Thursday, February 14, 2019

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Catching Creole
by J. Haney & S.I. Hayes
Contemporary New Adult Romance


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Style, grace, charm and a pretty face. This is what Zeta Tau Alpha girls are made of.

School’s out and so is Aviana River Moore’s luck.

Having moved to New Orleans after

Katrina, Aviana met Xavier Thomas Rousseau.

Between his smart-aleck remarks and her sassy ways, they bonded like shrimp and gumbo.

They’ve done everything together. Dances, family affairs, even college. It was her way of keeping him. College is out, and he’s joined Doctors without Borders, leaving after the summer break.

Aviana has three months to do the one thing she’s never done. Tell him how she feels. Can she get her courage, and show Xavier what he’s been missing?  Will Xavier see past the girl down the road facade and let love in or will Aviana forever be just a friend?

*Erotic Element

Copyright © 2019 J. Haney & S.I. Hayes Catching Creole)

I get him up the stairs and into my home, then help him to the couch. “Why didn’t you come to me? I spoke to you after everything. You seemed okay. I thought something was wrong, but you played it off, and I just assumed it was because you were still mad at me,” I say, getting a bottle of water from the fridge and taking it back to him.

He waves the bottle away. “I was the last one. Ya know?” He falls off the couch and sits with his knees in his chest.

“The last one for what?”

“I talked to him, he was happy. He’d just gotten into medical school. He was out of the rut. He promised…” Xav sniffs, wiping his face with his hands. “He pulled away too.”

“Pulled away? Who else pulled away?” I hold the bottle out to him again as I sit beside him on my couch. “Please drink this.”

“Non! Sispann! Koute! You don’t listen… Jessop, he didn't drop out… He hung himself in his dorm room. They hushed it. Swept him under. I don’t want them hushing you.” He’s getting loud, sounding desperate.

I set the bottle on the table and put my hands on Xavier’s face to try to keep him looking at me. “Nobody's hushing me. I haven’t found anyone who could keep me quiet for long either.” I try to make a joke, but he doesn’t like it. I pull him to me, which I’m sure is a funny sight. “Xavier, I promise you, nothing is going to happen to me. Please calm down.”

He grabs me tightly. It hurts, but I’ll take it. His head is against my arms, and I can feel the tears. “I can't lose someone else that means so much to me.”

I run my fingers through his dreads. “Never, you’d never, ever completely lose me. It doesn’t matter if we’re a world apart, if you need me, I’ll drop everything to help you. Always, I’ll always come when you call.”

“Not lately.” He sounds so broken.

“You’ve wanted to go out at night, and I’ve been too tired. You’re really upset with me? Two weeks! I don’t stop everything and come to you for two weeks, and you show up like this!” I push him off me and stand. “What about all five years of college? You were always too busy for me.” Now I’m the one raising my voice.

He lurches forward. “I may have been busy, but I knew what you were up to. Who do ya think took care of Billy Newman? Or Mike Birbiglia? I always knew who you were cattin’ with, so I didn’t worry! You might not have seen me, but I was there!”

“UGH! You’re so fucking blind! All you think about is me, me, me, me, me! Oh, let’s make sure Aviana isn’t fucking anyone I don’t like. Why keep tabs on me? What’s the point?” I turn my back to him, I’m starting to get upset, and when I get upset, I cry. I wipe at my face before turning back. “You make me so mad I could just smack you, but then I’d be the one hurt because I hurt you when you hurt me all the time.”

He pushes his dreads back out of his face. Christ, we’re both blubbering messes. Only it looks good on him, the bastard. “Hurt you? How have I ever hurt you?” Sniff. “I’ve only ever stood in your corner, rallied for ya. Celebrated when ya did well, took out any who fucked with ya that you couldn’t handle. All I’ve ever done was try to keep my best friend happy and whole.” He stands up. “This- comin’ here. Comin’ back to this place- I shoulda just left. Since all I’m doing is fuckin’ it up for everyone. You, my family, my mentors.” He starts fishing in his pockets. “Fuck are my keys?”

I poke Xavier in the chest. “You aren’t going anywhere! You really want to know how you hurt me? I can tell you. It’s not like you’ll remember it in the morning. You’ve hurt me because you’re blind! I’ve shown you, in every possible way I can think of, how I feel. You don’t feel the same, I’m getting it now, it was a lost cause. However, I’ve been in love with you for YEARS! I was right in what I said coming home. We may talk in passing, but you’ll get too busy, and I’ll be here or somewhere trying to get on with my life.” One last poke to the chest and he hits the ground. I turn and walk away, the tears coming down my face, making me look a mess.

Copyright © 2019 J. Haney & S.I. Hayes Catching Creole

Bon Seyè a, kisa m 'fè? Mama Isa, she said the Lord was plannin’ somethin’. Wouldn’t tell me what. I bet the leaves and the bones showed her. I kissed my best friend. I sit up and the living room is dark, but the smell of gumbo invades my nostrils. Not just any gumbo, but Mama Isa’s. I know her spices anywhere. How long was I out? I look at my cell and see it’s after nine. Last I remember looking, it was like five-ish. That was before she spilled her guts. Told me she’s in love with me. Has been. Has been? That’s how I feel. I feel like the last one to the party, and now everyone expects me to be the entertainment. She’s gonna wanna know how I feel. How do I tell her I don’t know? I love her, but am I in love with her?

Can't I just pretend it didn’t happen? Stand up, go looking for her, and act like I don’t remember until I suss it out? She said it herself, she doesn’t expect me to remember it. I touch my mouth. I still feel her lips, soft, plump and juicy. They taste like salt and flesh. I can't help but imagine what the rest of her may taste like. I crack my neck. Do we owe it to ourselves to explore what could be? Is it worth ruining an almost twenty-year friendship over a little thing like a kiss? I get up, following my nose. There’s the food, untouched, but simmering on the stove. I turn on the light, find the baguette, and cracking it, I smother it with herbed butter before fixing the bowls. Gettin’ them and a couple beers on a tray, I head for Ana’s room.

I knock and wait. I’m pretty sure I just heard a sniffle and a throat clear before the door opens. “Feel any better?” she asks, opening the door wider. From the light behind her, I can see the puffiness under her red-rimmed eyes.

“It’s yet to be determined, but I figure Mama Isa’s gumbo will clear both our heads. C’mere and eat with me.”  I hold up the tray as I pass her and set it on the bed.

She grabs her computer, moving it to the bedside table, then speaks with her back to me. “If you're going to tell me you only think of me as a friend, just do it and get it over with, please.”

J. Haney was born and raised in Kentucky, currently residing in Greenup County, Kentucky with her family, where she is the proud momma to Jessalyn Kristine and co-owner of Proud Momma Designs, which she runs with her amazing Momma. J. Haney’s work tends to lean toward sweet and sexy, with suspenseful undertones, giving her readers something to hold onto. 
S.I. Hayes was born and bred in New England and is currently living in Ohio. Running around Connecticut, she used all of her family and friends as inspiration for her many novels. When not writing Paranormal Drama or Erotic Romance, she can be found drawing one of many fabulous book covers or teasers. To see them, check out her website. 
The pair met while working for a former publisher and became fast friends. Their split dynamics and views on life, family, and love in general, led to the idea of Stolen Moments: A County Fair Romance their foray into the Rocker Genre with A Sex, Drugs, and Rock Romance and their newest Working-Class Beauties. They do hope to bring you more in the months to come, so keep your eyes open and a fresh pair of panties close by. You know, just in case.

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Monday, February 4, 2019

RT #MondayBlogs #AuthorsRunTheirMouths #ElizaAmes @elizaamesauthor@Shannonihayes

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Authors Running Their Mouths is the creative brain child of Author S.I. Hayes Join her as she asks other Authors to let loose and Run their mouths!

Welcome Author Eliza Ames

Eliza is the author of Fantasy and YA Fantasy

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What got you writing?

"What got me writing was my nature. I have always been a story-teller. I was the kid at camp that told such scary stories the other kids had nightmares. I was the teen in school who through off the English curve. I'm the adult today that tells the ""how you met your spouse"" story that everyone talks about. I've done probably more career-level jobs than anyone I know, but writing has always been the part of me that worked the best. I have often thought that if I could just write every interaction, my life would be so much better. When I write, no one misunderstands my meaning. When I talk, though, sometimes I grate on people's nerves without even realizing I have done it.

Writing is more than just knowing how to craft a sentence, especially in my genre. As a fantasy author, I get to build worlds. I have to understand the science of my worlds -- what would make magic a part of evolution, why animals that exist only in my world even would have developed, and why people look the way they do. I also have to frame continents and oceans and how the double moons affect those oceans. Then, when I add the people, they have to seem real too. Although I can and do base them off of historical references, my technology level of my worlds can be altered by things Earth simply doesn't have. In my Thobel world, for example, there are magical healers who can place a hand on a person and scan them physically. This means that, although the world is technologically equal to late middle ages on Earth, the anatomy knowledge of the people will naturally be superior.

Being a people observer also serves my writing a great deal. I can (and often do) notice things about people that surprises them. That happens because I'm always thinking about motivations. I want my characters to seem real. They certainly do to me. I have a lot of characters between three series (not all released yet) and I never confuse them. They each have quirks, catch phrases, and gestures unique to them. I can't confuse them because they are alive to me. They are friends I visit in my dreams, and they are friends I get to share with my readers.

Although the request asked me to pick one topic to answer and I picked ""What got you writing?"", I suppose I actually picked two, because my relationship with my characters is so much like a friendship that it keeps me writing. Even if I couldn't publish, I'd still write about these friends. The more time I give each one, the more alive they feel and so I do write about them constantly. I have books, of course, but also short stories, too.  I plot a lot. I always have a direction in mind, but occasionally my characters do things that surprise me. When I started out to write the ""Sogell Revolution Tetralogy"", I never picked one love interest for my main character. I gave her three to choose from. She chose the one that fit her best and I finished the series the way she wanted. In the ""Faith Champion Chronicles"" I haven't picked a love interest for Faith. She'll tell me when she's ready.

See, they are real to me."


Eliza Ames is a fantasy author and independent editor who lives in San Bernardino, CA with her husband, two sons, and a plethora of pets. She enjoys her California home, but has never forgotten her Wyoming roots and often includes homage to pieces of the Equality State in her writing. She fell in love with books when she was a preschooler and has loyally maintained the relationship ever since. Most of her time is spent doing mom-stuff. But in her spare time, if she isn't writing, she's reading or listening to audio books. She believes imagination is everything

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Monday, January 28, 2019

RT #MondayBlogs #AuthorsRunningTheirMouths #DarleneTallman @darzee_t @shannonihayes

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Authors Running Their Mouths is the creative brain child of Author S.I. Hayes Join her as she asks other Authors to let loose and Run their mouths!

Welcome Author Darlene Tallman

Darlene is a MC, contemporary romance, and kid's series (Mischief Kitties) Author.

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Why I keep writing.

I'm fortunate with the tribe of women I've surrounded myself with because roughly a year and a half ago, I nearly quit writing. Some things were said to me and I took them to heart, not examining the truth behind the words and I figured, it would be better for me to give it up. In short - my integrity was called into question, something that I hold dear. I reached out to two of my peers as well as several on my beta team and to keep this from running on and on, they talked me off the ledge. I know I can pick the phone up and go over story issues and get genuine feedback; they won't blow any smoke up my ass. They make me strive to be a better writer than I was on the previous book. They've celebrated the victories with me and commiserated when I got a crappy review. They remind me that my stories may not be everyone's cup of tea but they might be someone's shot of whiskey!


I'm a lover of the written word and enjoy escaping into the worlds that authors create. Growing up, I wanted to be a writer but caved to that pressure of "you can't earn a living that way" and never pursued it as anything more than a hobby. In 2015, I started what became my first book, "Bountiful Harvest", and haven't stopped, letting the muses frolic how they want!

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