Thursday, January 19, 2017



Love and loss.
Passion and pain.

I’ve always been a fan of Edgar Allan Poe because his work epitomized how one can be driven mad by the truth and freedom of those emotions. So, when I needed to put the finishing touches on my doctoral research on Poe, I returned to my hometown of Richmond, VA—a place Poe also considered home.

In truth, I could’ve gone anywhere.

But Jackson Parker was back in Richmond.

Best friends since we were twelve, JP was my support system. Separated by life but connected by technology, our relationship always had a flirty undercurrent, but it wasn’t sexual. Although our attraction was mutual, our affection was platonic.

Until it wasn’t.

I didn’t know when it happened.
I didn’t know why it happened.
I didn’t know how it happened.

But love and loss, passion and pain collided in September and when I found the truth in the madness, that set me free.

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Tuesday, January 17, 2017


Magnus Blackwell Series
Book One
Alexandrea Weis with Lucas Astor

Genre: Paranormal thriller.

Publisher: Vesuvian Books

Date of Publication: 1/17/17

ISBN: 978-1944109240

Number of pages: 300
Word Count: 71, 800

Cover Artist: Sam Shearon

Hell has a new master ...

In the late 1800s, handsome, wealthy New Englander, Magnus Blackwell, is the envy of all.

When Magnus meets Jacob O’Conner—a Harvard student from the working class—an unlikely friendship is forged. But their close bond is soon challenged by a captivating woman; a woman Magnus wants, but Jacob gets.

Devastated, Magnus seeks solace in a trip to New Orleans. After a chance meeting with Oscar Wilde, he becomes immersed in a world of depravity and brutality, inevitably becoming the inspiration for Dorian Gray. Armed with the forbidden magic of voodoo, he sets his sights on winning back the woman Jacob stole from him.

Amid the trappings of Victorian society, two men, bent on revenge, will lay the foundation for a curse that will forever alter their destinies.

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Leaving the firelight, he headed toward the water, eager to learn more about the woman. Beyond the glare of the bonfire, his eyes were better able to take in her figure. Her nightdress was torn in places and had dark splotches on it in others. She stood at the water’s edge, her feet hidden below the surface of the bayou. As he drew closer, Magnus got a better view of her exquisite face. Her pale, snowy skin glowed in the darkness, and her features were perfect except for a scar above her right lip. He ached to help her, to guide her from the water and back to the warmth of the fire.  
“Are you all right?” 
She titled her head to the side as she examined him. Then without saying anything, she held out her hand to him. 
Magnus could hear a woman’s voice saying, Magnus, come with me, in his head, but her lips never moved. He was entranced, drawn to her, and just as he was raising his hand to take hers, another hand clamped down on his wrist.
“Magnus, no, don’t touch her,” Madam Simone called out.
The spell was broken, and the woman in the water faded away.
Magnus gawked at the water. “What?”
“I told you to stay close to the fire,” she admonished.
He pointed to the water. “You saw her? Who was that?”
Madam Simone let go of his arm. “You mean what was that, don’t you?”
“I don’t understand.”
She waved her long stick out over the water. “That was a spirit called by the ceremony. She often appears when we perform our rituals on the bayou.”
“You know her?” The shock was evident in his voice.
“She’s the spirit of one who sacrificed herself for love many years ago. She was the quadroon mistress of a wealthy white man who spurned her and her unborn child.”
Magnus removed his hat and wiped his hand over his brow, feeling shaky. “So you are telling me I just saw a ghost?”

Madam Simone chuckled at his reaction. “The world is not everything you see, Magnus. Ghosts are as real as you or I. They are the impression left behind by a life ended in misery, pain, or confusion. The spirits trapped or bound to earth are the ones who haunt. The ones who have found peace are the ones who leave.”
“Where do they go?”
She gave him a sad smile. “That all depends on what you believe. Heaven, hell, paradise—take your pick. We have more names for the world that comes after than we do for the one we currently inhabit. I think that speaks volumes about our capacity for hope.”
Magnus took an unsteady breath as his eyes returned to the water. “What about her? The girl in the water? Will she ever find peace and move on?”
“No.” Madam Simone shook her head and, gathering up her skirt, took a step away from the shore. “She has chosen to remain here.”
“Chosen?” he shouted. “Are you telling me she had a choice?”
“We all choose in life and in death, Magnus.” She glanced back at him. “That is why we have souls—to make that choice.”
Magnus could still hear the voice of the spirit calling to him in his head. “I think she spoke to me. She knew my name.”
 “Spirits often bring messages from the dead. Do you know anyone who has recently died?”
He shook his head. “No, no one.”
Madam Simone motioned ahead to the bonfire. “Let’s get back to the fire.”
Returning his hat to his head, Magnus followed her up the bank. “I’m not sure what I witnessed, Madam Simone, but I no longer think I’m a skeptic.”
She grinned as they walked along. “Good. Then the ceremony served its purpose.”
“What purpose?”
Madam Simone kept her eyes focused on the firelight. “To prepare your soul for what is to come.”

About the Author:

From New Orleans, Alexandrea Weis was raised in the motion picture industry and began writing stories at the age of eight. In college, she studied nursing. After finishing her PhD, she decided to pick up the pen once again and begin her first novel. Since that time, she has published many novels and won several national writing awards for fiction. Infusing the rich tapestry of her hometown into her bestselling books, she believes that creating vivid characters makes a story memorable.

Alexandrea Weis is also a certified/permitted wildlife rehabber with the La. Wildlife and Fisheries. When she is not writing, she rescues orphaned and injured wildlife. She is married; they live in New Orleans.


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Tuesday, January 10, 2017


Anne Conley's first ever historical romance is here!

The year is 1865 and The Civil War is officially over, but tensions are still high as everyone tries to get back to normal. Emily Evans and her mama, Rachel, are waiting for their men to come home. They’ve spent the last two years doing whatever it takes to hold on to their Texas farm, so when a passel of Union soldiers makes their way through on their way back to the North, the women find a possible solution to keeping their land out of the bank’s hands.

The last battle of the war, a fruitless skirmish at Palmito Ranch, was Isaack Ward’s last chance for a death of honor. When he survives the futile conflict the North lost, he and his men can only begin the long journey home. The last thing he expects is to fall ill and wake up to a loving gaze and halo of golden curls. 

Recuperating on a farm somewhere in east Texas, Isaack realizes he has nothing to go home to and only love and comfort where he is. Emily’s sunshiny demeanor and caring outlook provide visions of a future he hadn’t thought he deserved.
When Emily receives word her future husband isn’t coming home, she allows herself to acknowledge the emotions evoked by the quiet soldier with the dangerous eyes evokes. Can she learn to love the enemy?

Note from the Author:

Don't let the title fool you.  It IS a companion novella to my Book B!tches series, but you DO NOT have to read the Book B!tches at all to enjoy this one (although it would be cool for me).

Fireflies lit up the evening as if they were just as glad the rain had stopped. The wilderness here had a specific beauty to it, and even though he’d been sleeping in a smelly barn for the last month or so, he preferred it to the luxury he’d been accustomed to in New York. Even more, he preferred sleeping under the stars and didn’t know how he’d ever go back home. It wasn’t his home anymore. Right now, on this farm, with the fireflies buzzing around, flashing their mating signal, Isaack was more at home than he’d felt in years.
A creak jerked his attention to the porch, and he saw Emily there, wrapped in her blue shawl, the one that looked so beautiful against her skin. Silently, she pulled the edges closer as she watched him.
He felt the heat rise to his cheeks, for getting caught staring at her, but he couldn’t tear his gaze away. She was the most magical creature he’d ever seen, and now they were out in the open, alone, at night.
Wordless, Isaack walked up the porch steps, careful to keep to the edges so they didn’t squeak, his eyes on hers. She tracked his progress as he stalked closer. It had been so long since a woman made him this edgy, this tense. He felt a buzz around Emily, a heat he didn’t know.
It was a burning energy that radiated out and pulsed within. A fiery, pulsing buzz. One he couldn’t extinguish.
He focused his gaze on Emily as he closed the gap between them. When they were toe-to-toe, he didn’t know what to do next. So he continued his stare. He couldn’t look away if he wanted to; the pull to her was too fierce.
“Are you okay? After this afternoon?” he whispered, lost in her seeking eyes. She nodded, mute. He reached out a finger to touch her hair, loose around her shoulders. His finger made the courageous journey, twining around the piece of corn silk. Isaack watched it, in awe. He had wanted to touch it for weeks now but hadn’t known how to get up the nerve.
It was the fireflies’ fault for putting romantic notions in his head.
Gathering courage from his finger, Isaack took a breath, the deepest he could manage, and lowered his face to hers.
Tentatively, he touched her lips with his, feeling their softness—infinite softness. She whispered a sigh at the contact, and Isaack’s finger tugged on the tendril of hair wrapped around it, grasping more. Emily’s delicate fingers traced up his shirt, tickling his chest, leaving a heated trail behind. He couldn’t stop. Having come this far, he couldn’t go backward, only forward.
His other hand rested on her hip, urging her into him as his mouth opened over hers. Every inch of her trembled under his touch as she pressed her body against his. He’d been wrong. She was certainly softer than she looked.
Her innocent kiss turned to more as she opened under his mouth, unfurling like a flower blooming in the dawn’s light. The fiery need inside him exploded, and he tugged her body closer, flush against his. Isaack felt her soft curves next to him, and he longed for more. He willed his hands to be still and not explore the curves and soft skin he knew he’d find under her garments, even though every fiber of his being craved it.
She tasted of sunshine and innocence, and he couldn’t get enough of her. But, tonight, it was not to be.
With a whimper, Emily pushed him back, and he allowed it, his hooded eyes watching her shrink back against the wall of the house. But she didn’t run. Her eyes looked at him, full of questions, but she didn’t speak, only brought the back of her hand to her mouth and stared with wide eyes. Her fingers trembled in the moonlight.
“I’m not sorry for that, but I probably shouldn’t have.” His voice was a gruff whisper as he took a step backward.
“No …” Emily looked like she would say more, but Isaack didn’t know what she meant by that one word, and he didn’t press her. He had no idea if she had a man off in the war or not. He’d heard she’d been married, but there were so many widows now.

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Anne has written her entire life and has the boxes of angst-filled journals and poetry to prove it. She’s been writing for public consumption for the past several years. Currently, she has four romance series. In Stories of Serendipity, she explores real people living real lives in small town Texas in a contemporary romance setting. In The Four Winds, she chronicles God’s four closest archangels, Uriel, Gabriel, Raphael, and Michael, falling in love and becoming human. In Pierce Securities, she gives us Ryan, Evan, Miriam, Zack, Quinten, and Simon. Her newest series, Book B!tches, is all about a group of women in Mystic, Texas who get into all sorts of shenanigans. She lives in rural East Texas with her husband and children in her own private oasis, where she prides herself in her complete lack of social skills, choosing instead to live with the people inside her head.


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Tuesday, January 3, 2017


Coloring Your Cares Away

2016 is finally over (everyone, do a happy dance in your seat right now), the craziness of the holidays is over (bah-humbug), so now we can get back to real life ... or not. Why not pick up a coloring book or 10 and color your cares away.

Filthy F*cking Minds: An Adult Coloring Book from the Badass Book B!tches

List Price: $7.99 8.5" x 11" (21.59 x 27.94 cm) Black & White on White paper 64 pages ISBN-13: 978-1541179271 ISBN-10: 1541179277 BISAC: Games / General   

Let’s go back to when naps were mandatory and using curse words got us whipped or our mouths washed out with soap. Except now we can cuss and drink and get naked with people of our choosing for happy, fun times. Enjoy this escape into second childhood without whippings and groundings but still all the mindless fun. EXPLICIT

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Color Me Corny

List Price: $5.99 8.5" x 11" (21.59 x 27.94 cm) Black & White on White paper 64 pages ISBN-13: 978-1541331907 ISBN-10: 1541331907 BISAC: Games / General   

 Welcome to the world of corny pickup lines women hear when they are out in public. Bars, honkytonks, malls—no place is safe from the cheese oozing outta the mouths of men. And in some cases, even women. *cough, cough* Grab a glass of wine and take a step back into your misspent youth of pickup lines in singles bars. Some of these might be sexually suggestive but none of them are explicit. NOT EXPLICIT

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Color Me Horny

List Price: $5.99 8.5" x 11" (21.59 x 27.94 cm) Black & White on White paper 64 pages ISBN-13: 978-1542312271 ISBN-10: 1542312272 BISAC: Games / General   

 Welcome to the world of sexually over-the-top pickup lines men and women hear when they are out in public. Bars, honkytonks, malls—no place is safe from the cheese oozing outta the mouths of horny people. Grab a glass of wine and take a step back into your misspent youth of pickup lines in singles bars. Most of these are sexually suggestive and explicit. EXPLICIT

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Friday, November 25, 2016


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Anne Conley has put all of her books on sale for only .99 for Black Friday ONLY, so grab them while they’re cheap—from contemporary romance in small town Texas, to gripping romantic suspense in Austin, to the archangels falling to earth in Paranormal Romance, to her stand-alone novels.  They’re all on sale!  Stories of Serendipity, Pierce Securities, Four Winds, and the Book B!tches all have their prices cut way low to fill your e-reader with steamy reads to heat up your holidays.