The POST

Welcome to the Silver Daggers Blog Tour!

BHR is hosting tons of absolutely amazing authors whose books will blow you away. Please feel free to check them out and spread the word- and don’t forget to leave reviews. Those are the warm fuzzies we get when we know our readers have embraced our hearts!
 
Please meet Kevin A. Munoz and his dystopian thriller:
 
The Post
by Kevin A. Munoz
Genre: Dystopian Thriller
 
Ten years after the world’s oil went sour and a pandemic killed most of the population, Sam Edison is the chief of police of The Little Five, a walled-in community near Atlanta, Georgia. Those who survived share the world with what are known as hollow-heads: creatures who are no longer fully human.
 
A man and a pregnant teenager arrive at the gate and are welcomed into the town. They begin to settle in when suddenly both are murdered by an unknown assailant. In the course of investigation, Chief Edison discovers that the girl was fleeing a life of sexual slavery, and that some members of the Atlanta community were complicit in the human trafficking network that had ensnared her.
 
In retaliation for Edison’s discoveries, agents of the network abduct the stepdaughter of the town’s mayor. Chief Edison and three companions track the kidnappers to Athens, Georgia, where they discover that the entire city is engaged in human trafficking. By the time Edison has recovered the kidnapped girl, the other three rescuers have been killed, leaving Edison alone to bring the mayor’s stepdaughter home while evading both human and non-human monsters. Against such great odds, will Sam ever make it to Little Five alive?
 
 
Kevin Muñoz grew up just outside of Philadelphia. After wandering across the country for a few years, he received a PhD from Emory University in 2008. A little later, he decided to leave the academic life behind to pursue his first passion: writing. He has lived in seven U.S. states over the years, observing and adopting each new place as settings and inspiration for his fiction. He spent fifteen years in Georgia, where the seeds of THE POST were planted. He now lives near Seattle with his two beagle traveling companions.
 
 
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STRUCK IN LOVE

Welcome to the Silver Daggers Blog Tour!

BHR is hosting tons of absolutely amazing authors whose books will blow you away. Please feel free to check them out and spread the word- and don’t forget to leave reviews. Those are the warm fuzzies we get when we know our readers have embraced our hearts!
 
Please meet my friend Chiquita Dennie and her amazing books:
 
Antonio and Sabrina Struck in Love 1
by Chiquita Dennie
Genre: Contemporary Mafia Romance
 
One moment is all it took to ignite a love affair neither would soon forget.
 
Nothing and no one could tear Antonio and Sabrina apart, no matter how hard they tried. Ex-lovers, angry family members, jealous rivals tried and failed. But they’re not the only threats to this match made in passion. Antonio has secrets – secrets that could force them to sever ties forever. When the danger hits too close to home, he’s forced to face his demons and keep her safe from harm.
 
With more obstacles against them than they can count, will they ever have their happily-ever-after?
 
 
 
Antonio and Sabrina Struck in Love 2
 
Sabrina Washington has worked hard to get what she wants in life. The last thing the sassy, headstrong VP executive wants is an Alpha male who breaks all the rules, but when she meets Antonio De Luca, her steely façade starts to crumble under his gaze. He’s exactly the kind of man who can unravel her straight-shooting reputation and she’s not so convinced that’s a bad thing. As they grow closer, her ability to resist her desires begins to waver. Soon, she finds herself immersed in his sexy and dangerous world and she’s not sure she wants to go back to her old life…
 
 
 
Antonio and Sabrina Struck in Love 3
 
Antonio and Sabrina think they’ve put the worst behind them. They’re ready to begin the next chapter of their lives, but forces beyond their control have other plans for them. Before either can settle into their new roles of parent and newly-minted Don of the De Luca Cartel, people from their sordid pasts take their vengeance a step further.
 
Distinguishingfriend from foe, acquaintances from hired guns is only the beginning of the trouble they’ll face. If Antonio can’t bring this madness to an end, he may very well lose not only his new title, but lose the family he fought so hard for.
Will their unimaginable love story end in tragedy or will their shared will to survive see them through?
 
 
 
Janice and Carlo- Captivated by His Love
Spinoffof Antonio and Sabrina Struck in Love Series
 
Janice is on a new path after graduating college and living her dreams in the corporate world. She’s managed to handle the dating world with no commitments. After her last relationship in college ended abruptly, she wants to focus on herself and build a solid foundation. Unfortunately for her, the return of her ex-boyfriend isn’t getting her any closer to that goal.
 
When she meets Carlo, a mob boss who’s as sexy as he is deadly, she can’t help but be intrigued. But his lifestyle is at direct odds with what she wants in life and love. Carlo, however, isn’t making things easy for her.
She could choose to walk away, but will her decision lead to heartache or to a happily-ever-after?
Warning: Adult Content, steamy sex scenes, violence, sensitive subjects for some readers cause trigger, Spinoff from Antonio and Sabrina series. Recommended to read the Antonio and Sabrina series first for context. Can be read as a standalone.
 
 
ChiquitaDennie is an author and entrepreneur. Born in Memphis, TN, and currently a Los Angeles CA native. Her background in film/tv has taught and shaped her passion for writing with her debut romance novel Antonio and Sabrina Struck In Love. Since its debut, fans have embraced the unconventional love story of Sabrina Washington and Antonio De Luca making Antonio and Sabrina Struck In Love an Amazon Best Seller #5 for Book 1 and #4 for Book 2 on Kindle charts.
 
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RIDESHARES, WRECKS and SEX

Welcome to the Silver Daggers Blog Tour!

BHR is hosting tons of absolutely amazing authors whose books will blow you away. Please feel free to check them out and spread the word- and don’t forget to leave reviews. Those are the warm fuzzies we get when we know our readers have embraced our hearts!
 
Time to laugh! Meet (not joking) Joe F.N. Shmoe!
 
Rideshares, Wrecks, and Sex:
Confessions of a Convicted Uber Driver
by Joe F. N. Schmo
Genre: Comedic Adventure
 
 
As most Uber drivers do, Joe began sharing rides with the audacious hope to one day escape the legal and financial road blocks stalling his merger onto the freeway of creative success. But when a typical shift U-turns into a series of detours involving Android ordered lovers, herpes ridden riders, sexy sorority sisters, a botched bachelor party, and blundering bank robbers, he arrives (at gunpoint) miles from his desired destination.
 
“Rideshares, Wrecks, and Sex: Confessions of a Convicted Uber Driver” is a narrative nonfiction based upon actual events that transpired over the year Joe covertly drove for Uber while on intensive probation. He confesses outlandish details in a highlight reel of wrecks (both car and train) and sex, effectively answering the question every Uber rider has begged to know from their driver: “What’s your craziest story?”
 
 
 
Joe F. N. Schmo, a 30-something latent child prodigy, is on a quest to obtain free Rockstar for life and plans to use it to obtain his Ph.D in Upsetting the Status Quo. Once earned, he hopes to use his written works as a vehicle to turn underinformed perceptions on their thick skulls (among other abhorrently selfish goals).
After completing over 1,000 rideshares for Uber while on intensive probation, Joe has encountered it all (save for alien abductions and spontaneous combustion) and is über qualified to write a confessional with such a titilating title.
 
Prior to his salacious adventures, Joe earned his B.A. in Film and Media Production where he wrote, produced, directed, and edited several short films. This experience sculpted him into the kind of asshole who quotes from random films and includes obscure pop culture references into his written works.
 
Joe’s masterpiece, “Rideshares, Wrecks, and Sex: Confessions of a Convicted Uber Driver” is a culmination of his of film background, sharing rides with Uber, and myriad adverse experiences. It was NOT written to please those stiff, literary types, but to appeal to the haughty neophytes who attest e-books are superior to the printed page.
 
Currently, Joe is working on his encore, “Jackpot,” which, much like “Rideshares, Wrecks, and Sex, was written with the intention to be adapted into a feature film (as it is his narcissistic goal to direct his own film adaptations).
 
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LOVE DON’T LIVE HERE ANYMORE

Welcome to the Silver Daggers Blog Tour!

BHR is hosting tons of absolutely amazing authors whose books will blow you away. Please feel free to check them out and spread the word- and don’t forget to leave reviews. Those are the warm fuzzies we get when we know our readers have embraced our hearts!
 
Please meet Keke Renee and Book 1 of the Andrew Sisters:
 
Love Don’t Live Here Anymore
Andrew Sisters Book 1
by Keke Renee
Genre: Contemporary Romance
 
Vanessa Andrew is done with love. She decided that from now on, everyone she meets is a suspect. All she wants to do is focus on building her clothing store up, but her plans take an interesting turn when a chance meeting with the handsome owner of the building leaves her confused, frustrated, and her heart pounding.
 
Isaiah Reed, a playboy by night and business mogul by day, acquires a nearly defunct property; he has no idea that a curvaceous designer is poised to fight him at every turn. 
 
Will the pair on opposite sides of a fight join forces in and out of the bedroom or will their head-to-head challenge lead to disaster?
 
Warning: 13kShort Story, Adult language, fast paced, explicit sex scenes, with a HFN.This is not a sweet and fluffy romance.

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Forty-five minutes later, I was getting out of my Uber, carrying a sketchbook, coffee mug, and listening to a classic Tamia song “Stranger in My House” as I returned a text message on my phone. While closing the door of the Uber, engrossed in my phone, I bumped into a hard body and fell on my ass, spilling my favorite coffee on my dress, phone, and shoes.

I blew a frustrated breath of air. “What the hell?” I yelled at the person that wasn’t paying attention.

“Excuse me,” he replied as he gathered his things and bent down to help me, feeling annoyed with his closeness and my vagina thumping wanting to jump his bones.

Smacked his hand away, I stood up and cursed at the coffee stain on my new dress. “Look what you did!”

“Lady, you ran into me. If you weren’t so caught up in texting your boyfriend you’d notice someone coming,” he informed me and started to walk around to go into the office building I was entering.

“For your information, I wasn’t texting a boyfriend. I was replying to a client and why am I explaining myself to a stranger,” I responded in annoyance, grabbing my purse, phone, and sketchbook off the ground. I wiped the liquid off my hands, face, and legs. I noticed he was holding the door and I rolled my eyes as I walked ahead of him.

“So now you decide to be a Gentleman. All men are just the-”

“Sweetie, my day was going well until you opened your mouth. If you’re done or finished, I’d like to get on with my business. You’re not hurt so you don’t need medical assistance,” He told me and walked off toward the elevator.

“I’m not your Sweetie, asshole!” I shouted behind his back.

The demanding tone and angered glare had me a little scared, at the same time wet. I promised myself after dealing with Troy I’d never date again, but seeing this tall drink of water standing in front of me up close, had me rethinking a few things. He was about 6’3 in height, with a moustache and goatee lined up to perfection with no bumps. Whoever his barber is, they’re doing a great job. Made me want to rub my hand up and down his cheek. He had a low-cut wave with sharp cheekbones and broad nose. His lips were full, and his skin was a deep brown. His eyes were deep-set, kind of bugged out with me annoying him, framed with thick, trimmed eyebrows.

Shaking off any impure thoughts and walking toward the elevator, I got on as the crowd piled inside. Just my luck we ended up next to each other in the back, with my back to his chest. The heat radiating off his breath on my neck caused butterflies in my stomach and moisture in my panties. I closed my eyes. Stay focused.

The elevator finally stopped on my floor and lo and behold, I almost stumbled trying to get through the crowd, he ends up getting off at the same level.

“Are you following me?” I questioned as we both turned in the same direction.

“Don’t flatter yourself,” he responded and walked off toward another glass door, and I stopped at the receptionist desk. Her name reads Pamela.

“Welcome to Reed and Associates. How can I help you?” Pamela asked.

“Yes, I have an appointment with an Isaiah Reed about my store, “A Style’s Eye” on 2324 Benson Street in Burbank. It’s currently on the market to be sold, and I recently signed a year’s lease. I have paperwork from the owners of the building that my lease is null and void, because they sold the building to Reed and Associates without even giving much notice.”

“Do you have an appointment Miss?” Pamela asked rudely and typed my name into the computer.

“Miss Andrew, and no Pamela, I don’t have an appointment, and I’m not leaving until I speak with someone in charge!” I raised my voice.

She clenched her fists and looked around at everyone in the lobby watching us.

“I could have security escort you out,” Pamela smugly replied.

Debating if I should snap back at her or not, since I really didn’t have a scheduled appointment. I thought if I could plead my case the owners would rethink the issue of demolishing the property. I walked over to the lounge and flopped down on the chair in the lobby and texted my sister Isabella. Our parents celebrated their twenty-fifth anniversary. Even though Isabella’s a tax attorney, she could still pull some strings or pretend to anyway, until I can figure out the next steps.

Hearing a throat clear, and smelling that same cologne from my run in outside, I look up and see the guy I bumped into.

“Yes?”

“Follow me,” he told me and walked away from me. I could stay seated and wait for my sister to contact me back; but seeing how far I’ve come, and not wanting to lose my store, I have to push through and get this fixed before they start construction on tearing my building down.

I grabbed up everything and followed behind Mr. Rude ass.

He stops , and I notice the name on the door is President Isaiah Reed. My stomach started turning knots. Entering behind him, I stood close by the door as he closed it and motioned with his hand to take a seat in front of his desk.

As he walked toward me unbuttoning his jacket and stood in front of the desk, I could smell his cologne lingering in the air. Must have been the Ralph Lauren collection. He leaned his head to the left and smiled at my flustered state and heavy breathing. I stood up and closed the space between us, remembering why I was here in the first place.

“Listen, Mr. Reed, I’m not sure if you’re aware, but your company just bought the building my boutique is inside of, called A Style’s Eye, and I recently signed an agreement for a year’s lease with the former landlord”.

He stood up, with a mischievous smile on his face. He walked right in front of me, forcing me to take a step back, so we weren’t chest-to-chest. “I’m not sure why you’ve come to my office about your store, Mrs.”

“Miss Andrew and you own the company correct?” Feeling my phone vibrate, I glanced down and saw Isabella replying to meet at her office. Responding with an “okay,” I put my phone away and shifted from one foot to the other. Crossing my arms over my chest waiting to hear what this asshole had to say.

“Yes, I own the company, and unfortunately, your business will have to relocate within the designated time of thirty days. I’m tearing the building down and opening a shopping mall. If you are looking for a new place in two years, I’d be more than happy to give you first choice at prime space and pricing,” he

informed me, walking closer and looking down at me with a smirk on his face.

Rolling my eyes, clenching my teeth, and blowing out a strained breath, I sat back down and thought of another angle to the situation.

“If you need anything else Miss Andrew, I suggest you take it up with my lawyer. He’d be more than happy to assist you with a resolution to your problem.” He flicked his business card out.

Hesitating to want to accidentally brush against him again, I finally take it out of his hand. Our fingers grazed and the strongest spark I’ve ever felt before passed between us. “Mr. Reed, you have no idea what this will do to my business and life. I can’t just move after finally getting clients and building a name for myself. We can’t all be millionaires like you. Some of us mom-an- pop owners have to work for a living!”

I stood and put the business card in my purse before storming out of his office and past Pamela flirting with the security guard as I walked by the receptionist desk.

The wait for my Uber was about five minutes. As I got in the car, I looked back at the building with a strange feeling that someone was watching me. When I glanced up, Mr. Reed was standing at his window looking down at me. Not wanting to show any tears, I turned away and got in the car heading to my sister’s office.

 
 
 
A Tennessee native and CA dreaming Author Keke Renee is living and striving to continue her passion of writing Short Story romances from Erotic, Paranormal and Urban fiction. She also writes under the name Chiquita Dennie.
 
 
Follow the tour HERE for exclusive excerpts, guest posts and a giveaway!
 
 
 

 

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