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March 10, 2022

Release Announcement

MARK YOUR CALENDARS AND SAVE THE DATES!

“The Trial Show: The Resistance Rises”

Blurb Release: May 23rd, 2022

Cover Reveal: June 6th, 2022

Release Date: July 11th, 2022

If you’re looking for a gripping science fiction, filled with enticing fantasy and spy thriller elements, then get ready to meet your next favourite book!

The story in this book was an “Official Coronet Selection” at the “Queen Palm International Film Festival,” in the “Best Feature Script” category.

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Published on March 10, 2022 12:54

February 14, 2022

Giveaway Time

Hi everyone! I decided to run a small giveaway. All you have to do is go to my Twitter and follow the instructions.

Link: https://twitter.com/Konstantina88P/status/1493379935322492934

On February 28th, I will randomly select 3 winners. Only UK-based participants at the moment. You must also have a kindle email.

Good luck!

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Published on February 14, 2022 16:28

March 22, 2021

Dangerously self-contained

You were fifty-seven, divorced and remarried. Your firstborn was found dead; you hadn’t spoken to your other son for years. When you were diagnosed there was no one to take care of you except for your new husband’s old crow of a sister. But you were proud, rough. Tired of hearing her muttering and cursing her tough luck when she thought you were too sick to realize… So you did the only logical thing. You destroyed a home that was never truly yours and yourself with it. Did fire hurt?

Disclaimer: All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental

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Published on March 22, 2021 15:17

December 22, 2020

Official Coronet Selection

I got some amazing news today! My script “The Trial Show” was officially selected at Queen Palm International Film Festival, receiving an Official Coronet Selection.

Here is the link to the festival’s website, where I’m now listed among the other 2020 Fourth Quarter Selections.
https://www.queenpalmfilmfest.org/4th-qtr-coronet-selections

As a Coronet Selection, my project received excellent scores for its technical and creative elements.





A huge thank you to the judges and congratulations to the winners!

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Published on December 22, 2020 20:33

July 11, 2020

“WolfHeart” Free for all on Inkitt

Hi all!


My fantasy novel “Wolfheart” is now free for all on inkitt! Have a look if you’d like, and leave behind a rating and/or a review!


https://www.inkitt.com/stories/fantasy/546386


 

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Published on July 11, 2020 14:37

June 10, 2020

I Wish You Had Stayed

I was there, holding her hand… I knew it was the end and I needed to inhale as much of her as I could; commit it to my memory for later recollection and repentance. She was staring at me with her pleading eyes, but all I could do was pray for the misty oblivion of sleep to come sooner. I rearranged her pillows and tried to give her some water. She couldn’t swallow it; she started crying. Kneeling next to her, I felt her forehead; she was burning… What could a man like me do to make her peaceful? How could such a creature suffer so much?


Two hours later and I was still standing there. The light was gone from her eyes; her voice was coming out like a whisper. I stooped closer, trying to absorb the hoarse words.


“All I wanted was to make you happy… I’m sorry”


“You already have” was the answer that died on my lips; I had run out of time. It was four in the morning when I lost her.


I can’t remember how I got out of the hospital or for how long I was wandering around. I can remember the empty streets, though, and that it was raining; that I was desperately trying to picture her face, guilty for the tears that were clouding my vision and for the unhappy thoughts that were overwhelming me. But I had to remember every single second of us. What I am now I owe it all to her, no matter the broken heart she left behind. I had to remember… How I met her, the first smile, the first touch, the first kiss. It was the only way I knew to prove to her how much I had loved and how much she took away.


 


One of the first things she said to me was that she couldn’t comprehend when I was serious, when I was joking around or when I was just making fun of her. I am ashamed to know that I never made her feel safe around me; that I was swirling in ecstasy, in a myth I had built around myself, uncaring and unsatisfied. Every single detail comes to me now, I can remember every little move and it hurts so much more.


When we had to be apart for the first time, I simply took her hand and asked her to stay, holding her gaze. And she did, without asking why, just knowing that I wasn’t ready to say goodbye yet, trusting in the false sense of awareness that was surrounding me.


The first time I visited her at the hospital, she was laying broken. That’s when the truth started coming crushing down, like a wave of lava destroying everything on its path, making souls and minds despair. I was ready to get carried away too, no matter how strong my foothold was. The power of the fire was melting every inch of hope and, slowly but firmly, it burned my own ego and her trust to ashes. The only thing that was keeping me in touch with reality was her strained smile, creepy yet reassuring; the secret expectation that I hadn’t lost her yet. She asked me if her scars were ugly now and I said that everything was a part of her. So how could they ever be ugly? She smiled that deceitful smile of hers and went back to sleep. I was left staring out of the window the quietness of an early autumn, knowing that soon I would be forced to leave behind the best part of myself. And I was so afraid that the remnant could never do justice to the person she helped me become.


The only time we made love I had my lips glued to hers, thirsty for love and passion. We were on the beach and she was afraid to get into the water, open scars always against salt. I picked her up and laid her on the muddy sand unaware that it meant so much more for her than an impulsive erotic instinct. She was giving me herself and I didn’t deserve it. Afterwards, she slept naked in my arms uncaring for the repercussions. The night had come when I finally got up and left her there, her eyes shining with unshed tears of betrayal.


 


It’s been a month since I lost her but time cannot fly forward when you so stubbornly think of the past. For days I feel like lost and this is not me; I can’t stand it. What would happen if I’d just disappear? Who would be worried? The only thing that’s keeping me here is her. Her precious smile, her tiny fists that can hold the whole world. I need to pick up the phone and say “I need you” but who would answer? Who would say “I’m here for you, don’t be scared”? Everything would be so different if you had stayed…


 


I look at past photographs and all I can think of is if we had been there together; what was she wearing, had I kissed her, had I made her smile? One year and a half and, finally, I was able to tell myself that I was well. Not because the pain and loneliness had subsided, but because I had learnt to live with them. I learned to get up every morning expecting nothing, living each day in vain until the next morning would come and everything would start again from the beginning.


I need to stop thinking; tear these few pages apart and look forward. But I don’t want to… Not yet… She told me once that through the darkness she kept hearing my voice, that it was the only thing keeping her head above the water. I wish I had a similar comfort. But soul and mind are two things incompatible. When the one is ready to take over, something happens at the last moment and takes your happiness out of your grasp. The balance is thin and delicate and I had to walk on that tightrope many times since I met her.


No matter how much I try to smile now for my little girl, I know it’s in vain. It’s fake and she can feel it.


 


The night we learned she was pregnant she came to my room and curled her body around me, whispering that she was scared, asking for my help. All I did was to stroke her back and let her lie there with me, without the words she desperately needed to hear. She started singing an old lullaby and I kissed her forehead, letting myself drift off to sleep.


“What do you fear so much?” I asked the following morning.


“I am afraid of you… That you don’t love me anymore… That I’m alone… That I have let you down”.


“I promise that I will be there for you but don’t ask for more. That’s all I allow myself to give”. And once again I walked away knowing that I was only fooling myself. And when the time came and she gave birth, I knew that she wasn’t going to love the tiny creature that was breathing with difficulty a few rooms down the corridor simply because part of it was mine. And it only became worse.


The morning I took our little girl home she couldn’t stop crying. I begged her to try and hold her, but she was screaming to take the baby away from her and make her quiet. She had lost what few shreds of logic she had left.


 


I spent days after the funeral alone in her room. I should have seen it coming when she told me that she would leave, but I guess I needed to think that she was stronger than that. After a week I forced myself to go see my daughter again, a strong reminder of what I had lost. I felt hours passing by rearranging her small furniture and folding her colourful clothes. I didn’t want to be alone anymore.


So it’s time now to end this story and store it away in a box full of memories I never want to lose and never need to disturb. But how can I truly miss you when I never really had you? I close now this notebook in hopes that one day I will meet you again… The girl that I only loved once but gave me something that I will love forever.


 


THE END


 


This story was published in the anthology “100 Voices Vol. II” by Centum Press on January 2017. The reason I chose to make it public and free for all is summarised in this previous post:


Why to stay away from Centum Press


 

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Published on June 10, 2020 10:03

October 19, 2019

“WolfHeart” Anniversary

It is a month before my novel’s, “WolfHeart”, 2-year anniversary. In order to celebrate, you can get the e-book on discount, only for $0.99 until November 19th. Check it out!


Consider leaving a rating and/or a review if you enjoyed it!


Thank you!

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Published on October 19, 2019 05:17

April 26, 2019

Happy to announce “Don’t Let Go” Release

 




Title: Don’t Let Go




Author: Konstantina P.




Genre: Contemporary Romance




Release Date: April 23, 2019


Publisher: Limitless Publishing




 













I know he loves me. I can see it in his eyes whenever he looks at me, feel it in his touch whenever his fingers trace across my skin. It’s every woman’s dream, to be adored by a man—to be loved so fiercely.





Deep down I know I need him. I need him to help me feel alive, to help me breathe again. And there’s nothing I want more than to be able to love him back. But I can’t.





My fate has already been determined, and loving him would be a reckless mistake. There can be no happily ever after to our love story. In fact, we can’t have a love story at all…





Which is why I have to break his heart.








































Konstantina lives in Athens, Greece, where for the past 13 years she has managed to find time for both of her passions: science and fiction.




 


 




While pursuing her career in Physics -managing to obtain a BSc, a MSc, and a PhD- she started putting down on paper various stories that haven’t seen the light of day yet. In 2013, she got her Diploma in Scriptwriting for TV, Film, Stage, Radio.




 


 




During the early stages of her career, she doubled as a playwright with four plays being performed in festivals in Greece. She has a couple of short stories published in anthologies and her debut full-length novel, “WolfHeart”, came in 2017, indie-published on amazon. “Don’t Let Go” is her second novel.




 


























 








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Published on April 26, 2019 08:06

April 12, 2019

“Don’t Let Go” pre-order

Guys! My new novel, “Don’t Let Go”, from Limitless Publishing, LLC is available for pre-order!


Here is the link: https://www.amazon.com/Dont-Let-Go-Konstantina-P-ebook/dp/B07QG3YGG7


If you choose to pre-order, the file will be delivered automatically to your kindle device on April 23rd when the book goes live!


Fancy giving it a chance?

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Published on April 12, 2019 11:57

April 7, 2019

Cover Reveal!

It’s the 7th already! So here is the amazing cover for my new novel “Don’t Let Go”, coming from Limitless Publishing on April 23rd!


Needless to say, I love it! What do you guys think?


All credit should go to Deranged Doctor Design http://www.derangeddoctordesign.com/


They did such a great job! Thank you!


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Published on April 07, 2019 07:09