What You Really Want

I haven’t met anyone who can read minds, at least I don’t think I have. If I ever do, I’d like to prance that person around, passing by people and picking out those I’d like to take a look into their thoughts. What are they really thinking? What do they really want? Knowing your want is easy even if you don’t share them with another soul, but knowing someone else’s is a totally different story. We often assume we know what someone else wants because we like to believe whatever we want has to be the same as someone else, but that’s not always true.

Back in 2013, I wrote my first book, Bachelor Not For Sale, and I was excited. Who knew I could write anything? Well, I did because whatever you want to do is in you. It may be buried deep and you may have to wait until the desire surfaces in order for you to follow the path that leads to it, oh, but it’s still there. When I wrote that book and then two others (A Designed Affair & A Perfect Combination) making them books 2 and 3 of that series, I had in mind a series about men who were fine, successful, rich and highly sexual. I wanted those things to be what my male characters would consider the most important things in life to them. I loved writing ‘The Bachelor Series’ and thanks to readers, I have appreciated all the feedback and love for Duron Knight and his two friends, Michael Bailey and Tyrone Davis. Those men led the lives of bachelors that some men only dream about, but in the end, they found women who made them reevaluate their lives and discover that love was more important than lust. Is that so, you ask? Yeah, it is so, but the path was paved with a lot of lust and great sex! Women, I know you can relate because though we’d all love to find that man who will love deeply and love us for life, we know we want that great sex and these guys brought that. Then there was book 4, “Love at Last”, in the series which I just released and all that changed.

Brian Knight is the brother of Duron Knight from the first book in the series, “Bachelor Not For Sale”. He is totally different than his brother who took pride in beating his chest to celebrate the number of women he’d bedded. Brian, on the other hand, was different. He had his share of casual relationships, but deep down, he only wanted ‘The One’. He wanted to love until it made him think of nothing, but that woman who would make his world complete. He was the brother that wanted to find a woman to give his heart to and let that love and intimacy create a world where she was his main priority and even if he was approached by a different beautiful woman each day, his love for that one woman would be so strong, he would only have eyes for her. Brian knew that the ultimate passion came with giving his all to the right woman. He never planned on going to a football game and finding the love of his life.

Brian met his equal while at a football game and he thought his life was perfect until a day came when she didn’t want to see him anymore and he didn’t get an explanation of why. to him, their relationship was perfect. He had been her first, teaching her all the pleasant and delightful places on her own body that brought her the most satisfaction when she was kissed, touched, massaged and made love to. He enjoyed not just her body, but the whole experience of being with her and then she was gone.

Sherry Braxton, though younger than Brian by several years, thought that she’d found the perfect man who treated her like a queen until an overheard conversation caused her to run away and stay away. It wasn’t until after, that she discovered she was pregnant with Brian’s child. She was hurt and felt betrayed by him and never told him about the baby. Somehow, he found out and she looked up and who was standing before her? Yup, it was Brian all the way from Atlanta now in Baltimore looking for an explanation and falling in love at first sight when he saw his daughter for the very first time. What ensues next is Brian and Sherry struggle with deep-rooted feelings that never went away. They dance around the love they still feel while focusing on Brian’s relationship with is daughter. Something else was in play and it was the kind of love no one should ever walk away from; it was that kind of love that people wait a lifetime for. Brian knew it from the start and knew that Sherry was the love of his life. He let her slip away once, but if it’s up to him, he won’t make that mistake a second time. Brian wants love and he only wants it with one person, Sherry Braxton. Can he finally have a love that lasts a lifetime? Can he now have love at last? Check out my new release and find out if that’s what’s in the cards for him.

 

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Who you gonna call?

124079-Think-For-YourselfI went to a business expo and one of the speakers, who was a fellow author, talked about people she comes across on a daily basis who have shied away from following a dream or a passion. Nowadays, it’s hard to convince people to stay the course and follow their dreams because there is always some naysayer on social media or some other platform who has nothing else to do with their day other than to tell you how much your dream or goals suck. You find yourself making an honest attempt and putting in the hard work only to feel let down when someone throws shade on your dream. She spoke about her path to writing and then publishing and how shock set in the moment she read her first review. She vowed never to write another novel because of how nasty and cruel the review was while other people seemed to love it. For three years, she put off writing another novel until her son asked her what was taking her so long. She told us it was words from her son that encouraged her to pick her pen back up again and read. He asked her why would she let a few nuts in a barrel of millions control what she does with her life and whether she ever writes again. He told her he was proud of her for doing what some people only dream of doing and because she took that first step and published her first book, he looked forward to reading her next. The next day, she started work on her second novel and now she is seven novels in and loving the path.

When it was my turn to introduce myself and talk about what I do, write romance novels, I talked about my path to writing and how, even now, I don’t let any of the reviews of my books taint my decision to write or not write. I love all of the reviews, good and bad, but what I’d like for people to do is learn to make a decision about what you like or don’t like on our own. We are becoming a people who take to other’s to decide what choices we’ll make in our lives. Who you gonna call?

I’ve always said like what you like if you decide that’s what you like and not like whatever you decide isn’t for you, but make it your own decision. People don’t know how to think for themselves anymore, but they wait to see what the masses think. I wanted to see a movie with a friend once and he refused to see it because he heard it was awful and based on what people were saying on the internet, he wouldn’t waste his money. I went to see the movie anyone on my day off and I laughed the entire movie it was so good. When it came out on DVD, I bought a copy just for him and we watched it one evening and you know what? He LOVED it! He was all set to not like this actor because other’s told him he wasn’t funny, but I tell you at one time I thought I was going to have to get some tissues he was crying fro laughing so hard. I told him next time just go see it and not make a decision based on someone who doesn’t live, think or act like you do. Be your own person!

One good example is Kim Kardashian. Now I see how social media has a love/hate relationship with Kim, but you can’t knock her hustle and thankfully, she doesn’t give two shades about what anyone has to say about anything. By way of those who love and and hate her, trust that someone is watching everything she does, buying what she sells and promotes what she says by tweeting and retweeting her every word and that’s what it’s about. It’s about going through life not allowing someone else dictate what your next moment or next move will be. i respect her for her game and however she chooses to increase her bank account, I say go for it. As others are sitting home and complaining about the next picture she puts up or the next wild thing her husband does, she’s throwing up the finger as she heads into the bank to check her new balance! I’m the same way when it comes to my writing. You can’t write or live to please everyone. For me, if I love what I wrote then I have mad love for it and nothing anyone can say or do will ever, ever, ever change that. See, the way my self-esteem is set up, I am my own woman and I dance to the beat of my own drum and it makes me happier than I’ve ever been in my life. Miserable people are miserable and like to spread their misery because no one finds anything about them to like so they want to share how much they don’t like anyone or anything else. It’s perfectly okay. Who you gonna call?

I look at our youth of today and they can’t survive without everyone loving and liking everything they say and do and if they are not the popular one’s, they look for a way to tear other’s down. You have to find your life is worth living, no matter what someone else things about it. Just do you, boo boo! You will find that when you walk through life not giving a hoot about those who have a problem with you, you’ll spend it trying to always make them happy. I live for me, yet I respect everyone’s desire to live their life their way in their own space. I pick a movie to see because I want to see it. I read a book because I love reading and none are perfect, but all are someone’s hard work. I drive the car I want because I like it and if you don’t, I have no problem driving by you. I’m currently buying a new house and buying it where I want to live because the bank said yeah, you can do that girl and so, yeah I’m doing it! For the few people who said why would I move so far from work and my answer is because I want to. If you don’t visit me now, should I not expect you now that I’m moving so far away? Yeah, let me take a lifetime and think on that one. I didn’t make these decisions based on making a million phone calls and asking someone what I should do. I did it because you only live once and for this one life I’m living, I’m going to do it my way. Who you gonna call?

When I choose the next book to write and I put it out, I feel excited and happy that I’ve made another achievement, doing something that I’m very passionate about and I do it thankful for those who decide to read my novels. You don’t have to, but you choose to and I hope you continue to do so. All of my books are my favorites and my most favorites change according to the day. Today my favorite four of my own novels are

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Now, this list will change tomorrow based on how I’m feeling, but trust, I love every single book I’ve put out and I choose what to write based on what I decide to write about and how I want to write it. I’m like Kim Kardashian, while some sit home and critique my art, I’m actually following my dream and achieving some goals while other’s choose to sit home and not chase any and that’s okay too. Who you gonna call?

Who am I gonna call? No one because when I make a choice or a decision, I easily live with it because it came from my heart.

Happy living 🙂

Cheryl

 

The Reason Why I Write

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I learned a lot about myself after Prince passed away. I learned that what I write and pretty much what I do, I do because I want to and not to please anyone else.  How did I learn this about myself from Prince? Prince was an enigma, a puzzling kind of character. There were lots of things he could have done to follow the status-quo and been like everyone else, but he didn’t choose that route. Prince chose to be Prince. He dressed in a way that people would normally question a man’s sexuality, but women found him sexy and I’m no exception to that. He wore a perm and puffy shirts, high heeled shoes sometimes higher than I would wear and he once even wore a pair of pants with the behind cut out so that his actual behind showed through. That was hot! He was Prince and he was one of a kind.

I liked that he wrote the kind of music that he wanted to write and he didn’t care if some liked it and others didn’t; he was content with putting out what was on his mind to put out at any given time. That’s how I feel about my writing and it’s why I continue to write no matter what. I have seen people all over their social media accounts gripe because someone leaves them a bad review on their book. My response to that is don’t read it. I understand we get into this not just to write, but to make money from what we put out there. Anyone who states otherwise is lying to their audience and to themselves. To some people ratings are everything. I’ve had people inbox me and email me offering me a free rating for free copies of my books or for a small fee. I didn’t bite nor will I ever.  The reason why I write is because I love to tell a story.  Some people like my books, others don’t and they have every right to do so, but I don’t let anything negative keep me from continuing with my plight to write a new novel every time a new storyline strikes me.

My latest release, “Un-Break My Heart” was touchy because I wondered how to I spin a story about a man who died and his best friend ends up falling in love with his wife. I know that in the minds of most, because the wife was married to his best friend, she is now and forever off limits. Some see it as crossing a forbidden line whether the husband has passed away or not, but I see things differently.  In “Un-Break My Heart” Dr. Mackenzie Ellis thought  she was living the perfect life and that perfection died the day she received the word that her husband, Kyle was killed in the line of duty while protecting another family. Her heart was broken and she was settling into a life that she knew still had to go on, but she was planning to mourn forever thinking no man would ever be able to replace her Kyle. Surprising herself, the man who made her heart beat again was someone close to her and turned out to be the man who had been her husband’s best friend. Should I have stayed away from a storyline like that because the masses would say that they should never cross that line. I say you should follow love wherever it leads and to whomever it leads you to. That friend wouldn’t risk taking his feelings for her for granted knowing the impact it could have on those around them, especially the family of the husband who passed way. I want ahead with the story because it’s what I wanted to write about. I love pushing the envelope.

I told the story and I tried to do so in a way that the decision for the two of them wasn’t an easy one and it should not have been. They should have struggled with the feelings that were developing and even after they were intimate, there should still be some reservations and I told that side as well. “Un-Break My Heart” is a true testament that you may not always be able to turn away from love coming from any direction.

When I started on this path, I wondered what I would write about past the first book. I didn’t know I would be three years in and 18 novels later and still going at it strong. I’m not a rich woman from writing all of these books, but there is a great level of satisfaction every time I look at one of my books with my name scrawled across it.  I enjoy getting emails and inbox messages on social media from people who read them and tell me how much they enjoyed them. That’s the reason why I write. I do it first for me and I write what I want to write and I pray that with each novel, I am improving on my writing skills.  I do it second for those who need that “Calgon take me away” kind of moments. I’ve read many books over the years just to escape everyday life and to take my mind to a place of peace and happiness which is what I found in the stories I read. My books sell pretty good and I’m thankful for that. I told myself that even if I was the only person who bought a copy of my own book, I wouldn’t let that keep me from staying on this path. Writing, formatting, editing and publishing a book is not easy work at all and for all that I put into getting a book out, that’s enough to make me smile. I remember that I write the kind of stories I want to write and if someone likes it also, I’m happy and if not, I’m still happy because I accomplished something major the minute I put the book out for the masses to read.

Im thankful that I have a reason to write other than money because if it was all about that, I wouldn’t be doing it.  One day perhaps I will be a million dollar seller and if so, I’ll be excited and looking forward to another million dollar seller, but until that day, I’ll continue to write because I like to write and hopefully there is someone who likes to read what I write. I’m not as perfect a writer as others and I know I can still use a lot of work, but I put my all into every book and if they seem different than what the masses are putting out, that’s fine as long as each day when I rise, I smile knowing I accomplished something others only dream about.

I’ve decided to follow Prince’s lead and stand on my path alone and stay the path whether what I write is well received or not. I’m having fun writing and putting out what I want to put out and for that, I’m a happy camper.  If you have a dream or a goal, don’t let anything keep you from following that dream or achieving that goal. Do what you do for you first and for others second. You’ll feel a personal sense of satisfaction when you can smile at what you’ve done and say, “Job well done”!!!!!

Take a look at my new release at Un-Break My Heart. Be on the look out for what’s coming up next because trust, there is a new book already in the making.  There is no stopping this train as long as I can still write and as long as the vision for new storylines continue to be fed to my mind.  I’m ready for more…are you?

 

 

 

 

I Want More

Down,_But_Not_Out_Cover_for_NookMy name is Karina and for now I’ll leave my last name a mystery just in case someone who knows me is reading this. I’m a young mother of two of the best kids in the world. How did I end of being blessed enough to be a mother to two such wonderful kids. I haven’t lived a life deserving of such an honor. I’ve done some terrible things and I have justified doing them by convincing myself that I didn’t know any better, but deep down I did. Sometimes I watch my kids sleep and I wonder if they deserve a different mother, someone better than me who can give them much more that I can. They are the only reason I wake up each day still in this trap, struggling to find my way out.

My plight started back in high school when I fell for the hottest boy in school. That led to a teenage pregnancy, his dreams of a career in professional sports flushed down the drain and my lack of self-esteem and self-respect. How could things have gone so wrong? I could blame it on my upbringing because my mother didn’t work hard enough to keep us from staying in the hood where all I ever learned to do was survive by taking advantage of others. I could blame it on the friends I had who never wanted anything for themselves so I followed the crowd instead of becoming a leader. Perhaps I could blame it on the system that keeps us down by giving us the bare minimum to survive, but not enough to get out of the downward spiral that is living in the hood. Who or what is the blame? Perhaps it’s me? Perhaps it’s the father of my children who I couldn’t seem to break away from even when I knew he was doing things that would either land him in jail or the grave. Perhaps I’m just someone who doesn’t deserve anything more than what I have.

There are many like me who wonder whether or not the hand we have been dealt is the only hand available to us. We all, at one time or another, have encountered others who were able to get out and now live in big houses, driving fancy cars and have careers and not just jobs. How did they make it yet I’m still here? I’m young, I have two children, I don’t work and though a high school education was free, I turned my back on that and figured, I’m fine, I’m sexy so some guy with lots of money will want me and once I give myself to him, he give me the world because after all, the only way I know to survive is to use what I have to get what I want. What does someone like me have? Only what I see in the mirror so that means I have to keep it tight and right and make sure it’s the first thing everyone notices about me. Should I care that all they’ll want is my body? I should, but I don’t because that’s just the hood where I came from and that’s all I know.

I’m going to take another look at my children while they are sleeping and I’ll dream of a better life for them even if I can’t have it. A dream, is a dream is a dream and that’s all some of us have to live on. There’s no prince charming who will come and rescue me from this life because they don’t want to come to the village and get themselves a slave girl living life on a wing and a prayer when they can have a queen who brings as much to the table as they do and not just what’s between her legs.

As I once again look at my beautiful children sleeping, I realize I have my motivation to do better and be better right before my eyes. They deserve me just as much as I deserve them and we all deserve so much more. I stand up straight, hold my head up high and decide at this very moment that I may be down, but I don’t want the world to count me out because I want, need and deserve to have it all and I’m going to get it. I’m going to put one foot in front of the other and walk my way into my new destiny and that starts with loving myself enough to know that I can get out because I’m better than my situation. Being down, but not out is who Karina will be.

Come read more of my story in Down, But Not Out: Breaking Chains. I am no longer my situation. I’m Karina Joseph and I’m breaking out of here!!

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Peace? Oh Yeah!

Peace.jpgI brought in the new year in church and thankful that I knew that was where I needed to be. That isn’t the case for everyone and I don’t judge. Everyone should be able to live in the space and have the life they’d like to have because life is short and it shouldn’t be lived according to anyone else’s expectations.

Being happy and being content are two very different outlooks on life. My being happy means that I respect everyone’s space and even their expectations of what they think my life should be, but my happiness is based on what I feel I need to do each day when I rise in order for me to have no regrets when I wake the next day.

Being content is allowing someone else’s expectations to control my actions because it’s more important to me that they are happy with me than I am with myself. That’s no way to live if your plan is to live a happy life.

Last night, Dr. Kenneth Robinson at the Dream Life Worship Center in Randallstown, Maryland, preached, “He Brought Me Out On Purpose.” THAT was a message for me and though I enjoyed the entire sermon, those 6 words were exactly what I needed to hear.

I made it through quite a few moments in 2015 that should have taken a person down, at least mentally and emotionally. I’m not a perfect person and I don’t strive for perfection, but I do try my best to do the right thing making sure that I keep myself at the top of my list when it comes to treating someone right. If you don’t treat yourself properly, you can’t treat anyone else better.

Toward the end of the year, there were several things that invaded what I considered to be my place of internal peace. When people can’t cut you deep physically, they come at you a different way. Some things I saw coming and others took me by surprise and yet, I’m still here and I’m thankful. I don’t think I survived because of anything I did specifically, but because I have a purpose that involves me being even stronger than I am right now. My true purpose isn’t quite clear yet, but I know it involves me staying in the game and not being distracted by things thrown in my way to tear down my spirit and my ability to appreciate all that life has to offer. I came through because my purpose is greater than anything I’ve seen happen in my life so far. My purpose is requiring me to not put everyone else’s happiness ahead of my own, no matter how much it hurts to back off. My purpose requires that I stay strong and remember just as I am trying to be happy and not just content, others have the right to do the same which means live and let live. This path to my purpose is redefining me by consolidating all of the things my parents taught me as a child, what I have learned as an adult and the sacrifices I’ve made as a parent that I will forever be grateful for.

In 2013 I wrote my first novel which was pretty good, but turned out to be better once I re-edited it in 2014. I had never written anything other than a few short notes, but nothing as extensive as a romance novel. After that first novel, I wrote 16 more and I realize my purpose is being formed and will include not only my continuing to write, but also my ability to release what binds me by writing about it and hoping it finds another person who needs a few words to take the away from a world that can wear them down. I look forward to whatever my purpose is because the struggles can’t be for naught. I won’t allow myself to believe that what I’ve been through, though not as bad as others who have a bad day, I’ve still encountered things that would have made a less-strong person collapse and give up from sheer exhaustion, but I believe I survived with my sanity because I have a purpose. My eventual purpose is what brings me peace through every storm so I say oh yeah, I’m running toward that purpose so that I can continue to have peace. So peace? Oh yeah! I have that and purpose keeps my peace alive and in control of my life. I’m happy because the peace that I encounter as I live a purpose-driven life isn’t contentment, it is LIFE!

Down, But Not Out: Breaking Chains – Unconditional Love

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It took me months to get this book done and I still don’t know why.  I started it in October 2013 and I had the vision for it all mapped out.  Between then and now, it changed a lot, including the names of the characters.  I had days where I would get up early and come into my home office prepared to get lots of chapters written.  The minute I sat down, I would turn on the news or Netflix, get hung up in something on the tube and never get to writing.  After months and months of procrastinating, I finally focused and finished. 
A lot happened over those several months.  One thing in particular that stands out is the passing of a friend from her battle with breast cancer.  Her passing really hit me hard.  I met her about thirteen years ago in the office.  I still remember the day we met.  She had on a green and blue dress and had just come from walking around the complex getting some exercise.  We introduced ourselves and started talking about work.  It wasn’t until years later that we actually became more than co-workers and became friends.  I admired her love for her husband and children.  She was a part of a sorority that she loved dearly and I enjoyed hearing all of the stories about the various events she took part in to make the community a better place to live. 

When she first became ill I was heartbroken for her.  I watched her for a few years battle this horrendous disease and not once did she ever complain about getting cancer.  I watched her fight a hero’s battle and I will never forget her strength.  What she must have gone through hearing she had cancer and then knowing that her days were going to be made shorter because of it had to be hard.  She fought til the end, even coming to work a few weeks before she took her last breath. 
Several weeks before she passed away, she came around to my desk (we sat an aisle away from each other) and she held out this pretty black mesh satin satchel and asked me wasn’t I a big Baltimore Ravens fan.  I told her of course and she gave me the satchel.  I asked her what was in it and she said look in it.  I did and inside were three handmade bracelets in Ravens black and purple colors, each having one charm of the Ravens bird head.  I looked up at her and she said “they’re yours.  I thought you’d like to have these.”  She said she liked the Ravens but she thought that I would really appreciate them.  I didn’t know it then but weeks later she would be gone and now I realize she left me with a part of her that I’ll always remember.  She thought enough of me to give me something out of the blue that was hers that she knew I would appreciate.  I haven’t worn them yet but they sit prominently on my nightstand waiting for the day that I’ll get up the courage to wear them without crying, missing our friendship.

I also remember one morning so clearly after her health prevented her from coming into the office.  She had been on my mind heavily for a few days and early one Friday morning she called me at home.  We talked a little about work and then she told me she was pretty sick, had received some really bad news and she was trying to figure out how to take it all in.  I didn’t press her for her personal business.  I simply said I would pray for her as I had been doing and she asked me to please do without stopping.  I heard finality in her voice that day but I didn’t hear defeat.  She was still fighting and I have no doubt, she did so until she breathed her last. 

When I became really worried about her I couldn’t write.  After she passed I was having a hard time with it, harder than I thought I would and I could not focus on writing.  Then one day, out of the blue I got a burst of energy and sat down to write and the words of the three stories in Down, But Not Out: Breaking Chains finally came to me to finish each of the stories.  I drew on her strength knowing if she could fight so hard against a disease as strong and deadly as cancer, I can pick myself up and get back to writing.  The title of my book made me think a lot about her.  I know that she had many days that she was down but she never, ever once wanted us to think that she should be counted out, I’m sure even until the end.  I thank you Debbie for showing me what real strength and endurance is.

Now that Down, But Not Out: Breaking Chains is done and released I feel good about it.  The book tells the story of three women, Dana Carr, Terri Bryant and Karina Joseph who have been mistreated and disrespected for far too long by the wrong men in their lives.  When they each find the love and support of the RIGHT man, they prove that they may have been down, but they shouldn’t be counted out.

Dana Carr was married to a man who treated her like property.  She was so in love with being in love that she put her own needs and desires on the back burner and catered to her husband and her children’s needs and wants.  Even after her walked out on her and hooked up with a woman much younger, she still held hope that he would come to his senses one day and come back home.  All of the things she ever wanted to do for herself in life she didn’t accomplish because her husband told her that she didn’t need too because she was just what he needed, but she never thought about what she needed for herself.  One day she meets a stranger in a deli and he sparks a desire in her that she’d never experienced.  She took a look at her life and realized she didn’t like what she saw and with his encouragement and unconditional friendship she started walking a path where she became the priority.  He helped her find her way to herself and with an undying love, they found that they were meant to be not only because helped and encouraged her, but because she could finally see who she truly was and who she could be with him and it’s exactly where she wanted to be.

Terri Bryant dealt with issues with men for years.  She tired of dating younger men or men her own age because none ever lived up to the success and maturity she wanted in a relationship.  She settled for a much older man who cheated on her, never respected her and had her doing things no within her character.  Into her life walks a much younger man and though he’s handsome, looks aren’t enough to draw her attention.  She saw him as not matching up to the status of her current boyfriend and she walked away.  A chance run in at a gym started a friendship with him that eventually turned into unconditional love, something she had been missing in every relationship she had. 

Karina Joseph never thought she’d get beyond living in the hood and hood type men who wanted her for her body and nothing else.  She thought using her body would be her ticket out of the life she had and into a fabulous life, but that never happened.  One day she found herself on the other end of the bumper of a car driven by a local doctor.  Even though there was an immediate attraction, she questioned whether he was another man after her body or if he really saw something special in her.  What he sees in her is the desire to get beyond her situation and it wasn’t another man who was going to do it, but she herself.  Listening to his advice was the best thing Karina ever did and when she finally woke up to what her life could be like if she stopped questioning her self-worth, the flood gates opened for her and out poured a love like she never thought she’d experience. 

I’ve written several novels but I’m most proud of this one.  I’m not a perfect writer and I never professed to be one, but I am a woman who loves telling a story and I hope for those of you who like stories with happy endings that you’ll enjoy the one’s that I’ve written. 

In the end, this novel was meant to inspire and empower others, but what it really did was inspire and empower me to never give up on the gift of writing.  Each day is a new day to continue to get it right and I’m all over it.

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Self-healing with Bachelor Not For Sale

This book game is no joke.  I didn’t realize it as a reader but my radar has been extended as a writer.  I started with publishing my first book, Bachelor Not For Sale and I am impressed with the continued interest.  I also like when people send me emails with reviews or review the novel on other book sites.  I honestly admit, it wasn’t intended to be this monster novel that outsold everything else on the shelves, but it has done extremely well for my first time out. 

I decided to go with self-publishing for the same reason a lot of people do; I wasn’t sure what would happen with that first book and the way social media, marketing and promotion can be amped up from your home computer and by word of mouth, I wanted to try that first before signing a contract and not being able to hold up my end of the bargain.  I know that some people write full time, but I have a very demanding job that I work full-time, so any writing or promoting that’s done, I do in my off time over the weekends.  Having deadlines was also going to be a big problem.  Life is just too busy at times and I knew I wouldn’t survive being held to deadlines for something that’s a hobby. 

So in my hurt and pain, I birthed Bachelor Not For Sale.  When I share that with people before they let me get the whole story out, they immediately think because I’m writing a romance novel that my hurt and pain was over a relationship gone back.  That’s far from the truth.  It was birthed out of the pain of losing my oldest brother in 2010.  I didn’t tell many people, but I struggled for a long time with that.  I couldn’t believe that I could no longer see or talk to him whenever I wanted to or just hear his voice.  Looking back, I sometimes took that for granted and if I would have known he wouldn’t be here, I would have flooded his days with calls and visits.  Through that struggle I needed an outlet.  Sitting around with idle time on my hands after work had me depressed knowing he was no longer here.  One day in late 2012, I was in search of something and came across a paper I’d written for a creative writing class and it was titled, Bachelor Not For Sale.  I remembered how much my class mates enjoyed my paper so I decided I would turn that paper into a novel.  It took me a few months to get my thoughts together and down on paper, but in mid-2013, three years after my brother’s passing my book was finished.  I had never written a novel before and the paper for that assignment was probably one of the longest.  It wasn’t a perfect work, but it was written from my heart and I loved it. 

I had a book launch in May 2013 and lots of people showed up and bought the book.  It was popular on Amazon and at one time, when I offered it for free for two days, it showed up as number 1 and on the top paid download list, it went as high as number 9.  I was happy.  

My book, Bachelor Not For Sale is still my favorite because it was my first.  You know how you always remember your first? Good or Bad?  That’s how it is with this book.

So let me tell you about the sexy bachelor in Bachelor Not For Sale.  His name is Duron Knight, one of three sexy bachelors and who is also a partner in a very successful architecture firm.   Not only is he successful in business, but his family is loving and supportive and no once could ask for better.  Though his business is growing and he has a great family, his love life has suffered because of a failed relationship.  A woman snatched his heart out of his chest and stomped all over it.  Wait until you read the recap in the story of how that came about.  You will see why he stayed away from relationships after that.  During a bachelor auction that his sister begged him to be a part of, he meets Taija Charles.  Taija is someone who has also had her fair share of hurt when it came to relationships.  After he is left speechless by her beauty and intrigued by her sense of humor and glowing personality, Duron realizes he needs more than just a helping had at the auction which Taija gladly offers him.  From that day, it’s a whirlwind affair that doesn’t go exactly as either of them had planned.  There are ups and downs and a few little surprises that will shock you and make you wonder what was the author thinking with that little twist, but you’ll love it. 

I’m excited about this first release and hope readers enjoy it and share that enjoyment with other. 

I’m smiling today not simply because they book is doing well.  I’m smiling because I am able to release some of the daily frustrations of life and pour them into my writing by getting engrossed in love stories.  Everyone loves a good love story because they always make us happy.  I’m a happier person today because of this book and the joy it’s brought me.  I also know that my brother would be so proud of me today.  That makes me smile even brighter. 

Bachelor Not For Sale is available in paperback and e-pub via my website at www.cherylbarton.net and through Amazon.  Go on and get your read on and see if tall, sexy with dimples to die for Duron brightens up your day!  Happy reading.  Check below for a short excerpt from the book.

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Duron watched the sway of Taija’s hips as she made her way to her adjourning shower.  His thoughts turned back to one morning a few weeks back when he entered his bedroom and Taija had been in the shower.  He wanted to join her then, but she had just turned off the water and gotten out.  The sight of her always turned him on and seeing her today, was like seeing her for the first time.  His body’s response to her was instantaneous.  He heard her turn on the shower and wondered just how adventurous he could get her to be.  He slowly walked over to her office door, told her secretary that Taija asked if she could hold all of her calls.  When her secretary smiled at him, knowing his intent, she acknowledged as he closed and locked the door.  He wanted her bad and he wanted her now.  Duron started taking off his own clothes as he headed for bathroom to join her. 

Taija knew the moment Duron had entered her office bathroom.  She waited to see if he would do what she figured he had on his mind when she’d excused herself to take a shower.  She never missed that lustful gleam in his eyes.

When Duron pulled the shower door open, he noticed the look on Taija’s face that said she had been waiting for him to join her.  No words were said as he entered the stall, closed the door behind him, and immediately took Taija’s mouth in a hot, searing kiss. They had been together intimately so many times that Taija knew what Duron’s body needed.  She gave into his heated kiss as he lowered to lift her body up and turned so that her back was against the wall of the shower stall. 

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