Love this photo!!
Love this photo!!
Congrats to the American Gymnastic teams, especially the women. I’m so proud of Simone Biles for listening to her inner voice and speaking up for herself. And I’m so happy USA won silver in the team competition!
More on Sunisa Lee and the Hmong community here:
Big Congrats to Brazil’s Rebeca Andrade! She won gold and silver, and made history as the first gymnastic medal winner for her country. I really love this photo of her on the balance beam:
New adult erotic romance on the way:
Find a man who looks at you the way Rikh ki looks at Lolo:
Find a woman who looks at you the way Lolo looks at Rikh ki:
My next books will feature South Asian leading males:
The main female lead is named Shan Cai.
“Meteor Garden is the classic love story; rich boy (Dao Ming Si) falls for poor girl (Shan Cai) and obstacles ensue.” -IMDB description
Each version is based on the blockbuster manga BOYS OVER FLOWERS by Yoko Kamio
I watched the 2018 version first, then the South Korean version titled Kkotboda namja (2009) “Boys Over Flowers.” Loved Min-Ho Lee as the rich thug Joon Pyo who falls for the poor student named Jan Di. His hairdo reminded me of the late, great Prince:
Leading lady Hye-Sun Ku portrayed Jan-Di, the “Shan Cai” of the Korean version.
Haven’t seen the Japanese version yet, but I hope to view it soon.
I thought the 2018 remake was good, as there were some much needed updates done on the story.
Then I saw the 2001 version with Jerry Yan, Vic Chou, Vanness Wu, Barbie Hsu and Ken Zhu, via You Tube.
Until I view the Japanese version, Barbie Hsu is the best Shan Cai imho. There’s bullying and violence, gaslighting, in short no matter which version please don’t let kids or teens watch without adult guidance.
The 2001 version is my favorite. One of the reasons is below:
Back in 2001 the Taiwan version at least included a black woman with the “player” of the group, Xi Men. She didn’t have any lines, and her screen time was brief, but still . . .
NetFlix has Meteor Garden 2018 and Boys Over Flowers 2009, while YouTube has Meteor Garden 2001. All versions have English subtitles.
Readers, if you enjoy a slow building romance, beautiful cinematography, exquisite costume and set design, then The Rise of Phoenixes may be just the show to binge on.
It’s a story of “power, desire, lust and love among people of different kingdoms in ancient China” per IMDB
All 70 episodes are on Netflix. While reading subtitles may not be for everyone, at least you can hear the actors original voices the way they intended their character portrayal to sound, and not an overdub.
Kun Chen is the handsome, cunning son Ning Yi, who’s sixth in line for the throne. His title is the Prince of Chu, and his love interest is Zhi Wei (played by Ni Ni), a beautiful young lady of modest means who rises in the Emperor’s court.
I laughed and cried while watching this show (I usually re-watch it during the weekends) and highly recommend it.
Readers, I hope this post finds you and your loved ones safe and well.
I pray for us all.
My upcoming NCAA basketball love story:
Meet Yul Sukari, All American. A southeast asian leading man and athletic marvel. Yul has one goal in mind, and that’s to play in the NBA.
But what happens when transfer student Rhea Chappelle doesn’t fall for the big man on campus? Is playing for the NBA still number one on Yul’s list, or is numero uno now all about winning Rhea’s heart?
College basketball season is winding down, but I’m ramping up with new books that feature female players:
Emanuelle is a character who continues my Sex and the Single Paraplegic Series. The first book featured Torii and Ethan in At Last:
My other basketball heroine:
Her love interest:
Erotic Interracial Romance:
They’re called “bigs” on a basketball team, and my upcoming ebook features college sweethearts who play NCAA ball.
Yul Sukari (I decided to change his first name from Yohan) and Rhea Chappelle are the bigs on their respective male and female squads.
New promo for my books/website:
Before I go into the Raptors thrilling game six win, here’s another promo I’ve created for my New Adult collegiate basketball ebook One on One:
Congratulations to the Toronto Raptors. Game 6 of the NBA Finals came down to the wire, with the Raptors winning a 114-110 victory over the Golden State Warriors. This is the first title for the Raptors, and they also made history with point guard Jeremy Lin:
“After the Toronto Raptors won the NBA championship against the Golden State Warriors in Game 6 on Thursday, point guard Jeremy Lin became the first Asian American player to take home a ring. Cleveland Cavaliers’ Jordan Clarkson, who is of Filipino descent, made it to last year’s finals, but did not take home a championship. ”
It’s important to note that Jeremy is the first Asian American, that’s why I have it in bold. The first Asian was Mengke Bateer with the 2003 San Antonio Spurs. The second Asian to win a ring played for the 2009 NBA Champs Los Angeles Lakers and his name is Sun Yue.
The Raptors Pascal Siakam also made history as the first player from Cameroon to win an NBA Championship ring.
I’m a big fan of Jeremy Lin. His NBA journey is a study of hard work and talent.
In my fictional story about an Indonesian collegiate star, Yohan Sukari uses Jeremy Lin as a role model in his own quest to become an NBA player.
I’ve had to rediscover my love of writing, due to my mom’s death and a change in my family duties. Books were put on hold, but I plan on releasing new ones this month. I thank all readers for your patience during this trying time.
What I love about writing is the ability to world build as I see fit (but still within the confines of reality when creating fiction based on real life). That’s why I’m excited about the upcoming New Adult offerings, like the basketball romance ONE on ONE.
This book focuses on two elite NCAA basketball players, one male and one female. The supporting characters include Hispanic and LGBTQ voices, because being inclusive is one of the reasons I decided to self-publish.
Make-up sex is the greatest thing ever.
Writing and editing can cause eye strain (I somehow forget to blink when I stare at my computer and smart phone!) so my family dragged me away from my tech tools. This gave me a chance to be a fangirl and catch up with one of my favorite TV shows, What We Do in the Shadows.
I also got treated to Avengers: Endgame and of course I’ve been watching Game of Thrones.
Tall Story – She’s 6’8, he’s a 7 footer from Indonesia.
Remember this name: P. P. Arnold. In 1966 at the tender age of twenty she went over to England, recording with the greats of British music: Mic Jagger, Cat Stevens, Rod Stewart, the band Small Faces and Barry Gibbs.
Patricia Arnold sang backup for the Ike and Tina Turner Revue, and traveled with them overseas. She quit the tour in 1966 and stayed in England, noting this: “A young black woman on her own in America in a white environment would not have been treated as well as I was in England.”
Pat’s UK hits included “Angel of the Morning” which became a big hit in the US for Merrilee Rush and country singer Juice Newton.
For more on P. P. Arnold’s legendary musical history, please visit her website: https://pparnold.com/biography
In later posts I’ll have more info on black women who made music history, since two of my novels deal with groundbreaking fictional singers (Jukebox Vol. One and The Queen of Comedy)
I’ve got new ebooks coming out in
April late May, including:
One on One excerpt:
Rhea had already decided that a quick hug would be appropriate for his chivalry. Lean in, squeeze and separate. Only she hadn’t figured on Yohan catching hold of her hand. He held it a beat too long while stepping backwards, as he if wanted to pull her to him. That moment in time, a sort of shy indecision made her words pour out. “You-you . . . I mean, I’ve got some strawberry wine coolers upstairs and-and video games. We could play Fortnite if you want.”
His brows rose and quickly lowered at her offer. Fuck playing Fortnite. ©
One on One excerpt:
Yohan Sukari was in her dorm room. Spooning her. Spooning. Her.
Rhea Chappelle realizes resistance is futile once big man Yohan Sukari turns on the charm, in the New Adult erotic romance One on One:
Adults at play:
He’s a comedian. She’s an up and coming singer in the 1950s during segregation:
Got treated to dinner and the film Aquaman by my family. We all really enjoyed the film.
The visuals were great, and James Wan should be commended for his direction and vision on the picture.
Aquaman AKA Jason Momoa brought a playfulness and his usual smoldering hotness to the character.
Other standouts imho were Yahya Abdul-Mateen II as Black Manta, Amber Heard as Princess Mera, Michael Beach as Manta’s dad, and Nicole Kidman as Queen Atlanna.
Upcoming new adult ebook:
I made more promos for The Saint of BOYStown, a New Adult IR (Interracial romance).
Here’s a scene from the novel:
There’s a lot going on in this book. There’s race, romance, economic disparity (and not just on the black folk side) That’s all I’ll reveal for now.
Go away Tanner. Go far, far, away. He doesn’t. Instead of pulling out a chair like a normal person would, he leapfrogs over the top of the backrest and plops down next to me, with a tray full of food I’d never eat. I’m allergic to vegetables. I won’t eat rice with gravy, but I will snack on rice with butter. Tanner quizzes me on the lack of eats on my tray, to which I repeat that I’m veggie intolerant.
His eyelashes flutter downward and his fingers steeple as he says grace. There are teachers and other students watching, just as shocked as I am at Tanner’s transformation. When he stops giving thanks he starts in with questioning me. “No, really? You really can’t eat vegetables?” he asks, mixing everything on his plate together before shoveling the stuff in his mouth. It’s such a Cody-like move. I give him a nod of assurance that my lie is the truth. I also can’t stop gawking at all the different foods he’s mixed together.
One side of his face balloons as he tries to eat and talk. “Yeah, Cody convinced me and Justin to eat this way.”
This is release week for two of my novels. In the meantime here are a couple of excerpts from The Saint of BOYStown and SENSEI
The Saint of BOYStown
That’s not Cody lying in bed, looking for all the world like a male version of Sleeping Beauty. His muscles are nowhere to be found, because his body has shrunk, almost like he’s deflated. His breathing is so shallow that its hard to tell if he’s really taking in air on his own. Mom is already here, doing what a nurse usually would.
As I watch her washing Cody I’m ashamed at how bratty I’ve been to her. She takes his arm, wiping a wet cloth over his skin ever so tenderly. The soap suds are close to the same color he is, but even with the sterile whiteness of the bed sheets, the peach tinted lava of the soap and Cody’s fading tan, I hope he can feel the love in her touch. I pray he can hear her voice, how she sings so sweetly to him, peppering a made-up melody with lyrics like “my beautiful boy.” She encourages him and herself by bragging about how everything’s gonna be just fine. Mom gives him a run-down on all the well-wishers and prayers from the community. I wish I had her kind of quiet strength. When she notices me standing in the doorway, she smiles and motions for me to come in. I hang back, feeling like I’m intruding on this private moment between a mother and her comatose child.
“Talk to him, Nat,” she says. “I’m sure he’d like to know how you’re doing.”
I don’t want to. All I want to do is transport the three of us back to Aunt Gina’s living room, when we were laughing and hollering at LeBron James and the Cavalier’s game seven win over Golden State. See, I want to have that kind of mind-over-matter type will, a “I refuse to go down” philosophy, the same power that LeBron and his teammates had. I want to will Cody to wake up.
~~~~~End of Excerpt~~~~~
“I didn’t mean to disturb you,” Takeshi said. “I thought you might be thirsty.”
With a half-smile and a deep throated “thank you,” she took the bottle, giving him a quick appraisal in the process. He was decent looking. Large hands, broad shoulders, big feet . . . Oh bloody hell, he was attractive in a ruggedly handsome sort of way. But that bowl haircut was totally wrong for his face. Nyesha guessed his age to be somewhere in his mid to late thirties, and just like she was checking him out, his attention was on her face, in addition to getting an up-close view of her bare breasts.
This is a post to thank all those who’ve downloaded the free excerpt of The Saint of BOYStown on Amazon.com. When I created the character of Nathalie Childress, I knew she was someone special. I start the book off with Nat in the first chapter, because that’s how strong the “voice” of the character is. I’ve included another excerpt below that I think readers will enjoy. It goes more into Tanner and Nathalie’s budding romance in the face of tragedy.
“Do you always come up here to talk to yourself?” I ask him.
“Yeah, most times I do. It makes me feel . . . uh, closer.”
I look around. We’re the only two people for miles. “Closer to who?”
Tanner shrugs. “Ah, you know.”
“No I don’t”
“Did you do something different? Your face-”
Oh crap. My little underwater stunt took off all my carefully placed dirt and grime. My face is clean, so he’s able to get a good look at me, especially since the sun is in my eyes. I try to play it off. “I think I’m coming down with something. I think I’ve got a fever.” I muster up a half-hearted cough. “You should stay back. I don’t wanna spread my germs.”
“It’s okay.” He walks closer to the edge and starts talking, almost as if I’m not even there. “I converse with God up here. I do it a lot since the accident. I’m guessing it was God who told me not to get in the car with Cody. I’ve been trying to get God to talk to me again, to answer some questions I have.” This whole conversation is mighty uncomfortable, especially for me, but I don’t interrupt him. “My therapist says it’s called survivor’s guilt.” He does a little shrug, as if it’s no biggie.
“I’ve heard of that,” I add, wishing he’d stop glancing my way, partly because he’s on the edge of a freakin’ mountain. “Wonder why Mason hasn’t experienced what you have?”
In keeping with my theme of diversity (with a focus on underrepresented women of color in publishing), I’ve got a New Adult romance featuring a young woman who discovers just how strong she really is:
If a six foot-something man could shrink to two feet, that’s what Tyshawn did. My words seemed to make him fold into himself. His shoulders slump, and his face is crestfallen. “Bree, please . . . I just need to explain.”
“No, you-you get back. Get back or I’ll scream. You were there, and you didn’t do a damn thing except laugh. You saw me on the ground, but you didn’t do anything to help me-”
“I didn’t know you needed help! Jamie said you had too much to drink, and he was gonna help you get home.”
“And you believed him.”
These books are scheduled for release on November 15th. Tomorrow (11/2) is the last day to download a free extended excerpt of both ebooks.
Additional Excerpt from The Gorgeous Nothings:
“This isn’t happening,” he muttered, pacing around the room. “Somebody’s gonna walk in on us, like your dad.”
I giggled, loving how unnerved he was about the whole thing. “If it bothers you that much then just lock the door.”
“No.” With a shaky finger he pointed to my pants on the floor. “You-you put your jeans back on.”
“Only if you look at me. And I mean really look at me, Stone.”
He shook his head. I’d never seen his eyes that big before. They were wide and wild, like some animal trapped in a house, a poor creature filled with anxiety because they don’t know how to escape. It wasn’t funny anymore, so I reached for my jeans. “Never mind, this was stupid.” How pathetic was I?
“Bree, wait. You have a beautiful body.”
I’ve got a couple of books that I’ve decided to label with a trigger warning.
Here’s the definition of a trigger warning:
A statement at the start of a piece of writing, video, etc., alerting the reader or viewer to the fact that it contains potentially distressing material (often used to introduce a description of such content).
The Gorgeous Nothings deals with sexual assault on a college campus. Since the assault happens to the lead character, I think its only fair to warn readers who may find the subject matter upsetting, especially if they have experienced rape. The Sneak Peek doesn’t contain the assault scene, that’s why there’s no trigger warning on it.
I’m debating whether I should put a trigger warning on SENSEI, since the lead character experiences both rape and sexual trafficking. However, in SENSEI, I don’t use first person or have the main character describe in detail what happened to her.
As I familiarize myself with Amazon’s publishing process again (it’s been almost a year since I uploaded a manuscript), the Sneak Peeks serve a number of purposes for me. While Sneak Peeks are for marketing purposes, I’m able to correct format errors and process any changes Amazon has made. All my books, from the covers to the blurbs, are created in-house.
IVY League is a love story that begins in college and continues on Capitol Hill. Kenya Paul is a liberal and active in the LGBTQ community. Brandon is conservative, and has just been elected to the House of Representatives when they re-connect in Washington, DC.