. Yet, still I wonder.”

ISMET’S HONOR

“So, you're into studying women, Ismet? Know a lot of them? Are you into any certain one?”

“Still blunt and as curious as ever aren't you, Belle?” Ismet laughed. Sitting and filling his plate from several dishes, passing each to Sunny so she could do the same. “Of course I've known a few. I don't have a steady or I wouldn't have come here alone, but to answer the obvious- I'm not searching for one.” His gaze landed briefly on Sunny's face before he stuffed a fork filled with food into his mouth.

“Humph, well if you know like I know, life is short. If you're still out there searching at your age, you're more than likely looking in the wrong direction. Sometimes, what you're searching for is right next to ...what?” Belle squealed and ducked at the not trying to be subtle, roll thrown in her direction. The swift, timely reaction of her husband's catch, saving her from getting hit square in the face. “Sunny, did you purposely throw bread at me?” The fork she pointed at Sunny jerked up and down.

“Of course I did.” The tight eyed look Sunny cast in Ismet's direction, a cross between irritation and a dare, froze his expression in mid laughter, for all of a millisecond, before he continued laughing heartily. With the swift turn of her head, she flicked her hair. The ends swung and hit him in the face. “Me, kicking you under the table didn't make you shut your mouth.”

“That's because you were kicking me.” Tyson laughed. Reaching over and placing the roll back on her plate. “You got a good aim though.”

“I'm so sorry Tyson. But then again, I blame you. You should've tapped your wife or something. Put some check in her tongue.”

Tyson's smile was huge and the wink he shared with Ismet, flowed with a conspiring air.
“I tried. Shortened the length of my finger with all of the poking I was doing.” He held up his pinkie finger. “Didn't make a bit of difference.”

When the laughter subsided, Ismet-  pointing his finger at Belle, responded to her statement. 

“Actually Belle, I think you could be on to something. Tyson shared a bit of your story when we were in the nursery, earlier. It was excellent, congratulations all around. Two beautiful daughters and love to boot. I never imagine such luck in my life.

Truthfully, I'm not going to try. I had my suburban dream as a kid.” He turned his head towards Sunny. For a moment they stared into each other’s eyes, their history plainly seen, no explanations necessary. “And we all know what a nightmare that turned into.”


Author Bio: 
Ey considers herself to be a caged in frustrated author of thought provoking, mind bending books in several genres. She is the mother of three adult daughters that were previously home-schooled and the drooling ‘Lovey' to a little boy. Ey was born in Texas and reared as an Army brat. There is the constant need to speak, writing and telling stories is the way she choose to socialize.

The inspiration to writing Ribbons and Belle came from the controversy of abortions and the vitriol in which the women are attacked. People tend to over look the fact there may be medical reasons. Ismet’s Honor was born after a beta reader finished Ribbons & Belle and wished there was a story about Sunny. I decided to make it more about the father and what his wishes may have entailed and how abortions also affect the father’s to be.

Online contacts:
Website: http://wade-inpublishing.com  
Twitter: http://twitter.com/@jumpouttheboat
Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/eywade2
Pinterest: http://pinterest.com/itsmeeywade/
Amazon Central Author Page: http://bit.ly/EyWade-Amz
Goodreads: http://bit.ly/EyonGReads

Buy links:
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Go pick up your copy of each!

A Two-in-One Week!

Tuesday, June 21, 2016

As expected, my writing journey keeps taking me to new places. This time, I have two releases in one week. This, however, is by accident and not design. As with everything else, life intervenes and dates get shifted and we learn how to accommodate everything that must be done to honour the commitments we make.

So, on Monday the Paranormal Attractions Boxed Sex hit the online book stores and so far, it has been doing great. The reviews are positive so far, which is expected from this wonderful collection. Be sure to pick up your copy!


Amazon link: http://ow.ly/qisj300r4Mt 

Today, Summer Solstice is on the menu. This is a tantalizing selection of full-length romances that feature sexy heroes and their women who make the leap from the security of friendship to the heat and passion of new-found love. If you like Friends-to-Lovers stories, this set is for you! 


Amazon Link: http://bit.ly/1UFiMpk

Happy reading!

Paranormal Attractions Sneak Peeks: Romance Under Wraps

Thursday, June 16, 2016

Next Monday, the Paranormal Attractions boxed set will hit the streets. Here's a snapshot of the books in the set. Pre-orders are at $0.99 for a limited time, so get your copy of these novellas! 













Vampires, sexy ghosts, gargoyles, mummy’s curses and a secret magical society are some of the fabulous paranormal twists you’ll find in PARANORMAL ATTRACTIONS, a boxed set of 9 steamy romances brought to you by Amazon, Barnes & Noble bestselling, and award-winning authors. Lose yourself in these light and dark paranormal stories that are only around for a short time. Get your copy here.

Paranormal Attractions

Monday, June 13, 2016


The Paranormal Attractions Boxed set will be out on Monday, June 20. It'll be a wonderful collection of romantic tales, both light and dark. My novella in this set is Phantasm and I'm sharing an excerpt below:

Phantasm

Trina let her gaze slide sideways to where Mario sat a few tables away with another man.

"He's going to think you like him if you don't stop looking at him," Josette said.

Trina sipped from her glass and then chuckled. "Mario knows I only have the hots for Bruce, so you're barking up the wrong tree."

"You're the one who's been barking, trying to convince me to do what I don't want to, which by the way is in vain."

"What am I trying to get you to do again?" Trina asked, eyes pulled wide and guileless.

"You know very well what you're doing. Forcing something doesn't mean it's meant to happen."

Without her consent, Josette's gaze flitted to where Mario sat, close to the back of the restaurant. It was on the ground floor of Prime's shopping center, where Josette often met Trina for lunch. 

At first, she'd been uncomfortable giving Trina a recap of her date with Mario, especially when she thought about that trip she'd taken to fantasy land at the end of their date. There was also that dream.

True to form, Trina insisted on knowing every last detail and almost glowed over their trip to the gallery. In Josette's mind, Trina needed a lot more excitement in her life is she was getting carried away over a day out and dinner.

"The trouble is, you don't want anyone to shake you out of the cocoon you've built over the past couple of years."

Josette forked up a slice of chocolate cake and mumbled around it, hoping Trina would leave things alone, but her sister-in-law never knew when to stop.

"You're probably going to hate me for saying this, but Dwayne isn't coming back and I know he wouldn't want you to be stuck in a time capsule." She squeezed Trina's arm and leaned closer. "What about kids and all that?"

Josette squished her napkin and looked away from Trina.

Across the room, Mario gazed at her, his brows pulled together in a question.

Her lips lifted in imitation of a smile, while she thought how awkward it was to have him looking at her that way, as if he could fix whatever was out of place with her.

Trina turned her head, following Josette's gaze. "The two of you would produce some nice kids."

"Trina!"

She shrugged and picked up her glass of orange juice. "I'm just stating what's obvious to me."

"I don't know that I'm destined to have any kids."

"Even for you, that's a lame excuse."

Josette took another bite of chocolate cake and chewed slowly before responding. "It's not an excuse. I wanted that with Dwayne and it didn't happen, so … "

"You're going to pretend like you belong in the ground with Dwayne?"


That pulled Josette up short because Ma Estelle had said the same thing to her days ago. Was that what she was doing? It didn't feel that way. To her mind, it was practical not to waste time wishing for what she couldn't have. 

Life was simpler if she didn't have the complications of a relationship, which brought all kinds of risk. She'd invested all of herself in her partnership with Dwayne and didn't see how she could do that a second time.

Paranormal Attractions on Amazon: http://ow.ly/qisj300r4Mt

Five Reasons Not To Be An Insecure Writer #IWSG

Thursday, June 2, 2016

I'm a day behind with my post, but still wanted to share my thoughts. For those in the know, the Insecure Writer's Support Group is a place where all writers can release their fears to the world and offer encouragement to those who are feeling neurotic. If you’d like to join us, click here to sign up.


The group is on twitter @TheIWSG and there's also a newsletter. Sign up here.

My thoughts today on why you shouldn't be an insecure writer are below:-

You're A Source of Inspiration – Many people have a book inside them, but few follow their dream to produce it. You've crossed that hurdle, which makes you a superstar among your colleagues, friends and family.

You've Got Talent – I'm sure you got started down the road to plotting and telling stories because someone read something you wrote and encouraged you to continue building on your skills.

You're Improving Your Skills – If you're like me, you believe in learning something new each day. With every craft article you read and every seminar you attend, you're learning more and applying what you've learned to get better at your chosen vocation. That's a plus anyway you take it.

You've Pressed On Despite The Odds – For those who are published, it's inevitable that you'll score that one-star or two-star rating. Despite that, strong people push on and continue doing what they love to do. I'm sure that includes you, so give yourself a pat on the back for pulling up your socks and plodding onward in the face of discouragement.

You've Got The IWSG – Last but not least, you've got this awesome group to fall back on when you need a little bit of encouragement to get you moving. Plus, there's a vast amount on information on the Insecure Writer's Support Group website to assist you with whatever aspect of publishing you need to research.


I'm sure you can think of other reasons why you should be feeling a bit more courageous about your writing journey. Is there anything I haven't said that comes to mind?

Sunday Sample - The Short Game

Sunday, May 29, 2016

Garth disappeared into the bathroom and then came back and parked himself on the sofa. When he grabbed the remote and scrolled through the channels, I thought it was business as usual between us.

I was wrong.

He stopped at a football game and turned the volume down before angling himself toward me.

"So, what did you decide?"

"Uh, some finesse would be appreciated right now."

"Don't play with me, Anna-Lise. We know each other too well to beat around the bush."

"Well, I … I dunno Garth."

"You've taken a week to think about it, so what more is there?"

"D'you realize the seriousness of what we're proposing to do?"

"Of course, I do. I haven't thought about anything else since Ayisha and Vance put the thought into my head."

I pulled my legs up on the sofa and faced him. "How? What do they have to do with all this?"
He dragged his fingers through the fluff springing from his scalp. "Well, they're the ones who said we were in the same bad mood, which might mean we had a thing for each other."

"I should have known."

He laced his fingers through mine so our palms touched. "Is the thought so way out there?"
The electronics magazines on the center tables grabbed my attention for a bit, but I shook my head. "I guess not."

Garth squeezed my hand, and I looked at him.

"They only saw what we've known subconsciously for a while, but it's always easier for people looking in from the outside to see exactly what's happening."

"You don't say."

He dragged himself closer, pushed my feet off the seat, and threw his arm around me, squeezing me into a hug. "Stop acting like an asshole. You know exactly what I mean."

I held on to his fingers, savoring the slight rasp of his fingertips.

"What if this doesn't work, G?"

"Cheesecake, you're old enough to know that life doesn't come with any guarantees. We'll take things a step at a time." He applied a little pressure to my shoulder to get me to look at him. "If this works, I'll be happy. If not, we can say we tried."

I wriggled from under his arm and took off my jacket, throwing it on the arm of the sofa. Then I walked away from him, pacing before the television on the other side of the center table. "D'you realize what a big decision this is though, Garth? We have fifteen years of history between us." I stopped and stared at the wall across from me. "What if we lose our friendship?"

"It worked for Kathy and Bryan," he said softly.

"That's them, this is us."

"And we have to work our way through this the best way we can. I don't think we can afford any kind of mistake. After all, six of us will be affected if we do this madness you're suggesting."

I folded my arms across my stomach and kept walking.

"Aren't you here because you thought maybe, somewhere in the back of your mind, this is somehow feasible?" Garth asked.

It didn't make sense lying to him, so while gawking over the table, I nodded.

Using his hands for support, he got to his feet and approached me. When he stood before me, he touched my chin and whispered. "You're thinking too hard. I know this is a big decision, but … " His hands slid down to where mine were still folded and moved them out of the way, then he touched the spot just below my left breast. "Despite everything, doesn't it feel right here?"

I couldn't have shifted my gaze if I tried, so again I nodded.

He blinked and his eyes went hazy.

Just as before, I knew the moment the intention formed in his head to kiss me.

Our lips touched. 

My mouth opened.

Our tongues tangled.

The room faded to nothing.

Garth pulled me to his chest, groaning as he explored my mouth.

My eyelids closed and I savored the joy of kissing him without restrictions.

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Labour Day Weekend Sale!

Monday, May 23, 2016

May 23rd is Labour Day in Jamaica and I'm having a book sale!
Hop over to my Amazon Author page where I have 13 titles on sale.  http://amzn.to/24vEa8K
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Summer Solstice Set - When Friends Become Lovers

Tuesday, May 17, 2016

I'm sure all of us know of couples who go from friends to lovers, and that's what the Summer Solstice set is all about. 

Love comes from the most unexpected places and is sweeter when friends turn into lovers. Dive into a tantalizing selection of full-length romances that feature sexy heroes and their women who make the leap from the security of friendship to the heat and passion of new-found love.

Penned by USA Today and best-selling authors, Summer Solstice will have you rooting for characters who dare to reach for love, despite the challenges. 

J.L. Campbell-The Short Game 
My Best Mistake- Sylvie Grayson 
Behind the Curtain -- Behind the Love Trilogy #3- P.C. Zick 
The Key To My Heart- Nikki Lynn Barrett 
The Sound of Deception- Susan Ann Wall 
Secret Love- Christine Warner 
Lost Dreams- Lost Dreams 
Summer Dreams- Hebby Roman 
Code of Honor- Carra Copelin 

Grab your copy of Summer Solstice while it's on Pre-Order for $0.99.
Amazon Link: http://amzn.to/1Xg8h0D

Excerpt from The Short Game

The blank television screen stared at me across the room and I rubbed at my fingernail, more as a way of occupying my hands than anything else. It was too late to wonder why I couldn't keep my mouth shut and live with what was going on inside me. I didn't doubt it would be a long time before I forgot the embarrassment connected to Thursday evening. I also didn't know how I would look Garth in the eyes again.

Jace moved away to sit at the end of the sofa. "Are you going to tell me what this is about or should I guess?"

I rubbed my hand across the front of my tee-shirt and down my tights. "I'm just getting my thoughts together."

"If you have to be thinking this hard to start a conversation with your man, then it must be something I won't want to hear."

Squeezing the bridge of my nose, I sighed. "You could say that."

Jace moved closer, pulling my hand from my face. He turned sideways and tipped my face toward him with two fingers under my chin. A moment passed and then he said, "I don't believe you."

I lowered my gaze, but he wasn't letting me wriggle off the hook. "What did you do this time?"

I didn't have the words to answer, no matter how many attempts I made.

After what felt like two lifetimes, Jace raised his hands, clasping them close to his face as if he were praying. "Don't tell me you had sex with him?"

When I sucked in a sharp breath, he jackknifed off the seat and shoved his hands in the pockets of his jeans. More time passed and like a coward, I hoped he'd be so disgusted he would walk out on me, but that didn't happen.

Don't forget to pick you copy of Summer Solstice. It's only $0.99!



A-Z Reflections & IWSG on Twitter!

Monday, May 9, 2016

Well, another April has gone past like a whirlwind which means the Challenge is all over. As usual, the range of posts on the Challenge was impressive, as well as the care that many bloggers took with the research and presentation of their material each day. My theme 'What's in a name' was easy to compile and didn't take a lot of time.

I found that there were persons who created lengthy posts, which of course would not have been read by many as not everybody has the time to settle in for a 1,000-word read when they're trying to visit as many people as possible. 

As to visits, I realize that many simply posted with no intention of visiting other bloggers. As a co-host, I found myself shortchanging my regular visitors because I spent most of my time visiting persons who did not participate other than to write their daily posts. Sadly, some persons didn't finish.


I had an awesome group of co-hosts who were up to the Challenge and did an excellent job keeping up with their assigned blogs. Special thanks to the following persons.

Keith Channing
Mark Craddock
Bish Denham
Betty Dmochowski Wooton
Jen Garrett
Sheena-Kay Graham
Laura Hernandez
Michelle Wallace 

Here's hoping the Challenge was awesome for you? What did you enjoy most about the Challenge?

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