Book Blitz: Trois by Brooklyn Knight

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Troisis the exciting conclusion to Brooklyn Knight’sThe French Connectionseries; A BWWM, Multicultural & Interracial Romance. It is currently on sale now in eBook and paperback format.

 

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ABOUT THE BOOK

He has three days to save her…

Dylan Hamilton has waited two years for this day to arrive; the day when Laila Renaud will become his wife. But the morning after his nuptials, he awakens, drugged and confused, only to discover that she has been snatched from his bed. And according to the man who has taken her, he has a limited amount of time to get her back. The clock is ticking… When Stefan Miller finds three Italian gangsters sitting in his suite the morning after Dylan’s wedding, it’s confirmation that his worst fears have come true. His brother’s antics have finally caught up with him and everyone else, including his love-interest, Sasha, who has been held ransom. Now with the clock counting down, he and Dylan must come up with a plan to save the women from impending doom.

Theoretically, it’s a simple operation: Get Stefan’s brother! Engage Dylan’s mob-boss of a mother! Save the girls!

But the rescue effort doesn’t go as smoothly as planned, especially when the puzzle pieces of Dylan’s traumatic past begin to connect. And especially when Stefan discovers that Sasha has fallen under the curious spell of her green-eyed kidnapper.

 

 

SeriesThe French Connection, Book 3 of 3

Publication DateJanuary 4, 2019

 

PublisherIndependently Published

 

Print Length260 pages

GenresBWWM Romance, Multicultural & Interracial Romance, Contemporary Romance

Add on Goodreadshttps://www.goodreads.com/book/show/43313848-trois

 

 

EXCERPT

 

Dylan

A persistent pounding on the door ripped me out of sleep. I stirred, extra groggy from the fact that Laila had interrupted my slumber to talk about my parents and the announcement of her pregnancy. Her questions about my mother and father had angered me, but I’d hidden it from her, but when she’d told me she was carrying our baby, any negative emotions I’d been harboring fled.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

I reached over to the nightstand and gripped the clock, squinting. “It’s five-thirty,” I said to Laila. I reached over to pull her close, but when I realized the place in which she was laying was empty, my eyes popped open.

Bang! Bang!

“Lai…” I called into the darkness. My eyes shot to the en-suite bathroom, noticing the light bleeding from beneath the closed door.

Maybe she’d gotten up to use it. That was what happened to pregnant women. They peed more and they started throwing up. The sound of water running down the drain confirmed my suspicions.

The banging sounded again and I threw my legs over the edge of the bed, holding my head. That was when I realized the banging wasn’t only coming from the door. An aggressive thud was pounding against my brain, and I wondered what it could be from.

I looked at the empty glass on the night table and my brows drew. I turned to the door. “Who is it?” I shouted.

“Open the door, man!”

I stretched the tightness out of my limbs and made my way over, wondering what in the world would have Stefan so uptight and hammering my door down at such an ungodly hour.

“Lai,” I called again.

Still no answer.

I frowned, peeked through the peephole, and then stood back.

Stefan’s voice emitted from the other side of the barrier, and I couldn’t help but notice the alarmed edge in his tone.
I unlatched the door and ripped it open. Without hesitation, Stefan sprang inside, his eyes as wide as saucers.

“Stef, what the hell –”

“Where’s Laila?” He pushed past me and started searching the room as if he was looking for treasure.

I frowned, trying to understand what he was talking about, all the while, trying to ignore the throbbing in my head. “What do you mean, where’s Laila? She’s in the bathroom.”

Without saying anything, Stefan dashed for the bathroom and ripped at the door.

“What the hell are you doing?” I demanded rushing after him, I pulled him by the arm.

He ripped his arm away from me and glared at me. His eyes seeped with anger.

I grimaced. “What’s going on?” I demanded.

“Laila isn’t here,” he spat out.

My neck jerked forward. “Of course she is, she’s in the bathroom,” I reminded him. “She’s pregnant.”

Stefan rolled his eyes towards the ceiling and covered his face with his hands. “Jesus Christ…” he muttered.

“That’s not quite the response I was expecting,” I admitted trying to quell my frustration.

Stefan spun around and gripped me by the shoulders. “Dylan, Laila isn’t here,” he said again. Forcefully.

My body turned rigid. “What the hell do you mean –”

“Your boy, Anthony Moretti, the guy you told me not to worry about…”

He was talking, but I’d already ripped the bathroom door open, almost taking it off the hinges. I looked into the room, my eyes shifting frantically, searching for my wife who, true to Stefan’s word, was nowhere in sight. The only sign of movement was the water spilling from the gold faucet and disappearing down the drain.

My chest heaved and I stumbled until I had no choice but to lean over the basin. Water from the tap splashed onto me. Everything was spinning like it would in a funhouse, yet there was no doubt in my mind, I was in a house of goddamn horrors.

“Where’s my wife?” I gripped my temple before pulling myself away from the basin and storming through the Presidential Suite. I ransacked the place. I tore through every room, tossing the furniture like it was plastic. I marched out to the pool and scanned the area. With each examination, the fact that she was nowhere to be found pushed me further over the edge of sanity.

I screamed her name into the emptiness.

No answer.

Stefan paced the floors next to me. His hand was clasped over his mouth. His eyes were narrow with rage. “He took Sasha too,” he muttered.

I spun around to look at him. “Who took Sasha?”

Stefan turned his eyes on me. “Fucking Moretti.”

I looked at the carpet, trying to make sense of what he was saying. “How do you know this?”

“Because I woke up in the middle of the night to Moretti and his boys in my goddamn room, and that’s when he told me. Silas…”

“What the hell does he have to do with this? I swear to God, I’ll kill him!” I listened, my entire body shaking as Stefan revealed the things Moretti had told him. Then he handed me the man’s business card, his despicable name embossed and emboldened.

Three days.

Moretti was demanding that we came up with two million euros in three days.

An angry breath escaped my nose. “Fine,” I spat. “He wants it in three days, he’ll have it three hours.”

Stefan nodded, realizing that my transferring the funds into Moretti’s account was the only way to put a stop to what was happening.

I raced around the room, looking for my cell phone. After a few minutes, which felt like a few hours, I found it on the floor underneath shards of a vase I’d destroyed.
I instructed SIRI to call my accountant and waited, operating on threads of patience, for him to pick up.

It went to voicemail.

I cursed.

“What happened?” Stefan asked, dry-washing his hands.
I gripped my bottom lip between my teeth and didn’t respond. Instead, I called the number again, this time taking care to punch each digit in manually.

It rang six times before clicking over to voicemail. In a fit of rage, I pitched the phone across the room and took my sweaty hair into my hands.

“Fuck!” My voice almost made the Swarovski chandelier hanging above us to crash to the floor.

Stefan raked his hands through his afro and pulled out his own cell phone.

“Who are you calling?” I asked, shoving my hands on my hips.

“It sure as hell ain’t my investment banker,” he muttered. “The hell if I have two million goddamn euros sitting in an account.” He pressed the phone against his ear. “I’m calling my brother.”

“If you don’t have it, he sure as hell doesn’t,” I spat. My eyes burned and I rubbed them, trying to erase the sensation.
I needed to slow down.

I needed to calm down and think rationally.

Ma belle fille and Sasha had been abducted. I had no idea how it had happened or when. In fact, the more I thought about it, the more I realized I couldn’t remember much of what had transpired over the course of maybe three or four hours.

Stefan turned away from me and I listened for a second as he threw a slew of curse words into the cell phone receiver.
I pinched the bridge of my nose, trying to practice my solution-focused mantra, the one I used every day at my firm.

“I need to call Moretti,” I mumbled to myself. My cell phone, now shattered on the ground, would be of no use. I rushed to the landline on Laila’s side of the bed and tried to ignore my heart, crushing inside of my chest. I held the business card Stefan and given me and tried to steady my shaking hands as

I dialed the numbers.

Within seconds, Moretti answered.

I dropped onto the bed and pressed the phone hard against my ear. “Tell me this is a fucking joke!” I shouted into the phone.

“Dylan Hamilton.” The sound of his vocals made me want to spit.

“Where is my goddamn wife?” He’d barely finished his greeting before I was barking the demand. “I swear to God, I’m two seconds away from alerting INTERPOL. They’ll have you apprehended and your ass will be in jail quicker than you can fucking blink!”

“A few things,” Moretti responded casually. “INTERPOL is not a threat to me. Yes, I have been barred from various jurisdictions, but that does not inhibit my movements. Surely, you are aware of this. Secondly, if I were you, I would think long and hard about alerting anybody about anything. Your precious wife and her friend would be dead before the authorities ever caught up with me and my men. And thirdly…” he sighed. “You should practice being less emotional. You are a savvy business tycoon who cuts million-dollar deals by the hour. You, of all people should know that emotion has no place when it comes to business. Let us talk like the adults that we are.”

I gritted my teeth and tried to settle myself as best I could. In some ways he was right. My only concern was getting my wife and Sasha back. If that meant playing Moretti’s sick game, I should at least hear the rules.

 
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ABOUT BROOKLYN KNIGHT

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Brooklyn Knightis a romance enthusiast who lives in the island of Bermuda and has been writing stories since she was a little girl. Over the years, her gift for designing and bringing characters to life has evolved, and she enjoys creating vivid, memorable characters and unforgettable situations. Her characters are thought-provoking and evocative; and they will draw emotion out of you like water from a well.

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Boost your Business with a Book Workshop!

There’s a new workshop coming to Diamond M’Press Publications. The workshop will debut on March 5 and it is called Boost your Business with a Book. I’m really excited about this workshop because this is geared towards the entrepreneurs. There are a lot of people in the literary industry who start off as simply writing or blogging but then go into business such as an editor or cover designer or publisher. However, there are many people outside of the literary industry who could really use this workshop. If you are a cake designer or in construction or design this workshop is for you. It’s for anyone in any type of business who’s looking to gain new clients or customers. I take you step-by-step answering the question of why you should publish a book to boost your business. I know that there are many people who are not into writing books in their profession but sometimes it’s always a good idea to step into a different arena to find new clients. If you were trying to find different ways to boost your business, this workshop will be really interesting for you. We talk about target marketing, marketing, writing the book and the different elements of publishing a book which include, organizing, writing, editing, cover design and much more. Again, the workshop starts on March 5.

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How Long Should it Take to Publish my Book?

Happy Monday!

publishing-101A popular question I receive is what is a good timeframe for publishing a book. The traditional way in publishing is 6 months to a year. However, so many people are self-publishing that its takes nowhere near that long to publish a book. The amount of time should be no more than 6 months.

Let’s discuss

Writing the book should take about three months. No more than this unless you are not writing everyday. This is for those who work full-time jobs, have families and live a busy life that doesn’t allow you to be in front of the computer as much. If you are writing everyday, your book should be finished in three months.

Then you need to acquire time to do at least 2-3 read throughs before you send it off to the editor. One thing an editor hates is a book that is poorly written that requires them to almost have to write the book for you.

After you have done this, it should be off to the editor and you should be in the middle of working with a designer for your cover. Editing should take no more than 3 weeks if you and the editor are going back and forth consistently to get the book to where it needs to be for publishing.

By now you should be sitting at about 4 months in the cycle of publishing.

Now you should be ready for formatting. This should take no more than 2 weeks. 1-3 days if you know how to format your own book. Less than that if you hire someone who knows exactly what they are doing. Give yourself a week to receive the paperback/hardcopy of your book in the mail so that you can proof it.

Now there are two months left in the publishing cycle. You should already have a release date by now. You are probably wondering why there is so much time left between now and the publication date. That is because you need to leave room for error. What happens if editing takes a month rather than a few weeks? What if the designer is stalling or gets back logged with orders? What if you decide to do a major storyline or scene change that causes you to go back and rewrite some things? You’ve already put out a release date. You don’t want to push the book back right? This is that little window of error that you need just in case. If all goes smoothly, than congrats to you. But every author needs to save room for error.

The last thing you should be doing is promoting the pre release. Interviews, blog tours, reviews etc. Promote the book before it comes out so that when it does drop, your audience is ready!

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Social Media Wednesday: Buffer

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Guest Blogger: The Importance of Supporting Characters

Supporting characters are like the cherry on top of a sundae. They bring that extra comedy, drama, or anything else that can make a story that much greater. Supporting characters are one of my favorite types of characters to write and I’m going to give you five reasons why below!

  1. They Give You Someone Else to Write About:

I love main characters! You can throw an entire backstory and loads of emotions on them, but sometimes it helps to be able to take a break and add on a part of the story that does not center completely around the main character. Supporting characters allow you to do all of this while still adding on to your story and creating (hopefully) really great content.

  1. Support Your Main Character:

Whether it is good or bad support there is no denying that your supporting characters are going to help move the plot along. I bet you can think of at least one instance in a book you have read where a supporting character did something to set things off. Now, this might not always be a good thing, but they are still the ones that started the ball rolling in the first place.

On another note, they are also sometimes just there to lift up and support the main character. This part is perfect for best friends, cousins, parents, siblings, teachers, girlfriends/boyfriends, and so many other types of people.

  1. Give the Reader Someone Else to Relate To:

We can’t always relate to the main characters in our favorite books, but we can sometimes relate to the supporting characters. By having supporting characters, I believe that you are giving your readers more opportunities to relate to a character, which might make them like the book even better.

I’m not saying that your readers have to relate to at least one character to enjoy the story, but as a reader myself being able to picture myself as someone in the story really helps me connect with it.

  1. Round out the Story

Pride and Prejudice without Mr. Collins? The Hunger Games without President Snow? These two characters might not be the main ones, but they make the story what it is today. Your supporting characters are going to help round out the story and make it a much better work than if you wrote with only main characters. They are going to provide humor, drama, and so much more for your story.

  1. They’re So Much Fun to Create!

Whether it’s nice characters or super mean ones, I love creating supporting characters. They give you the chance to delve into the heart of someone that is not your main character and to create something that is truly new and exciting. They’re also not your main character so supporting characters give you the chance to concentrate on someone else in your story. Because let’s be realistic, sometimes our characters do the exact opposite of what we’d like them to do.

Love,

Baleigh

 

About the Blogger:

IMG_4231Baleigh Roberts is a college student majoring in English and minoring in History. She has a great passion for writing and reading. Baleigh currently runs her own blog Baleigh’s Better Life where she talks about books, writing, and so much more! Baleigh hopes to one day be a published author and have her novels out in the world for people to read. You can keep up with Baleigh on social media here:

Guest Blog: To the Beat of my Book

Article by: Ashley Robinson

book-headphones“I met this girl when I was nine years old and what I love most she has so much soul. She was old school and I was just a shorty never knew that through my life she’d be there for me”. Lyrics from rapper/actor Common’s “I use to love her” paints a perfect picture of childhood love. The same way lyrics can tell a story, it can also inspire or provoke more depth to an author’s tale.

Both arts seem to always coincide. Songs and books create feelings, evoke thought as well as vivid imagery. It allows imagination that is from a consumer standpoint. What about a business standpoint? How do the two arts collide?

Simple, both artists and authors are faced with giving the fans what they want. This isn’t a easy task! Everyone has an opinion just like everyone has an asshole. Face it you’re not going to please everyone.

You’re music and book isn’t for everyone. You’ll have to zone in on your Target Audience. And even then you can’t please everyone. Also, artists and writers are faced with contracts that may or may not affect royalties (payouts). Also, protecting them from plagiarism of any kind.

Note: Authors using song lyrics in books shouldn’t use more than four bars.

What sets the bar any higher for music and books to coexist is the constant song titles or lyric quotes that become urban book titles such as “Love even when it hurts” the song by  Avant then turned into “Love even if it hurts” the book by Tamicka Higgins. You see it’s easy to intertwine the two.

Music can create books but books can create music as well. Song lyrics are made up of vast vocabulary that is either learned from the street and/or book i.e. Webster’s dictionary and/or published sonnets. Artists must have a decent love of words and wordplay to make words rhyme such as wine and time or to elevate complexity with a metaphor such as “You’re immature like roger so go home!” (lyrics from Wale’s Fuck you ). The double meanings in that metaphor is situational and educational via words. Let me explain! The character Roger from the hit 90’s television series Sister, Sister played by Marques Houston was in a singing group called Immature. The word immature in the context meaning child- like. The television show itself is reminiscent of childhood while the person wale is addressing in the song is a level of childish. Wordplay and meanings both affect music and books. But that’s more for another blog, another day.

About the Writer:

Ashley robinson, born at st. agnes hospital in west Baltimore in October 1990 to teen parents paulette and cedric had a stereotypical upbringing. Once her father was incarcerated ashley was raised by mother paulette whom had the support system of her parents elaine and joseph lyle. While mom was at school and/or work or church Ashley found her love of writing at home with her grandmother whom taught her to write and read cursive at the tender age of five so that she was quiet during the young and the restless. Ashleys love for writing grew and her curiousity peeked for words and story telling. At the age of seven she began crafting short stories and poetry that she often present at school for showing tell. Now as an adult and mother of one she wants nothing more then to have her work as a muse for those who want to follow their passion and needs life lessons learned through the pages. Ashley currently resides in maryland where she pre- school teaches, donates to charties, and working toward more entrepurneal affairs. Her debut novel released august 2016 entitled Imani. The series can be currently found on amazon.

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