Two New Releases from Author M.O.Kenyan

Hi All!

My sister and author of Shades Of Spring has released two more books today! I host her today and ask her a few question so that her readers can get to know her better.

Enjoy!

Before we start talking about your book, why don’t you tell everybody a little bit about yourself?

I am a daughter, a sister and a lover of life.

 Besides writing, what other things do you enjoy doing in your spare time?

Basketball, music and watching series. Right now I am watching One Tree Hill. I love the #Nailey romance.

 What is your daily routine as far as when you have an idea for your story?

When I get an idea I write it down on my note book. I build up on the idea until I am ready to write the story. I have learnt that rushing into a premature concept, doesn’t help. It only stalls the progress of the story.

 Where do you get your ideas from?

From life. I think every author just writes about life in their own way. Sure, not everyone will have some wisdom or life lesson. But we write both what we know and what we don’t know. Its basically life and for a few days, weeks or months we are our characters, experiencing life through them.

 Out of all of the stories you’ve written so far, what would be your favorite and why?

I think my favorite is yet to come.

But right now the story closest to my heart is DENOUEMENT, being released on the 9th of July.

Tell us something funny about yourself that not a lot of people know about?

I am a bit out there. People who don’t know me say that I am quiet. People who do know that in my mind is a mouse on a wheel.

 Does any of the stories you’ve written based on real life experiences or basically just from imagination?

Life experiences. Even if its fantasy, I believe including something that happened brings it closer to reality. Even if its just a paragraph, scene of chapter. If my readers read all my books back to back, I think they could probably piece together an important moment in my life.

 Does your ‘muse’ have a name and if so what is his/her name?

My muse is the world, life and the mouse in my head.

What other genre besides the one you are writing about now would you like to venture into writing?

I don’t think I would change genre. Romance is my thing. Maybe when I fall in love I’ll write about  something I don’t have at the time, a G-5. But I would love to write a script.

 Who are your favorite authors that are out now?

Jamallah, M.J Kane, Delaney Diamond, Stephanie Meyers and I have to include the person or people who wrote the One Tree Hill story. I won’t get into depth with that, but you can read about t on my blog www.mokauthor.wordpress.com. Basically I love how they developed one character in particular. He is the father that I always wanted, the boyfriend that I never had and the husband God has planned for me. Every OTH fan loves Nathan Scott.

Who is your favorite female and male characters from your books and why?

My favorite female character has to be from my book DENOUEMENT, she is just as lost as I feel sometimes. Like her I wish I could compose my life story, set a path and follow it to the end. I get lost in the darkness sometimes and that is Marietta Parks. I would love to know what comes tomorrow. But God did not intend for us to take shortcuts.

Male character has to be Reece Morgan from my 9th July release COVERT EXISTENCE. He is forgiving and gracious. He falls in love and holds on to that love. He is hopeful even though the girl he wishes to spend the rest of his life with disappears. He knows what true love looks like.

 What do you think is the hardest thing about being a writer?

I don’t think I have reached that stage yet, where I find writing about something difficult. That requires a piece of yourself, a piece of your reality. I don’t think I have matured yet, emotionally to get to that point. That I why I hold out on writing some projects, scripts and books, that I really want to start. When I get there everyone will know it. It will be my favorite story.

What advice would you give someone who wants to start off being a writer?

Start small, start big. But whatever you do keep true to yourself. Do not let anyone compromise your story. It is your story and only you can tell it.

If you hadn’t become a writer, what do you think you would be doing right now?

I am in school, studying communications.

But I know that telling stories would have always been part of me. I have too many day dreams to bottle up inside. I want to write a script one day and have everyone see my story the way I saw it in my head, but in their own way.

Well now that we got the question and answer out of the way…..why don’t you tell us about your latest story you have out now?

(This is where you will put in a blurb along with an excerpt of your story. Plus  if you like you can tell us about  your next book that will be coming out and when it will be out. Also your buy links will be put out on here as well.)

COVERT EXISTENCE

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Charlie Montgomery has always wanted to emerge from her father and her fiancé’s shadow. Her desperation surpasses her need for love and family. When a chance comes up to further her career she takes it. The timing is terrible, Reece Morgan has just proposed and they are planning a life together. Charlie infiltrates a mob family with terrorist ties. Three months later she discovers she is pregnant. But she already has her career booster in her hands and can’t bear to lose it. Charlie does the unforgivable; she hides the baby from its father, Reece Morgan and tells the mob boss, Alexander Corisi that he is the father of her baby.

Six years later after waking up alone, on what should have been the best morning of his life, Reece Morgan finds himself in a case tied to Charlie’s father, General Charles Montgomery. Standing in the same room as the man who was supposed to be his father in law is too much for Reece to bear and his animosity shows. Reece now has to bite the bullet and accept a protection assignment of a little girl living in the General’s house. Barely an hour after he has custody of the girl, she is kidnapped. But the circus of events does not end there as Charlie returns home.

Charlie now has to get help from Reece without letting him know that he has a daughter. But there are so many issues between them that make working together a difficult chore. The danger surrounding them seems to have a protective effect on Reece as he begins to treat Charlie as if she had never left. But his sweet nature soon disappears when he finds out the little girl strapped to a bomb is his daughter.

Reece and Charlie are able to save their daughter, and in the end he asks her to marry him again. This time he doesn’t give her an opportunity to say no.

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Marietta Parks believes that the only way to stop surprises from happening in life is to control your own fate. Paying attention to every detail she scripts out her own life. Leaving love, romance and children out of it. But then she meets a man who just has to be added into her story, Tobias Harden was the man of everyone’s dreams but t her he was a lovely addition to her already scripted life.
Tobias Harden was the modern day Casanova. Love was not in his vocabulary, and he was allergic to the word commitment, like poison Ivy to the bare skin. A chance kiss with Marietta Parks makes him question his single life. He was to be the best for her, and oddly enough she happens to be the only woman he wants to kiss. Tobias convinces Marietta that she needs him in her life. But after three years of marriage and life’s obstacles, he finds himself in bed with another woman. He has to convince her that he is still the man for her, especially now that she’s pregnant.

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New Series…. THE ALBURY AFFAIRS

ALBURY AFFAIRS

This is a new series that I’ve just began.

The first book, HER VENICE AFFAIR is about Riana Albury, The second, HIS BAHAMAS AFFAIR is about Reno Albury.

There might be a third book but I’m not so sure. We’ll see what the future holds.

It’s about two siblings Riana and Reno Albury who came to America with their mother Cora Davis who ran away from her New Providence home after she was confronted by her lover’s wife.

After their mother’s death and Reno’s deportation, Riana is left alone in NYU. Life seems to only gets worse when she finds her roommate and her boyfriend having sex in her bed. Distraught and tired of always been the good girl, she takes a billioniare up on his offer to go to Venice with him.

What could possibly go wrong?

More details will be made available for both books soon.

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CONTEST!!!!

Has anyone been to Italy? If you have, tell me about the best place you visited and what you loved most about it.

I’ve never been (seriously campaigning for my mom to send me) and I’d like to use your favorite places, why you loved them and if it was a romantic trip what you felt. I love reading stuff that inspire emotion.

The best description will be featured in my book HER VENICE AFFAIR and the writer will have a special mention with their picture (if they have any available) in the place they described in the book.

leave your comments on the post and send me an email. Spread the word and get as many entries as possible.

There will be another contest for the second and third books in the ALBURY AFFAIRS series HIS BAHAMAS AFFAIR and HIS PARIS AFFAIR.

My Books Covers

I love my book covers. Can’t wait to add more

LOVE FOREVER AFTER

‘Love forever after’ is about tragedy, life and love. It does not conform to the usual lovey dovey, chocolates and flowers tradition. The show of love is trust, sacrifice and life.

 

For richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, in death and in life

Chapter One
The church bells rang loudly, filling the cold quiet dead air. It was a suitable sound track for what was happening. The scenery also looked set, especially constructed with purple flowers scattered on the ground complimenting the green grass, just for this moment, this perfect heart wrenching, dream crushing, unbearable torturous moment. It was the first scene of my
new forever lonely empty life and the last scene before the credits rolled, of our perfect loving full life.
I’ve always wondered how it felt like to loose someone close to you- a friend, a family member or a loved one- but now I know, I know the pain so well sometimes it feels like an extra limb.
A limb attached to my heart, its sole purpose is to crush, shred and rip apart my heart over and over again like a wild animal devouring a poor helpless prey just at the thought of her, or when I felt her empty side of our matrimonial bed, or when I walked around our apartment expecting to hear her laugh echo and bounce off the walls making our home warm- a home that was now empty and hollow, yes because you aren’t here to fill it my love. Every essence of you made our home full and warm, but now it was cold and empty- like me.
Who would have figured it, me empty, cold and hollow after so many years of happiness?
Our happiness was in such abundance it should have lasted forever, right?
No, not really, never because I can’t feel it now, not even a little bit.
Maybe it’s because you aren’t here… definitely because you aren’t here, what other explanation could there be?
Well it should have, after you were taken from me, the least it could have done was leave me our happiness to go along with our memories. I should remember you and feel happy, not an aching sadness, I deserve that much.
Death
I’ve felt death, when my dad died I felt its impact, but I don’t remember it being like this, intense, malicious, tormenting, painful and amusing itself by making fun of me, at how vulnerable and impairing it could make me. Someone should give it a taste of its own medicine, see how it likes it.
I looked around at the crowd surrounding the beautiful mahogany coffin. Everyone she loved, everyone who loved her was here. They were all dressed in black crying as the priest said his prayers. They were sad, sadder than I have ever seen any one of them before. They were suffering a great loss. But she wouldn’t have wanted to see any of them cry over her death but celebrate her life.
She wasn’t going to like this one bit. When I suggested a party instead of a funeral they all thought I’d lost my mind. My mother Gloria was so horrified she called a psychiatrist to come fix me, I knew it wasn’t only for my benefit; her English pride needed her son to be sane in front of all the people who would come to the funeral.
Her brother Morris and sister Sandra however agreed with me. They knew her-not as well as I did, but well enough to know what she’d want and a depressing gloomy funeral wasn’t it.
Gloria wasn’t going to let us have a party, so she took it upon herself to organise everything.
It was a classy dignified funeral; she even gave out instructions on how our family was to dress. I chuckled, knowing how much of a fight my wife would have put up against my mother and the high class funeral she had organised.
Mother moved to stand next to me; she looped her hand on my pocketed arm. She looked up at me, her eyes red and wet, her cheeks stained with tears. She must have seen me laugh, wrong move, now she was going to be my constant unshakeable companion.
They brought a basket full of lilies to me, her favourite type flowers. I looked at the person holding it; his face was glum patiently waiting for me to take one. Mother nudged me, pulling my hand out of my pocket. I reached out and took one, then moved forward and laid it on top of the coffin. I lingered over it for a while, imaging how small it could have felt for her being inside it. She hated the dark and small spaces.
It was a good thing she wasn’t inside it.
I felt a hand on my shoulder, it was Morris, and he placed his purple lily. Sandra came next. She put a white one, then leaned over it and kissed the coffin before she moved back and stood next to me. Her eyes were red, but she wasn’t crying anymore she had a smile on her face. She moved between Morris and me, and then tip toed so she could reach our ears.
“Will, if your mother finds out she’s not inside there, she’ll kill us and cram all three of our bodies in it!”
“You know she would have haunted us if we put her in a box. I’d rather face an angry Gloria.” Morris said with a chuckle, but the sadness at the edge of it was very evident.
“She’s still going to haunt us for letting mother throw her an uptight funeral.” I whispered as someone came forward and placed a lily on her coffin.
My wife was a free spirit, she hated confinement and rules. She was an earth lover, an environment activist. That’s why we cremated her and spread her ashes in the sea. It was hard for me to see her reduced to ashes but there was no better way. She would keep being a free spirit; roam the world as she got carried by the wind.
She loved helping people; that’s why I donated all her organs; she would still help them even in her death. When she gave me the organ donor forms to fill out she said, “Why burry parts that could help a person in dire need of them. As much as we don’t like it, we are all spare parts to someone else’s body.”
Well, in a way, she is still alive; inside other people her body was still alive. If only it was possible for me to share my body with her, I would always live inside my head to be with her and forget the outside world.
She was the type to chain herself to a tree or break into a cosmetic lab and free all the animals. She went by the motto ‘do unto the environment, trees and animals as you would do unto yourself’. I became a vegetarian because of that, but I always stuffed myself with burgers when she was on one of her long protesting gigs. When we got engaged, I opened an account in her name for bail money that the bank was instructed to pay immediately she wound up arrested. I wanted her to be taken care of when I was abroad doing business or
visiting my mother in England. The thought of her spending a night in jail always gave me the chills. She thought it was the most romantic wedding present she could ever get- I scored some serious points there.
We had been married for six years before this happened, before someone decided to take her away from me out of sheer selfishness.
“Will you please step back, you’re hovering!” We jumped at Gloria’s scolding voice. She was really going to run this funeral by the script. We moved back a few feet, but still stood close to each other.
I watched as they lowered the coffin into the dark hole, and got a sickening feeling in the pit of my stomach. I was gladder now that she wasn’t in it. Sandra grabbed my hand and held it tight. I looked at her. She was staring at it, pain in her eyes. Her breaths sounded short, strained. Morris put a hand over her shoulder and held her tight against him. I could see he was trying to be strong for both of them, but the loss of his younger sister was taking a toll on
him too.
“Ashes to ashes, dust to dust…” the priest went on with his prayers as the coffin hit the ground. Another man stepped forward with a shovel full of red dirt. He held it in front of me and waited. I took a pinch of it then he moved to Sandra, and then Morris. The two of them moved forward and poured the sand into the hole.
I stood there frozen. I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I knew she wasn’t in there, but this felt too real, too final. She was dead and never coming back. My chest tightened, all the fears of never seeing or touching her again flooded back drowning me with all the moments we would never share again. Why did she have to die? Why not me? How could I be here and she wasn’t, this wasn’t how we planned to spend the rest of our lives.
“Will…” I turned to see Sandra look up at me, “its okay she isn’t in there,” she whispered.
I nodded, she was right my wife wasn’t in there so this shouldn’t be so difficult. I took a staggering step forward and faced the dark hole. I raised my hand over it; forcing my fingers open I let the red sand flow out of it.

A long line of people followed, pouring sand into the hole as they made their way back to their cars. This was their final goodbye before everything went back to normal in their lives, but for me it was the beginning of my slow long lonely death.
I looked down at the head stone and read the beautiful engraved marble. The phrase set in stone made more sense to me now. It felt like the words were not only curved in the rock but I could feel the pounding, chipping of my heart as the words were curved in it too.
Christina Lee Stanford
Loving daughter, sister, wife and humanitarian

Brenda K. Davies…. Vampire Love #1

Hi guys!

just found a vampire story by Brenda K. Davies that I’m absolutely in love with! the male characters are so intense and psychotic when it comes to their mates.

There are so many different twists to Vampire stories today, and Awakened and Destined were closer to human than the blood sucking nightmares in most of the other versions.

Aside from the strength and blood feeding, these vampires walked in the sun, feed off each other and powerful vampires weren’t just the older ones but those who killed and fed from other older vampires.

these books are full of love, anger and intense danger, not from the outside world but from their crazy mates. their bonding is also similar to the Nicky Charles Law of the Lycons– sex and blood.

 

indexIn Awakened (which is free on Smashwords) Liam goes off his hinges when he falls in love with human Sera and realizes how weak her mortal form is. he protects her, without hesitation when it comes to killing anyone, human or vampire who poses a threat to her- including Sera herself.

She makes a huge sacrifice to keep him sane and three months later she’s having his baby vampire- Very normal, nothing gruesome.

Blurb- Traumatized by her past, and struggling to move on from it, Sera has spent the past three years of college hiding herself from the world and content to stay that way. A chance encounter with Liam shatters her sheltered world, leaving her stunned and shaken by the strange feelings and emotions he arises in her, feelings she never thought she would experience and that frighten her in their intensity. Harboring a dark and deadly secret of his own, Liam knows that he should stay away from Sera; that he will only bring her more hurt, but he is irresistibly drawn to her and unable to deny himself the pleasure that only she can bring to him. But when their pasts collide with their present, and Liam’s true nature is revealed, will their love for each other be enough, or will they be torn apart forever?

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In Destined, talk about explosive relationships! Stefan and Isabelle (Sera and Liam’s daughter) were like a blazing flame that burns you if you get too close. i loved how protective he was, and even though he was ashamed of his past, he was more than willing to become the monster he used to be just to protect Isabelle.

Blurb-Terrified of becoming mated like her parents, Isabelle has locked herself away in order to avoid their fate. She is content to stay sheltered amongst her family, hidden away as she lives out her days away from the human race, and the world. Despite her determination to remain alone, her world is rocked when a person from her parent’s past arrives at their door, bringing with them the powerful, and stunning vampire Stefan. Though Stefan is not expecting to arrive at a nest full of vampires, he is immediately drawn to the vibrant, often defiant, and willful Isabelle. To his surprise, Isabelle does everything in her power to avoid him, and her desire for him. No matter how hard she tries to fight it though, Isabelle begins to realize that trying to deny her destiny may just destroy them both, as there are some things that cannot be stopped. Just as she begins to let her guard down, Stefan’s dark and deadly past catches up to him and threatens to destroy them both.

In both these books, the men are very touchy when it comes to other men touching their soul mates, kind of like Quinn Loftis’s Gray Wolves. And wandering male fingers are punished by death.
these were wonderful reads. i recommend it to the vamp lovers!

Anyone who knows how to contact Brenda, jolt to me!

Star Bright giveaways…

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Hi guys!

i just wanted to take this opportunity to thank Bernadette Marie (@writesromance) for the interview and the support (this is the link to the interview http://www.authorbernadettemarie.blogspot.com/2012/04/interview-with-christina-ow.html). And I’d also like to show my appreciation to Connie Kline (@Editor_Connie) for being the best editor and for believing in Star Bright.

I have 3 books left on offer on Goodreads (http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5817911.Christina_OW), so if you are a member message me and get an e-book copy of the Romance suspense Star Bright for FREE!!

On the 3rd of May I will be interviewed on Mirriam Smyths’s bolg and there ill be a few more freebees!

And if you just want a free copy, comment on the post Star Bright Chapter One!

Make sure to also read Melynda Price’s interview, she has some freebess for you! (http://www.authorbernadettemarie.blogspot.com/2012/04/interview-with-melynda-price.html)