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September 30, 2011
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A DEADLY ENCOUNTER
SINS OF THE FATHER
SMOKE & MIRRORS
KING OF THE GAME
UNRAVELED: A SHORT STORY COLLECTIVE
THIN ICE
THIN ICE 2 - HIDE & SEEK
CROSSROADS: AN ANTHOLOGY
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A DEADLY ENCOUNTER
SINS OF THE FATHER
SMOKE & MIRRORS
KING OF THE GAME
UNRAVELED: A SHORT STORY COLLECTIVE
THIN ICE
THIN ICE 2 - HIDE & SEEK
CROSSROADS: AN ANTHOLOGY
August 5, 2011
HAVE YOU?
Have you checked out one of the hottest Anthologies released in a long time?? See what folks are saying about CROSSROADS: An Anthology...not your usual short story gathering!
5.0 out of 5 stars Absolutely Wonderful, August 4, 2011 By Nikki J Williamson (Atlanta, GA) - This review is from: Crossroads: An Anthology (Kindle Edition)
I'm totally floored. I'm usually not a fan of short stories however, after reading Crossroads, I have a change of heart. I enjoyed every minute of it. Packed with suspense and detail. This by far is the best Anthology, I've read. Each of the stories bought something new and real. If the authors are reading this review, I'm all for full length novels (smile). I can only imagine the work the authors put in making this book. I applaud them. Their stories spoke to me, grabbed my attention and didn't let go until the end.
5.0 out of 5 stars Absolutely Wonderful, August 4, 2011
By Nikki J Williamson (Atlanta, GA) -
This review is from: Crossroads: An Anthology (Kindle Edition)
I'm totally floored. I'm usually not a fan of short stories however, after reading Crossroads, I have a change of heart. I enjoyed every minute of it. Packed with suspense and detail. This by far is the best Anthology, I've read. Each of the stories bought something new and real. If the authors are reading this review, I'm all for full length novels (smile). I can only imagine the work the authors put in making this book. I applaud them. Their stories spoke to me, grabbed my attention and didn't let go until the end. Help other customers find the most helpful reviews
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4.0 out of 5 stars Morning Perk, July 11, 2011 By L. Taylor "Lulubug" (SoCali) - This review is from: Crossroads: An Anthology (Kindle Edition)
The characters in this anthology have two things in common. A small friendly staffed cafe called the Morning Perk and problems/secrets.The way each writer included the patrons and their favorite eatery was interesting.
KR Bankston's story of a killer for hire and the waitress with the 'I want you back boyfriend' was well written and suspenseful.
Elizabeth Lashuan's story of a selfish bisexual woman...'I'll have my cake and eat it too' attitude was jaw dropping.
Keith K Williams did a good job on his 'this is just sex' story....there are consequences that can be drastic.
DK Gatson's story of 'how well do you know your significant other?' was a good mystery.
When all said and done the Morning Perk is full of mystery...this anthology did a good job in tying the stories together but yet keeping them separate...each writer showed up and put their own personal touch on it.
This anthology is one of the better that I've read in long time. Congrats to all of you.
So what are YOU waiting for? Get your copy today via Amazon or BN!!
5.0 out of 5 stars Absolutely Wonderful, August 4, 2011 By Nikki J Williamson (Atlanta, GA) - This review is from: Crossroads: An Anthology (Kindle Edition)
I'm totally floored. I'm usually not a fan of short stories however, after reading Crossroads, I have a change of heart. I enjoyed every minute of it. Packed with suspense and detail. This by far is the best Anthology, I've read. Each of the stories bought something new and real. If the authors are reading this review, I'm all for full length novels (smile). I can only imagine the work the authors put in making this book. I applaud them. Their stories spoke to me, grabbed my attention and didn't let go until the end.
5.0 out of 5 stars Absolutely Wonderful, August 4, 2011
By Nikki J Williamson (Atlanta, GA) -
This review is from: Crossroads: An Anthology (Kindle Edition)
I'm totally floored. I'm usually not a fan of short stories however, after reading Crossroads, I have a change of heart. I enjoyed every minute of it. Packed with suspense and detail. This by far is the best Anthology, I've read. Each of the stories bought something new and real. If the authors are reading this review, I'm all for full length novels (smile). I can only imagine the work the authors put in making this book. I applaud them. Their stories spoke to me, grabbed my attention and didn't let go until the end. Help other customers find the most helpful reviews
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4.0 out of 5 stars Morning Perk, July 11, 2011 By L. Taylor "Lulubug" (SoCali) - This review is from: Crossroads: An Anthology (Kindle Edition)
The characters in this anthology have two things in common. A small friendly staffed cafe called the Morning Perk and problems/secrets.The way each writer included the patrons and their favorite eatery was interesting.
KR Bankston's story of a killer for hire and the waitress with the 'I want you back boyfriend' was well written and suspenseful.
Elizabeth Lashuan's story of a selfish bisexual woman...'I'll have my cake and eat it too' attitude was jaw dropping.
Keith K Williams did a good job on his 'this is just sex' story....there are consequences that can be drastic.
DK Gatson's story of 'how well do you know your significant other?' was a good mystery.
When all said and done the Morning Perk is full of mystery...this anthology did a good job in tying the stories together but yet keeping them separate...each writer showed up and put their own personal touch on it.
This anthology is one of the better that I've read in long time. Congrats to all of you.
So what are YOU waiting for? Get your copy today via Amazon or BN!!
July 22, 2011
Beware: Thin Ice
Look for a new series (Ebook) from Author KR Bankston, starting with the first book, Beware: Thin Ice.
Welcome to the city of Atlanta, home of Hip Hop Moguls JD, Luda, TI, Outkast and more, where Magic has its own city and redemption from sin can be found at any number of Mega Ministries the city heralds. It’s also home to Ian “Ice” Bailey a man as dangerous as he is sexy.
Our story begins on the East side, where we meet Ice and our supporting cast. Kaitlyn “KiKi” Ross and Jaleesa “Tweety” Mitchell; two ladies who can hold their own in the game, making moves and plays as well as any of their male counterparts. Things are fine until Tweety crosses the line, unwittingly dragging KiKi along, and invade Ice’s territory. That’s when everything becomes complicated.
Throw in a romantic triangle or three and the fun really starts. Ice has a thing for KiKi, but she has a thing for Tariq. Tariq Taylor is the short order cook she sells smack to and thinks he’s a junkie. Tariq is into KiKi, but Landon, the guy who works for the arena league that KiKi meets at the club, is determined she’s going to be with him. Confused yet? No? Well there’s Tweety’s man Evan, Landon’s friend, who isn’t what he presents himself to be and who also happens to have hidden lust for KiKi.
Ice is not a man accustomed to hearing no, or being outwitted in his business. His reaction to both is force, sometimes deadly. Begin the ride with us and meet all the players in our serial drama, starting with the beginning, BEWARE: Thin Ice.
Welcome to the city of Atlanta, home of Hip Hop Moguls JD, Luda, TI, Outkast and more, where Magic has its own city and redemption from sin can be found at any number of Mega Ministries the city heralds. It’s also home to Ian “Ice” Bailey a man as dangerous as he is sexy.
Our story begins on the East side, where we meet Ice and our supporting cast. Kaitlyn “KiKi” Ross and Jaleesa “Tweety” Mitchell; two ladies who can hold their own in the game, making moves and plays as well as any of their male counterparts. Things are fine until Tweety crosses the line, unwittingly dragging KiKi along, and invade Ice’s territory. That’s when everything becomes complicated.
Throw in a romantic triangle or three and the fun really starts. Ice has a thing for KiKi, but she has a thing for Tariq. Tariq Taylor is the short order cook she sells smack to and thinks he’s a junkie. Tariq is into KiKi, but Landon, the guy who works for the arena league that KiKi meets at the club, is determined she’s going to be with him. Confused yet? No? Well there’s Tweety’s man Evan, Landon’s friend, who isn’t what he presents himself to be and who also happens to have hidden lust for KiKi.
Ice is not a man accustomed to hearing no, or being outwitted in his business. His reaction to both is force, sometimes deadly. Begin the ride with us and meet all the players in our serial drama, starting with the beginning, BEWARE: Thin Ice.
July 6, 2011
AT THE CROSSROADS!!
Author Elizabeth LaShaun (Inconveinent Love), Author Keith K Williams (Water Flows Under Doors, Open Spaces), Author DK Gaston (Lost Hours, The Friday House, Tease, The Promise, Darkest Hours, 13) and Author KR Bankston (A Deadly Encounter, Sins of the Father, Smoke & Mirrors, King of the Game) Present a tasty dish served up for your enjoyment...CROSSROADS: AN ANTHOLOGY, availabe now via Amazon...Nook and Paperback coming soon!!
Synopsis:
Welcome to the Morning Perk, the best place in the neighborhood to grab a bite to eat, network, meet and mingle. The hustle and bustle as the traffic from every walk of life passes through its doors gives insight into four intriguing stories of love, lust, revenge, jealousy, and murder.
Meet Wednesday’s Customer, Elijah Bower, a man who lives a charmed life, enjoying the finer things in life, who changes women like he changes his clothes, a man who, for a price, would eliminate any breathing human being whose name you wrote on a piece of paper.
Feel Stacy’s pain as she recalls the innocent words: "It’s only For One Night," she told her with a beautiful smile. For reasons she still can't explain she believed her. Now she’s pregnant by a man she met one time. Her dilemma deepens because she doesn't have the slightest clue how she should break the news to her lover Janelle.
Maybe Brenda should have studied The Pre-req-ui-sites of Per-di-tion: something that is necessary to an end or the carrying out of a foundation, before utter destruction a little more carefully that day. Brenda has a secret that has started to unravel her mind. Danger is everywhere as the wrath of those she has wronged is hot on her heels. Will the truth turn her life into a wasteland she can't escape?
Today Tony was reaching out, In Desperation; to the last person in the world he thought could help him. Last night he was in heaven; asking the woman he loved to marry him. She accepted and he was on top of the world. The next day she disappeared and he found himself under investigation by the police. Then there was the Bald Man--mysterious, single minded, lethal. He wanted Tony dead.
Elizabeth LaShaun
Keith Kareem Williams
Keith Gaston
Synopsis:
Welcome to the Morning Perk, the best place in the neighborhood to grab a bite to eat, network, meet and mingle. The hustle and bustle as the traffic from every walk of life passes through its doors gives insight into four intriguing stories of love, lust, revenge, jealousy, and murder.
Meet Wednesday’s Customer, Elijah Bower, a man who lives a charmed life, enjoying the finer things in life, who changes women like he changes his clothes, a man who, for a price, would eliminate any breathing human being whose name you wrote on a piece of paper.
Feel Stacy’s pain as she recalls the innocent words: "It’s only For One Night," she told her with a beautiful smile. For reasons she still can't explain she believed her. Now she’s pregnant by a man she met one time. Her dilemma deepens because she doesn't have the slightest clue how she should break the news to her lover Janelle.
Maybe Brenda should have studied The Pre-req-ui-sites of Per-di-tion: something that is necessary to an end or the carrying out of a foundation, before utter destruction a little more carefully that day. Brenda has a secret that has started to unravel her mind. Danger is everywhere as the wrath of those she has wronged is hot on her heels. Will the truth turn her life into a wasteland she can't escape?
Today Tony was reaching out, In Desperation; to the last person in the world he thought could help him. Last night he was in heaven; asking the woman he loved to marry him. She accepted and he was on top of the world. The next day she disappeared and he found himself under investigation by the police. Then there was the Bald Man--mysterious, single minded, lethal. He wanted Tony dead.
Elizabeth LaShaun
Keith Kareem Williams
Keith Gaston
April 11, 2011
THE NEXT BIG THING!
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Dark Chocolate Publishing presents CROSSROADS: The Anthology..Four sneak peeks dripping with rich, sweet, delectable, anticipation...
***Excerpt from “Wednesday’s Customer” by KR Bankston***
Stepping out in the warmth of the spring day, Elijah turned right and headed up toward Swan Park. It was named after some rich benefactor or other who’d left millions to the parks and recreations department. I could sure as hell think of something better to invest my money in, dead or not, Elijah thought frowning slightly. Taking his time as he walked, he observed each person or establishment he passed along the way. He smiled seeing the young man and woman standing at the entrance to the alley he was passing. He could tell the young man was trying to get inside the woman and she was playing hard to get for the moment. Weak ass rap, blue ass balls, Elijah thought of the young man and continued his journey. Stopping at the tobacco shop he came upon, he went inside. He inhaled all the different tobacco’s loving the scent of them. Stepping to the counter Elijah asked for three Montecristo’s. The cigars were handmade in the Dominican Republic, accounting for their expensive price tag. Elijah loved them though, finding them to be a slow burning cigar loaded with rich, complex flavors.
Garnering his purchase he headed back into the day, his destination less than a block away. Checking the Rolex Cellini Classic on his wrist, Elijah smiled slightly and crossed the street with the light heading for the entrance of the park. He entered and found a bench, sitting down and enjoying the shade of the huge Oak that towered above his head. He watched a couple of free spirits playing Frisbee with their dogs and the housewives out strolling with their babies, conversing freely with each other. He saw the man walk by but didn’t react. Elijah continued watching the park participants for the next fifteen minutes before glancing to his right and seeing the package. Picking up the small brown bag, he opened it removing the breadcrumbs and beginning to spread them for the gathering geese.
Moving the crumbs around in the bag, he discovered the small slip of paper, a single name contained. Turning the slip over he read the dollar amount listed and smiled slightly. Folding the paper and putting it into his pocket, Elijah continued to feed the geese until the bag was empty. Rising, he brushed the crumbs from his lap and headed toward his converted loft apartment. Elijah Bower was a man who lived a charmed life, a man who enjoyed the finer things in life, who changed women like he changed his clothes, a man who, for a price, would eliminate any breathing human being whose name you wrote on a piece of paper.
***Excerpt from “For One Night” by Elizabeth LaShaun
Janelle watched Stacy closely as she ate. She betta say yeah, she brooded, recalling the hard work she put in to make Stacy happy.
“That was great baby,” Stacy said pulling Janelle by her arms and leading her to the beige, cloth sofa.
“I am happy that you enjoyed it,” Janelle told her before kissing her deeply. “Stacy do you love me,” Janelle asked, with just the right hint of doubt.
“Of course, I do,” Stacy quickly reassured stroking her face. “Why you ask that,” she asked hating that Janelle could doubt her love.
Sighing and pausing for effect, Janelle told her that she didn’t think she loved the real her. Seeing the confusion written on her lover’s face she hedged forward. She explained that like it or not she was bisexual and was still very attracted to men. “So you breaking up with me,” Stacy asked with an incredulous look, working overtime to keep her tears at bay. “No baby,” Janelle said. “Never, I want,” she trailed off again for effect, causing Stacy to quickly ask her what she wanted. “I want to have a threesome.”
Stacy quickly removed her hands from Janelle with widened eyes.
“See I knew you would react this way,” Janelle returned forging hurt.
“I’ll do it,” Stacy told her as the first tear escaped from her right eye.
The smile instantly came over Janelle’s face and she kissed her lover with immense passion. I knew she would go for it, she thought cockily. Okay its time to go in for the kill, she continued to brood as she began to tug at Stacy’s sweats. Giving head was not something that she enjoyed. She only performed the act after she had at least two orgasms herself.
Stacy moaned deeply as Janelle satisfied her. She was so gentle and attentive, which was rare. Most times Janelle seemed to be in a rush. Pushing the thoughts out of her mind she returned to her boo, who was pleasing her. Janelle brought her to her end twice and never asked for any pleasure or Willis. Instead she simply kissed Stacy on the cheek and went to retrieve a soapy washcloth. Reality set in quickly for Stacy. She had agreed to participate in a threesome. She had never been with a man and vowed to never be with one. If you don’t do it she will leave you, her heart threw at her. Immediately she resolved to see the threesome through. Janelle had sacrificed a year of her sexuality, she could at least compromise.
“Riley would go off if I told him this,” she mumbled as her mind once again went to her best friend.
As much as she tried to block out his words they were ringing loud and clear. The gnawing feeling in the pit of her stomach told her he was right.
***Excerpt from "The Prerequisites of Perdition" by Keith Kareem Williams***
Brenda had seen the stout man in the dark red business suit that was presently banging on Emily’s door before. She remembered his dark, thinning hair, slicked back with tons of grease. He saw her as she peeked through the curtains and smiled with unusually full lips, surrounded by a dark goatee. She could almost swear that he had red pupils and quickly looked away from them. Parked at the curb in front of the house was a vintage, candy red, ’69 Chevy Impala with a white, leather interior. Leaning on the car with a cell-phone to her ear was the man’s lover and counterpart. She was considerably taller than him and her short, cropped hair was bleach-white, matching the color of her tight, short dress. She was stunningly gorgeous and in another life, she might have been a super-model. Brenda watched in horror as the woman’s black lipstick-covered lips moved as she spoke into the phone. She also spotted Brenda in the front window. She winked at Brenda with her green eye. Her other eye was completely cloudy as if it had no pupil at all. The woman ended her call and bent over to reach into the back seat of the Impala. As she did, her short skirt rode up and exposed the bottom half of the luscious cheeks it barely covered. Once she got what she had reached for, she turned around and pulled her dress down, trying to cover the pale, shapely legs that seemed to go on forever. Then, as if she was a limousine driver at the airport, she held up a cardboard sign with BRENDA SWAN written in black lipstick.
“Oh my God!” Brenda exclaimed before she turned and ran back down the narrow hallway. “Don’t open the door!” she yelled back at Emily who was still rooted in place. Dirk had sent Grendel and Gretchen to claim his wife.
***Excerpt from “In Desperation” by DK Gaston
Hidden behind the dark tinted windows of his car the bald man watched Pamela Reeb with great interest as she left her apartment building. Her clothing was simple, geared more for comfort than fashion. She was dressed in skintight white denim jeans, a loosely fitted yellow tee-shirt, and white tennis shoes with yellow Nike symbols. Even her hair was practical, dark waves were pulled to the back of her head into a large tight bun. The camcorder zoomed in on her so that he could get a clear shot of her face.
“She’s pretty,” he said aloud, stretching the words out sounding like a hiss. The bald man’s breathing became heavy and his heart raced in his chest. “So very pretty.”
A voice, not his own, boomed in his earpiece. “You need to keep your focus.”
The camcorder slowly pivoted on the woman’s body from head to toe, lingering here and there as beads of sweat ran down the bald man’s forehead. She moved with the fluid grace of a dancer. He could hear his own breath much clearer now. It drowned out the dogged voice in his ear. He wanted to get out and meet this Pamela Reeb personally, not peer at her in secret. He yanked his right hand away from the camcorder and dropped it to the passenger seat where the knife waited. His index finger gently, slowly, caressed the sharp edges of the blade. His fingertips were flawless against the steel, sliding back and forth along its six-inch length. The mere act should have been enough to draw blood, but he was careful with the blade.
“No, it won’t be my blood it spills,” the bald man said in a low self-gratifying groan.
“What’s that?” It was the voice in his ear.
The bald man returned from his reverie and wondered if he had been talking aloud again. “It was nothing.” He wiped the sweat from his brow. “The woman has exited her apartment building. She’s headed for her vehicle.”
The voice said, “Excellent. Once she’s gone you know what to do.”
He smiled. “I do.”
Dark Chocolate Publishing presents CROSSROADS: The Anthology..Four sneak peeks dripping with rich, sweet, delectable, anticipation...
***Excerpt from “Wednesday’s Customer” by KR Bankston***
Stepping out in the warmth of the spring day, Elijah turned right and headed up toward Swan Park. It was named after some rich benefactor or other who’d left millions to the parks and recreations department. I could sure as hell think of something better to invest my money in, dead or not, Elijah thought frowning slightly. Taking his time as he walked, he observed each person or establishment he passed along the way. He smiled seeing the young man and woman standing at the entrance to the alley he was passing. He could tell the young man was trying to get inside the woman and she was playing hard to get for the moment. Weak ass rap, blue ass balls, Elijah thought of the young man and continued his journey. Stopping at the tobacco shop he came upon, he went inside. He inhaled all the different tobacco’s loving the scent of them. Stepping to the counter Elijah asked for three Montecristo’s. The cigars were handmade in the Dominican Republic, accounting for their expensive price tag. Elijah loved them though, finding them to be a slow burning cigar loaded with rich, complex flavors.
Garnering his purchase he headed back into the day, his destination less than a block away. Checking the Rolex Cellini Classic on his wrist, Elijah smiled slightly and crossed the street with the light heading for the entrance of the park. He entered and found a bench, sitting down and enjoying the shade of the huge Oak that towered above his head. He watched a couple of free spirits playing Frisbee with their dogs and the housewives out strolling with their babies, conversing freely with each other. He saw the man walk by but didn’t react. Elijah continued watching the park participants for the next fifteen minutes before glancing to his right and seeing the package. Picking up the small brown bag, he opened it removing the breadcrumbs and beginning to spread them for the gathering geese.
Moving the crumbs around in the bag, he discovered the small slip of paper, a single name contained. Turning the slip over he read the dollar amount listed and smiled slightly. Folding the paper and putting it into his pocket, Elijah continued to feed the geese until the bag was empty. Rising, he brushed the crumbs from his lap and headed toward his converted loft apartment. Elijah Bower was a man who lived a charmed life, a man who enjoyed the finer things in life, who changed women like he changed his clothes, a man who, for a price, would eliminate any breathing human being whose name you wrote on a piece of paper.
***Excerpt from “For One Night” by Elizabeth LaShaun
Janelle watched Stacy closely as she ate. She betta say yeah, she brooded, recalling the hard work she put in to make Stacy happy.
“That was great baby,” Stacy said pulling Janelle by her arms and leading her to the beige, cloth sofa.
“I am happy that you enjoyed it,” Janelle told her before kissing her deeply. “Stacy do you love me,” Janelle asked, with just the right hint of doubt.
“Of course, I do,” Stacy quickly reassured stroking her face. “Why you ask that,” she asked hating that Janelle could doubt her love.
Sighing and pausing for effect, Janelle told her that she didn’t think she loved the real her. Seeing the confusion written on her lover’s face she hedged forward. She explained that like it or not she was bisexual and was still very attracted to men. “So you breaking up with me,” Stacy asked with an incredulous look, working overtime to keep her tears at bay. “No baby,” Janelle said. “Never, I want,” she trailed off again for effect, causing Stacy to quickly ask her what she wanted. “I want to have a threesome.”
Stacy quickly removed her hands from Janelle with widened eyes.
“See I knew you would react this way,” Janelle returned forging hurt.
“I’ll do it,” Stacy told her as the first tear escaped from her right eye.
The smile instantly came over Janelle’s face and she kissed her lover with immense passion. I knew she would go for it, she thought cockily. Okay its time to go in for the kill, she continued to brood as she began to tug at Stacy’s sweats. Giving head was not something that she enjoyed. She only performed the act after she had at least two orgasms herself.
Stacy moaned deeply as Janelle satisfied her. She was so gentle and attentive, which was rare. Most times Janelle seemed to be in a rush. Pushing the thoughts out of her mind she returned to her boo, who was pleasing her. Janelle brought her to her end twice and never asked for any pleasure or Willis. Instead she simply kissed Stacy on the cheek and went to retrieve a soapy washcloth. Reality set in quickly for Stacy. She had agreed to participate in a threesome. She had never been with a man and vowed to never be with one. If you don’t do it she will leave you, her heart threw at her. Immediately she resolved to see the threesome through. Janelle had sacrificed a year of her sexuality, she could at least compromise.
“Riley would go off if I told him this,” she mumbled as her mind once again went to her best friend.
As much as she tried to block out his words they were ringing loud and clear. The gnawing feeling in the pit of her stomach told her he was right.
***Excerpt from "The Prerequisites of Perdition" by Keith Kareem Williams***
Brenda had seen the stout man in the dark red business suit that was presently banging on Emily’s door before. She remembered his dark, thinning hair, slicked back with tons of grease. He saw her as she peeked through the curtains and smiled with unusually full lips, surrounded by a dark goatee. She could almost swear that he had red pupils and quickly looked away from them. Parked at the curb in front of the house was a vintage, candy red, ’69 Chevy Impala with a white, leather interior. Leaning on the car with a cell-phone to her ear was the man’s lover and counterpart. She was considerably taller than him and her short, cropped hair was bleach-white, matching the color of her tight, short dress. She was stunningly gorgeous and in another life, she might have been a super-model. Brenda watched in horror as the woman’s black lipstick-covered lips moved as she spoke into the phone. She also spotted Brenda in the front window. She winked at Brenda with her green eye. Her other eye was completely cloudy as if it had no pupil at all. The woman ended her call and bent over to reach into the back seat of the Impala. As she did, her short skirt rode up and exposed the bottom half of the luscious cheeks it barely covered. Once she got what she had reached for, she turned around and pulled her dress down, trying to cover the pale, shapely legs that seemed to go on forever. Then, as if she was a limousine driver at the airport, she held up a cardboard sign with BRENDA SWAN written in black lipstick.
“Oh my God!” Brenda exclaimed before she turned and ran back down the narrow hallway. “Don’t open the door!” she yelled back at Emily who was still rooted in place. Dirk had sent Grendel and Gretchen to claim his wife.
***Excerpt from “In Desperation” by DK Gaston
Hidden behind the dark tinted windows of his car the bald man watched Pamela Reeb with great interest as she left her apartment building. Her clothing was simple, geared more for comfort than fashion. She was dressed in skintight white denim jeans, a loosely fitted yellow tee-shirt, and white tennis shoes with yellow Nike symbols. Even her hair was practical, dark waves were pulled to the back of her head into a large tight bun. The camcorder zoomed in on her so that he could get a clear shot of her face.
“She’s pretty,” he said aloud, stretching the words out sounding like a hiss. The bald man’s breathing became heavy and his heart raced in his chest. “So very pretty.”
A voice, not his own, boomed in his earpiece. “You need to keep your focus.”
The camcorder slowly pivoted on the woman’s body from head to toe, lingering here and there as beads of sweat ran down the bald man’s forehead. She moved with the fluid grace of a dancer. He could hear his own breath much clearer now. It drowned out the dogged voice in his ear. He wanted to get out and meet this Pamela Reeb personally, not peer at her in secret. He yanked his right hand away from the camcorder and dropped it to the passenger seat where the knife waited. His index finger gently, slowly, caressed the sharp edges of the blade. His fingertips were flawless against the steel, sliding back and forth along its six-inch length. The mere act should have been enough to draw blood, but he was careful with the blade.
“No, it won’t be my blood it spills,” the bald man said in a low self-gratifying groan.
“What’s that?” It was the voice in his ear.
The bald man returned from his reverie and wondered if he had been talking aloud again. “It was nothing.” He wiped the sweat from his brow. “The woman has exited her apartment building. She’s headed for her vehicle.”
The voice said, “Excellent. Once she’s gone you know what to do.”
He smiled. “I do.”
January 27, 2011
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Is it ever okay to lie to someone you love? What if you’d changed, and spent every day making it up to them and better for them? What if the truth would devastate them completely, and destroy your love totally? What would you do?
ARMANI PROCTOR, co-founder of TMK records, is a successful businessman with a dark past he’s trying desperately to leave behind. His deepest desire is realized when he meets a beautiful reporter and falls in love, only to have that love threatened when his old life begins to clash with his new.
SYDNEY HOLLINGSWORTH, senior writer with Mover & Shakers magazine, is the woman who captures Armani’s heart. Everyone loves her and her refreshing realness, but Sydney has a dark and clouded past of her own that she keeps and tries to outrun daily.
Join our cast and their supporting players and see for yourself if Armani truly is, King of the Game.
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November 9, 2010
Who says Online Drama Isn't Fun?
Welcome to the city of Atlanta, home of Hip Hop Moguls JD, Luda, TI, Outkast and more, where Magic has its own city and redemption from sin can be found at any number of Mega Ministries the city heralds. It’s also home to Ian “Ice” Bailey a man as dangerous as he is sexy.
Our story begins on the East side, where we meet Ice and our supporting cast. Kaitlyn “KiKi” Ross and Jaleesa “Tweety” Mitchell; two ladies who can hold their own in the game, making moves and plays as well as any of their male counterparts. Things are fine until Tweety crosses the line, unwittingly dragging KiKi along, and invade Ice’s territory. That’s when everything becomes complicated.
Throw in a romantic triangle or three and the fun really starts. Ice has a thing for KiKi, but she has a thing for Tariq. Tariq Taylor is the short order cook she sells smack to and thinks he’s a junkie. Tariq is into KiKi, but Landon, the guy who works for the arena league that KiKi meets at the club, is determined she’s going to be with him. Confused yet? No? Well there’s Tweety’s man Evan, Landon’s friend, who isn’t what he presents himself to be and who also happens to have hidden lust for KiKi.
Ice is not a man accustomed to hearing no, or being outwitted in his business. His reaction to both is force, sometimes deadly. Begin the ride with us and meet all the players in our online drama, starting with the beginning, BEWARE: Thin Ice.
Exclusively online at: http://www.krbankstononline.com
Our story begins on the East side, where we meet Ice and our supporting cast. Kaitlyn “KiKi” Ross and Jaleesa “Tweety” Mitchell; two ladies who can hold their own in the game, making moves and plays as well as any of their male counterparts. Things are fine until Tweety crosses the line, unwittingly dragging KiKi along, and invade Ice’s territory. That’s when everything becomes complicated.
Throw in a romantic triangle or three and the fun really starts. Ice has a thing for KiKi, but she has a thing for Tariq. Tariq Taylor is the short order cook she sells smack to and thinks he’s a junkie. Tariq is into KiKi, but Landon, the guy who works for the arena league that KiKi meets at the club, is determined she’s going to be with him. Confused yet? No? Well there’s Tweety’s man Evan, Landon’s friend, who isn’t what he presents himself to be and who also happens to have hidden lust for KiKi.
Ice is not a man accustomed to hearing no, or being outwitted in his business. His reaction to both is force, sometimes deadly. Begin the ride with us and meet all the players in our online drama, starting with the beginning, BEWARE: Thin Ice.
Exclusively online at: http://www.krbankstononline.com
