Fate’s Cry Five Star Seal
Fate’s Cry receives the five star seal from Readers’ Favorite! Three different reviewers read the story and reviewed individually. I’m happy to say all three gave the story five stars! Here’s what they had to say:
Review 1: Reviewed by Romuald Dzemo for Readers’ Favorite
Fate’s Cry by Jalpa Williby is a paranormal story with very interesting characters and an intriguing plot. The protagonist, Kelsey Taylor, has known the worst of pain. After losing her entire family to a fire, she lives with guilt for a very long time until she meets Damien, an attractive yet mysterious man, the kind of person who could inspire conflicting emotions in a woman. She is in love, but just like many things in her life, Damien suddenly disappears and she does not know where to start searching for him. Joining the police force might have been a move which could lead her to finding Damien, but she is up against a serial killer bent on taking everyone close to her. Can Kelsey make sense of these events and can she apprehend the killer before losing the next important person in her life?
Jalpa Williby’s Fate’s Cry is a riveting work, a compelling story with an interesting plot and solid characters. From the very first page, the reader is drawn into the difficult world of the protagonist as she pines away in grief. But this won’t be for long as things start happening immediately. The writing is stellar, laced with colorful descriptions and engaging dialogue. I enjoyed the conflict and how it develops. The reader reads on with bated breath, always wanting to find out what will happen next to the protagonist. One never knew where the story would turn next. This is a paranormal story that held my attention.
Review 2: Reviewed by Rabia Tanveer for Readers’ Favorite
Fate’s Cry by Jalpa Williby is the story of Kelsey Taylor. Five years ago, on Halloween, her whole family died in a fire and she believes there is no one to blame but herself. Deciding she cannot live with grief and guilt, she attempts to take her own life. She is stopped and saved by a man named Damien. Heartbroken, she hopes that the two of them could have a future together, but when he disappears, she is resolved to move on and make something of her life.
Joining the police department was one of the best decisions she ever made. However, when her partner is killed and his daughter is kidnapped by the killer, she is ready to do whatever it takes to save the girl and take revenge. Just when she least expects it, Damien reappears. But she cannot trust him, not now. There is a killer on the loose and he could be anyone. For all she knows, it could be Damien, although her heart says something else. Can she trust her heart? Can she trust Damien? Or is she destined to live in grief and give in?
This was an intense novel and I loved it. Kelsey is a strong character, she was beautifully developed. I sympathized with her and empathized with her. Damien is such an enigmatic character. No matter how hard I tried, he was too hard to figure out. He was definitely a mystery that added greatly to the overall appeal of the novel. Plus, the cover of the novel is gorgeous. It fitted well with the plot. This book is really good! It deserves all the stars I can dish out!
Review 3: Reviewed by Lit Amri for Readers’ Favorite
Kelsey Taylor was 18 years old when she lost her family in a fire; her wheelchair-bound mother, her seven-year-old brother Ryan, and her 11-year-old sister Tori. She was a rebel and went out that night, despite her family’s plea for her to stay. After almost five years, the guilt never recedes and haunts her every single moment. If only she had been home that night, she could have saved them. A mysterious man named Damien enters her life and she’s confused by her attraction towards him. At the same time, she’s uncomfortable with his peculiarity and his secretive manner regarding his true identity.
Fate’s Cry by Jalpa Williby is an urban supernatural story that focuses on supernatural beings as classic as vampires and werewolves, but perhaps not as famous – at least not to me. Williby also mixed a dramatic crime thriller and romance into the story, so there’s plenty of action, suspense, and poignant moments. The plot is fast-paced and has a good twist. The prose is straightforward, making the reading flawless and engaging. Kelsey’s character development is well-written, particularly when she’s moving forward from her guilt and has joined the police force. I also like the cover art, so kudos to the artist, Amanda Walker.
On the whole, Fate’s Cry is a good read and a solid debut for the Fate series. Williby has included a sneak peak of the second book, Fate’s Roar. I like the way the story continues, so I look forward to reading about Damien’s brother in the next book.
This is very exciting since this is the first time I’ve written a psychological thriller. Here’s the direct link to the reviews:
Jalpa’s Musings: Nobody Is Perfect
I have so many thoughts (ALL THE TIME), I thought it would be good for me to start writing them down. I figured I’d blog about my crazy thoughts as well. Why not? It may be therapeutic for me. It’s also a great way to share my “musings” to the world, and I figured maybe somebody out there would read it and totally get what I’m trying to say.
This one will be focused on perfection. I actually hate that word. What does that even mean? According to Merriam-Webster, the simple definition is “having no mistakes or flaws.” Huh?
I’m sitting here scratching my head like, “Who the hell never makes mistakes or has zero flaws?” My entire life, I have never met a person like this. Have you?
Personally, I kinda like the fact that we’re all imperfect in our own unique way. Trust, me we all are…including you! I know I’ve got a long way to go if I’m trying to reach “perfection.” (By the way, I’m not…I’m just trying to be the best human being I can be in the short time I have on earth).
What are my imperfections? Well, I’m completely unorganized; I can be a bit untidy (to put it mildly); I sometimes (ok, many times) let my emotions control me; I can be a bit obsessive; I would probably diagnose myself to be borderline bipolar. These are just few I’m mentioning.
So my point is, if we all have our “flaws,” why don’t we accept each other for our special “imperfections?” I just found out that Paralympics has been going on all week in Rio. There’s been hardly any coverage on it! Do you know these guys train just as hard? I don’t understand. I know I’d be glued to my TV in awe at some of the competitions.
It’s all very simple really. Just accept one another for who we are…love and support each other for our “imperfections.” Personally, I like to think of us all as unique. How many of you actually go out of your way to get to know somebody who may be “different” than you? Actually, how many of you would ask them on a date? Embrace our individuality and our diversities. Make that extra effort to get to know and understand somebody who’s not like you. You never know what you may learn. Hey, they may become your new best friend.
Okay, that’s enough of my musings for now. I would love to hear your thoughts. Until next time, friends…
My Perfect Imperfections Wins GOLD!
My Perfect Imperfections won the Gold Medal from Readers’ Favorite International Book Awards in Inspirational category.
I am beyond humbled for this honorable award. The story is very dear to my heart, as I have many friends with cerebral palsy.
At first, I wasn’t sure if I should write this story since I have a hard time writing about anything that’s “real.” But, once I began my research and interviewed many individuals with cerebral palsy, I knew I had to write it. I was especially moved by a young lady, Charisse Hogan, while I was doing my research. As I watched her on her YouTube videos, I knew she held nothing back. She put her heart and soul out there for the world to see.
So, I created Lily Cooper, the young girl from My Perfect Imperfections. She was not able to walk/talk, and used a power wheelchair and a communication device. Lily was a brilliant girl, but because she was “stuck in her own body,” the society wasn’t very kind to her.
I am especially proud of this story. It’s not just about raising awareness, but I wanted the readers to feel Lily’s pain, sorrow, happiness, and strength. I wanted her to live a fulfilling life as she overcame the obstacles. I wanted it to inspire not only people with cerebral palsy, but the general public. Most of all, I wanted people to fall in love with Lily and Chance.
Because this story is so very important, I am especially excited about this award. Thank you, thank you Readers’ Favorite for this honor.
Enjoy this brief excerpt from My Perfect Imperfections.
My name is Lily Cooper, and I’ve lived with cerebral palsy for eighteen years. It hasn’t been easy, but I’ve learned to make the most out of my life—at least until that dreaded ride home from prom.
Once I’m secured into the van, Layna drives toward our house. Even though it has begun to rain, it doesn’t dampen my mood.
“Well?” she asks. “Wasn’t that fun?”
“Ya,” I answer, nodding my head. I can’t remember the last time I’ve felt this happy.
“Did you see James? He was dancing with that red-headed bimbo all night.”
“Ya,” I respond. I did notice it. I’m pretty sure he was upset that Layna didn’t go to prom with him and was trying to make her jealous. What an idiot!
“I guess it’s good I saw his true colors. I mean, to think I would have wasted my summer on that jerk,” Layna continues.
She’s too good for him. I’m glad she witnessed his immature behavior.
“My summer is busy anyway. I’ll be working and getting ready for college. Who has time for losers?”
Although Layna pretends like she doesn’t care, I know her better. From the way she keeps talking about it and the fact that she’s driving kind of fast around the curves, I can tell that James has upset her. Doesn’t she realize that he has nothing on her?
“I mean, I actually saw him kissing her. He knew I was right there! He totally did that on purpose!” The more Layna continues, the more worked up she’s becoming.
I desperately think of ways to try to distract her. The rain is now coming down hard, and it’s becoming near impossible to see through the windshield. I bite my lip hard to swallow a scream when I feel the tires sliding on the slippery road a few times. Layna is oblivious that she’s driving much too fast in the rain.
The headlights come from nowhere, blinding us. I blink, wondering why they are so bright. Where did they come from?
My heart stops beating. I hold my breath.
Layna slams on the brakes to avoid the collision.
“Hold on, Lily!” She spins the steering wheel and the van swerves out of control. I hear the screeching of the breaks and the deafening sound of the collision.
Everything moves in slow motion. Time stands still as the deathly silence encases me.
I hear nothing. I feel nothing. I simply float.
And then darkness swallows me.
My Perfect Imperfections Won!
Yes! I just found out that My Perfect Imperfections won the Outstanding Fiction Book in the 2016 IAN Book of the Year Awards! This is truly an honor since books from all over the world are entered. I am full of all sorts of emotions…shocked, humbled, thrilled. And yes, I did the happy dance with my dog this morning. I think he thought I lost my mind.
Here’s the official seal!
Oh you guys want to see a picture of my puppy too? The poor guy had to endure my craziness this morning!
My Perfect Imperfections is a Finalist!
So excited to share that My Perfect Imperfections is a finalist for 2016 Independent Author Network Book of the Year Awards in General Fiction/Literary category. Completely shocked and honored! Here’s the official seal!
I’ll share a short excerpt:
Chance continues to text me, but he doesn’t visit during the summer break. He has committed himself to working on a research project with one of the professors. Our texts are brief and detached. Sometimes, it almost feels like he’s texting out of obligation.
I bury myself in my work and my studies. It feels good to actually receive a real paycheck. I refuse to think about Chance, although once in a while, I find myself checking his Facebook wall to see what he’s been doing. Many times, I see the pictures he’s been tagged in by his friends. To my relief, he looks healthy. The pictures that hurt the most are the ones of him partying with girls. Often, these girls are hanging all over him, and Chance has no problems holding them in his arms. Once there’s even a picture of a beautiful girl sitting on his lap while he’s laughing.
For the life of me, I have no idea why I’m slowly torturing myself. I know if I click on his page, I’ll see things I don’t want to see. Powerless, I purposefully continue to cause myself the pain. I can’t help but be jealous. I don’t know if it’s because I wish I were one of the girls or because I wish I weren’t a prisoner in my own wheelchair.
I know Chance and I have been best friends for a long time, but a part of me has to accept that he never really saw me as he sees these other girls. Sure, he cares about me, but he’s never been attracted to me. Can I blame him? After all, he’s a gorgeous man who can basically get any of those beautiful, able-bodied girls who are all over him.
Knowing I need to let him go—not only for him but also for me—I eventually stop texting him back. At first, Chance continues to try to reach me, but I don’t respond. He even calls my parents to make sure I’m okay. When they assure him I’m doing fine, I receive one final email from him.
I’ve been texting you quite a bit lately, but you haven’t replied back. I got worried so I called your parents. They assured me that you’re doing great and everything is working out well with your job and school. I wish I could be there in person so we can talk face to face about this. I just can’t get out of the commitments here, though. Since you’re not replying back to me, I can only assume that you don’t want to put in the effort any longer to keep in touch. If I’m wrong about this, please let me know. If I don’t hear back from you, I guess my assumption is correct. I’m not quite sure what to say, but if that is your desire, I respect it. Just know that whatever you may need in the future, I’ll be here for you.
A single tear slowly rolls down my cheek and disappears behind my shirt.
Fate’s Cry (Prologue)
In seven more days, Fate’s Cry will be released! Yikes! So excited (and nervous). To celebrate, I’d like to share the prologue. Remember, it’s for $0.99 for a very limited time. Soon after the release, the price will go back up, so preorder now.
Applying the dark, red lipstick one more time, Kelsey Taylor was pleased at her reflection. She couldn’t wait to get out of there and party with her friends. Maybe “friends” was too strong of a word, but they knew how to have a good time. The Halloween parties were a blast; somebody was always good for bringing the right drugs there. She’d been dying for a fix for the last couple of days.
“You’re going to wear that, Kelsey?” Ryan asked when he walked into the bathroom. “I can see your butt.”
Kelsey rolled her eyes, turning around to see her backside in the mirror. She was wearing a tight, black, cat costume. Yes, it was a little skimpy, but it was sexy. There would be some hotties there tonight. She’d learned very quickly the sexier she looked, the more the guys would hook her up with some free stuff the entire night.
“Shut up, Ryan. You’re too young to understand anything.” She pulled her eyeliner out of her purse again to make sure she was satisfied with her “cat eyes.”
“Why do you always have to go out? Can’t you just stay home tonight?” Ryan begged her with his wide, green eyes.
“Okay, you need to stop talking to me. I’m trying to hurry up and get out of here. I don’t wanna be late.”
“Please, Kelsey,” Ryan said. “You never play with us anymore. We’ll have fun.” He was seven years old, full of life and mischief.
Tori, her eleven-year-old sister, walked into the bathroom and chimed in. “Yeah, Kelsey. We hardly see you anymore. We used to have so much fun when we hung out together. Can’t you just stay one night?”
Kelsey brushed her reddish-brown hair one more time and frowned down at her siblings. “Sorry, I got plans. I’m not wasting my Friday night playing cards.” She purposefully ignored the disappointed looks in their eyes.
As she was leaving, her mom followed her to the door in her wheelchair. “Kelsey, please don’t go. We really miss you around here. Besides, I could use some more help from you.”
Kelsey shrugged her shoulders and flipped her hair back while she kept walking. “Look, Mom, it’s Halloween. That means there are lots of Halloween parties. I’m sorry you got diagnosed with multiple sclerosis. I’m sorry your husband died. There’s nothing I can do about it. Just because you’re now confined to your wheelchair, doesn’t mean I have to stop my life. I’m only eighteen years old, and I don’t need this shit. I’ll see you later.”
Those were her last words to her mother before she slammed the apartment door behind her. Sure, since her dad’s passing away from the dreadful cancer about five years ago, her mother had worked hard every single day to help provide for her children. Her multiple sclerosis was progressing quickly, though, so they’d been struggling financially since she could no longer work.
As Kelsey sprinted down the stairs, guilt crept up on her for a brief second. She quickly shook it off. She simply didn’t want to deal with that depressing apartment and needed to just get away from it all to have a good time. After all, she was too young to have all those responsibilities.
Kelsey saw Jake’s car already waiting for her as she reached downstairs. When he roared his engine, she smiled. Yes, she was ready for tonight. She had only known Jake for a few months, but she liked hanging with him because she could always count on him for a good time.
The party was at some guy’s house. She didn’t even know his name, but it didn’t really matter. Normally, the same crowd showed up at the parties, and most of the time, nobody really remembered anything anyway. Everybody just did their thing.
As soon as they entered the house, Kelsey began drinking. Soon, Jake brought her some pot to smoke. Feeling pretty good, she swayed to the beat of the music.
“Hey, kitty kitty.” Some guy came up to her and pinched her butt.
“Hey, yourself,” Kelsey said, losing herself in his ocean, blue eyes. The guy was wearing a vampire costume, and from what she could gather, he made a pretty hot vampire.
“So, has the cat woman ever hooked up with a vampire?” he asked.
“I don’t think so,” she flirted back, pouting her lips. “But, there’s always a first time for everything.”
The vampire laughed and leaned down to kiss her. His tongue immediately found hers, and Kelsey closed her eyes as he pulled her against his body.
“Are you with that guy you came with?” He stopped the kiss and frowned down at her.
“Jake? Nah, we’re just buddies.” By then, she was drunk and high, so Kelsey was having difficulty focusing.
“Cool. You wanna go upstairs with me so I can really show you how to party? I got the good stuff.”
Not the one to refuse the “good stuff,” Kelsey placed her arm around his and followed him upstairs into a bedroom. The rest of the night was a blur. Kelsey only remembered being in her own world and escaping into the abyss.
After the party, Kelsey headed home with some guy. She had no idea if it was the same guy who took her to the bedroom or if it was Jake. Everything was still spinning, but at least she wasn’t passed out somewhere. She was just hoping her mom wouldn’t start with her lectures as soon as she got home.
Somehow, her mind registered the bright lights of the emergency vehicles as they got closer to the apartment building. Still not understanding exactly what was happening around her, Kelsey was in a trance as she watched the flames hissing and spitting wildly.
“Shit! That building is on fire!” The guy driving the car came to a halt. “Wow, that’s badass.”
She blinked a few times, forcing her mind to think. She knew something bad was happening right before her eyes as she exited the vehicle. Like a moth to a flame, she was drawn to the fire as it summoned her. In a daze, she was mesmerized by the violent flames as they hungrily ate through the building.
“Miss! You can’t go there!” Somebody grabbed her, holding her back.
When she saw the fireman yelling at her to get back, her mind snapped into reality. Knowing instantly that her family was in that fire, Kelsey turned and raced toward the building. She couldn’t get too far, though, because another fireman grabbed her.
“Let me go! That’s my home! Where’s my family?” Kelsey pulled, pushed, and shook viciously, trying to get loose.
“Please, let us do our job. We’re doing the best we can to help them.”
“They can’t get out! They’re stuck! Let me go!” She tried to kick him, anything to get to her family. She already knew in her heart that there was no way they could get out on their own. “Mom! I’m here, Mom! Ryan, Tori! Hang on! I’m here!” she screamed.
The flames roared louder, taunting her. She helplessly watched the smoke swirl in long wisps and become its own monstrous entity. As the building was completely swallowed by the angry inferno, Kelsey’s legs collapsed from under her. Sobbing hysterically, she rocked back and forth, hugging her body.
“I’m sorry. I’m here now,” she choked in between her sobs.
In that moment in time, Kelsey’s world ended.
Jamie Fraser: King of Men
I haven’t blogged about Outlander for a while, and the reason is simple…I simply couldn’t get into Season 2 at first.
As many women, I’m very protective of the books and the characters. I fell in love with them over twenty years ago, so of course, I was both weary and excited to see it unfold on screen.
To be honest, Season 1 blew me away. I felt so connected with the characters that I became obsessed with the show. I literally watched each episode numerous times. When the season ended, I couldn’t wait for Season 2.
But right from the first episode from Season 2, I just didn’t “feel” it. I couldn’t really get into their time in France. I tried really hard to find that connection between Jamie and Claire. Of course, with Jamie’s traumatic events from the end of the first season, he simply wasn’t himself. Believe me, I get it. But even so, I didn’t like the way the script was going many times. It felt rushed, and somehow, Jamie’s character (which has always been deep and intense in the books) was lost.
Now, don’t get me wrong. I absolutely love Sam Heughan and Caitriona Balfe. They are phenomenal actors, and I can’t believe how much they bring Jamie and Claire to life. When Claire lost her baby, oh my gosh, the acting was superb. I cried with her, as I felt the pain of such a devastating loss.
I also have to add how much I enjoyed Jamie finally getting his revenge on Jack Randall. That man is just plain evil. I was waiting through all of the episodes for that scene. I can’t describe how much I hate that man for what he did to Jamie. Maybe that’s why I had such a problem with Claire always throwing Frank in Jamie’s face. I hated that in the book, and I hated it even more in the show. I was literally yelling at my TV, “Let Jamie have his closure. Do you have any idea what that sick Black Jack Randall did to your husband?” Not to mention, I was never a Frank fan. I don’t care what anybody says, I never will be. (Although I have to again give credit to the actor, Tabias Menzies, who has blown me away with his portrayal of BJR).
Although I had difficulty getting through the episodes from France, I have to admit, as soon as they returned to Scotland, everything came together nicely. I’ve absolutely loved the last three episodes. Jamie becomes the true leader he has always been.
And this is why he is known as “King of Men.” We see his courage, fierceness, loyalty, intelligence, wisdom, sensitivity, and most of all, his love for his wife. Oh, I have to add his good looks here somewhere as well. 🙂
The scene where he prayed in Gaelic for Claire while she slept touched me so much that I had to fight the tears. He asked God to “shield my beloved, my white dove. And the child that she may one day bear. Preserve her from violence and from harm. In this place. And every place.” Jamie then promised to always protect her. When she awakened and asked what he was saying, he brushed it off. He said he preferred to say it while she slept because her dreams would hear the truth of his words. Sigh.
So this is the reason I’ve been in love with James Fraser for over twenty years. I can’t believe we only have two episodes left in the season. My heart is going to shatter even though I know exactly what’s to come. But then again, do we expect anything less from our Jamie, King of Men?
I’m so proud to announce that Fate’s Cry is now available for preorder! Special introductory price of only $0.99! This is a limited time offer.
Here’s the back synopsis:
TIME TO DIE
When her entire family perishes in a fire, Kelsey Taylor has nobody to blame but herself. Grief stricken, she finally chooses death over a life full of agony. But, fate intervenes…
TIME TO LIVE
A mysterious stranger comes into her life. Although she has somehow found the strength to “live,” all is not as it seems when Kelsey discovers Damien’s deepest secrets. While her mind screams to run, her heart begs her to stay.
TIME TO KILL
To make matters worse, a serial killer is loose, and he’s going after everybody Kelsey has loved. Seeking revenge, Kelsey is determined to hunt him down. But what happens when the hunter becomes the hunted?
Here’s the Amazon link: https://www.amazon.com/Fates-Cry-Jalpa-Williby-ebook/dp/B01GFB2HYE
Oh, and you may enjoy this trailer! 🙂
As always, thank you so much for your support! Truly, it means the world to me. 🙂
Kirkus Review of My Perfect Imperfections
I took a chance. I sent My Perfect Imperfections to Kirkus Reviews. Sure, I debated for months whether I should or not. I know they have a high reputation in the literary world, but I wasn’t sure if I wanted to invest the money into it, especially since they give brutally honest reviews. But, I told myself that even if I get a bad review, perhaps I could learn something from their critique of the book.
After waiting for couple of months, I finally received an email that the review was ready. I think for the first few moments, I simply stared at my screen, not ready to read what they had to say. I mean My Perfect Imperfections was my baby, and who wants to hear any criticism about their child?
But, I decided to put my big girls’ pants on and click on the link. Completely surprised by the positive review, I don’t even think I shared it with anybody until later that night.
Here’s their review:
In this novel, a young woman with cerebral palsy lives, loves, and thrives.
Confined to a wheelchair and unable to speak without assistance from an electronic device, Lily Cooper accepts being dependent on others for help. Her only friend—her beloved sister, Layna—treats her like an equal, while her well-intentioned parents fight about her care. When Layna dies unexpectedly, Lily sinks into depression (“I have no idea of the purpose of my existence anymore. I question what it is in this world that is still keeping me alive”). But eventually she realizes that she must reimagine her future. What follows is an inspiring glimpse into the active and determined mind of a person who, from the outside, appears to be unresponsive. Lily remains, in fact, painfully aware of other people, from those who speak loudly and slowly as if she can’t understand them to those who call her “retarded” just to hurt her feelings. But the ones who take the time to learn how to communicate with her become charmed by her determination and grace. Lily never lets her disability stop her from pursuing her dreams. She finishes high school, attends college, gets her own apartment, and starts a family. Although there are a couple of structural hiccups (the time shifts in the first act seem unnecessary and cause Lily to introduce herself twice to the reader), Williby (Loving You Hurts So Good, 2016, etc.) successfully balances Lily’s many triumphs with detailed descriptions of the day-to-day hardships of living with cerebral palsy. Lily requires help performing the most basic tasks, and her limited mobility sometimes leaves her stranded in awkward—and potentially dangerous—situations. In one thought-provoking scene, Lily’s parents deliberately seize her communication device to keep her from asking too many questions about a painful subject. But Lily is willing to fight for her independence, especially when she meets Chance Ryker, who watched his father die from ALS and fears meeting the same fate. In one especially lovely scene, he tells Lily, “I love to see you smile because you smile with your eyes.”
An uplifting tale about a woman who voices her desires and transcends her limitations, shedding a revealing and flattering light on the private lives of the disabled.
Of course, I am extremely excited about this review. Now I need to figure out what to do with it. How do I use it for marketing? Who do I share the review with? Do average readers even know about Kirkus Reviews?
Until I figure out all this, I will continue to write because it is something that I can control. Hopefully, all these reviews and the awards/recognitions I’ve received for my books will help one day.
In the mean time, happy reading! Here’s the link to My Perfect Imperfections: https://www.amazon.com/My-Perfect-Imperfections-Jalpa-Williby-ebook/dp/B011H491IE
This is a quick post to let you know that Chaysing Dreams is on sale this week for only 99cents on Kindle. The sale will end on Sunday, May 8th. This is the first of a trilogy, and it’s #1 Amazon best seller and a multi-award winning series.
Amazon link: http://www.amazon.com/Chaysing-Dreams-Trilogy-Book-ebook/dp/B00EMMQSO4
Chaysing Dreams has been awarded the gold medal from Readers’ Favorite International Book Awards in Romance Suspense. It has also received book of the month seal on multiple sites. This is a coming of age tale, but it’s also filled with plenty of romance and suspense.
As always, thank you for your support! 🙂