BACK like I never left

To know where I’m going I had to know where I’ve been. Black Fire was released by my former publisher almost six years ago and I appreciated the feedback I received from it. The joy I felt while reading through reviews some good and bad was surreal I couldn’t believe I had a book published for readers to review. However, there was the downside of this book. There wasn’t a sense of consistency and maybe it was from my lack of enthusiasm, input on covers and promotion.  There was also a lot I didn’t know about this industry nor had the resources I have now to push myself and my book. 

In 2016, I came to the conclusion that I should revise my first book and republish it under my own company. This time I shopped for my own photos for the cover, put together my own creative campaign for the release and chose my own editor. I was apart of the entire experience from the revisions of the storyline to the graphics. After years I realized that patience will make the quality of product much better in the end. I’m one to tell my authors trust the process and that’s because I had to learn to all over again and found it to be true. Quiet as kept I just wanted to be a publisher at one point after not releasing and at the same time I never stopped writing. Re-releasing Black Fire gave me the power to want to publish what I’ve been writing on for the past years. 

 

Former cover from Black Fire

My first novel have a face lift and it will be released on April 20th on Amazon Kindle and paperback. I will have a huge giveaway for this release. 

 

Loved my first cover, but this one I absolutely LOVE! This makes me appreciate what I do so much more. Being a part of the process while I trust it is dope and packed with knowledge I didn’t have. I encourage any author aspiring and experienced be a part of your process- see it to the publish button and promote even after. 

Black Fire started as a three part trilogy that I put together as one. So readers can get a feel of the storyline and the characters for the spinoff Blue Money coming this Summer. 

Synopsis

Three friends
One robbery
All gone right then… wrong
Born and raised in New Orleans, Louisiana, Naima is a young lady living a fast life in a fast city, working for an up and coming drug dealer named Rancy. Life was good until she realized her worth was being under appreciated by the boss she love and hate; she couldn’t tell if she hated the love or loved the hate.
When a man shows you that he’s everything you want and everything you don’t. Believe him.
An underdog, Keyon known to the block as Key enters Naima’s life to stir up trouble, simply by presenting her with an opportunity to make more money. She enlisted her best friends Anissa and Mika to assist. What they thought would make them a little easy money spiraled into a web of kidnapping, betrayal, unexpected love, and a hurricane to remember.
This is not your average love story, and will leave you asking yourself “who can you trust in this cold world?”

Coming to you 4/20

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Drusilla Mars The Storyteller

 

Hold up wait a minute!

If you thought I was finish psshh. Not hardly. Lol. There is a short story spinoff to this full length novel that I am rereleasing as well because it dropped before Black Fire 3 when it was suppose to drop after. Just like Black Fire I read and revised and had a part in each step on the road to republishing. The original title was Diana Loves A Rebel the new title is… 

Throughout this entire ordeal of republishing I learned that patience is key. I was separated throughout the entire process which caused me to rush the publication and just get it out of my hands. Not anymore.

SOON COME!

Drusilla Mars born and raised in Louisiana has always been an avid reader since a little girl and to date she loves to be tuned into well-developed characters in unforgettable storylines that she can’t get enough of. When asked how did she find her passion for storytelling she replied “Reading, imagination and reality.” The novelist is not one to be put into a box she writes outside the lines without mercy.

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Kindred Soul PRESENTS

Onyxx Black

Donyia is a 21 year old Indianapolis native with dreams of making it big in the literary world. She likes to write to express herself and readers can expect nothing less than a piece of her personality in print. Behind everything Donyia writes is a little bit of truth. “I can’t write about anything I haven’t seen, heard of or lived myself.” She answered when asked where all the ideas come from. Donyia describes her writing style, “I’m not an organized writer at all.” Although this is her first full length novel, Donyia has written short stories for class and for fun. We also asked her what genre she will write, in which she replied, ” I feel like I can write anything. I like urban fiction the best though, because I can truly say I lived and/or witnessed that, so I can use it.”

Donyia adopted the pseudonym Onyxx Black because “Onyx is a rare mineral/jewel and the black ones are especially rare and beautiful.” Baffled by the depth of this author KSP partners signed Ms. Black to the publication. They are excited about this hot new author delivering a quality tale of hood love in her debut novel.

Ashanti, having witnessed her parents murdered in cold blood at the age of 6, was too scared to move or even fight for her family.Now as a young adult she feels like she has to fight for everything that belongs to her or else she’ll lose it.

Kenyon, on the other hand, fought night and day for his drug dealing father and drug fiend mother in hopes of restoring his dysfunctional family. Making a promise to God to do better than his father, if his mother would be healed, Kenyon lost his will to fight when his prayers fell on deaf ears. Along with his mother,went his belief in the man above and his trust in anything but the hustle. He meets Ashanti, and instantly they click.

Embarking on a dangerous journey of love, they have many obstacles to overcome, such as backstabbing friends, murder and the law . Can Ashanti be the one that Kenyon needs to show him what it means to fight again? Does she have what it takes to be a rider?

Enjoy a hot excerpt from Onyxx Black’s debut… 

Kenyon pinned me against the wall, his skin glistening in the dim light coming from the TV playing in the background. I ran my fingertips all over the tattoos on his chest, thinking of how they would feel under my tongue. He kissed me, pressing his soft lips roughly against mine, teeth raking my bottom lip and pulled it into his mouth. I felt my knees going weak because of how his thug ass was being so gentle, played with my mind. Letting the wall go, with one hand, he grabbed the back of my thigh and wrapped it around his waist. His rough calloused hand trailed up the inside of my thigh and his strong fingers played against the damp crotch of my panties. I kissed him back, feverishly, hungrily so ready to feel him. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer. Letting go of the wall completely, he held my thighs in his arms and grinded closer to me. I felt him growing and pulsing between my thighs, so I tightened my grip around his waist. Kenyon kissed my neck, his rough stubble and soft lips drove me crazy, along with his warm, wet tongue. I moaned when I felt his hands under the thin fabric of my shirt. His thumbs brushed back and forth across my hard nipples. Before I had a chance to say anything, my tank top and bra hit the floor and I was naked in front of him from the waist up. With my eyes closed, I felt his warm breath inching closer to my breasts until his lips pulled at my nipple. His tongue moved in slow circles around the areola, making me throb. I couldn’t take much more of his teasing. When he finished leaving a light trail of saliva from my breasts up to my neck, he put his lips to my ear. “I knew you just needed some act right. But now, I need to know how you want it? I want to hear you say that shit. Tell Daddy what you want.” I knew that sexy aggressive attitude would come out eventually and I was more than ready to tell him exactly how and what I wanted. KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK. Kenyon looked at me with confusion and sat me on the bed. I covered up with the sheet as he opened the door. A policeman stood there. “Man, what the fuck?” He looked at me and motioned towards the table. I slid across the bed and grabbed the silver .40 caliber glock. I raised it in the direction of the door and pulled the trigger. BOOM.

Available March 8, 2016