Girl Meets Billionaire
Lauren Blakely, Night After Night
“You know I like the sex. I think the part that’s not getting through to you is how very much I like all the other parts. I like what’s in here,” he said, stretching across her to tap her forehead with his index finger, “And I like doing the things here,” he said, sweeping his thumb across her lips, “that involve talking.” He traveled down her chest, tracing a line between her breasts, and landing on her heart. “I also like the things I’m seeing in here.”
Laurelin Paige, Dirty Sexy Player
“I looked at the windows past him, trying to distract myself. Lights flashed and swirled around the dance floor in time to the beat, the only part of the music which made it into the sanctuary of the bubble room. I could tell it was crowded, but I couldn’t make out faces the way they could probably make out ours. “I don’t know if anyone’s looking,” I said.
“Don’t worry about them. Just focus on what you’re doing.”
Easy for him to say. He wasn’t facing them. He was only looking at me.
Nope. I couldn’t think about that either. Just had to focus on the task at hand.
I closed my eyes. “So just pretend that I… That we are… That under my dress…” I couldn’t even say it.
Weston leaned forward and murmured near my ear. “Yes, pretend that under your dress you are not wearing any panties. I have my dick out. I’m working you, and you are showing me exactly how you like it. Now go.”
Just like that, my panties were damp.
by Jake Martinez
Genre: YA Contemporary Fiction/LGBTQ
Release date: March 27th 2020
Justin Ortega might as well be starring in his very own coming-of-age 80s movie. If only he could find his dream boy to pull up in front of his house in a red convertible and sweep him off his feet, already! At seventeen years young, he isnât quite Mexican enough for his South Texas town; isnât manly enough for his father; can sometimes be too much of a smart mouth for his mother; and as for the other kids at schoolâletâs just say heâd be cast as the quiet nerd with a heart of goldâ¦and an ear for music.
The one solace Justin has is his love of 80s hair metal bands, which he listens to on his beloved Sony Walkman. The songs, lyrics, and melody keep him just sane enough to escape the pressures of school and help navigate the hurdles life brings. Especially with the doozy this year is shaping up to be. Not only does he have to try out for a captain position which is rightfully his, but his best friend has found a new girlfriend, leaving Justin to fend for himself in a school where heâs mostly known as simply Coconut.
Enter Dominic Mendoza. Sweet, funny, and a blast from his past, the hunky football player has moved in next door. Justin could never forget how Dominic protected him in the eighth grade, nor the way Dominic made him feel, thenâ¦and now.
Except, this isnât a movie. Confusion, friendship, and love wonât guarantee a happy ending unless Justin can learn to accept himself for who he truly is. Hair bands and all.
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âJustin, you could at least try to smile.â
The words make me want to leave my lips, but I know that they will probably be my last. My mom is not particularly fond of my type of humor, though I could swear that I get it from her. I force my face to make a smile and hope that it will be enough.
âThere, was that so hard?â Mom smiles while messing with my hair. She is the only person I allow to do that.
Yes, yes it was that hard. Smiling isnât something that feels natural to me. Not that it doesnât happen; it just feels weird when it does.
Especially since I am being dropped off at band camp. No, not the fun, hormone-filled kind in the woods. I truly believe they modeled Hell after this one. Two weeks of being yelled at by the Garza High School band directors, bullied by the other drummers, and then there was that reliable South Texas August heat. Itâs a required thing. Most schools in the Rio Grande Valley (maybe other places, but I wouldnât know) use these two weeks to get a jump on the season in order to get their half-time shows off the ground for the upcoming marching competition. The goal is to make it all the way to State, which is why we march in the grueling sun all these days. Now that I think of it, pure hell might not be strong enough to describe it when the temps reach higher than one-hundred degrees.
We arenât the only ones either; the football players also have their own camp that they need to go to as well. Texas takes their football very seriously.
It isnât that camp is physically demanding or anything like that. Even my chubby self can handle the marching and carrying of the equipment. If anything, itâs the people.
I used to love playing percussion when I started in the sixth grade. Seventh and eighth grade were even better. Band was my escape from the pain of having to be in football. I looked forward to it every day.
It wasnât until I started my first day as a freshman that it all went downhill fast. I cringe every time I think about it.
âYou know you could quit if you want to, mijo.â Mom was always telling me that. She would have preferred I do something else, namely football or baseball. Though she loves to think that she and my dad are opposites, they are more alike than either allow themselves to believe.
âYeah, I know. But Iâm doing this for college.â That is partially right. My extracurriculars need beefing up and staying in band will help. It also doesnât hurt that the fall portion of band counts as a P.E. credit, and this year will be the last one. I am willing to suffer through another year in order to avoid the horror that is the boyâs locker room ever again.
Thereâs a fag in the bathroom!
âYou are such a viejito sometimes. You need to learn how to have fun.â
Viejito. It means old man. She called me that a lot. Ever since I could remember, my mom always referred to me as an old man. To me it felt natural, but to her I needed to look and sound more like a kid. Thatâs the weird thing about Spanish. We have a lot of words that sound like insults, but can sometimes be endearing.
I donât say a word, and Mom decides to skip the rest of the âthese are the best years of your lifeâ speech.
âAre you going to walk home, or should I pick you up?â Even though she can be tough as nails, my mother, Mary Ortega, has the most loving eyes I have ever seen on anyone. Well, almost anyone. There was one other.
Those fabulous green eyes. The ones that made me melt in the eighth grade every time I saw them. The ones I also wished I had. Ha! I was green with envy for them.
My momâs eyes made you feel safe and could speak volumes when words fail to convey their proper meaning. I always appreciated that.
âIâll probably just get a ride with Benny.â
âHmm.â Thatâs all she replies with. Her eyes sure shift quickly at the mere mention of Bennyâs name. I never understood why she doesnât like Benny. He had been the only real friend Iâve ever had since I met him two years ago. Yeah, heâs loud and says things that shouldnât be said, but I can count on him when the chips are down. He is also the only one who knows my secret.
About the Author
Jake Martinez is a former South Texas resident who has found a new home in Chicago. He has been writing all his life but has only recently sought to be published. His debut novel, The Mixtape to My Life, reflects on life as a gay teen growing up in South Texas. Jake holds an MFA in Creative Writing and also loves to write plays and screenplays. Aside from writing, you can find him hanging out at home with his husband, their toddler son, and an eclectic group of fur babies.
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A Steamy Curvy Younger Woman Instalove Romance Simon For almost two decades, I'd been celibate while mourning my wife's death. As a single dad with a business empire to run, I never had the time or will to start dating again. But from the moment I met Kayla, everything changed. She's gorgeous, sharp and has a wicked sense of humour. The mere sight of her awakes something in me that had been dormant for years. We hit it off immediately, until I realise a difficult truth. Kayla is one of my daughter's friends. And that's one boundary I'm unwilling to cross, no matter how much it pains me to let her go. Kayla I spotted him as soon as I arrived at the party. Older, sophisticated, but with an edge to him which I couldn't place. I knew I had to solve the mystery that was Simon. Our conversation soon turns physical, and I'm hopelessly swept up in a passion I've never known before. Right up to the moment that we realise who we are to each other. If there's one thing you don't do, it's make out with your friend's dad. No matter how charming and handsome he is. The memory of that one kiss lingers long after the spell is broken. Can I really put it behind me? Can I ignore how he made me feel when I inevitably see him again? Or has our illicit encounter changed my heart forever? Note: this self-contained steamy read may end up melting not just your Kindle, but your heart as well! If you love steamy body positive romance stories featuring confident older men and a curvy younger women, this second book in L. Moone's Coffee Shop Girls series is going to tick all your boxes. Every installment follows a different couple from the moment lightning first strikes all the way to their happily ever after. They can be read in any order, but for maximum enjoyment I suggest you start with Book 1, Fireworks.
ABOUT L. MOONE
Realistic characters, pure emotions, true passion. Everything I write is about the characters: how they interact, what’s going on in their heads, how the passionate relationship develops and affects them. I don’t believe in keeping things hidden, or dressing them up just for show. Some of my characters are potty-mouths, most of them are less than perfect (yes, even physically). I aim to write a happy ending for all of them, without keeping anything behind closed doors.
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Publisher: Lucid Books
'The Struggle Bus: The Van. The Myth. The Legend.' is designed to take you, dear reader, on a ride with the Wood family in the van that became an Internet sensation.
This one-of-a-kind literary adventure you are about to embark on is about more than a viral van. It’s about managing the wonderful chaos of a family of 11. It’s about parenting. It’s about marriage. It’s about success. It’s about failure. It’s about faith. It’s about fun. It’s about a van becoming a metaphor for life as it is given a fun-filled beatdown for the ages. As you roll along with the Wood family, you just might feel driven to:
• connect a little more with the God who made you.
• give yourself a little more grace when you fail.
• smile and laugh a little more—both at the Wood family’s expense and your own.
Hop in, buckle up, hold your nose, laugh, and join the Wood family to explore one of life’s fundamental truths: the struggle is real.
About the Author
Josh Wood is a native of Amarillo, Texas. He and his wife, Careese, are graduates of Texas A&M University (Gig ’em). Josh went on to obtain his MBA from Baylor University (Sic ’em). Newly wedded Josh and Careese made a number of definitive statements regarding their future, including the following classics: “We’ll never move back to Amarillo.” “We’ll have three or four kids. Those kids will never throw fits in Walmart.” “We’ll never home school our children.” “Home churches are weird.”
They live in Amarillo. They have nine kids. They home school. They are part of a home church. They’ve wiped numerous tears off the Walmart floor. Their hobbies include raising children and trying to avoid definitive statements about their future.
Contemporary Romance, Women's Fiction
Release Date: March 24, 2020
Publisher: Kindred Spirits Publishing
SOMETIMES THE PAIN OF LIFE BRINGS A NEW BEGINNING...
Widower Dominic Dunn isn’t sure what to think of his wife’s pre-planned trip for him a year after her death. It’s her effort to force him from his work desk to the coast and the peacefulness she’d found at the Carolina Cove Inn.
Innkeeper Ireland Cohen is a single mom with an impressionable son, and after the kid gets himself into trouble, Dominic offers to lend a hand. It’s the least he can do when Ireland was such a good friend to his wife after her diagnosis.
As the hot summer days at the beach turn into breezy evenings, Ireland and Dominic find their shared memories and friendship turning into more. They’re drawn to each other, fighting an attraction neither of them want because of their pasts.
He’s only visiting, and Ireland has a strict rule about dating tourists. But as his trip draws to a close, they both wonder—is this their last goodbye?
The Last Goodbye is the first book in a five book series set along North Carolina's beautiful Wilmington coast.
About the Author
Kay Lyons always wanted to be a writer, ever since the age of seven or eight when she copied the pictures out of a Charlie Brown book and rewrote the story because she didn’t like the plot. Through the years her stories have changed but one characteristic stayed true— they were all romances.
Published in 2005 with Harlequin Enterprises, Kay’s first release was a national bestseller. Kay has also been a HOLT Medallion, Book Buyers Best and RITA Award nominee. Kay's current Seaside Sisters Series is set in and around Wilmington, NC, and is available from Kindred Spirits Publishing.
Title: Famous (The Power of Three, #3)
Author: Leigh Lennon Genre: Second Chance/ MMF/ Erotic
Release Date: October 25, 2019
Hosted by: Buoni Amici Press, LLC.
Who knew I would love to be with two men at the same time?
Bringing a third into our happy marriage, opened a whole new world of pleasure for Dane and me. But when our partner walked away, we quickly found ourselves craving what felt like a missing piece.
Insert Miles, a cocky actor with a healthy fear of commitment.
One night in return for seven dates. No further strings attached.
If this wasn't a recipe for disaster…
I would give Cami everything. Would I be able to give us both what we really needed?
I loved my wife more than anything, but the famous actor who kept appearing everywhere we were? He quickly turned out to be my kryptonite.
Miles immediately saw Cami for the true gem she was. And gave in to my needs.
Could we convince him to give in to the power between the three of us?
I was built to be alone.
After a loss so deep it left me a shell of a man, I refused to give in to my desire for a forever. I had one and dones and I never stayed around for a second date.
Especially in the harsh world that wasn’t ready for a relationship between three people.
Yet, the moment I met the sexy lawyer and his drop-dead gorgeous wife, I knew it was going to be impossible to walk away.
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Leigh Lennon is a mother, veteran and a wife of a cancer survivor. Originally with a degree in education, she started writing as an outlet that has led to a deep passion. She lugs her computer with her as she crafts her next story. Her imaginary friends become real on her pages as she creates a world for them. She loves pretty nails, spikey hair and large earrings. Leigh can be found drinking coffee or wine, depending on the time of the day.
Title: Love is What You Bake of it
Author: Effie Kammenou
Genre: Contemporary Romance; Single Dad
Release date: March 24th
The only love Kally Anadarakis is baking is in the form of the sweet treats she whips up in her café, The Coffee Klatch.
Kally never believed herself to be a person worthy of love, but when an intoxicating man she considered out of her league pursues her, she risks everything to be with him. Later, when tragedy strikes, truths are revealed that leave Kally brokenhearted and untrusting.
Eight years later, Kally is a successful pastry chef running the café she’d always dreamed of owning. With a home of her own, a profession she’s passionate about, and the support and love of friends and family, Kally is content with the life she has carved out for herself.
Until the day Max Vardaxis walks into her café…
With arguing parents, meddling relatives, an overly energetic grandmother, a man-crazy best friend, and the long ago, mysterious disappearance of a grandfather, this new man in town is just one more complication in Kally’s life, if not the main one.
Kally must now decide whether to keep her heart safe or to once again take a ‘whisk on love.’
Her debut novel, Evanthia’s Gift, is a women’s fiction multigenerational love story and family saga, influenced by her Greek heritage, and the many real-life accounts that have been passed down. She continues to pick her father’s brain for stories of his family’s life in Lesvos, Greece, and their journey to America. Her interview with him was published in a nationally circulated magazine.
Evanthia’s Gift: Book One in The Gift Saga was a 2016 award finalist in the Readers Favorite Awards in the Women’s Fiction category. Waiting for Aegina is Book Two in The Gift Saga and Chasing Petalouthes is Kammenou’s latest release, completing the series.
Effie Kammenou is a first generation Greek-American who lives on Long Island with her husband and two daughters. When she’s not writing, or posting recipes on her food blog, cheffieskitchen.wordpress.com, you can find her entertaining family and friends or traveling for ‘research.’
As an avid cook and baker, a skill she learned from watching her Athenian mother, she incorporated traditional Greek family recipes throughout the books.
She holds a Bachelor’s Degree in Theater Arts from Hofstra University.
Title: After All
Author: Heidi McLaughlin
Genre: Contemporary Romance Release
Date: March 24, 2020
Hosted by: Buoni Amici Press, LLC.
From New York Times bestselling author Heidi McLaughlin comes a heartfelt story about overcoming great loss and forgiving past sins to find happiness again.
Brooklyn Hewett hasn’t set foot in Cape Harbor for fifteen years—not since an accident claimed the love of her life, Austin Woods. Desperate to move forward, Brooklyn has focused on raising her daughter for the past fourteen years. But when the opportunity comes along to renovate the old Driftwood Inn, Brooklyn knows it’s time to go home.
But it won’t be easy. For one, Austin’s best friend, Bowie Holmes, still lives in Cape Harbor. Brooklyn hasn’t quite been able to forget him: not since the night they spent together—the same night they both lost Austin. Separated by tragedy and guilt, they’re brought together by the Driftwood project. And as they rebuild the inn, they discover they’re also rebuilding something else.
Brooklyn’s always been desperate to move on, not knowing that she first needs to reconcile past transgressions. She can’t forget, but she can forgive—Austin, Bowie, and herself—on her way toward long-awaited happiness.
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Heidi McLaughlin is a New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author of The Beaumont Series, The Boys of Summer, and The Archers.
Originally, from the Pacific Northwest, she now lives in picturesque Vermont, with her husband and two daughters. Also renting space in their home is an over-hyper Beagle/Jack Russell, Buttercup and a Highland West/Mini Schnauzer, JiLL and her brother, Racicot.
When she's isn't writing one of the many stories planned for release, you'll find her sitting court-side during either daughter's basketball games.
Heidi's first novel, Forever My Girl, has been adapted into a motion picture with LD Entertainment and Roadside Attractions, starring Alex Roe and Jessica Roth, in theaters January 19, 2018.
To stay connected with Heidi visit www.facebook.com/authorheidimclaughlin or heidimclaughlin.com
Convictions of Faith is the story of a powerful African Heroine, Kimpa Vita, and her quest for African equality. Sometimes called the “African Joan of Arc,” Kimpa Vita challenged and nearly toppled the powerful Catholic Church in Kongo. Based on actual events, Convictions of Faith tells her story with an African perspective.
Claiming to be the reincarnation of Saint Anthony, Kimpa Vita began and led a crusade for the dignity and equality of African culture and belief in the face of Portuguese hegemony. But it was not easy. Constant reminders of her own mortality created a crisis of faith in her, providing an opportunity for the power structure she challenged. But the king and church faced similar existential and moral crises as they navigated between collapse and almost unimaginable wealth.
Convictions of Faith describes the political intrigue, betrayals of love and faith, and moral dilemmas that led to Kimpa Vita’s trial and ultimate demise. The novel explores the dichotomies of murder, ambition, and betrayal in pre-colonial Africa, and offers a glimpse into the powerful forces and compromises in morality that fueled the commerce of slavery. To provide cultural context critical to discerning the truth about Kimpa Vita’s life, Convictions of Faith offers an Afro-Centric perspective on actual events recorded by Portuguese missionaries.
Though burned at the stake for heresy, Kimpa Vita started a movement that could be discerned thousands of miles and hundreds of years away.
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Faith, made infallible by naïve confidence, fomented the beginning. As betrayal and sacrilege conspired to acrimony, that same strain of faith likewise ensured the end. But, unlike the simple narrative history celebrates, this story’s outcome was much more than a reincarnation of its origin. Kimpa Vita’s mortal deeds and misdeeds, often inseparable, compelled her conviction because belief, like truth, is personal.
On the eve of her birth in 1783, the Mbidzi River ran furious from six days and nights of thunderstorms. The first raindrops that danced on Kongo’s parched fields were welcomed as saviors. By the third night, however, the soil faced a new desperation, begging for respite as its grip was wrested from the land. The relentless water began savaging homes, crops, and nearly everything else the BoKongo held dear. In later years, some would recall the deluge as an omen, claiming that nganga marindas, the seers of things to come, had foretold the coming of an oracle. Everything on this earth, it was often said, unholy, diseased, and rotted by the ego of man, must be washed away in preparation for any immaculate advent.
The day of Kimpa Vita’s birth arrived, but the world didn’t change perceptibly. That would take some time.
“What shall we name her?” asked Manoka, her mother, when her newborn daughter was placed in her arms.
“Kimpa Vita!” exclaimed her father, Fumu, without hesitation, his hulking muscular frame hovering closer to inspect her. He kissed his tiny daughter on the forehead with a gentleness one wouldn’t think a hardened soldier capable of.
“Perfect,” nodded Manoka. “The body of life.”
Fumu’s large hands reached for and cradled Kimpa Vita, his first child. He sat holding her for nearly an hour, marveling at her tiny features, oblivious to anything around him. Then, as suddenly as he had fallen into her trance, Fumu stood and, with a sigh, handed Kimpa Vita back to Manoka. Without a word, he collected some belongings and purposefully stepped outside, marching off to battle.
Over the next four years, Fumu was off in battle nearly as much as he was home watching over his daughter. But wars of commerce meant walking ever farther to capture fewer slaves, and men like Fumu were slowly being replaced by younger, stronger soldiers who could march farther with less rest. This left Fumu to attend to defense duties closer to home and to have much greater influence on his daughter than the average soldier might have.
Kimpa Vita’s early years were unremarkable but for the fact that some elders considered her clairvoyant, a prognosis that divided her parents. Manoka was thrilled and took credit for what she considered Kimpa Vita’s gift, reminding Fumu that she came from a family known for special abilities.
“Remember when we first knew?” asked Manoka. She and Fumu were relaxing in their home after having had a meal of manioc and antelope.
Fumu shook his head in exasperation. He took a sip of palm wine from a large, red gourd. He had never been as willing as Manoka to see supernatural forces at work and the palm wine threatened to loosen his tongue.
“Remember?” Manoka demanded.
“A dream she had about your grandfather that you immediately imputed to her receiving messages from the ancestors,” sighed Fumu. “Yes, I remember.”
“You may ignore it,” scoffed Manoka. “But you may not change the truth. She never met my grandfather, and she described him precisely.”
“Truth?” sneered Fumu finally. “You assign connections with great ease because you ignore the simplest explanation. How many times have you described your grandfather to her?”
“She healed Nsama,” Manoka reminded him, referring to one of her neices who, seemed to have recovered from a common sickness after being embraced by Kimpa Vita.
“Or it was coincidence.”
“Believe what you wish,” said Manoka, turning away.
Fumu, who had grown astute in social interaction through his constant soldiering, thought his daughter unusually perceptive and intuitive, but nothing more. “Charm and empathy,” he observed. “As the bravado of her youth fades, I see her studying the behavior of those around her. She is developing intuition.”
“She no longer seeks the company of other children,” complained Manoka in response. She turned back to Fumu. “I see shyness or the beginning of an outsized ego. It must be corrected.”
“On the contrary,” replied Fumu as he shook his head. “I see maturity. Silence is confidence and, in Kimpa Vita’s case, betrays her interest in the well-being of others.”
Manoka had another explanation. “Her social prowess and frequent visions of the afterlife are a bridge to the simbi,” she told Fumu. “Her silence is something spiritual you and I are not capable of comprehending. We are not equipped to help her develop this gift.”
Fumu remained silent, a scowl on his face. He knew what his wife would say next. Communication with simbi, the ancestral spirits, was the central task of the suffering society, also known as the Kimpasi. Regarding his daughter’s fate, Fumu now understood where the conversation would lead.
“If, as you say, our daughter is interested in helping others, she must have an invitation and initiation into the Kimpasi,” declared Manoka, “where she can help many people at once.”
A group of spiritual healers who watched over the village and helped ease society’s woes, the mysterious Kimpasi were both feared and revered. Members trained initiates to become nganga marindas, witches in the eyes of the Church, but simply messengers of wisdom from their ancestors to the BoKongo. Still, due to the secrecy shrouding the society, nobody knew exactly what the Kimpasi did.
“Kimpa Vita is a healer,” concurred Fumu. “That is true. So must her education be by and among healers. A noble pursuit.”
Manoka was losing patience.
“She has no need for further mastery of healing,” she growled. “What would she learn among healers? How to check a pulse or inspect an iris? How to corroborate suspected ailments in breath?”
“And why not?” demanded Fumu. “Who does not hold great respect for healers? Who might live with no healers in society?”
“She has basic knowledge of healing now,” said Manoka, trying to redirect the conversation. “Three days ago, she knew to apply bird fat on a burn I received from the fire. No,” continued Manoka with a shake of her head, “our daughter shall heal on a grander scale.”
“Through prayer, chanting, and song?” Fumu sniffed, with a hint of scorn for what he saw as misplaced hope.
“The Kimpasi are healers of social and spiritual, not physical, ailments,” said Manoka, calm and unwilling to be drawn into an argument.
“They are a society of alienation,” moaned Fumu. “Nganga marindas do not lead normal lives. They do not find good husbands.”
“My kanda is powerful,” laughed Manoka. “Any man would be lucky to marry into it.”
Kandas, matrilineal clans, were the center of life in seventeenth-century Kongo. They influenced nearly every aspect of life and, to a great extent, determined a person’s personal and professional reach. Through her mother, Kimpa Vita was a member of one of the most important kandas in the kingdom.
“Your kanda is wealthy and politically powerful,” agreed Fumu. “The Kimpasi would not refuse her, but to what end? They are bound by ritual and, like the Church, impose a shackle on critical thinking.”
“Yet education must come from somewhere.”
“Life,” sighed Fumu. “Experience is the only true education in our mortal world.”
“The wisdom of elders. Lessons convey the experience of many lives.”
“Let us not feel compelled to force Kimpa Vita into always questioning her lessons,” pleaded Manoka finally.
“That shall be her true gift,” replied Fumu with a shake of his head. “On that we cannot compromise. Even at the cost of terse supper conversation.”
“Tease less, then,” sighed Manoka, struggling to find any accommodation in Fumu’s beliefs. “By insolence she shall lose the favor of anyone who would impart wisdom.”
“By questioning she shall earn the respect of any worthy teacher,” countered Fumu.
“She requires more than mere interaction with the children of my kanda,” bemoaned Manoka.
“I cannot conceive of finer lessons in culture and custom,” declared Fumu with finality. He was ready for the conversation to end and moved towards the doorway.
Manoka had more to say, however, and refused to capitulate to any attempt to limit her daughter’s full potential. As an only child, Kimpa Vita received her parents’ full attention.
“Would not tutelage with different teachers strengthen her ability to discern wisdom from folly?” asked Manoka. “Indeed, would it not strengthen the very reasoning and skills of logic that you so adamantly insist she hone?”
Fumu stopped and turned back to his wife, trying hard to find a flaw in her argument. She saw the almost imperceptible nod from Fumu’s head and knew she had won.
Throughout her life, Kimpa Vita often said that being born to her mother’s kanda was the greatest gift and most powerful advantage she ever received. Invisible to all but her husband, Manoka’s discreet advocacy may have been the most profound benefit Kimpa Vita heedlessly enjoyed.
R.S. Basi is an attorney, author, and lover of history. His extensive travels in Africa have led him to continue to research that Continent’s history. Basi’s first novel, The Black Hand of God, also about Kimpa Vita, was called “[a] much needed history in a great book” by Cyrus Webb of Conversations Live!, and “[a]n overwhelming, awe-inspiring account [of her life]...to be read and absorbed, which will leave you thirsting for more”- by the RAWSISTAZ reviewers. During the year of its release, it reached #1 in three categories of download for Amazon’s Kindle.
Why did you write this book?
Our understanding of history, even African history, is skewed towards the perspective of vistors- that is, what we know about African kingdoms and heroes and heroines is not the same understanding as we would have if it were told from the African perspective. The context, priorities and relevance would be vastly different. I wanted to write a novel about a legendary African from an Afro-centric perspective. Our kids need to be able to read about more black heroes and heroines. History is filled with them, and we need to have more effort spent on telling their stories. That’s why I wrote this book…to help bring more of our past to light.
Who was Kimpa Vita?
Sometimes called the “African Joan of Arc,” Kimpa Vita was a political and religious reformer in the powerful Kingdom of Kongo. She is often credited with being the mother of the African Independent Church movement, which seeks to reconcile traditional spiritual faith with Euro-centric teachings of the Catholic Church.
Claiming to be the reincarnation of Saint Anthony, Kimpa Vita led a crusade for the dignity and equality of African culture and belief. Though burned at the stake for heresy, she nearly toppled the king and church of her time and place. Hers is an incredible story and I’m surprised her name isn’t more known.
How did you come to know about her?
While traveling in the area she came from, I kept hearing the name. At the time, it was Zaire, but is now called the Democratic Republic of Congo (DRC). I heard stories of Kimpa Vita and met a girl named after her. Coming back to the U.S., I spent months researching her and was surprised to find out how important and relevant she was to both African and American history.
How, if at all, is she relevant to African-Americans and U.S. Black history?
As the progenitor of the African Independent Church movement, which sought to reconcile African spiritual faith with the Euro-centric teachings of the Catholic church, Kimpa Vita’s influence is difficult to overstate. Indeed, her rallying cry was heard in Georgia’s 1739 Stono Rebellion, one of the largest slave uprisings in the British colonies, giving her life a direct connection to American history.
What are some of the challenges you came up against when researching African history?
Finding primary source material was difficult. Beyond the more obvious personal biases of the authors, layers of time, language, culture, and context make it a challenge to discern event from commentary.
Can you name some other interesting African Historical figures, especially women, that readers could research on their own?
Just a few that I think readers would find interesting are:
What do you think Kimpa Vita’s most important message was?
She advocated for cultural context when interpreting the lessons of religion. This should resonate with anyone, no matter what the culture or belief. The idea that faith is specific and personal, shaped by the individual’s action and intention rather than ritual, is relevant to many philosophies and religions. In the end, her message was one of dignity and equality and the power therein.
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Release Date: March 11, 2020
Publisher: Triplicity Publishing
Henrietta Bailey is a mysterious woman who has spent her entire life living in the town of Crescent, a sleepy beach community in Central Coastal California. She loves the beach, the ocean air, and the town itself. Her simple life fulfills her. However, she spends much of her time reminiscing about her long-lost love, a woman who left her devastated.
Now, another woman awaits on the horizon; a wise, intelligent, and sexy lady who is sophisticated beyond her years. This woman yearns for her soul mate and lover. Will she be able to win Henrietta’s heart, or will Henrietta be fated to live the rest of her days alone?
All her life, Henrietta has held a gift, one that most of the townspeople fear and do not understand. Still, this doesn’t deter her from pursuing these extraordinary talents, and she does what she can to help others improve their lives. Those close to her encourage her, and new people enter the picture who offer enlightenment.
Personal secrets emerge that change the course of Henrietta’s life. Can she do the right thing and move forward?
A long-lost mystery comes to the surface, causing upset among some of the town’s residents.
Come meet this incredible woman who strives to attain the things in the world she values the most – family, love, and respect.
About the Author
Lynn Lawler‘s stories are greatly inspired by LGBTQ themes with deep felt emotion and rich characters. Each lives out their dynamic lives and find themselves in the rich imaginations of those who love to read and receive fulfillment within their own creative desires.
Her book, Enticed by Love is about a woman who is haunted by a past love while another one lurks in the background. There is a mystery, paranormal, drama, and romance in this LGBTQ story.
While in college, she wrote an editorial that was published in The Detroit Free Press. It focused on the positives of children’s education in the sciences. This she found to be very inspiring and felt that people needed awareness to encourage young people to study these subjects.
Lynn went on a journey to Arizona seeking a refreshed higher purpose. While there, she experienced things that were life-changing. By sharing nutritional information and benefits of going vegetarian, Lynn walked right into an opportunity where she created a new profit center for a co-op market by introducing a juice bar. In another venture, she applied her expertise in developing a marketing strategy for a professional outdoor sales - small business.
In addition to marketing, Lynn also was an architectural designer, consulting and contracting for many Los Angeles, CA-based architectural firms.
Her creative awakening began after low spot emotionally. She finally realized that her true, lifelong dream of being a writer could and would become her reality. Lynn watched a documentary on the life of the 20th century, writer Willa Cather. Willa Cather became her encouragement to move forward with her own aspirations.
The trials of Lynn’s life have only served as stepping stones to a brighter outlook and a stronger spirit.
Lynn has always been a fan of books. Her favorite authors are; Mary Higgins Clark, and J.K. Rowling and Judy Blume. In addition, she loves reading the works of other LGBTQ authors such as Scarlett Knight and Domina Alexandra.
You can find Lynn Lawler’s blog at www.lynnlawler.wordpress.com. Here you will read interviews of artists, authors, and others. In addition, you can read all of Lynn Lawler’s book reviews for a relevant, insightful, point of view.
In her spare time, she enjoys hiking, meditation, playing chess and Tomb Raider, and watching baseball.
Lynn lives in Southern California with her spouse and cats. She is currently at work on her next novel.