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Link Posted on May 10, 2016

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CRAZY.SEXY.UNTHINKABLE.LOVE by P.K. Rashaan

Link Posted on April 26, 2016

Today, P.K. Rashaan is stopping by to give us a little taste from his debut — Crazy.Sexy.Unthinkable.Love!

Check out the excerpt below… Happy Reading! 🙂

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BOOK BLURB:

A painful breakup leads Deion McKenna to revert to his womanizing ways, deciding that being a player was the best medicine for his broken heart. Using his good looks and swagger as a top-level executive at RPK Entertainment, he endeavors to have any woman he wants…and no woman is off limits.

Alexia Anthony was focused solely on her music career as a member of the R&B group, Isyss, swearing off relationships until the group was signed to a record label. With an ex-boyfriend insistent on rekindling their affair, she does everything she can to avoid men altogether, and she can’t afford to be distracted by anyone, not when the group was so close to achieving their dreams.

A chance meeting threatens to turn both of their worlds upside down. Despite the promises made, the connection between Deion and Alexia is intense and undeniable. Alexia’s unexpected attraction to Deion’s best friend, Natalia, sets into motion an unforeseen course of events, culminating into a serendipitous union that pushes the boundaries of normalcy.

EXCERPT:

I let En Vogue roll with me for this segment of the story line, where Alexia had to deal with her ex, who wants to try to find a way back to them being together…

“WHY ARE YOU HERE? WHAT DO YOU WANT? I’m not in the mood for your BS tonight.”

Seeing the reason why I swore off men standing at the doorway to my apartment was the last thing I needed. I was still highly aroused from trying not to flirt with Deion, and I did not want to take my fuckstrations out on this son of a bitch.

My ex-boyfriend Troy had this grin on his face as I walked toward him, opening his arms in an attempt to welcome me with a hug. That grin quickly faded when it was met with stone-cold contempt. “Come on, baby girl, I know you’re not still mad at me?”

He tried to close the space between us, but I placed my palm against his chest and straightened out my arm to let him know my personal space would not be invaded. He no longer deserved that right. “Okay, I think that answers my question.”

“I hate repeating myself. What do you want, Troy?” My food was getting cold, and this wasted conversation threatened to piss me off. “I have a lot of stuff to do in the morning, and I need to get some sleep.”

“See, that’s the problem, you were always thinking it was about me.” Troy exhaled. He cocked his head to the side, realizing he couldn’t figure out my mood. “You know that I was always focused on us, baby girl.”

“Mmmhmmm, so focused that you decided that having another chick sucking and fucking you in my car was for our benefit, right?” I shot a look at him that immediately shut him down. “That’s what I thought. Focused…yeah, right.”

“Aight, look, Alexia, I ain’t come to argue.” Troy’s demeanor changed up, switching to a more serious tone. He was never serious while we were together. “I know I fucked up, but we were good together, you know that.”

“Yeah, you fucked up, that part you definitely got right.” I huffed, pushing him out of my way to get to my door. “Now, if you will excuse me, I have to try and eat something before I crash.”

“Yeah, I know, your music career comes first,” he spat. The anger in his eyes was definitely something new. That was something he never mentioned before, even when things went bad between us. He never bad-mouthed my music or the group, especially since he was an up-and-coming hip hop artist, trying to break out solo from the group he’s been with since before we got together.

Whatever.

He had me pegged for being a wannabe superstar’s girlfriend who was cool with being behind the scenes.

That’s…not…me.

Now that I thought about it, the whole issue with ol’ girl really didn’t bother me all that much. We were dating, so it wasn’t like he locked me down with a ring or something like that. My ring fingers were as bare as naked daylight. If he was straight up, I might have been good with the program. As high as his sex drive was, he was wearing me out, I would have welcomed the break to let some other chick do the sex marathons I wasn’t willing to bother with anymore.

Truth be told, he was becoming a bit boring in bed anyway, pulling the same tired moves to get me aroused and the same tired strokes to keep my juices flowing. If he had the chance to learn something new from some other bitch and bring it home to switch things up, I might have been able to roll with that.

Still, he violated my car with a bitch that didn’t hold a candle to me despite her belief that she was willing to do what I wouldn’t do, and I still won’t do: be a groupie and to the “great” TraumaDryl.

“Yeah, my career comes first, and the fact that you didn’t bother supporting it, but you could support your need to keep your magic stick wet even though I was fucking you like a porn star is the reason you’re stuck right now.” I let him have it with both barrels, no longer in the mood for this conversation to continue.

“Alexia, I…okay, I caught you at a bad time, and you need some sleep, maybe that’s why you’re all hormonal right now.” Troy finally backed off, heading toward the parking lot. “But we’re not done talking about this. I know you’re not over me yet, I can feel it on you, shawty.”

“Go, Troy.” I slammed the door on him, irritated beyond words.
Damn, he completely killed the buzz that I was on, and I hated the fact that he was right.

I wasn’t over him…yet.

But it was times like this that made it easier to forget about him.
I was tempted to reconsider my initial consideration while he was still within arm’s reach. I was definitely in heat since I was unabashedly fantasizing about a man that I had yet to even have a full conversation with. My body wanted it, if only for the temporary release, but my mind made it explicitly clear that I’d made that mistake once before, and I was not about to make that mistake again.

In short: he simply wasn’t worth the trouble.

Considering that he caused me to have to microwave my food before bed only gave me another good reason why I was glad I didn’t let him in. I really wanted to beat his ass for causing my food to get cold, but that anger would have manifested itself into something else. It always did when it came to us.

No matter how feral I felt, I couldn’t let him back inside. He’s been gone too long to ever get back in like that.

No fool, no more.

ABOUT PK RASHAAN:

P.K. Rashaan is the “alter-ego” of erotica and mystery author Shakir Rashaan. Although he is not as edgy as his more celebrated counterpart, P.K. brings a more sensual, yet intriguing universe, delving into genres and topics that he and Shakir agree are more palatable for a widespread audience. You can see more of Rashaan at his virtual home or connect with him on Facebook.

Gravity | Part Three of Still – Read Now!

Link Posted on February 11, 2016 Updated on February 11, 2016

Today, Still concludes with its third and final part  — Read GRAVITY Now.

Thanks to all who reached out to me on this site and on social media! I’m so glad y’all are loving Kiva & Dylan as much as I loved writing their serial short story…this was fun!

FYI: Still will remain on my site as a freebie for all to read so tell a few friends to check it out @ RaeLamar.com/still/

Well…back to the lab! Until next time… ❤ Happy Love Week & Happy Reading ❤

Refill | Part Two of Still – Read Now!

Link Posted on February 10, 2016 Updated on February 10, 2016

Yesterday, I released the beginning of a 3-part love lost story that I’m sharing with readers here on my site this week.

Did you have a chance to read Hello yesterday? In case you missed it  —  Read HELLO Now.

Today, the serial short continues with the second installment  —  Read REFILL Now.

❤ Happy Love Week & Happy Reading ❤

Still | A Love Lost Story

Link Posted on February 9, 2016 Updated on February 9, 2016

♫ Hello
It’s me
I was wondering if after all these years you’d like to read
My new short story
It’s free ♫

The remix. LOL I couldn’t resist…

Hello! It’s that time of year again when love is in the air, so I decided to take a moment and write a story for the occasion…and for you. 🙂

Now y’all know I couldn’t just make it all about flowers, chocolate-covered strawberries and expensive gifts followed by an elaborate proposal and crazy-great sex. Nice but too obvious, right? Instead, I decided to write about love lost because as much as Adele’s song has been in heavy rotation everywhere since it dropped…why not?

In The Aris Effect, I introduced Kiva Burke and yep…this short story, Still, is all about her. Basically, Kiva listens to Hello and then feels compelled to reconnect with her ex, Dylan Davis. You know that old adage, “some things are better left unsaid”…well, in this case, maybe some questions are better left unanswered. Better yet, unasked. lol

FYI: This is a 3-part love lost story that I’m sharing here on my site this week (Tuesday, Wednesday & Thursday) — I hope you enjoy it!

❤ Happy Love Week & Happy Reading ❤

*PART ONE | HELLO – CLICK TO READ NOW*

RECAP | 21 Days of Love & The Aris Series Giveaway!

Link Posted on February 5, 2016 Updated on February 5, 2016

Yesterday, I was the featured author for the 21 Days of Love event @ Author Chelle Ramsey’s Beautifully Inspired Blog. When you get a chance, you can check out my post here. Comments are still welcome.

In addition to sharing my thoughts on The Aris Series along with an excerpt, I also gave away a free e-book copy of Dawn of Aris  AND The Aris Effect to one lucky winner…Glynnis Simmons! Congratulations and Happy Reading. 🙂

Many thanks to Chelle Ramsey for having me again this year — kudos to you, Chelle, for a really great event!

***This event is happening all month long, so don’t miss your chance to win prizes, read excerpts and celebrate love.***

#SampleSunday | An Excerpt From The Aris Effect

Link Posted on January 31, 2016

“What’s with you today?”

Lots of sighs was her reply.

“Relax.” Rising from the sofa, Troy went to grab some materials, tools and a chair from his dining room table and brought them back to where Aris was working. He positioned the chair and sat facing her. “Forget the mannequin. For now, just paint. On me.”

A smile played at Aris’s lips.

“Don’t act like you haven’t ever used me before.”

She laughed. “Okay. Twenty-minute sprints?”

“Yeah, I’ll clock it.” Troy set the timer on his phone.

“Rules?”

“No rules, baby doll. Just work.”

Her eyes lit up. “Okay.”

“Burn.” Troy watched as she quickly arranged her tools. “Latex. Lube. Cotton. Alcohol. Tissue paper. Ground coffee.” He waited again as she rushed around his apartment to collect the materials.

“Ready?” he asked when she returned.

Nodding, she bounced around in excitement.

“Forearm.” He lifted the sleeve of his shirt. “Go.”

Aris worked frantically for the next fifteen minutes and when Troy’s phone beeped that her time was up, she stepped back and listened eagerly to Troy’s in-depth critique.

“Next?” she asked after the debrief was done.

“Cut,” Troy replied. “Flat Mold. Alcohol. Q-tips.”

He added a few more items as Aris gathered them quickly and arranged them on the table along with her tools. After a final check, she nodded her readiness.

“Throat.” Troy set the timer. “Go.”

While creating an impressive slit throat, Aris sang and bounced around. She joked and laughed with Troy as a welcomed sense of contentment from her sprints replaced the tension she arrived with over an hour ago resulting from the fight she had with Luke.

“Feeling better?” Troy asked.

Aris looked up and winked, then dipped her head to continue working and singing until the phone beeped.

Only this time, it wasn’t Troy’s timer.

He raised a brow and glanced at her phone. “You need to answer that?”

“Nope,” she replied, not caring who was trying to reach her…even if it was Luke. “I’m working.”

Being in love?
REALLY loving someone??
Two totally different things…

Aris Collier is a masterful artist but, when it comes to the art of love, she couldn’t be further from her comfort zone…

For Luke and Aris, it’s all fun and games until their work and general differences get in the way. Soon, Aris is falling from cloud nine into the reality of a live-in life with Luke where she’s failing forward almost every day. On the flip side, Aris is thriving in her new career. It’s much easier to navigate and a lot less complicated…especially the synergy she finds with Troy Murphy, her partner-in-art whose mere presence begins to undermine her life with Luke.

As Aris struggles to maintain a practical balance, she learns that loving Luke Donovan is effortless…but maneuvering the nuances of a real relationship? Not so much. It’s a simple truth that she quickly discovers the hard way, forcing Aris to either confront the contradictions within herself or continue to take unnecessary gambles that just may end up costing her the love of her life…

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#NewRelease | The Aris Effect Is LIVE!

Link Posted on January 28, 2016

THE ARIS EFFECT is now LIVE! 🙂

Click a link below to download your copy TODAY:
Kindle  |  NOOK  (Coming Soon) |  Kobo

Prefer print? Click a link below to order and receive your copy as early as Saturday, January 30:
Amazon  |  Createspace

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Special thanks to all those who pre-ordered your copy. You are the BEST! I can’t wait to hear from you…so please let me know what you think or, better yet, post your review on Amazon!

As always, I truly appreciate you all…Happy Reading!

21 Days of Love – Coming in February!

Link Posted on January 25, 2016

“Love knows no bounds, has no limits, and accepts no barriers.
The love of a Savior so merciful and kind, and to all of your lover’s faults it makes you blind.
The love for a newborn child, so gentle and sweet.
The love between a man and woman so passionate, so full of heat.
Love pulls the strings of your heart, and love will never be tamed.
When it captures you in its embrace, no one can be blamed.
Crossing the barrier from enemy to friend…Love knows no bounds.”
~ Chelle Ramsey