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Jordan

“This is still Cara’s story…”

But in it, I failed her. I made her promises without thinking if I could actually keep them. Interesting how this is my job, to protect people and solve problems. However, someone always gets hurt.

Hearts will be broken again and again. This time, someone is going to die. This time, I can’t do my job on my own anymore. I have to trust and listen to the people around me.

Will I save her? Will she save me? Can she end up saving herself? Lies will be told and what is said should be seen. Do I have the strength to handle this new adventure? Only time will tell.

Someone needs to remember the thing that was forgotten.

Remember Cinderella (True Loves Fairytale Book 2)

by Tracey Champion

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ECERPT:

“Jordan, please stop,” I begged him. I needed to talk to him. He pulled away from me and stood up.

“You need to stop talking.” Jordan grabbed my left hand and brought it up to his lips. My heart was racing. He looked at the new bandage and placed a few kisses on it. Jordan then let go of my hand and spun me around.

I wasn’t sure what was going to happen next. I mean here I am butt naked, Jordan has on jeans and a gray shirt. I proceeded to look over my shoulder at him. Next thing I know he smacked my butt pretty hard. I cried out from the sting.

Jordan then let go of me. I went to turn around, but he glared at me. I watched him strip off his shirt and discard his pants right here in the kitchen. Goodness, he’s stunning to look at.

“Turn around pretty girl.” Why does he want me to keep my back to him?

“Jordan,” I said his name breathlessly. He was then behind me rubbing my bottom where he smacked it. Then his hand was in my hair as he tugged my neck to the side. I could feel his breath on my ear.

“I’m going to fuck you right here Cara. I want you on your tip toes.” My own breath caught in my throat as he nibbled on my earlobe. I got up on my tiptoes as he requested.

Jordan ran a hand between my legs. I then felt him line up with me and he sank deep inside me. I cried out and had to get a little higher on my tip toes.

He wrapped an arm around my breast as I braced my own on the counter. I tilted my head to the left not intending to give him access to my neck, but I did. He trailed hard kisses up and down my neck.

“My pretty girl, this right here is how I want you. Completely naked to me. No fancy outfit, no makeup. Just bare for me. I want you to know Cara Mia, you’re mine.” Every so many words Jordan would punctuate the word with a deep and hard thrust into me.

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Jordan

“This is still Cara’s story…”

But in it, I failed her. I made her promises without thinking if I could actually keep them. Interesting how this is my job, to protect people and solve problems. However, someone always gets hurt.

Hearts will be broken again and again. This time, someone is going to die. This time, I can’t do my job on my own anymore. I have to trust and listen to the people around me.

Will I save her? Will she save me? Can she end up saving herself? Lies will be told and what is said should be seen. Do I have the strength to handle this new adventure? Only time will tell.

Someone needs to remember the thing that was forgotten.

EXCERPT

Niki

First, it was Hanna. She’s as dumb as a box of rocks. It was easy to get Travis to play with her pitiful heart strings. I just told him to follow my lead. I mean hell I’ve had him wrapped around my… I laugh again at how easy that was.

My phone rings.

“Hello, mother.” Perfect timing, I say to myself with lots of sarcasm.

“Are you picking up Isabella soon?” This is a bad time for me to have my daughter. I shiver in disgust.

“Mom right now isn’t a good time. Travis left me. Could you please keep her for the night?” I make sure I’m sweet when I talk to her. I know how to work my mother.

“I figured as much. You need to start being more of her mother. Are you taking your meds?” Damn her for being nosy.

“No mother we talked about this. I don’t like how they make me feel.” She knows this answer. I feel like a zombie on those pills I don’t care what that doctor told me. I’m not crazy.

“Nicole Ann Marie, you know what the doctor said. We’re not supporting you for you to have another episode. You best better be taking what’s prescribed for you. I don’t think you want to be back in the hospital again. You’ve been acting so strange." I try hard to contain my scream. She’s getting on my nerves.

“Fine mom, whatever you say. Nothing is strange about my behavior. I’ll try to remember to take my meds.” Not going to happen. I say goodbye and hang up my phone. I don’t need to waste my time talking to her about things she doesn’t understand. I finally pull out of the parking space and drive over to my condo.

I’m furious on my drive. I almost can’t see straight. There’s too much running through my head.

I’m not crazy.

I don’t want to take that medicine, any of it. I won’t take it.

Doctors are freaking pill pushers and want to label me.

Plus, I like how I feel now. I’ve never felt better in my life. I’m in control.

I need to do something. I finally get home and slam my car door as I get out. How could this get so messed up? It was planned out to perfection.

I get inside and look around. I have some of his things in my place. I need to get rid of them before someone ties me to him. I also need to figure out a new plan to get what I want. Jordan needs to see that I’m the better woman for him.

I know how to please him in ways she could never please him. I swear that girl doesn’t have a dirty bone in her body. That’s what he needs is a dirty girl. I was his dirty girl. I was also his good girl. I giggle to myself.

I waited for him and cared for him while he was in the military. I was there when he took over for his father. Then he tossed me away. I deserve him, no one can love him as much as me. He loved me then and still loves me now. I know this in the way he looks at me.

I walk into my kitchen and pour myself a glass of Bourbon. I guess it seems after all I have a taste for the stuff. I mean Travis loved to drink it all the time. I need to find all my notes on all this shit. The mess he has left me with has to be finished. I’m far from done. I don’t have Jordan yet.

I knew Travis was beginning to flake on me. I mean he has always been jealous of Jordan. That was easy to play off of. It did help my luck that the people Jordan involved himself with, were perfect. The Winters, simply perfect to keep Travis mad at him.

The men who put his poor daddy in jail. Fuck that! The man deserved to be there. No matter how many times I told him I felt bad that he never met his daddy. Blah, blah and blah. I laugh.

I walk into my bedroom and look at my pretty vase. It's full of black roses. Those were my idea. I mean if you want to scare someone away why not send them a symbol for death.

“FUCK ME!” I throw my now empty glass across the room and watch it shatter.

Jami Watts/ Jurnee Lane

I had the privilege at the end of September to meet the lovely Jami. I was so excited and happy about it. I got to spend the day with her and we went to two different photo shoots. It was a great experience and I have made my friendship with her more solid. If you get the chance check out her page on facebook.https://www.facebook.com/Jurnee-Lane-945723955447001/?fref=ts

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This is still Cara’s story, but in it, I failed her. I made her promises without thinking if I could actually keep them. Interesting how this is my job, to protect people and solve problems. However, someone always gets hurt.

Hearts will be broken again and again. This time, someone is going to die. This time, I can’t do my job on my own anymore. I have to trust and listen to the people around me.

Will I save her? Will she save me? Can she end up saving herself? Lies will be told and what is said should be seen. Do I have the strength to handle this new adventure? Only time will tell.

Someone needs to remember the thing that was forgotten.

EXCERPT

First, it was Hanna. She’s as dumb as a box of rocks. It was easy to get Travis to play with her pitiful heart strings. I just told him to follow my lead. I mean hell I’ve had him wrapped around my… I laugh again at how easy that was.

My phone rings.

“Hello, mother.” Perfect timing, I say to myself with lots of sarcasm.

“Are you picking up Isabella soon?” This is a bad time for me to have my daughter. I shiver in disgust.

“Mom right now isn’t a good time. Travis left me. Could you please keep her for the night?” I make sure I’m sweet when I talk to her. I know how to work my mother.

“I figured as much. You need to start being more of her mother. Are you taking your meds?” Damn her for being nosy.

“No mother we talked about this. I don’t like how they make me feel.” She knows this answer. I feel like a zombie on those pills I don’t care what that doctor told me. I’m not crazy.

“Nicole Ann Marie, you know what the doctor said. We’re not supporting you for you to have another episode. You best better be taking what’s prescribed for you. I don’t think you want to be back in the hospital again. You’ve been acting so strange." I try hard to contain my scream. She’s getting on my nerves.

“Fine mom, whatever you say. Nothing is strange about my behavior. I’ll try to remember to take my meds.” Not going to happen. I say goodbye and hang up my phone. I don’t need to waste my time talking to her about things she doesn’t understand. I finally pull out of the parking space and drive over to my condo.

I’m furious on my drive. I almost can’t see straight. There’s too much running through my head.

I’m not crazy.

I don’t want to take that medicine, any of it. I won’t take it.

Doctors are freaking pill pushers and want to label me.

Plus, I like how I feel now. I’ve never felt better in my life. I’m in control.

I need to do something. I finally get home and slam my car door as I get out. How could this get so messed up? It was planned out to perfection.

I get inside and look around. I have some of his things in my place. I need to get rid of them before someone ties me to him. I also need to figure out a new plan to get what I want. Jordan needs to see that I’m the better woman for him.

I know how to please him in ways she could never please him. I swear that girl doesn’t have a dirty bone in her body. That’s what he needs is a dirty girl. I was his dirty girl. I was also his good girl. I giggle to myself.

I waited for him and cared for him while he was in the military. I was there when he took over for his father. Then he tossed me away. I deserve him, no one can love him as much as me. He loved me then and still loves me now. I know this in the way he looks at me.

I walk into my kitchen and pour myself a glass of Bourbon. I guess it seems after all I have a taste for the stuff. I mean Travis loved to drink it all the time. I need to find all my notes on all this shit. The mess he has left me with has to be finished. I’m far from done. I don’t have Jordan yet.

I knew Travis was beginning to flake on me. I mean he has always been jealous of Jordan. That was easy to play off of. It did help my luck that the people Jordan involved himself with, were perfect. The Winters, simply perfect to keep Travis mad at him.

The men who put his poor daddy in jail. Fuck that! The man deserved to be there. No matter how many times I told him I felt bad that he never met his daddy. Blah, blah and blah. I laugh.

I walk into my bedroom and look at my pretty vase. It's full of black roses. Those were my idea. I mean if you want to scare someone away why not send them a symbol for death.

“FUCK ME!” I throw my now empty glass across the room and watch it shatter.

What I have learned while writing my book...

Lets start with the fact that I am a stay at home mom and what I do on a daily basis.

• cook
• clean
• run my house
• homeschool my children
• help my husband with his job 

Now, lets  go with the author, reader, blogger me.

This is my second blog. I own one for books I read only and other authors, Hot Girls Read. It has been an eye opener for sure. I have learned that not everyone's business ethics are the same. Neither are what they are capable of doing. Learning that has not only upset me and caused me stress, but it was my fault due to the fact that I wasn't seeing things for what they really are.

Next being an author. It takes a lot of hard word. Yeah, I wrote a book. I have been over and over my story. I have checked and rechecked the book then I sent it to the editor. I am still making sure that one last read over my someone who has not seen it, to check for any error. 

Self-publishing:

• writing to book
• cover art or photo or cover model
• cover designer
• editor
• promotions
• paperbacks
• formating
• copyright
• events
• signings 
• swag

The list goes on and on.

The there is the topic of having a Virtual Personal Assistant. Let me tell you what, that right there is tricky. There are things a Virtual Personal Assistant should be able to do. 

1. Update Facebook page and Twitter account with teasers, sales, and other promotional items related to the author's work. (All teasers and other promotional graphics will be provided by the author. Any other graphics must be approved by the author before posting.)
2. Maintain calendar for the author (blog takeovers, promotional events, and other miscellaneous items).
3. Keep track of giveaways. PA will be responsible for sending out and/or gifting copies of author's ebook(s) to winner of any giveaways he or she has donated to. PA will also be responsible for tracking addresses of winners of swag items, such as bookmarks, etc. and deliver a spreadsheet of this information to the author once a week.
4. Answer questions from fans as reasonable, regarding future releases, promotional events, signings, etc. or forward inquiry to the author for a response.
5. Assist author in organizing tasks  for her street team, including sharing posts made on the author's FB fan page with the street team for them to share on FB and twitter.
6. Other tasks as may be necessary.

Now here is where it can be tricky. This is an unpaid, volunteer position for the time being, with the understanding if the book takes off it could turn into a paid position. You will have access to the author's work and other sway items, including signed paperbacks, at no cost to you in exchange for your help. 

My issues is how can you have someone who wants to be your Virtual Personal Assistant who is unwilling to help you. That seems only there for the good stuff. Yeah, that really does not sound like a good assistant. 

I have made some changes and hopefully all for the best. I hate the name Virtual Personal Assistant, but I have an author assistant who is willing to help me and my book. So, I am happy now.

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Forget Cinderella, my debut novel releases December 7, 2015. Find out what happens when Cara finally finds her happily ever after and then it all gets taken away. Will she survive what's to come or will all be lost?

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~~ Synopsis for Forget Cinderella (True Loves Fairytale 1)

 Cara Mia

 It all begins with my story.

 I was Momma’s beautiful, happy, hippie princess. Then I was lost, sad and closed off. I wanted the fairy tale, I wanted to be Cinderella.

When I was preparing to start life on my own my story took on twists and turns I never expected. I decided to take some time to turn my story around. I wanted a happily ever after that was almost impossible until I met Amber, my friend, and she made me realize my story wasn’t where it was meant to be.

Then Jordan came along, my prince, and now my story is out of my hands. I’ve found what I was missing and I didn’t even know it, but it may all be taken away from me. I may even be taken away from this wonderful life I’ve built and the people I’ve surrounded myself with. My beautiful life could be gone and my fairytale forgotten. I don’t even have a glass slipper to help me.