~Dragons of Dragondor: The Scariest Halloween Ever – Free 1st chapter.~ #mglit #YoungReaders #Dragondor

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Dragon In A Full Moon Night

Sometimes big brothers can be mean. But when you need them, they’re always there for you!

~The Scariest Halloween Ever: Dragons of Dragondor~

Dontae of Dragondor loves scaring his little sister, Pattie.

He likes making her believe that scary goblins live in the village outside their Kingdom. But this time Dontae has gone too far and now his sister is afraid to go trick or treating. His mother is tired of him telling Pattie scary stories. So she told him if Pattie doesn’t go trick or treating, then he doesn’t get to go trick or treating.

Dontae and his friends – Larry, Gio, James, Sabyn, Nathan and Jagar have two days to convince Pattie that Halloween isn’t scary. They come up with a great plan. They’ll just go down to the village themselves and prove to Pattie that Goblins aren’t real.

Will they erase Pattie’s fears in time for Halloween? Or will their trip to the mysterious village leave them just as scared as she is?

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Part One
~For Middle Grade Readers~

Halloween is Dontae and his cousin, Larry, favorite time of the year. Both boys have finally turned ten. They are now old enough to enter the Haunted House. But every year, Dontae has to take his sister, Pattie and her best friends trick or treating with him.
Pattie is too young to enter the Haunted House. With her tagging along, there is no way Dontae is going to get to see his first haunted house. But he has a plan. He will make Pattie too scared to go trick or treating. Then he and his friends will be free to celebrate Halloween all by themselves.
This is the best plan ever!

Chapter One
~The night before Halloween~

“Shh, if my mom hears us she is going to get so mad, smoke will blow out of her ears,” Dontae of Dragondor told his cousin Larry.
“We don’t want that to happen. When your mom blows smoke, everybody runs,” Larry said, his eyes wide with fear.
“I know. That’s why we have to be quiet. Now come on.”
“Okay, but I don’t think we should do this tonight. I think we should wait until tomorrow. Right now we’re supposed to be sleeping.”
“Stop being a chicken,” Dontae patted his cousin on the back. “We have to do it tonight, so she can go to school tomorrow and tell all of her friends. That way, on Halloween, neither Pattie nor her friends will want to go trick or treating with us.”
“Yeah,” Larry grinned. “And with them out of the picture, we can have fun with our own friends and not have to be bothered with a bunch of pesky little girls.
“That’s right.”
Dontae didn’t understand why he had to take his sister and her friends trick or treating every year anyway. He liked to walk fast, but they walked slowly. They were always telling him to slow down or wait up.
Plus, they only liked to stop at houses that had pretty decorations. They didn’t want to stop at the houses that had scary decorations. Dontae liked the scary decorations, the scarier the better.
He was tired of taking his sister and her friends with him whenever he wanted to do something fun. But whenever he wanted to go somewhere, Pattie wanted to go also. And Pattie always got what she wanted. Sometimes being a big brother sucked.
He was glad his mother agreed to let Larry sleep over with him. Larry was going to stay with him for two nights, tonight and tomorrow night. Tomorrow night they would go trick or treating. First, he had to get rid of his sister and her friends.
Dontae and Larry tiptoed over to Dontae’s bedroom door. They moved quietly, careful not to make too much noise. They didn’t want to wake up Dontae’s parents. There were toys all over Dontae’s floor.
Earlier today, he and his cousin had been playing with his toy soldiers. After they got tired of doing that, they left the toys on the floor and began to play video games. Dontae kicked one of his toy soldiers to the side as he walked to his bedroom door.
Larry wasn’t looking where he was going and he tripped on one of the toys. Dontae caught him before he hit the ground. But not before he stepped on Dontae’s favorite toy dinosaur, Mr. Munchers.
The dinosaur was a ‘push and play’ toy. Whenever you pushed its belly, it roared and its stomach changed colors. When Larry stepped on the toy it began to roar loudly. Larry quickly picked the toy up and tried to turn it off before it woke up his aunt and uncle.
“Shut that noise off,” Dontae whispered.
“That’s what I’m trying to do,” Larry told him. “I don’t know how. Here, you turn it off.”
Larry shoved the toy at him. Dontae took the toy and tried to find an off switch.
“Hurry,” Larry whispered, glancing from the bedroom door, to Dontae, then back at the door.
Both boys feared one of Dontae’s parents would walk in at any moment and demand to know why the boys weren’t in bed asleep. It was a Thursday night, a school night. They were not supposed to be up this late.
“We have to abort this mission or we’re going to get caught for sure,” Larry said.
Dontae was thinking the same thing.
“There isn’t an off button,” he told Larry.
Dontae didn’t know what to do. The crazy toy wouldn’t be quiet. The toy had colorful lights on its belly that flashed on and off while the dinosaur roared. The lights changed from blue, to green, and then to red, over and over again as the toy continued to make noise.
He flipped the toy over and opened the battery hatch. He took the batteries out. The dinosaur became quiet and the lights on its tummy stopped flickering. Both boys sighed in relief.
“Whew,” Dontae said. “That was close.”
“Too close. Do you think they heard it?” Larry asked.
“There’s only one way to find out.”
Dontae tossed the dinosaur onto his bed. His bed was already messy. It was covered with more dinosaur toys and some miniature toy soldiers. He’d promised his mother he would get it cleaned up before Larry came over to spend the night.
But he’d gotten so wrapped up in playing his video games that he’d forgotten to clean up. He would do it in the morning, before his mother had a chance to come and inspect his room. Dontae turned the doorknob on his bedroom door.
The door made a squeaking noise as he eased it open. Once the door was open he leaned forward and stuck his head out. He glanced down the hall toward his parents’ bedroom.
Their door was open and he could hear the television going in their room, which meant they weren’t sleeping as he hoped they would be. Maybe they had fallen asleep with the television on. They did that sometimes.
“I can hear the T.V. in my parent’s room,” Dontae told Larry.
“Uh oh, that means they’re still up. Abort. Abort.”
Larry turned around to run back to the guest bed, the bed he was going to sleep on tonight. Dontae grabbed his hand before he could get very far.
“Where are you going?”
“I’m going to bed,” Larry said. “We have to abort the mission. If aunt Kristal finds out we’re up this late she’s not going to give us any dessert tomorrow. I don’t know about you, but I want my slice of pumpkin pie.”
Dontae wanted his slice of pumpkin pie also. His mother had promised to give them a slice tomorrow when they made it home from school.
“They won’t catch us,” Dontae promised. “Come on.”
“Oh alright.”
Larry stopped trying to get away and followed him out the door and into the hall. They tiptoed down the long hallway. Both of them kept glancing back to see if they’d been caught. They made it all the way to Pattie’s room without disturbing his parents.
“Your sister is probably asleep,” Larry told him.
“No, she’s not. She’s always up playing with her dollies. Sometimes when I get up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, I hear her in there singing to her dolls.”
“Singing to them?” Larry frowned.
“Yeah, she’s weird,” Dontae said.
Both boys shook their heads. Neither one of them understood why girls were so obsessed with baby dolls. They definitely didn’t understand why they song to them and treated them like real babies. Baby dolls were no fun.
They didn’t come with swords. Baby dolls didn’t come with tank trucks or anything that could explode. They didn’t come with lasers or night-vision goggles. Bottom line, dolls were boring. But for some reason girls loved them.
Dontae and Larry stared at Patties closed door. Hanging from her door was a pink sign that read, KEEP OUT. Dontae wanted to ignore the sign and barge right in. But if he did that, Pattie would run and tell their mother on him.
If she told on him, his whole plan would be messed up. So instead of barging in, he balled his hand into a fist and knocked on his little sister’s door. She didn’t answer. Dontae leaned closer to the door. He didn’t hear her singing like he usually did.
“Is she up?” Larry asked.
“I don’t know.”
Dontae placed his ear against the door and listened. It was faint, but he finally heard a sound. He could hear Pattie moving around in her room. Dontae raised his hand and knocked on her door again, this time a little bit harder.
“Who is it?” Pattie called out.
“Dontae and Larry,” Dontae whispered.
After a moment of silence Pattie spoke up.
“What do you want?”
Ugh, she could be so irritating sometimes. Actually, she was irritating all of the time. But sometimes she was worse than others. Whenever she came to his room she never knocked. She always just barged right in. At least he respected her privacy by knocking first. He could hear his mother’s voice in his head.
‘Always respect your sister’s privacy Dontae,’ is what his mother liked to tell him. But no one respected his privacy, not his sister or her friends. They always ignored the KEEP OUT sign on his door.
“What do you want?” Pattie asked again.
“Can I come in or not?” Dontae whispered.
“What do you want, Dontae?”
“Patricia of Dragondor, you open this door right now,” he said a little too loudly.
He glanced back toward his parent’s room to make sure they hadn’t heard him. His sister still didn’t say anything.
“Maybe you should say please,” Larry suggested.
“I am not saying please to her.” Dontae folded his arms over his chest. He was not about to beg his sister for anything. He was the big brother. She was supposed to do what he said.
“Just say it so we can go in. If we stay out here we’re going to get caught by your parents for sure.”
“Fine,” Dontae took a deep breath. “Pattie, may I please come in.”
He hated begging his sister for anything.
“Yes you may.”
Dontae and Larry grinned at each other.
“Time to play,” Dontae said.
Their mission to make Pattie too scared to go trick or treating had just begun.

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#CoverReveal – No Angel by Pippa Jay


COVER REVEAL: No Angel by Pippa Jay.

Today I’m participating in the cover reveal of No Angel, and I must say that I love this cover.


TITLE – No Angel
AUTHOR – Pippa Jay
GENRE – Science Fiction, Romance, Paranormal



~How far would you fall for love? ~

Centuries ago, guardian angel Lucien committed a terrible sin. He gave into his own desires and revealed himself to the mortal woman he’d been charged to protect. By kissing her, he condemned himself. Torn of his wings and his angelic powers, thrown down into the City Below, Lucien now serves Satan as an incubus who claims souls for his master from the City Above, and who feeds on the energy stolen from his mortal lovers. Dark, sexy and charming, he’s been top of his league for decades uncounted.

Until His Infernal Highness decides to send Lucien looking for a lost angel. Lucien has no idea what he did to deserve such a punishment, and the touch of an angel could destroy him. Yet the challenge and the potential kudos of seducing one of his former heavenly kin leads him on.

But when he finds the angel, he learns he still has more to lose than his already forsaken soul.


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After spending twelve years working as an Analytical Chemist in a Metals and Minerals laboratory, Pippa Jay is now a stay-at-home mum who writes scifi and the supernatural. Somewhere along the way a touch of romance crept into her work and refused to leave. In between torturing her plethora of characters, she spends the odd free moment playing guitar very badly, punishing herself with freestyle street dance, and studying the Dark Side of the Force. Although happily settled in the historical town of Colchester in the UK with her husband of 21 years and three little monsters, she continues to roam the rest of the Universe in her head.

Pippa Jay is a dedicated member of the Science Fiction Romance Brigade, blogging at Spacefreighters Lounge, Adventures in Scifi, and Romancing the Genres. Her works include a YA science fiction novel—Gethyon—published through BURST (Champagne Books), a scifi romance novella—Tethered—published by Breathless Press, a YA paranormal romance—Restless In Peaceville—published by Lycaon Press, four self-published short stories (Terms & Conditions Apply, The Bones of the Sea, Reboot and Hallow’s Eve), and she’s one of eight authors included in a science fiction romance anthology—Tales from the SFR Brigade. She’s also a double SFR Galaxy Award winner, been a finalist in the Heart of Denver RWA Aspen Gold Contest (3rd place), and the GCC RWA Silken Sands Star Awards (2nd place).



Monday’s Menu: Red beans and rice #MondayMenu #Yummy #EasyMeals


What’s for dinner?

Today I’ll be making a super easy meal, red beans and rice with sausages. I love it. I’ve never made it before, but cooking with a slow cooker is super easy. I’m sure it’s going to be delicious. I went online and found a recipe for it.



Stop by my pinterest page to check out other easy recipes I’ve found. If you know of any, send them my way. My road to becoming a great cook is just starting and I need all the help I can get. 🙂


A peek into Christmas Confusion #Chicklit #Comedy


~A peek into Christmas Confusion.~

“Hello,” Greg waved his hands in Max’s face blocking Max’s vision of the road. “Am I talking to myself here?” Greg asked.

Max pulled into the parking lot of the Pancake Shack.
“You can have the Jag,” he told his brother as he put the truck in park.

Greg’s jaw dropped. “You’re lying. I know you are. You’ve got to be. It’s December, not April and I’m no fool. No one just gives away a Jaguar.”

Max got out of the truck. “Think of it as an early Christmas present.”

“Nuh uh,” Greg said, as he closed the passenger side door. “I can’t accept it. I want it and I plan to drive it if you let me, but I can’t accept it as a gift.”

Max shrugged, he had no intention of driving it. It could continue sitting in the parking lot like it had been for the past six months. He took it around the block every now and then, just to make sure it was still running. But he had no intention of making it his everyday car. If Greg wanted to drive it, he could.

“Drive it whenever you want.” Max held the door to the Pancake Shack open for his brother. Greg walked into the restaurant still babbling on and on about the car Max hated.

“Do you know how many guys I can attract with a car like that? Way more than I get with my Focus. I think I may take it for a spin tonight. You wanna come with me? We could do a guys’ night out.”

Max groaned. Not another guys’ night out. He couldn’t handle it. A waitress stepped up and handed them both a menu before showing them to their table.

“I’m not falling for that again,” Max whispered to his brother. “The last guys’ night out you talked me into ended very badly.”

The brothers sat down at their table. The waitress told them she would be right back.

“It didn’t end that badly. You’re just uptight,” Greg whispered.

“You took me to a gay club, Greg.”

“Well, in my defense,” Greg shrugged. “You did tell me that you were tired of women, all women. Don’t blame me for assuming Beth had turned you against women in general. I know some guys who used to be into girls, then they got hurt by a girl and decided that they would rather be with a man. I thought you were going through the same thing. I apologized, no hard feelings. You really need to get over that one night. The next time things will be different, I promise.”

Max shook his head. There wouldn’t be a next time. The waitress returned to take their order. He noticed the way she stood closer to his side of the table as she told them about the specials they had going on. Max glanced at Greg who was grinning at him like a fool.

“I think she likes you,” Greg mouthed to him.

Thankfully the waitress was too busy staring at him to pay any attention to his brother.

Max chuckled and looked down at his menu. After the waitress was
done with her obligatory speech, Max and Greg ordered their usual breakfast: pancakes, sausage, eggs, hash browns and coffee – black. She took their menus and smiled politely.

“Do I know you from somewhere?” The cute blonde asked him.

“Uh,” Max rubbed his hands over his faded jeans. “No, I don’t think so.” She was pretty, very pretty. He was sure he would remember her if he’d met her before.

“Are you sure? You look so familiar.”

“Yeah, I’m sure. We’ve never met.”

Their eyes connected. She blushed and all he could think about was how her hair was the wrong color. She was a little too tall and her eyes didn’t contain that small hint of sadness that made him want to wrap his arms around her and shield her from whatever was causing her pain. Basically, she wasn’t Bailey and he wasn’t interested. Max pasted his best, thank you but I’m not interested, smile on his face as they stared at each other for a few more awkward seconds.

“Okay,” the blonde tapped her nails against the back of the menus.
“I will have the cooks start on your orders. Be back in a jiff.”

When the waitress walked away, Max was able to exhale. Greg started up again, not allowing him a moment of peace.

“Okay,” his brother let out an exaggerated sigh. “That was the most uncomfortable five minutes of my life. I mean seriously, what the hell is up with you? You basically just snubbed a hot waitress.”

Max leaned back in his chair, stretching his legs, as he observed the other patrons of the Pancake Shack while he waited on his food.

“I take it blonde waitresses are not your type. Is it safe to say that brunette neighbors are? Wait, you don’t have to answer that. I already know the answer. So what are you going to do about Bailey?”

“I was in the process of asking her out before you interrupted us.”

“Nuh uh, why didn’t you say something, give me a sign or something?”

“I did give you a sign. I jerked my head, which meant take a hike.”

“I thought you were just stretching your neck. Seriously, I would have left. I like our little Bailey. She’s cute.”

Bailey was more than cute and she wasn’t their little Bailey. She was his little Bailey, or she would be, as soon as he figured out how to get her to like him.

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~The Scariest Halloween Ever: Dragons of Dragondor~

Dragon In A Full Moon Night

Sometimes big brothers can be mean. But when you need them, they’re always there for you!

~The Scariest Halloween Ever: Dragons of Dragondor~

Dontae of Dragondor loves scaring his little sister, Pattie.

He likes making her believe that scary goblins live in the village outside their Kingdom. But this time Dontae has gone too far and now his sister is afraid to go trick or treating. His mother is tired of him telling Pattie scary stories. So she told him if Pattie doesn’t go trick or treating, then he doesn’t get to go trick or treating.

Dontae and his friends – Larry, Gio, James, Sabyn, Nathan and Jagar have two days to convince Pattie that Halloween isn’t scary. They come up with a great plan. They’ll just go down to the village themselves and prove to Pattie that Goblins aren’t real.

Will they erase Pattie’s fears in time for Halloween? Or will their trip to the mysterious village leave them just as scared as she is?

Coming soon!

Book Spotlight: Cloven (The Trinity of Souls #2) by Georgeann Swiger

Cloven (The Trinity of Souls #2) by Georgeann Swiger

CLOVEN-web-medium What would you do if the only things standing between you and the angel you love were another angel and the fiery pits of Hell?

When Anya and Micah declare their love for each other, the battle for the souls of the star-crossed angels stretches across the heavens. With Heaven forbidding their love, Micah vows to protect Anya by sentencing himself to Hell.

But Anya won’t let him go without a fight. She goes into Hell after him, only to discover an angel from Micah’s past is willing to do anything to keep Micah in Hell.

With love and lies blinding Micah, Anya fights to get him to face his demons and return to Heaven, even if it means hearts will be broken.

The battle for the angels begins where it left off. Between Heaven and Hell is forbidden love.

Information about the book
Author: Georgeann Swiger
Title: Cloven
Series: The Trinity of Souls (#2)
Category: NA
Genre: Fantasy
Publisher: CreateSpace (Self-Published)
Format: Ebook
Published: 21st October 2014
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“What are you two doing?” The deep voice coming from the hallway sends a happy tremor through my body. I jump to my feet to run to Micah, but I’m stopped by the piercing pain of glass going through my foot. I look down to see blood trickling on the floor. When I sit on the couch to pull out the shard, Kieran and Emory hover around me.

“Why are you in my room?” Micah asks, angrily.

Kieran and Emory move to the side to give Micah a direct line to me. I look up and his gaze grabs mine. We stare at one another, caught in a wordless hello. Small expressions run over his face, telling me he’s relieved, happy, confused.

“Leave us,” he says quietly without looking away from me.

Kieran and Emory hurry out of the room, shutting the door behind them. Micah closes his eyes. He takes a deep breath, bows his head and mutters something under his breath. When he looks up, he stares at me in disbelief. He doesn’t seem to notice the glass crunching under his feet as he steps toward me. His lips quiver, trying to form words that won’t come.

The fire crackles and pops behind him. Micah’s eyes glisten while he studies my shaking hand, reaching for him. My hand finds his, linking our fingers together. The strong beat of his pulse thumps in his trembling fingers. I step cautiously to the floor, avoiding the glass. When I’m eye level with him, his pupils flicker. As soon as I open my mouth to tell him how much I missed him, he pulls me to his body and covers my mouth with his. Every pent up emotion is released the second he kisses me. I don’t know where this Micah came from. His mouth claims mine without reservation or fear of repercussions. I fall into his embrace, enjoying every bit of the intensity of the kiss that tells me he missed me as much as I missed him. The tension in his body falls away as his hands travel through my hair and down my back, over my hips and up my sides like he’s making sure I’m real. I’m real, Micah, I want to say but I don’t want to stop kissing him. The taste of his lips brings to life the forbidden feelings I’m done hiding. I can’t get enough of him.

Georgeann Pic Georgeann Swiger earned her degree in journalism from West Virginia University, and then spent five years as an anchor/reporter at WBOY-TV in Clarksburg, WV. After having children, she left television news to be a stay at home mom. During that time, she discovered creative writing was more fun than writing about real life tragedy. Imagining interesting character and having them come to life on the page is now her passion. When she’s not writing, she works as a substitute teacher. She lives in Reedsville, West Virginia with her husband, two kids, a beagle dog and a temperamental cat who tries to rule the house.

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