Wednesday 20 January 2016

See Me For Me Tour

One wrong step changes Jocelyn’s Prima Ballerina’s life in one step...

A single choice results in Jeremiah facing unbearable consequences... 

When these two meet, it could be catastrophic or the answer to unspoken prayers.

Can love be tested too far? Will hearts soften and hurts be forgiven? 

Or will too much loss be too devastating to find hope?

One thing is for sure, lives are about to change forever…


Her most recent accomplishment started in the summer of 2015, see previous page. Making her dad’s dream come true with publishing his works as well, as an emotional accomplishment. She is the 2016 local A.N.W.A. chapter (Snake River Writers) president, won NaNoWriMo and loves StoryMakers.
            Teya has been writing for as long as she can remember. At a young age she lived on a street she affectionately named Hill Street Blues, which helped her creative writing. Her Family moved to Menan where she continued her love of writing. Her father would always be and will continue to be her inspiration, even after his untimely death in 2006.
            She loves sitting in her soft chair next to the fireplace and watching out a big living room window. It gives her plenty of creative juice for stories.
            She met the love of her life in the loft of a barn. Yep, that set up some teasing from her father. They have been happily married since 2003. They have four children and all are loving and supportive of her writing.  Her oldest daughter is following in her footsteps as a writer adding her own illustrations. She refuses to comment on the trolls in the closets and under the beds. She is active in her church, has compassion for others, and a love for all life brings.
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Top Ten List

1- My beliefs
2- My family/spending time with my husband
3- Writing
4- The Stage (being on stage)
5- Numbers
6- Vacationing to Lopez Island
7- Being at the cabin
8- Chocolate
9- Dancing/Zumba
10- Travel

Coming to a stop sign, Jeremiah glanced quickly left, then right, and stepped on the gas as he glanced at his sister. Strangely, she began to glow brighter. A fleeting thought came to him of why she might be illuminated. Emily started to turn her head right, and as she turned everything slowed down. Silence fill the space, not even the radio made a sound. He saw her eyes wide with fear and her mouth open as if in screaming, but no words. He felt his eyebrows crease together a second before he heard Emily scream, “Jer!” Then a deafening crunch, as he slammed against his door, and as his head careened toward the window. Metal twisting metal, and the shattering of glass could be heard. Just before his head smashed against the window knocking him out.

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Touched to the Depths Review

Trust can be a deadly weapon...

He was the photographer, she the model and on a sunny beach on Mahé, she stole his heart. But Darryn isn't ready for the powerful feelings Hannah elicits, so when another photographer implies he's also slept with Hannah, Darryn uses it as the perfect excuse to walk away.

But when they meet again, he can't ignore his instincts—Hannah is in danger. Lies and threats make targets of them both, and faced with a situation of pure terror, Darryn is forced to realize he'll do anything to protect her. And to keep her with him, always...

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I have been reading love stories for as long as I can remember and when I ‘met’ the classic authors like Jane Austen, Elizabeth Gaskell, Henry James, The Brontë sisters, etc. during my Honours studies, I was hooked for life.
I married my college boyfriend and soul mate and after 40 years, 3 interesting and wonderful children and 3 beautiful grandsons, he still makes me weak in the knees. We are fortunate to live in the picturesque little seaside village of Betty's Bay, South Africa with the ocean a block away and a beautiful mountain right behind us. And although life so far has not always been an easy ride, it has always been an exiting and interesting one!
I like the heroines in my stories to be beautiful, feisty, independent and headstrong.  And the heroes must be strong but possess a generous amount of sensitivity. They are of course, also gorgeous!  My stories typically incorporate the family background of the characters to better understand where they come from and who they are when we meet them in the story.

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4 out of 5 Stars

I must preface this review by stating that I don’t enjoy contemporary Romance/ Drama. This book falls solidly in that genre. That being said I must admit that it was a well written book. The characters are developed and the plot line was plausible. There was also an element of suspense which I really enjoyed. The sex scenes were too hot for my tastes but not overly explicit. Even though this is part of a series it can be read as a stand alone. You meet the people in the previous series and discuss brief events from previous series. However it is just enough to peak your interest and not enough to be detrimental to the plot line. Overall if you like a hot romance with lots of drama and an element of suspense this is the perfect book for you!

Character Casting

Darryn - sexy star of Hawai Five O - Alex O’Loughlin 

Hannah - Margot Robbie.


“Well, damn it, Hannah is incapable of two-timing anyone. She doesn’t have a devious bone in her body! And you should know that!” Caitlin scolded. “She will kill me if I tell you this, but she funds a charity for war orphans! That’s the kind of person she is!”
Stunned, Darryn stared at her. He hadn’t known that about Hannah. Come to think of it, he didn’t know anything about her life apart from the fact she was a model.
Caitlin stood up as well, glaring at him. She wiped her wet cheeks, her eyes shooting darts in his direction. “You could easily have found out anything about Hannah’s life—every detail is on the Internet. But you jumped to conclusions and probably never even bothered to ask her side of the story.”
“He knew about her tattoo!” Darryn shouted.
Caitlin eyes became slits. It was obvious she knew what he was talking about. “And of course the only way he could know about it was if he saw it?” she said, not even trying to hide the sarcasm in her voice.
“Well, yes! I thought…what we had was special. Damn it, I fell for her. Big time!”
Don snickered. “I knew it!” he said slapping his knee.
Caitlin stared at Darryn for long minutes, and then the ghost of a smile lifted the corners of her mouth. “So that’s what happened. Typical. You freaked out. When you realized how you felt about her, you freaked out and jumped at the chance to believe the drivel this Stephen told you. That way you didn’t have to deal with your feelings; you could just walk away feeling all righteous and indignant—typical Cavallo move by the way. Am I right?” she asked crossing her arms.
“Hey—I saw the light eventually,” Don complained with a smile. “And so did David and Dale. It’s just this poor sod here who doesn’t know what hit him.”
Darryn started pacing. “But the tattoo—” he began again.
Caitlin grabbed his arm, bringing him to a standstill “I don’t know how he knew about it, but I can assure you, he didn’t see it.” She dropped her hand and faced Don again. “I don’t have time to try to convince your brother of something he should have known to be untrue, I have to get to Hannah. I should have listened to my gut a long time ago. And what it’s been telling me is that something is very, very wrong.”
“I’ll go,” Darryn said. “I can go immediately, whatever I need to do I can do from anywhere. You are a family—it’s going to take time to get everyone ready, but I can leave right now. Come when you’re ready. I have a Euro visa, and I can pack quickly.”
“She doesn’t want to see you,” Caitlin said.
“Well, that’s too damn bad, because I’m going to see her. I want to know…I need to know she’s safe,” he ended fiercely.
Caitlin walked up to him, one finger in the air. “If you do or say anything to upset her, I’ll put both our mothers onto you,” she threatened.
“I can’t promise you I won’t upset her,” he said. “But I can promise you I’ll do my best to get to the bottom of this.”

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Becky's Kiss Review

Becky meets the boy of her dreams, too bad he keeps disappearing.

"It could not be worse for ninth grader Becky Michigan on her first day at a new school, sitting in beet juice and staining her white jeans in a classroom about to fill up with students. In the nick of time, a gorgeous blonde boy named Danny comes in and offers his over-sized baseball jersey so she can cover up, get to the office, and change. By the time she pulls the shirt over her head, however, he has mysteriously disappeared.

Becky scours the school in search of her dream-athlete and wonders why after contact with him she has magically gained the ability to throw a fastball ninety miles per hour! Instead of finding the answer, however, Becky's new skill pits her against the school bully and the entire varsity baseball team.

That night, after her exciting showdown in front of the entire school, Danny shows up at her bedroom window. If she will agree to meet him behind Rutledge High at midnight on the ball field at the edge of the woods, he promises to reveal a secret meant to alter the past and change her life forever."

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Nicholas Fisher is a college professor and a sports enthusiast. He writes adult horror under another name, but thought of the idea for Becky’s Kiss while coaching his son’s baseball team. Since the story involved high school drama he decided to write his first young adult piece. When not writing or teaching, Nicholas Fisher enjoys pizza, reality television, and playing the banjo. He lives in Pennsylvania with his wife and his son goes to Arizona State University.

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4 out of 5 Stars

This book was so well written that I felt like I was 14 again... not pleasant. But other then reminding me of unpleasant experiences, it was an enjoyable read. Another reviewer mentioned the characters falling in love too fast. It was quick but completely understandable for that age group. You fall in love so quickly at that age. It isn't always lasting but it only takes one or two experiences with a person before you are completely head over heels in love. You are so much more trusting with giving your heart to someone when you are young. Then we become old and cynical. The characters are well written and very believable. I liked the plot line and enjoyed the twists and reveals. This book is a great YA book for the younger set of readers almost middle grade. It is paranormal but not freaky paranormal. It is clean and a great book that I would recommend to anyone looking for a quick and sweet read.


Becky finds one of her classmates to sit with at lunch, and something weird happens.

There was only one place left to sit in the crowded cafeteria, at the empty table by the trash cans next to the concrete support beam that had a poster of Frederick Douglass on it. It was an old science desk at the edge of the walking aisle separating the two halves of the room, and one of its legs was broken at the base. The wobble-table.  For losers.
One kid was sitting there, the Asian boy from English class. He had stuck his math book under the short leg, and was politely sipping soup, robotic and rigid, nothing else on his tray but a couple of pieces of fruit. Becky walked over, pulled out the chair across from him, and slipped off her backpack.
“What’s your name?” she said.
He was startled, but clearly glad he had a visitor.
“Joe,” he said.  “Joey Chen.”  He smiled then, and even though he had funny teeth, the expression had an interesting effect, like craft-show glass, like sidewalk art. His eyes glinted.  “You,” he said, “are Becky Michigan.”
She shrugged.
“Are you new here?”
He looked down at his soup.
“I am from China. I been here one year, three months, eleven days.”
Becky sighed. A whole year and he was eating lunch alone. And counting the days.
“You like this great food?” she said.
“Me neither.”
“And I don’t like bullies,” he said. “This place is full of them.”
Becky sighed again, and then something hit her in the ear. The projectile rolled and wobbled across the table, settling at the far edge. It was a grape. A purple grape.
Another one struck her right on the end of the nose, leaving a hint of moisture, making her blink stupidly, and yet another plinked off her forehead. So immature! Bullies, oh yes, Joey had a point now didn’t he? She pushed back her chair and looked over in the general direction of the assault. There, across the aisle and about eighteen rows down, was Cody Hatcher, the big kid who had been teasing her in English class, sitting at the edge of the table with what seemed to be four of his idiot friends, all of them laughing like hyenas, one stamping his foot he was so overcome with the hilarity of it all. Hatcher stopped and looked right at Becky. He reached in front of him and took a purple grape off the stem. He put it in his mouth and chewed real slow. Swallowed. Licked his top lip and winked. Then his friends were laughing again, slapping him on the back.
Becky didn’t think, she just acted. Joe didn’t have time to move. In a flash, she reached across the table, knocked over his milk, grabbed his orange, and pivoted back, side-stepping into the aisle. She had a split second to look at her target, and Hatcher had his mouth open, all teeth, eyes up at the ceiling he was laughing so hard.
She kicked up a knee and spread her hands, throwing-arm dangling way low behind her. There was a moment of perfect balance there, and then her body became a machine: all hot fluid and angry levers. She stepped into it deep, cocked up her arm, snapped her hips, and fired.
The orange flew out of her hand as if on a clothesline. Even through the noise, she could hear it hiss through the air, and heads turned with it as if in slow motion. Hatcher had just enough time to adjust his eyes from the ceiling and focus on what was coming. It hit him square in the forehead with a hard splat and his hands flew up. It knocked him straight back out of his chair, and the fruit ruptured in a blast of spray and peel.
People roared. Gossip exploded, and Becky could hear a lot of “Did you see that?” and “Who is that girl?” and “What happened?” and “Did you see how freakin’ hard she chucked that?” Everything was echoing, sounding unreal, and the teachers on lunch duty were darting their eyes all around to pinpoint exactly where the disturbance was. Becky got back in her chair, and Joe had his mouth open.
Becky was trying not to shake.
“He had it coming,” she managed.

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