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Starts out in summer of 1963. Sweet little ten-year-old Catholic school girl Georgia Christine meets eleven-year-old smoker with armpit hair who really does live on the wrong side of the tracks Easy. She and Abigail May are mystery solvers, The Darnay Spies, in their spare time, and Easy Caghan (E.C.) and his brother Cap will keep these two little ladies on their sleuthing toes. Darnay Road leads them into a future where their childish friendship blooms into love. Will the Vietnam War be the one challenge they can’t overcome?


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Easy is digging in the high pocket on his jacket. He gets out a velvet box and hands it to me. “I told you I’d get you something, right?” he says. He just seems so serious. He hands me this box. I look at him before I open it and smile but he doesn’t smile back.

“Go on,” he says meaning I should open the box, and I do and it’s a ring with an opal. I know it is because I love opals very much and he says it. “It’s an opal.”

I take it out and it fits just right.

“Abigail May told me the size,” he says.

Well she didn’t spill the beans at all. I put it on my finger and I keep my hand in a fist because my nails are just plain Jane. I don’t do much to them unless Abigail May and I do it together, but we haven’t lately.

“Thank you,” I say. I look at him. “Thank you,” I say again because he can’t have much money and there are a million places.

He takes in a big breath. “Well I wanted to,” he says.

I look at his lips and he leans a little and kisses me. I am overcome.

“Easy,” I whisper. I’ve got tears.

“What’s the matter?” he says low.

“I…,” I laugh a little, “never thought I’d get a ring from you in Disbro’s truck.” That’s not what I was going to say, I don’t know what I was going to say, but it’s the truth about this truck.

He laughs too. “Yeah. I’m just looking for time with you when they aren’t all around.”

It has been that way. We’re being watched.

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Living comfortably in the heart of America with the people I love. I live an extroverted life, but I’m a genuine introvert. An urban kid, I spent much of my youth running in various neighborhood establishments. There I met many colorful characters and I learned to love them and be fascinated by them. My love of story comes from them. I learned to sit on a bar stool or a kitchen chair or in a pew and hear story. Hear the voices telling story. See the mouths move and the hands clutching glasses or cigarettes. See and hear the laughter. There is no greater honor than to hear someone’s story. If you feel that way about the tales I tell…what more could I ask.


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Cover Reveal: The Mistake by Elle Kennedy

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He’s a player in more ways than one…

College junior John Logan can get any girl he wants. For this hockey star, life is a parade of parties and hook-ups, but behind his killer grins and easygoing charm, he hides growing despair about the dead-end road he’ll be forced to walk after graduation. A sexy encounter with freshman Grace Ivers is just the distraction he needs, but when a thoughtless mistake pushes her away, Logan plans to spend his final year proving to her that he’s worth a second chance.

Now he’s going to need to up his game…

After a less than stellar freshman year, Grace is back at Briar University, older, wiser, and so over the arrogant hockey player she nearly handed her V-card to. She’s not a charity case, and she’s not the quiet butterfly she was when they first hooked up. If Logan expects her to roll over and beg like all his other puck bunnies, he can think again. He wants her back? He’ll have to work for it. This time around, she’ll be the one in the driver’s seat…and she plans on driving him wild.


Review: True Love Way by Mary Elizabeth


Some days are brighter than others, but Penelope Finnel has been taught she can be invisible behind the colored lenses of her heart-shaped sunglasses.
Her mind is her worst enemy, and simply waking up in the morning is risky. For a kid like her, staying in bed is easier, especially when the day has come to start school in a new town with new kids who don’t understand that the clouds are not the only reason everything is so gloomy.
Dillon Decker is a typical boy from a typical small town who radiates light and happiness. Under the hovering glare from her father, Dillon leads Penelope around on his bicycle’s handlebars, hoping he is the cure to her madness.
But when friend turns to lover, and lover turns to caretaker, how much can either of them tolerate before they’re swallowed whole?
A story about moving trucks and rollerblades, candy for smiles, and notes across lawns.
First loves and the struggle to keep it sane.
The true love way.
My dad stares at me like I just told him there’s a dental theories’ seminar for nerd dentists like himself he wasn’t invited to.
No, better than that.
His face reminds me of that time he realized a grown man had stolen his lucky molar spreader from his office after an extraction and was forced to buy a new, unlucky one.
“Are you sure you’re ready?” Dad clears his throat, shutting the door so that Mom doesn’t hear our conversation.
Sex is natural, it happens, and it’s a part of becoming a man. Dad told me all of this when he was naming parts on a plastic uterus, and now he wants to know if I’m ready. I wasn’t ready for hair to grow on my balls, but that happened.
I wonder how many M&M’s Coach Finnel will give me if I make Pen smile during sex.
Those should count as double.
“Considering Penelope’s condition, Dillon, committing to a physical relationship with her isn’t very wise.”
“She’s sad sometimes,” I say, swallowing my anger. “Not dying.”
Pulling the rolling chair out from behind his desk, he sits and takes his glasses off. Dad pinches the bridge of his nose before continuing. “There’s more to it than that, Dillon. Especially in children, and that’s exactly what the two of you are.”
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We’re tangled limbs and naked skin, breathing heavily and touching curiously. My bare back stings under the summer sun, and her pale, undressed chest practically glows. A cage of stark white bone, red blood and muscle, and blue veins protect the fragile beating heart beneath. I brush my lips over the diamond-shaped collection of freckles at the base of her throat and push my knees up, opening hers around me.
She’s tired-wild and lifeless-living.
The dense wall of trees around us protects her from being seen, and the blanket over the grass keeps her comfortable. Far enough out into the woods, only the wildlife will hear her screams.
She’s all that matters and safe with me.
Sliding my hands up her thin stomach and over her round chest, my girl tilts her head back, and her brown eyes move under her translucent lids. Chapped lips part, and a sound so small escapes I don’t know if I heard it and question my own sanity.
“Are you sure this is what you want?” I ask, unbuttoning my shorts.
Penelope’s long lashes flutter, and she opens her eyes against sun rays so strong red blotches slowly appear on her outstretched arms. She has green blades of grass in her grip, holding on to Earth so she doesn’t fly away as I slowly push my fingers into her warmest spot.
My girl circles her hips over my hand, and I shove deeper, like either one of us knows what this really means.
Leaning over her small body, I kiss the length of Pen’s neck and pull her earlobe between my teeth.
“We can stop whenever you want,” I say, licking the single tear that bleeds from the side of her eye.
“I don’t want to,” insistence answers with a breathless voice.


If you read through reviews of Mary Elizabeth’s work, the descriptor you will find over and over again is “very talented.” Mary has a way of picking apart characters and subtly revealing what makes them tick.

The thing about mental illness is, nobody quite knows what to do about it. Loved ones want to be supportive, but they have their own ideas about what is and isn’t an acceptable treatment. And they don’t want conflict, so they let things drift. And they drift. And they get worse. And everyone suffers.

Why is Pen so tortured? I kept waiting to see if something had happened to her in early childhood, but apparently, all her troubles are genetic. Her parents love her fiercely, but inconsistently. I liked them, but each had moments when they were so fed up that they parented poorly. Their frustration was real but they seemed to have no guidance. They consulted many professionals, but nothing ever seemed to come of it. Personally, I’m a terrier. I would not be able to go on for years and years watching a child implode and live with the status quo. While reading this, I did not feel like there was any sort of intervention or routine to apply when Pen went through her depressive episodes. Every time Pen was on the verge of getting an effective treatment, the chance was pulled away from her. At any time an option for treatment was presented, the parents took a step back. That frustrated me. Some cognitive behavioural therapy might have worked wonders.

Mary Elizabeth is fond of quoting Jeremiah 17:9 in her works: The heart is deceitful above all things and beyond cure. (NIV) Well, Pen is a fortunate girl to attract a heart that becomes permanently lovesick. At the age of 12, she moves next door to a boy who takes one look at her and sees forever. And what a boy!

Dillon is intelligent, ambitious, hard-working and not hard on the eyes. Pen can’t quite understand why Dillon thinks so much of her, but she’s very fortunate that he does. His love is so big that it plucks away Pen’s flaws and reveals the diamond underneath. Really, for many years, he’s the only person, aside from her parents, who values her. His love is extremely sacrificial, which is both noble and hard to sustain.


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Dillon becomes the special person in Pen’s life who can coax her out of bed to attend to her responsibilities. She wants to be healthy, and be a good friend (and eventually soulmate) for his sake. Sadly, a wish to love affectionately can lead to coddling. Dillon becomes more of a caregiver than a partner for a while, and in taking this great task on his young shoulders, he fails to meet his own goals and develops unhealthy habits. It’s not until he reacts badly to something petty that the blinders come off and he begins to put things into a better perspective.

When faced with losing Dillon, Pen makes gains for the first time. She starts to integrate with society.

This is a story about taking the dirt out of your own eye before trying to take it out of that of someone else. And there’s another sobering but calming fact to be gleaned here: nobody can control the behaviour of another person, one can only manage oneself. And I mean this in the best of ways: we all want the best for our significant others, but how they behave is ultimately up to them. To realize this is to free oneself from paralyzing guilt. It also frees us from dependency.

I’d recommend this book to people suffering from depression and panic attacks, and those who love them. And I’d like to point out a verse that suggests a healthy way to which we can aspire to love: 1 John 3:18, Dear children, let us not love with words or speech but with actions and in truth. (NIV)

I’m not going to tell you how this ends. The book is well worth your time. Four stars.

Mary Elizabeth is an up and coming author who finds words in chaos, writing stories about the skeletons hanging in your closets.
Known as The Realist, Mary was born and raised in Southern California. She is a wife, mother of four beautiful children, and dog tamer to one enthusiastic Pit Bull and a prissy Chihuahua. She’s a hairstylist by day but contemporary fiction, new adult author by night. Mary can often be found finger twirling her hair and chewing on a stick of licorice while writing and rewriting a sentence over and over until it’s perfect. She discovered her talent for tale-telling accidentally, but literature is in her chokehold. And she’s not letting go until every story is told.
“The heart is deceitful above all things and beyond cure.”–Jeremiah 17:9



Cover Reveal + Excerpt: Stardust by Alexandra Richland

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Release Date: Tuesday May 26, 2015


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Following their Academy Award wins, the film careers of Elizabeth Sutton and Aidan Evans reach stratospheric heights. Now bona fide superstars, the Hollywood press and throngs of starstruck fans await them at every turn, and the pressure to maintain their luminary status for the benefit of Starlight Studios escalates.


Away from the spotlight, Beth and Aidan’s forbidden romance intensifies. Passionate nights spent together in secret stoke their mutual desires, each experience more extraordinary than the last.


Beth is thrilled with the breakthroughs in both her professional and personal lives, but perpetual feelings of guilt and self-doubt cripple Aidan’s happiness. Slowly, the burdens brought on by the fame he neither courted nor craved unleash his inner torment, releasing the demons Beth’s love and support helped him cage.


Aidan must embark on a final journey to move on from his traumatic past once and for all, but the outcome is anything but certain. It leads him down an unexpectedly dark path, from an explosive showdown with studio head Luther Mertz, to a jarring revelation about his mother’s death that could hold the key to his salvation or exile him from everyone he loves forever.


Stardust is the powerful conclusion to The Starlight Trilogy, a story of love and redemption set against the backdrop of the final years of Hollywood’s Golden Age.




Beth’s forefinger traveled his bare chest in a languid, circular pattern. “Would you mind if I took a shower?”

“Not at all.” Aidan pulled back the covers. “I’ll set up everything for you. Wait here.”

“Actually, I would like you to join me. If you want to, that is.” Beth slipped out of bed and stepped over their Academy Awards. In the doorway, she stopped and held out her hand.

Aidan gaped at her, as if he was taking in her naked body for the first time. Her skin was flushed, well kissed. Her dark hair fell to just above her shoulders, sand-speckled from their visit to the beach yesterday. The swell of her breasts, the curve of her hips . . . everything about her was perfect.

If he wanted to?

Damn it. He wanted nothing more.



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STARLIGHT (The Starlight Trilogy Book #1) Cover, Synopsis, and Exclusive Excerpt!


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October 1952 finds eighteen-year-old Marie Bates relocating from her rainy hometown in the Pacific Northwest to the sun-soaked streets of Los Angeles, California. Marie’s plans for a teaching career take an unexpected turn when she’s asked to film a screen test at Starlight Motion Picture Studios.


Renamed Elizabeth Sutton by the studio heads, she lands her first role as an extra. On set, Beth spies Aidan Evans, a rebellious, twenty-three-year-old Method actor from New York. Aidan is branded as a stuck-up troublemaker by his famous Hollywood peers, but Beth suspects a tragic secret lurks behind his steely facade.


As their careers hit the fast track and friendship evolves into romance, the expectations of Hollywood stardom threaten to shine a spotlight on Aidan’s dark past before he can make peace with it. Beth must help Aidan confront the painful event that shattered his life and conquer a terrifying truth before it destroys him and their future together.


Starlight is the first book in The Starlight Trilogy, a story of love and redemption set against the backdrop of the final years of Hollywood’s Golden Age.


Starlight is the first book in The Starlight Trilogy, a story of love and redemption set against the backdrop of the final years of Hollywood’s Golden Age.




Aidan cleared his throat. “Beth?”


“Yes, Aidan?”


“May I place a kiss on your cheek?”


“A kiss?” Heat fanned across her face. “Why, yes. I’d . . . I’d like that very much.”


“I’m sorry I’m asking you in my car—”


“I don’t mind. Honest.” Her blush deepened.


Aidan draped his arm over her seat and moved closer . . . closer. Then, finally, his lips were near hers. “I had a wonderful time with you today.”


“Me, too.” Beth closed her eyes.


Aidan pressed his lips to her cheek, followed by her jaw, stirring something intensely pleasurable deep inside her, which she’d never felt previously. It drilled into her very being, transforming her longing for him into something so fierce she thought she’d cease living if he didn’t give her what she wanted immediately.


Beth took in a sharp breath as he moved lower . . . lower. When his lips met her neck, desire rippled from her head to her toes and she let out a gasp. “Oh my!”


Aidan flung back against the driver’s door, his eyes wide and his hands yanking at his hair. “Beth, I’m sorry! I got carried away. Damn it. I’m so sorry . . .”


It took her a moment to realize he’d misinterpreted her response. “No, Aidan. Wait. I didn’t react that way because you made me feel uncomfortable.”


He dropped his hands from his hair. “Then why?”


“I, uh . . .” She lowered her gaze. “I liked what you were doing . . . a lot.”


“Are you sure?”


“Yes.” Beth’s next words were unladylike, but the absence of his lips on her skin drove her crazy. “Actually, I’d like for you to do it again. Kiss my cheek. My neck . . . That is, if you don’t mind.”


“Mind?” Aidan shook his head. “I’d be honored.”



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STARBRIGHT (The Starlight Trilogy Book #2) Cover, Synopsis, and Exclusive Excerpt!


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For starlet Elizabeth Sutton, it’s difficult to tell which has more momentum: her burgeoning film career, or the growing intimacy in her forbidden romance with notorious Hollywood outsider, Aidan Evans.


When the opportunity to costar in a feature film arrives, Beth and Aidan fight to keep their relationship out of Hollywood’s rumor mill and away from the ever-watchful eyes of Starlight Studios head Luther Mertz, who condemns a union between them and threatens the future of Beth’s acting career.


The pressure mounts as the cameras roll. Beth and Aidan navigate the precarious heights of superstardom while exploring their physical desires in secret. Beth grapples between the debilitating nervousness over her sexual inexperience and her unbridled need for Aidan. Meanwhile, the demons from Aidan’s past he thought forever vanquished linger on the fringes of a fragile inner peace . . .


The Starlight Trilogy is a story of love and redemption set against the backdrop of the final years of Hollywood’s Golden Age.




The door opened and Aidan emerged from the bathroom, vigorously rubbing his hair with a towel. He wore navy blue briefs and a white T-shirt that hugged him across his chest and shoulders.


With the setting of the sun, darkness shrouded the room except for the soft light from the table lamp, lending him an ethereal glow. He looked like a powerful blend of runway model and unadulterated male. Her imagination couldn’t have constructed a more handsome man.


Any apprehension Beth had about her appearance vanished when Aidan spotted her on the bed. He didn’t say a word, but the truth sparked in his eyes. They consumed her ravenously, as if one good look wasn’t nearly enough.


He cleared his throat, though his voice sounded no less rough because of it. “Please stand up so I can see you properly.”


Beth tried to breathe normally, but it was impossible. She slid across the mattress, feeling a heightened awareness of every part of her body under his dedicated stare. As her bare feet met the carpet, she adjusted her nightgown. She wanted nothing more than to please him, to give him the show he craved and so much more.


“Turn around.” Aidan’s gentle plea was belied by the hunger in his eyes.


Beth did as he requested, receiving a sense of empowerment and pleasure that could never come from being one of the most popular actresses in the country, but only from the admiration of the man for whom she cared so deeply—the man who knew the real her, not the enhanced version created by the movie studio, and still desired her above all other women.


At the completion of her rotation, Beth made the thrilling discovery that Aidan was aroused. His erection pushed against his briefs, giving her the strongest indication yet as to how he looked beneath them. She longed to touch him like she did in the bathroom at his house, only in the flesh. And this time, she would bring him to orgasm.


Aidan set down the towel and moved toward her, his hair wild and damp, his eyes gloriously green and greedy. Beth breathed in deeply as his arms encircled her waist and he pulled her close. He smelled like lavender soap and summer rain.


“You look stunning, Beth.” Aidan whispered the words, but they resonated as though he’d shouted them for the world to hear.


He leaned forward and kissed her carefully, kindling her internal flame of desire. Beth pushed her hands into his hair and pressed her lips more firmly to his, even adding a bit of tongue.


Aidan pulled back. His eyes searched hers, as if he sensed there was an additional method to her erotic madness. “Have you ever had an orgasm?”


Beth frowned. While she’d hoped that was where things would lead for both of them tonight, she wasn’t expecting such a blunt question. “I told you I’ve never been with a man before you.”


“I know.” Aidan glided his hands down her back, caressing her with silk and sweetness. “What I mean is… have you ever pleasured yourself?”


Beth’s eyes widened. “No, never. I was always under the impression it was inappropriate for a woman to… you know…”


The silence that greeted her was unnerving.


“Why, is that bad?” She pitched him a tentative glance.


“It’s not bad.” His voice sounded throatier than before.


“Are you certain?”


Aidan’s eyes grew darker. “I prefer that you’ve never had an orgasm.” He leaned in until his hot breath skated across her face. “Because I want to be the one to give you your first.”


Beth’s flame ignited into a raging inferno.


With a hum, Aidan brushed his lips to her ear, his fingers dancing over the skin the lace of her negligee revealed. “And I would like to do it tonight. That is, if you’ll award me the honor, little dove.”


Beth’s anxiety vanished as her desire and anticipation solidified into something so overwhelming, she couldn’t dream of saying no to him.


“I’m yours, Aidan.” A desperate whimper joined her reply. “Lay your hands on me… please.”



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Five Reasons To Read The Starlight Trilogy: 


  1. A sweeping Technicolor tale of forbidden romance.


  1. A detailed homage to the Golden Age of Hollywood cinema.


  1. Cameos from many of your favorite classic film stars.


  1. Transformation of a small town girl to silver screen starlet through Hollywood’s unforgiving lens.


  1. Close-up of a 1950s bad boy channeling a tragic past and the stress of sudden super stardom through the art of Method acting.





Alexandra Richland spends rotating twelve-hour shifts working as a registered nurse at a Toronto hospital, indulging in her love of science and medicine, and caring for patients with their own unique tales to tell.


When she is not on duty, Alexandra escapes into her own imagination. Therein lies a fantasy world of thrilling adventure, gorgeous men, classic Hollywood glamour, exotic getaways, and a seductive dose of romance. Alexandra captures these stories in her popular novels, The Starlight Trilogy and Frontline, her novella Slip Away, and her short story, Gilded Cage.