sufferthesea · 10 months ago
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Exciting news! Since it's the new year, I have TWO announcements.
First: I am opening my commissions again! Finally! :D I am excited to see what ideas and characters all of you have for me to write about!
Second: I published my first original novel on Kindle! It's a steamy student x teacher (college-age) romance and it's AVAILABLE NOW! I'm writing under the pseudonym KANDI WILDE. (If you know me irl, no you don't.) It's called TEACHER'S PET and it features: biracial/Asian FMC, midsize/plus size FMC and MMC, pet names, a taboo relationship, body insecurity & positivity, 10+ year age gap, explicit foreplay, and fade-to-black sex scenes. Even if you're not interested in reading it, check out my Insta (kandiwildeauthor) and TikTok (kandiwildeauthor) and share the book with people you think might be interested!
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jeevesreads · 5 months ago
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SNEAK PEEK REVIEW: The Fiancé Dilemma by Elena Armas
I love a new spin on an old trope, and this one was so much fun. Our heroine never could’ve predicted that the near-stranger who saved her from an awkward situation – by faking an engagement – would end up being the one. That means they’re quickly falling for each other as a very real wedding day approaches, and that is terrifying to a woman who has been a runway bride (on more than one…
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ddoubleblindd · 1 year ago
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Hey there, tumblr!
Would love to connect with fellow writers and readers, especially those in the LitRPG and GameLit genres. I recently released my first light novel on Amazon and thought I'd share some of the behind-the-scenes work that went into designing the cover and title logo.
The logo was designed by Racknar Teyssier, and the art was done by GBS Artworks.
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travelingcamera95 · 2 years ago
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New short story released!
Blurb: Trapped in a castle, a queen starves for moonlight. For thirty years, Aysel has been cut off from the night and the moon. After the ancient order of priestesses, the Chiroluna, was destroyed and scattered, plagues and famine grip the Solerium Kingdom. Aysel, one of the last remaining priestesses, longs to escape from her prison, but her husband refuses to release her so she can find her remaining sisters and tend to the land as they had for centuries. As the full moon draws closer, Aysel plots her escape. But breaking out of the castle is one thing. Freeing herself from the king is another.
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ohheyjudesummers · 1 year ago
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Was taking a small break but i updated WWYF❤️
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As always thanks for the support nd feed back 🥹 !
Now. Back to gojo’s story🥵
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ebookeaters · 1 year ago
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The Gentleman's Choice by Blake Rudman https://ift.tt/qwSrXCB Book promotion sites
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chelseysizemore12 · 2 years ago
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"Succulent Notebook"
Published a cute journal on Amazon today! This super cute 8.5″ x 11″ notebook is great for all of your journaling needs! Colorful, lined and dated pages for easy note taking. Pretty blue and green watercolor pattern with cacti on the front. Click the link below image to view & purchase https://amzn.to/3YemIGv As an Amazon Associate I may earn from qualifying purchases
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readjthompson · 7 hours ago
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Happy Halloween! The Kindle edition of my collection Sweet Chuckling Morbidity (which includes my Year's Best Hardcore Horror Vol. 4 story, “Bloodletting and Intrigue on All Hallows’ Eve”) is free for five days, starting today!
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ruebner · 2 months ago
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Quilless: An Astrological Journey of Poetry & Wordcraft is now available for purchase
I’m happy to announce that after an extended process, my first book, Quilless: An Astrological Journey of Poetry & Wordcraft, is finally published and available in Paperback, Kindle, and PDF editions (epub is coming soon)!It is a collection of free verse and monologue works from the beginning of my poetry career, assembled chronologically, each one accompanied by its own birth chart and reading.…
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ronovanwrites · 2 months ago
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The Cheesemaker's Daughter by Kristin Vukovic, a Book Review.
A Review of… The Cheesemaker’s Daughter by Kristin Vukovic The Cheesemaker’s Daughter 2:19 Reading Time Blurb: How do you begin again when the past threatens to drown you? In the throes of an unraveling marriage, New Yorker Marina Maržić returns to her native Croatian island where she helps her father with his struggling cheese factory, Sirana. Forced to confront her divided Croatian-American…
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jeevesreads · 2 months ago
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SNEAK PEEK REVIEW: The Slowest Burn by Sarah Chamberlain
⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ First things first, I’m not actually sure that I’d consider this to be a slow burn, let alone the slowest burn. It’s not even the slowest burn I’ve read this week, lol. So the title set me up for some expectations that simply were not met, however, I still had a great time reading this debut. There are so many strong elements – I loved the journey from instant enemies to friends to…
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razibhasan1996 · 2 months ago
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ohheyjudesummers · 1 year ago
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What We Yearn For (Original fic)- Prologue
Summary
It was a mistake. That much is evident to Brielle once the man she attempts to commit to both cheats on her and helps put her in a situation she must deal with alone. and she's content with that. So for the life of her, she can't fathom why her boss's young, wild, and free nephew, Milan, keeps inserting himself into her life at every corner. However, she'd be lying if she said she didn't enjoy the extra ray of sunlight he brought into her life.
But perhaps she's flying too close to the sun.
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"I hate him so much sometimes, Brielle! "I know it’s a bad thing to say, but I can’t help it at this point." The girl blurted out at me, giving her tearful hazel eyes the most furious of rubs.
Maybe this is what I get for not minding the business that pays me. Although I do feel like I owe her since she put me on to an inexpensive diner around here that has decent prices for great food portions, in my current place in life where my appetite could seem endless, that was a gold mine.
Maybe I could put up with whatever was going on here for a little while longer.
"Hannah, I know you're going through something, but if you want to talk, you know I'm here, right? There's no need to hold whatever it is in or anything." I tell her.
Hannah and I were not, in fact, friends. We simply worked together, and sometimes that was enough for me to get my fill of interacting with her. She wasn't the worst person in the world, but she could be a bit dramatic and egocentric at times. As a result, it was difficult for me to connect with her on a deep level or even find common ground. Don’t get me wrong, sometimes she was good to talk to on a superficial level. And at work, she was a much better social butterfly with customers than I was.
At the very least, she was.
Whenever it tends to come to my coworkers' personal affairs, I try to keep my mouth shut; it's my method of respecting boundaries. However, on occasion, I’d hear Hannah bubbling about a guy she'd been talking to. She always walked with an extra pep in her step and seemed eager to start work. But lately I noticed a decline in her mood—it seemed erratic and tense. Her attention always seemed to be elsewhere. particularly at her phone. At the sound of a notification, she’d make a beeline for it, only for her shoulders to slump when she got to the screen.
Today was slightly unique. Just a little bit.
It was the end of our day, and as I was putting items away, she had been organizing our scheduled deliveries—until something on her phone prompted her to stop. She hurried to the backroom, but I didn't make a quick motion to follow.
It's not your problem, Brielle.
You have your own issues to deal with.
She'll be just fine.
These were things I told myself as the seconds ticked by while I was out in front. I even tried to distract myself by finishing up the organizing tasks she’d been doing on our computer. Until I noticed that Hannah failed to mention or acknowledge the delivery of a freestyle bouquet that was actually due a little over thirty minutes ago. I typically don’t mind putting together freestyles when requested. But I generally prefer it in advance.
I quietly squeezed the bridge of my nose and counted backward from ten while breathing.
I had only a few more short days before I took a little time off. I wouldn't have to deal with Hannah's condition for a while. In the meantime, I needed to maintain my rationality and make sure my work days passed as smoothly as possible. And what played a major part of that was the emotional state of my co-workers. This issue that was going on with Hannah was influential enough to plague her performance at this point, and I saw on our schedule that I was paired with her at least once more before my break. And I could not have her like this with me.
Hannah, I really mean it. "If you need to blow off some steam, I promise not to judge."
Even if I did judge, I'm sure that God would give me the most bewildered look.
As dramatic as Hannah's story might very well seem, I didn't have a pedestal to stand on when it related to dating men. It wasn't like I was in a secure and meaningful relationship—not that I needed to be in one. This past year, I've learned my lesson and acknowledged the fact that I'm not built for that type of relationship. I wouldn't mind being alone. especially if it meant not making the same mistakes as Hannah did.
"I'm keen on the idea of this guy. I figured the feeling was mutual, but he's not putting in any effort. I'm at a loss." Her voice is muffled, and her face is buried in her hands as she speaks. Her shoulders rattle as she sobs before ultimately bringing her face, flushed with an angry red hue, up to view. "At one point while we were hanging out, he even said he liked having me around!" I've been messaging him for weeks to consider inviting him out. and he's just now actually replying to me, and you know what he says?"
The sudden pause causes my eyes to shift.
Oh, it’s not a rhetorical question, is it?
"No, what did he actually say?"
"To be safe, and that he doesn't think we’re going to be able to hang out again in the future." And then he addressed me as Hailey. Her face twisted at the name. "I think the name was a typo or something, but I’m more concerned at how he doesn’t even explain why he doesn't want to hang out! Men are such pigs!" She abruptly rises from her seat. "I can’t stand them! They’re the absolute worst, you know?"
Oh yeah, we can definitely agree on that.
Men were like baskets to me at this point. And, as untrustworthy as those baskets could be, civilization or customs tended to encourage people to put their eggs in them when it came to partnerships. My former wild way of living in the past isn't the issue either; even relationships blessed by religion could be doomed. I can identify at least three texts inside the Bible that either are hostile to women or tell of mind-boggling occurrences where women tumbled at the hands of a man.
I tried to be open-minded and play with the idea of monogamy, and yet I immediately learned how terrible it was as both a concept and an actuality. To me, there wasn't anything particularly wrong with how I lived or what I did with men. But I'm sure it wasn't my stepmother's expectation when she made me read the Bible anytime, she felt I needed a reminder on how to act when I became rebellious. Well, maybe she did accomplish something; hearing the viciousness of her voice on repeat as a child has actually persisted into my adult life. My inner self isn't really my favorite place to lose myself in.
So, there was a reason I felt a little lost when given the responsibility of comforting Hannah; I didn't even know how to comfort myself.
Even so, I felt it was important to search my brain for something. I didn't want to make things any more unpleasant than they were already.
"Hannah, I know people letting you down can hurt incredibly, but maybe you could use this moment to focus on yourself? You know, treating and spoiling yourself with attention instead of wasting it on some guy who won’t communicate? "You'll find another man eventually, I’m sure."
At this point, Hannah’s back slowly straightens. Silence fills the room as she sniffles and tucks a lock of her russet-brown hair behind her ear.
"I’d be lying if I said I felt completely better. But I suppose you’re right. I was just so thrown off! He came and went so suddenly. "But I guess some men are like that." She sighs, standing from her seat.
While I know it might take a while for me to fully get over this guy, there is some relief in seeing her stop crying.
Whoever he is, he must have enough influence to put a girl like Hannah in this condition.
While Hannah wasn't like me, who was slow to label relationships but didn't seem to mind having some innocent fun, she didn't have a problem flirting with men. especially the ones who passed through the flower shop. From what I overheard, she took great care of them. Still, with her teasing nature that snagged her a few heart-struck favorites, I don't think any of them held her attention. It may have been a game for her, which I felt was fine because nobody got hurt.
But I believe she must have met her match with this man.
I just hope we don't run into him again anytime soon.
Speaking of time.
I cast a quick glance at the wall clock hung above the door.
It was thirty minutes past closing. The commute from here to my home wasn’t so bad. But I had to make that delivery of sunflowers and daisies to that customer, which would add to the stretch of time. My feet were already killing me, and I felt a mixture of tired and hungry, which was expected lately.
I got up from my seat.
I know she likely won’t get over him so easily, but I’m a little envious of her financial level of self-care.
My feet ache just remembering her mention of a spa. Admittedly, my aches weren’t as prominent as they were months ago, but they were still present. I'd read that they usually stop by now. However, logic tells me that everyone's condition affects them differently. But I knew this wouldn’t be forever. For now, I needed to focus on more important matters.
"You're going to be ok, right?" I inquired, as Hannah rummaged through the employee lockers.
"Eventually, I’m sure I will." Until then, though, I’m going to indulge myself in a lot of spa days after work. "And perhaps visiting that diner I told you about for some comfort carbs," she replies with a shrug. "I know we don’t talk much, but thanks for listening to me, Brielle." She waves, departing without so much as a second thought.
My gaze caught sight of myself in the full-body mirror we have in our locker room. I approach it slowly to examine my full front profile before turning to the side. Keeping my eyes on the mirror, I grab the hem of my oversized green sweater dress, lifting it just under my breast. My gaze was drawn to my protruding, round belly. Just as I planted a gentle hand on it, I felt a soft push against it from the little human who seemed to be extending his stay inside of me.
I had significantly more crucial things to think about than myself, and crying about it now was useless.
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Authors note:
So this is one of my original stories that I've been writing and plan on doing a second part to it (But one at a time) I first plan on completing this at least by the end of this year. while I do have this on kindle (Which makes it easier for me to keep track of and respond to comments and for you to have an organized library of my writings to keep with you on the go when you want a little escape) the first three parts/chapters of all kindle vella stories are always free so I thought to post the first three parts on A03 and my tumblr. You can find the other unfinished and unedited earlier drafts of a couple of chapters to what we yearn for on my wattpad and my literotica account, but admittedly, they aren't as consistent and different (seeing at this is final draft and those were the former.)
I'm still planning on writing fan fic's though so stay tuned for that <3 thanks so much for hanging in there with me <3
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ebookeaters · 2 years ago
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The Best Laid Plan by T.C. Barnes https://ift.tt/haeJTmF Book promotion sites
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thinkingonscripture · 1 year ago
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Dr. Cook's Free Book Giveaway
Hello friends, all of my Kindle books are FREE on Amazon for a span of five days. From October 8th through October 12th, 2023, you can download these digital books without any charge. To access these free books, visit the following link: www.amazon.com/stores/author/B005FSY6XO. Grace to you (χάρις ὑμῖν). Dr. Steven R. Cook
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readjthompson · 6 days ago
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The Kindle edition of my novel Vortex Era is free for five days, starting now! Happy October.
Product description:
San Clemente State’s fall semester begins as semesters generally do, with a flurry of classes, drunken antics, and hook-ups. But oddness soon arrives.
A student disappears. Her professor’s past life begins visiting him. On strangers and acquaintances, scaled and crystalline skin can be glimpsed beneath their flesh costuming.
A popular fraternity conceals a dark secret: a sporadically-manifesting, flesh-warping vortex operating behind their property, which feeds off of extreme emotions to generate a galaxy-spanning passageway.
The machinations of a mythical civilization are at work, designed to facilitate the return of an eons-lost continent, at the expense of all others. Will SCSU’s current semester be its last?
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