Multicultural Romance

Hey everyone! Tomorrow is the day for Love You For Life to be released! To help celebrate the release, here is the music playlist for the story. These songs represent the Andie and Dex’s journey as they prepare for their wedding. Enjoy! 🙂

 

 

ABOUT THE BOOK

She cannot see me, but she can hear me; and that is all I’ll need to make her fall in love… with me.

Everything I’ve ever needed, is right here in my Paradise, including the whining brats I led away from their parents eons ago with my magical flute; but when that sorceress, Celeste Dubois, shows up and suggests that things need to change – that I need to change, I know she has lost her mind. That is, until she presents me with a brown beauty named Melodie, who awakens something deep inside me with her own music. I thought I had everything, but suddenly, I’m considering that maybe I don’t. I’m full of magic and music, but will those be enough to win Melodie’s heart? Especially when she learns that I’m the villain she despises from the folktales of old?

I can’t see him, but his music is like magic, and it restores my belief in true love.

Patrick appeared out of nowhere – not that I can actually see him, but the aura and the vibe he carries is unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. Sometimes, I think I can actually see his radiance, and when he plays that flute of his, the sound is like healing magic. But my son, Rafael, has reservations. He says he recognizes Patrick from somewhere, though he’s not totally sure. Rafael is my eyes. I want to follow his lead, the way I always do, but Patrick is like magic, and his music is beckoning me closer…

**READER ALERT**
This story contains extremely passionate and descriptive sex scenes. Not suitable for readers under the age of 18 years, or those who may be offended by somewhat graphic descriptions of sexual encounters. This story also contains scenes which include expletives. Brooklyn’s characters exhibit real emotions and desires, and though she is their creator, she is also very sensitive to their needs and wants, and works in partnership with them to create their unique HEAs.

***Each book in the ‘Once Upon A Villain’ series is a standalone. This series does not have to be read in order. Be sure to read the other books in the series here.***

Publication Date: September 13, 2019
Series: Once Upon A Villain Book 7
Genre: Multicultural & Interracial Romance, Paranormal Romance, Romance
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ABOUT BROOKLYN KNIGHT

Brooklyn Knight was born and raised in the beautiful islands of Bermuda, where she currently resides. She is the mother of three and the wife of one.

By day, Brooklyn uses her Clinical Mental Health Therapy Master’s degree and works as a high school Adjustment Counselor. By night, after family time, and after every one is fast asleep, she burns the midnight oil completing assignments for her doctoral program and designing characters to go along with the narratives in her head.

Since self-publishing her debut-novel in July 2018, she has sold almost 10,000 books, accrued more than 1.6 million page-reads in Kindle Unlimited, been invited to international author conferences and expos, and has been featured on local and online radio programs and podcasts. She is the founder of 16 Weeks to Published: The Ultimate Writer’s Workshop, where she assists aspiring authors in achieving success with their own stories.

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The first book in the Lessons In Love series is available now!! Take a journey with Trina as she learns that not everything in life is as perfect as it seems.

I’m really excited for this book to be released and to share with you all Trina’s story as she not only goes through her self-discovery in being happy, but also by finding love when she least expect it.

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Hey everyone!! Wow, it has been awhile since I’d posted anything on my blog (sorry about that), but I’ve been so busy trying to finish Lessons In Love while working, and other personal stuff, so honestly, I’m physically and emotionally drained.

Speaking of Lessons In Love, I hope you all have pre-ordered your copy of the first book in my brand new series, because it will be available on July 31st! I’m really excited about this book, along with the entire series, because each story will only be explained through the main character’s POV (compared to my other stories, in which the story is usually told from both the heroine/hero’s POVs).

The first book will be told in Trina’s POV as she struggles to move on after she finds out her  boyfriend has been two-timing her.  I don’t want to give too much away, but I will give a tiny preview of the story, in which Trina goes back to her childhood.

This excerpt is unedited. Enjoy! 🙂

 

June, 1992

“Mama!”

“Yes, T!”

I stared at myself in my full-length mirror, wondering will I be like my mom when I grow up. I wonder if I’ll look like her or dress like her, or even act like her. Even though I’m only 6, I always had a curious mind, so of course I always think about the future. With how my life is going right now, I had to think like a grown up. My mom sure not.

It’s not as if she’s not there for me; she is, but there are times when I wished she would slow down with dating multiple men and just spend time with me. Even I know that she gets into relationships too quickly, which all ended up in failure. That’s why I wasn’t concerned about meeting Gary, the new man in her life. I knew for a fact he wouldn’t last either.

I was still looking at myself when my mom walked into my room. She looked beautiful, dressed in a green sleeveless dress, which went with her caramel complexion. Her hair was pulled back into a high ponytail as she gave a concerned look.

“Child, why haven’t you packed yet? Your aunt Dedra is coming soon to pick you up.”

I gave a long-winded sigh. That’s what my weekend consisted of. While my mom went out, I went to my aunt’s house to spend time with her. Although she didn’t mind, I knew she was frustrated because she was only 23 and could be doing something else with her weekend than spending it babysitting her niece.

“I’m already packed.” I mumbled before sitting on my bed. Sometimes after coming home from Aunt Dedra’s, I don’t even unpack because I knew I’ll be back there again.

“Then what’s wrong? Why did you call me?”

I sighed, wondering why I’m even mentioning this, but I had to ask. “Why don’t you want to spend the weekends with me? Is it because it reminds you of Dad?”

My mom lowered her head and took a deep breath before sitting beside me. She put my hand into hers and sighed. “I know I have been out a lot, and I’m sorry, but we do spend time together. Despite what happened with your dad and me, I would never blame you for that. You are my mini-me, so don’t you forget that.”

I smiled. “Why do you always call me that?”

She gave a slight chuckle before speaking. “Because that’s what your dad used to call you. You’re the splitting image of me, so he always said that you’re my mini me.”

I lowered my head when my mom placed a hand on my chin so she could stare at me. “I know you miss him. I miss him too.”

“Is that why you’re dating different men? So you can feel wanted?”

My mom titled her head as she gave a slight shiver. “Why would you say that?”

“Because you felt lonely when Dad died. Why do you need a replacement husband when you have me?”

My mom caressed my cheek and smiled. “Honey, no one can ever replace you or even your dad. Your dad was one of a kind. Even though he was, he’s not here, so of course I would want to talk to other men. He’s been gone for awhile now, so it’s time for me to move on.”

“He’s been gone for a year.”

“He has, but I know your father. He wouldn’t want me moping around feeling sorry for myself. Instead, he would want me to go out and date. He would want this, T.”

I slowly shrugged, knowing my mom was still struggling with the fact that my dad was gone. He died from lung cancer, which shocked everyone, because he never smoked. My mom still never gotten over his death; that’s why she wants to find another husband immediately. I may be a child, but I know the signs.

“Okay, enough talking, Trina. Your auntie will be here soon.”

I nodded as my shoulders slumped. I guess that talk didn’t help at all. I slowly got up to grab my shoes. I sat back on the bed and looked at myself in the mirror again. My mom walked out of my room as I continued to stare. A tear rolled down my cheek as I looked down to the floor. I do look like my mom, but I hope I never have her personality when I grow up. I know if I ever become a mother, I would never do the things she’s doing right now. Maybe she will change in the future; but right now, it seems highly unlikely that she will.

Happy Thanksgiving everyone!! I hope you all are enjoying your day with your loved ones and just being thankful for all that you have in your life. I know I am. 🙂

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Hi everyone!! Since Into You will be released this Saturday, I wanted to share one more excerpt from the story. This edited excerpt is from Vanessa’s fourth day at Suds when a lot is going on between the customers and the employees.

The excerpt is from Vanessa’s POV.

When I arrived at work, it was already busy; there was a line was wrapped around the building and down street. I looked at the clock on my dash, seeing it was only 7:30. I hopped out of the car, went inside, and saw that it was completely packed. Simone was at the register ringing up customers when she glanced at me. She motioned for me to hurry and clock in.

“I told you not to be late,” Simone hissed when I came to the register. “While you were sexing Mark, I had a line of customers at seven!” She gave a receipt to a waiting customer who looked between us before leaving.

“It’s only 7:30! Technically, I’m not late.”

“With Avery, you’re on time at seven; 7:15 is partly on time, and at 7:30 you’re late. We open as soon as a customer drives up, no matter what time it is.”

I sighed, and looked outside and saw two employees almost about to fight. I looked at Simone, who took a deep breath.

“Don’t pay them any mind; its just Louis and Terry. Those two always trying to fight each other over tips. Probably either to get drunk, high, or buy a hooker.”

I was still staring, curious to see if they would actually fight, when a customer approached the counter. I glanced at Simone as she continued to ring up hers.

“And I wasn’t sexing Mark. We haven’t gotten to that stage yet,” I finally said.

“Well, you two were doing something. I heard your loud asses last night; I had to put my earphones on.”

“Excuse me, but do you think you should be talking about your personal business at work?” my customer asked, glaring at us.

“Sorry, ma’am,” I apologized and began her transaction. I already knew today was going to be a strange one.

And as the day went on, my theory rang true: Every customer I encountered was either crazy, angry, or just plain cranky. I received complaints ranging from the soap not being sprayed on their cars to the vacuuming to even one of the employees not saying ‘have a nice day.’ Even though I’d run the store by myself the other day, I was glad Simone was working with me, even though she’s not speaking to me.

Mark came into the lobby a few times, and each time, he was greeted with a nasty stare from Simone. I really had to find out what the hell her problem was after our shift.

When I began ringing up another customer, she tapped her fingers on the counter. I glanced at her and saw her wearing me an impatient expression.

“You know, I’ve been standing in line for the past five minutes, and you have been extremely slow. I have an important meeting to get to in 20 minutes, so I don’t have time for it right now.”

I was completely shocked by her attitude and glanced at Simone. She shrugged then turned back to work.

“I’m sorry if I’m moving too slowly, but I’m new and – ”

“Figures! Why would they schedule a new person on one of the store’s busiest days?! Where is Maya or the other girl that usually be here?”

“I wouldn’t know, ma’am. But in the time you’ve complained about me and my work ethic, I could have been done processing your transaction,” I retorted.

“V?!” Simone whispered loudly.

“Where is Avery?!” the customer yelled. “I’ve been coming to this store for too long to be talked to like this from some uneducated cashier!”

My blood pressure began rising, so I took several deep breaths. I wanted to reach over the counter and snatch that blonde hair of hers. Instead, I called the next customer. If she thought I was just some uneducated cashier, then someone else finish her transaction.

“Excuse me?! What are you doing?” she asked.

“I refuse to service you. It’s my right as an employee to do so, especially when the customer is bullying the cashier.”

“Says who?! Simone, get Avery in here, now!”

“Yes, Ms. Windsor,” Simone agreed and paged him.

“I hope he fires you,” she snarled.

“Have a nice day, ma’am. And please come back to Suds soon,” I replied with a smile.

I wasn’t going to let some rich bitch steal my joy. I already didn’t want to be here, but at the moment, I didn’t have a choice. I just had to find another job soon.

After Simone got Avery inside, he apologized to Ms. Windsor for my behavior and gave her a free car wash. Guess whose check it was coming out of?

Now I was in his office to discuss what had just happened. I looked at the cameras, upset that I was in there, leaving Simone by herself.

“You do know that if Rosario was here, she would have told you to clock out, right? But I’m not going to do that. Instead, you’ll learn from this incident and try not to be snarly with any other customer again, especially someone like Ms. Windsor. She has been coming here for years and knows Enrique personally. If he knew about this, he would be upset.”

“She started being rude to me when she first stepped in my line,” I argued. “She knew it was busy, so why would she come here, especially when she had a meeting to go to? She should think about managing her time better and choosing what’s more important: getting her car washed or being at her meeting on time.”

“That’s not your decision to make, Vanessa. Every customer who walks into this store expects to have the same service, and they should. I know this is only your fourth day here, but I’m extremely disappointed.”

I sighed and glanced at the cameras again. I saw Mark in the lobby speaking with Simone. She probably was explaining what had happened.

“We’ll just chalked this incident up to a learning experience and move on. Just don’t let it happen again, okay?”

“Of course.”

“But you are doing a great job. You did really well running the lobby by yourself the other day. I was impressed, so don’t let this one incident ruin that.”

“I said it won’t happen again.”

“That’s good to hear,” he said as he came over to the other side of his desk. He tried to take my hand, but and I stepped back.

“Avery, we’ve talked about this. I said if you touch me again, I’m filing a complaint.”

“It was a small gesture,” he said, moving closer. He looked down at my breasts then back to my eyes .

“I have to admit, you are one beautiful woman,” he commented, slowly putting his hand on my thigh. He tried to spread my legs, but I pushed him away from me. He looked shocked; luckily, there was a knock at the door.

“I’m in the middle of a meeting!” Avery yelled.

“You need to come out here! Now! Dominic’s wife is at it again!” I heard Mark say. Avery looked at the cameras and groaned. A fight was happening out front; a woman, who I assumed was Dominic’s wife, threw one of the employees on the ground. I looked closely and noticed it was the girl Dominic had been talking to after my interview.

Avery rushed to the door; when he pulled it opened, Mark was standing in the doorway. Avery ran past him and went outside. Mark looked at me and mouthed, “What happened?” I gave him a look reading “I’ll explain later,” then we both went towards the door. We watched Dominic try to get his wife off of the girl, but his wife sucker punched then kicked her in the head. She was wearing stilettos, so I knew that had to hurt.

“That’s enough!” Dominic yelled, pulling his wife away from the employee. She turned around and started hitting him.

“I told your cheating ass if you do this again, I will come up here and kill her!” she exclaimed then started speaking Spanish. I looked at Mark, who began translating. It was things I didn’t need to know.

“You need to go before we press charges, Elena, Again! And Dominic, take the rest of the day off. I need to take Cecilia to the hospital,” Avery ordered. He helped Cecilia up, who was holding the side of her head.

Mark sighed as he looked at all the customers, employees, and even people from other businesses watching.

“I told Dominic to keep it in his pants,” He finally said. “The man doesn’t listen.”

“Well, that’s just your typical day at Suds. Something unexpected always happens,” Simone remarked.

Mark and I looked at her, and she shrugged.

 

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The 30 Days, 30 Authors event continues with a very talented author, Toye Lawson- Brown. If you don’t know this author’s body of work, then you should definitely read one of her great stories!

Here’s Toye! 🙂

 

Toye Lawson Brown lives in Cleveland, Ohio. She is an Amazon bestselling author of romance that includes interracial romance, romantic suspense, and multicultural novels. Her multicultural books were nominated for Breakout Author of the Year (2014) and Best Interracial Romance (2015) by the B.R.A.B Book Club. Also, The Men of CLE-FD was nominated for a Reader’s Choice Award for IR/MC best series. Each novel is a journey into the lives of strong characters with ordinary backgrounds. Always a sucker for a happy ending, Toye Lawson Brown strives to lure readers from the present and to her fictional world.

Toye would love to hear from readers. Feel free to drop an email at: toyebrown@gmail.com or visit her website http://www.toyebrown.com, or join her blog at http://www.booksbytoye.com. Follow her on Twitter @quietbreezes.

 

 

I have a large library so I’m inserting the link to my author page on Amazon.

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1.​Besides writing, what else do you like to do?

Besides writing, I like to cook and of course read. I used to sing in a gospel choir but that was years ago. I love listening to music, mostly old school artists like Patti LaBelle, Toni Braxton, Charlie Wilson, just to name a few.

2.​What inspired you to become an author?

​I’ve always wanted to write. When I was younger, I would write stories in a journal. Then I started writing stories and reading them to my kids. As a reader, there were books to read by not many in topics I was interested in so, one day, I was the computer and decided to write my own book with the characters that I wanted.

3.​What was your first reaction when your debut novel was published?

​I could believe it when I held the shiny paperback book in my hand. I had completed a dream and I was in heaven. I might not have received the raving reviews I was expecting but I took all criticism as constructive and continued to hone my craft.

4.​Where do you see yourself in the next 5 years?  

​Churning out lots of books. I recently retired after 28 years of service at my company. I started with the company young and took advantage of the years of service to leave at an early age and start my next phase of life writing full time. My husband and I are already planning on the places we want to travel so I can start my backdrops. I am so looking forward to it.

5.​What advice can you give to anyone who wants to become an author?

​I advise all aspiring writer to just write but to stay in a genre that they are familiar with. I’m not saying not to branch out, but to gain an audience by doing what they know best before branching out to other genres. If you gain a good following, they will check out the new works and maybe bring other readers to that genre.

 

From The Eyes of A Stranger 
Alex entered the swanky American cuisine restaurant hoping he had beat Dana. From the archway, he saw her sitting at a cozy table covered with a white tablecloth and topped with a warm glowing candle. She looked as graceful as a swan dressed in soft lavender. As he approached the table, his chest muscles bunched and his whole body tensed. Dana was a vision of beauty. Her wide brown eyes, full lips, golden-brown skin, caused his blood to run thick. His throat constricted. Say hello, idiot. She looked up before he had a chance to speak; his pulse thrummed through his skull. “I’m sorry I’m a little late; traffic was heavy.”

“You aren’t late; I’ve only been here five minutes,” she said standing to hug him.

The smell of her perfume tickled his nose in a delightful manner. He took off his coat placing it over an empty chair. “You look fabulous. Lavender is a lovely color on you, but I bet any color would look beautiful on you.”

“Thank you. You’re looking mighty handsome tonight, too. I wonder if I’ll get any service once the waitress gets a look at you,” she said fanning her face. “I love the smell of that cologne you’re wearing.”

“Our server could be a man, and then I’ll wonder the same. You get more beautiful each time I see you,” he said with a sly grin.

“And that would be twice. The first time doesn’t count since I had my back to you while we were talking. And then I proceeded to fall apart. Not to mention my butt was hanging out and my shoes went left and right.” She started to laugh. “You were there and saw it all.”

“The top of your head was pretty so I knew your face would be too. And being the gentleman I am, I didn’t look when your skirt exposed your backside. Although, that was the sexiest thong I’ve ever seen.”

“Oh, we’re starting off with the short jokes and ending with the embarrassing jokes. Fire away, I’ve been dealing with them all my life. Give me one I haven’t heard before,” she said still laughing.

He propped his elbows on the table and folded his hands. “Okay, how about this? You are the right height to cuddle in my arms as we nestle on the couch or in the bed together. I’d hold you close to keep you warm on a cold night or safe whenever you felt scared.” Alex saw her eyes shift, softening; he’d scored a point. He didn’t know how many he needed to impress her but felt he was on the right track.

Dana fumbled with the cloth napkin to hide her nervousness. “Okay, that’s one I haven’t heard before or was expecting. Wow, I could really use a drink. How about you?”

Alex smiled nodding his head. “Yeah, I could use a drink.”

 

 

 

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