The My Nemesis Book Series is an explosive, emotional journey through the healing and recovery of a family torn apart by tragedy. Follow Joy in this jaw dropping, book series as
words jump from the pages with such passion, the characters are brought to life with vivid imagery. Family feuds, forbidden fruits, and deadly plots pull evil personas to the surface. This, hot adventure will have you clinging to the edge of your seats. A series filled with malicious acts and selfish venture. Behold
Joy’s refusal to accept reality and fight every effort to recover, while her nemesis looks to her demise.Witness the drama, deception, and seduction, hidden within the pages of this mystery suspense tale, as we discover just who Joy’s
Saturday, March 31, 2012
Joy gasped as the inhalation of the open air hit her seemingly virgin lungs. Abruptly awoke and buried deep into an abyss of darkness. She feared she was abducted, unable to open her eyes she began to panic tussling around moving her fingers in search of clues to her surroundings. Joy’s arms and legs burned as she tried to free herself. Her eyes moved rapidly under her lids. She was afraid; but fought to calm herself as she called her attention to the footsteps approaching.
Joy swallowed hard and braced herself as best she could as the quickening steps moved closer to her.
“Good morning Mrs. Anderson, we are elated that you are awake.”
“Where am I?” Joy was groggy and in desperate need of water. Her body ached she moaned and groaned trying to adjust herself to a comfortable position.
“Mrs. Anderson, are you ok?”
I am scared I feel as if I am crushed between two walls.” Joy’s eyes were badly bruised and swollen her face was bandaged just as her arms and legs. “I can’t move or open my eyes. What has happened to me? Where is my family?”
“Don’t try to move too suddenly, you are just feeling fatigued and sore. You were in a coma for 3 weeks. I am Dr. Swartz. I was the doctor that operated on you after your accident.”
“Wait… what?’ Joy tried to move but she was sadly mistaken. She could barely wiggle her fingers. Her pain was minimal, but somehow she knew that her injuries were serious. It hurt for Joy to speak. Her forehead creased as she swallowed under her bandaged skull. Her throat felt as if she had swallowed glass. She began to gasp for air.
Dr. Swartz quickly dropped his clipboard onto the bedside table and fetched the cup of ice-cold water, and a straw. “Here Drink this.”
Joy sipped slowly flinching as the cold water wet her palate. Even the cool liquid burned to her throat, the pain was different, as though sores on her tonsils were being burnt away.
“Slow,” Dr. Swartz directed. “Take your time. Your throat is very sensitive as we just removed the tubes from your throat less than 48 hours ago. I can only imagine how thirsty you must be. I want to talk to you a bit about your case.”
Joy slowly wiggled her fingers, indicating that she understood the Dr.’s words.
“Joy you were in a terrible car accident. Your car sped off the road and into the river just below the hill. It is a miracle that you are alive. The impact of the water broke the windshield of the car. You suffered some blow to your head. You slammed into the steering wheel of the automobile, which caused some neurological damage, to your optic nerve.”
“What are you saying?”
“More simply put, the occipital lobe is where sight is processed which comes from the cranial nerve II, the optic nerve,” Dr. Swartz was using hand motions to convey his message. Feeling odd at the silence in the room, he realized that Joy was unable to see his hand gestures. Dr. Swartz called out to Joy to make sure she had not fallen to sleep as he explained his prognosis.
“Joy, your visual perception has been severely damaged. As I’m sure you are aware, that Visual perception is the ability to interpret information and surroundings from the effects of light reaching the eye.” Dr. Swartz paused to try and get some form of response from Joy, indicating she understood his words.
“Wait! What is all this? Is there someone that can come and explain all this in English?”
Dr. Swartz pinched his lips and folded his arms, grateful of Joy‘s inability to witness his growing irritation. He was slightly aggravated having read Joy‘s file. Her level of intelligence was way above average.
Dr. Swartz placed a puzzling hand under his chin, and as if hit with compassion he softened his aggressive tone. Pulling the visitors chair up to the side of Joy’s bed, he cleared his throat and began again. “Mrs. Anderson, due to the severity of your injury’s your retina’s were singed. Which means you may regain some of your sight but not all. Our team of Ophthalmologist’s and I performed an extensive amount of tests to evaluate your sight.
The neurological damage in relation to the brain that allows for vision is severe. We have concluded that you are in fact, legally blind. I know this may be a lot to take in, but I need you to understand what type of life you will lead after sustaining such an injury.”
Joy began to black out. None of what the doctor was saying made any sense. She could not recall the moments leading or following the accident. She had no interest in discussing them either. She wanted to know where her family was.
“Excuse me. I don’t mean to interrupt.” Joy tried to clear her raspy voice unsuccessfully. “I don’t understand. Will I regain my sight?”
“We are not sure Mrs. Anderson. Many people diagnosed with blindness, have experienced periods where they can see clear as day, as if they were never blind. Others see light, shadows, or just can’t see in color. We are however optimistic about your situation. You have surpassed all of our expectations.”
“Where is my family? “
“Your husband is out with your children waiting for the results of my evaluation. I did not tell your husband about your issue with sight. You just woke up and I did not want to overwhelm them with science and medical jargon. I wanted to talk with you to determine how lucid you were. I see that you are a literary agent and hold a degree in psychology yourself, so you understand the functions of the brain and mind.
However, being a victim of such tragic events can alter the most intelligent persons. I would like you to seek counseling. I would also like you to take the time to just recover, this means, NO WORK,” Dr. Swartz tilted his glasses to get a better look at his patient. He could not tell by way of facial expression, her attitude towards the matter; but the silence spoke for itself.
“Joy, it will take you some time to get used to the new you; but I see no reason why you will not be able to continue in your life’s work. You will just have to be patient. I am setting you up with some rehabilitation as your wounds heal. ”
“I understand.” Joy commented without emotion or the slightest interest to continue the conversation. “This is some new me,” Joy whispered sarcastically.
“Mrs. Anderson, with today’s technology you can use the voice command system on your computer to write, and correspond with your clients. You will be fine. The rehab will help you learn how to live with your disability. Many learn to read within a year. I have great confidence in you. I will leave you now to visit with your family. I am sure they are very anxious to speak with you.”
“Wait! Joy took all that she could muster to get the docs attention before he whisked out of the room. Please… do not tell my family about my blindness. I don’t want them to know.”
“I wouldn’t advise you to be silent in a matter as serious as this. You will need all the support you can get.”
“I understand, but if I am going to live with this I need to deal with it in my own way. My family isn’t used to my not being able to carry the world and tend to their needs. I think that they are devastated enough. I will tell them; but in my own way and on my own watch. Please just extend me this courtesy.”
“I have no choice. It is against policy for me to divulge information without consent. I will, however advise you to tell your husband right away. It is important that he understands the extent of your injuries. He seems like a very good man. He hasn’t left this hospital in the three weeks you have been here.”
“Really...” Joy smiled and tried to adjust her position in bed. Joy spoke in an elevated gesture as the annoying twinge continued to aggravate her. Her narcotics must have shut off midsentence. She moaned at the flame of pain that flowed through her torn flesh and broken bones.
“Are you ok, Mrs. Anderson?”
“I think the meds just wore off.”
“Ok, I will get a nurse to get you something for pain right away. In the meantime I will send in your family so that you can see them.”
“Thank you.” Joy was exhausted. She squinted because her eyelids were itching. She grimaced at the agony as she squeezed her eyes shut in an attempt to relieve the itchiness.
Dr. Swartz was gone in a flash. His long white jacket flew in the wind as the revolving door closed slowly. Just before the door clicked into its sill, she heard a familiar voice. It was Justin. She tried to pry her eyes open to test the severity of her injuries, but they were glued shut by crusted pus.
Joy began to panic. Her breathing grew rapid and her heart felt as if it were fluttering about in her chest. “What’s happening to me she thought?” Trying to regain her composure she began to tell her self that things were going to be okay. The pain and loss of sight would just be temporary.
Joy was beginning to use her breathing technique to regain control of her mental capacity. Until, suddenly, a woman’s voice uttered words of discouragement. They were so loud and clear she could have sworn the strange woman was standing just over her head.
“You are blind, you idiot. You will never see the faces of your husband and children again. Now look at you. Once again lost and taken into a vulnerable depressive state. Are you trying to kill me? I would just assume so.”
“Hello!” Joy called out frightened by the woman’s words of discouragement. Her pupils moved rapidly under her badly bruised eyelids. “Is anyone there? Who are you? What are you talking about?” Her presence was gone as quick as she came. She whispered into Joy’s ear, leaving behind a cool breeze that frosted the tip of her nose. The sensation was an awakening of her sixth sense.
Joy heard her words, but quickly let them go. She was excited to see her family. Realizing that she would not be able to see their beautiful faces, a tear strolled down the sides of her eye. Her tears began to pour and soaked up by the gauze that covered the remainder of her face. They were quickly absorbed. Joy heard the door of her room open, and then the soft scuffs of little feet. She knew then that her boys were in the room. Lagging behind dragging was her daughter. “How frightened she must be,” Joy thought to herself. She did not want any of her children to see her like this.
Justin stepped forward. She could smell him instantly. Again, the tears wet the dried pus on her eyes. Justin leaned in and touched her dry and cut lips. “I am so sorry,” Justin whispered unable to hold back the emotion that had cut off his breathing. He began to sob hard like a baby and fell into the seat, next to Joy’s bed. Joy wiggled her fingers, as she tried to reach for Justin’s deep shining waves. She longed to touch is soft mane. She wanted to touch him, to comfort him.
It was not his fault as she led him often to believe. He was her muse, and the only one she knew would care enough to listen and take heed to her feelings. Burdened often with the dysfunctions of her family, she held her tongue.
Tired and frustrated with their obvious lack of respect for her, and her own livelihood she took out her anger on Justin often. It was a fight she had not planned. Her anger flowed from deep within her pores. She could not stop her mouth from moving and slaying his very being. She was so angry, so rude and horrifically nasty she herself could not believe it.
Memories prior to her accident started to flow as she calmed the worry from Justin’s brow. She was guilty of tearing him to shreds because of her need for acceptance now she could hardly stand the feel of her own skin.
Her mother showed up at her place of business after years of very little contact to ask her for help. Joy’s mind scattered angrily, but still in need of the comfort and closeness a daughter longs to have with her mother, she let go of the past. Gullible Joy fell for her Mother’s plea and gave her five thousand dollars from their joint account.
Justin was furious when he found out. It was not the money he kept stating to a confused belligerent. Joy It was the fact that she had kept it from him and lied when the bank statement rang true of her deception. Joy grabbed for her purse and threatened to leave him as she always did, when she did not have the answers or when conflict arose.
Justin called her bluff, an unusual stance from his normal reaction to Joy’s threats. He tossed Joy, her keys and blew her a kiss goodbye sarcastically as he knew her better than anyone. Joy shook her thoughts back into reality and managed to abandon her thoughts of guilt.
“It’s Okay.” Joy finally managed to speak. She did not want Justin to feel responsible for her accident. It was neither one of their faults. A driver was careless and lost control.
Joy called her attention to her children. The boys were afraid and stayed towards the back of the room. Joy could feel the tension. She could not see them, but she could hear Jr. asking Ashley if it were their mother under the bandages. He thought that perhaps she was a mummy or ghost.
“Shh!” Ashley whispered loudly, pulling Jr. close by her side. She jerked him so hard. Joy could hear him grunt and his shoes scuff the tile floor.
“Don’t pull on your brother like that Ash,” Joy scolded. “Come to mommy. The three of you, come here. I need to tell you all something.”
Ashley and the two boys inched slowly towards Joy’s bed. Justin gathered himself and picked up his head from his slumped stance. Justin encouraged them to come closer to their mother. Jr. took his small hand and placed it on Joy’s swollen fingers.
“Mom!” he yelled “You in there? What happened to you?”
“Mommy had a little accident, but I am going to be alright. I am glad you are here. Where is your little brother?”
“Right here, open your eyes!”
Justin looked up and took hold of Jr. He placed his hand on the small of his back and began to coach Justin Jr., about his mother’s condition. “Son she can’t open her eyes right now. They are sore, and bruised. Its better if she keeps them closed.”
Ashley was quiet. She didn’t know what to say and she was afraid to come any closer to her mother. Worried that her mother would be angry or sad that she refused engage in the visit, she forced herself to ask her mother if she was in any pain. “Mom, I hope you feel better. Are you in any pain? I could get the nurse.” Ashley felt so uncomfortable she would have given anything to get out of the room. Joy could sense that she wasn’t interested in staying in the room, but decided that she couldn’t give her a pass. Her presence made her feel alive and she needed her children to be close.
“No honey, I feel as good as can be expected. It looks much worse than it is. I can’t see you, but I can tell that you are far away. Could you come closer? Your voice is a mere echo. Why are you so distant?”
“Mom you know I hate hospitals. I hate being here. I hate that you are here. Dad can we go, please…”
Justin looked up with a look on his face that could have killed. Ashley stifled herself abruptly.
“What’s wrong?” Joy said softly. Her throat was hurting and her arms and legs felt crushed. She didn’t want to alarm Justin and the kids, so she pushed the nurse call button discreetly. Justin noticed how quiet Joy had become and that her nurse call button was on.
“Are you ok Joy?”
“Babe, it’s me you are talking to. If there is something I can do I would like to know?”
“Just a little pain that’s all. I alerted the nurse. The doctor said that he was going to let the nurse know that I needed some medication for my pain, but she has yet to come.”
“How long ago was that Joy?”
“Justin its ok, calm down. The pain just got a little worse. I went ahead and sounded my alarm to remind the nurse’s station is all. Please calm down. I don’t want you to get all worked up for nothing. You should take the kids home. I am sure they have had a long day. I don’t want them to see me like this for too long. Besides the boys could have nightmares. I don’t want them to get this image of me locked into their minds.”
Joy tried to smile but the sores on her lips cracked and started to bleed. She licked her wounds and could taste the salted blood. Justin grabbed for a napkin and wiped her lips softly.
“Justin,” Joy said softly.
“What is it?”
“My lips hurt like hell.”
Justin fiddled around in the drawers next to the bed and retrieved the complimentary chap-stick from the top drawer, to soothe the burn of his wife’s torn lips.
Joy was filled with a soothing sensation a mist the pain, as her husband touched her lips. Joy smiled, “So, how bad do I look? I mean from what you can see. My face feels so swollen under these bandages. What if I don’t look the same? What if my face is deformed or scarred?”
“All that doesn’t matter, I love you. The important thing is that you are alive. I want you to concentrate on getting better, so that you can come home, Ok?”
“Ok.” Joy was weak with pain. The pain had become so unbearable she was nearing her breaking point. She wanted badly to call out for help, but she didn’t want to alarm her children. “J…,” Joy paused as the pain stifled her breathing. “Please take the kids home. I need to get some rest.”
Justin could take a hint. He could tell that Joy was in pain and didn’t want the kids to bear witness to her suffering. “Ok babe, we are going to go home. Get some rest.” Justin coached the kids to come close to their mother and say good- bye. They each gave her a kiss on her lips. Jr. was playing with his mother’s fingers. He didn’t want to leave. He was very protective of his mother.
“Jr., it is time to go. We will come back and visit mom soon.” Jr. stood his ground for a moment later. He retreated when Justin lowered his eyes. Jr. knew he had better do what he was told. Ashley came close to her mother and kissed her softly. She whispered I love you and ran from the room. She was on the verge of tears, and in her preteen year’s it was against the rules to show signs of emotion.
Justin looked down at Joy one last time before grabbing up the boys and retreating from the room. “I love you babe, he whispered as he opened the door to leave. Coming into the room was the nurse, bearing the gift of narcotics.
“It’s about time.” Justin scolded. He couldn’t help himself. It angered him that the doctors and nurses weren’t taking care of Joy. He looked back at Joy smiled and jolted down the hallway to get Ashley.
Joy’s veins warmed as the medicine seeped into her blood stream. In mere moment’s her mind drifted and asleep she went. Numb to the pain, but hurt for her family, as she so longed to be with them.
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
MY NEMESIS BOOK SERIES SOUNDTRACK
Address: 831 Corte Chiquita, Pittsburg, CA 94565
For Immediate Release: Contact: Joann Smith
BASED ON THE URBAN FICTION SAGE, MY NEMESIS BY, AUTHOR, AIJA M. BUTLER
“Music, Art, and Literature are my most favorite creative works,” says Author Aija M. Butler, Author of the My Nemesis Book Series and mind behind this musical collaboration.
The My Nemesis book series is an all American tale with a touch of urban flavor. It encompasses the value of family, the hardships we endure with our loved ones, the balance of right and wrong, loyalty, and the all so common factor between brother and sister, “Sibling Rivalry.” Witness the drama, deception, and seduction of this thrilling series as Family feuds, forbidden fruits, and deadly plots pull evil personas to the surface.
In addition to the new Urban Fiction book drama comes the sounds of music to accompany this 4.5 *star book explosion. Flowing throughout the pages of a book, to the soulful sounds of music, to imagery as clear as on-screen viewing lies a musical compilation based on the written works of Author Aija M. Butler. The My Nemesis Book Series Soundtrack, “Bloodline“, compliments this book series that is filled with mystery, suspense, thrill and best of all drama. This Urban book series meets Hip hop and brings a whole new flavor to literature. Literally, “Hear” the music behind the story. Just imagine the books contents. Witness the Drama of the My Nemesis Book Series Soundtrack. This soundtrack features, San Francisco Bay Area Artists such as Uzi Raks, A.D., Lucree, Focus, Young Del, and the Author herself Aija The Great. Music and production team, writers, and producers include those so named above including Producer and Project Manager Jeffrey J-Money, Smith.
iTunes Mexico, VerveLife, Rhapsody, Zune, MediaNet, Amazon MP3, Spotify, Google Music, iTunes U.S., iTunes Latin America (incl. Brazil), iTunes Australia/N.Z., iTunes Canada, Nokia, eMusic, iTunes UK/European Union, iTunes Japan, Music will also be available in stores, on April 30th.
The Artists and Producers behind This Production:
Jeffrey Smith, originally from Louisiana is a lover of the Bay Area Music arena. He is a new producer and project manager for this project. He fell in love with music at a young age and often mentored his brother n law, the late Boov 5000 Arnold B. Muckleroy so it was a natural instinct to mentor and produce the works of his brother Glen. The family is indeed talented and as the eldest of 7 Author Aija plans to take her siblings with her in showcasing their talents to the world. Jeffrey and Aija are indeed 2012’s up and coming power couple, taking on the world of Arts by storm.
Glendale Uzi Raks Butler, out of the city of Pittsburg, CA of San Francisco Bay Area. He is an up and coming musical artist and Entrepreneur. In 2012, He will be releasing his first album, “Introducing Uzi Letterman ABM vs. MBA along with a number of collaborations he is birthing. He is co-founder and co-owner of The FAM Cartel, The Artistry, and ABM Industries.
A story teller, producer, and student of music and production Elliott Lucree Jones of the Tha Real Slapbox Entertainment, is the co-producer of the My Nemesis Book Series Soundtrack. He is the technical director of this project and is working on several musical projects with other local Bay Area rap and musical artists as well as his solo debut album.
Adrian Mills, A.D. a definite heavy hitter has settled down to explore his love of the arts in the realm of music. He is out of the city of Pittsburg, CA and is working on his solo album and mix-tape set to release in late 2012.
Daryl Robinson, aka Focus is out of Pittsburg, CA. An enterprising genius in the realm of music and production is working on a solo album in honor of his late brother in law Arnold B. Muckleroy also known as Boov 5000. Focus tells the story of his life, the struggle, and his redemption.
Friday, January 27, 2012
1. KARMA IS COMING “LIFE IN THE FAST LANE IS, MY NEMESIS VOLUME 4 IS COMING MARCH 15, 2012. IF YOU THOUGHT VOLUME 3 ENDED WITH A BANG, YOU DON’T WANT TO MISS WHAT IS COMING UP NEXT. HERE IS A SNEAK PEAK AT WHAT’S TO COME.
The Return ends shady as hell as Darrin is arrested for attempted murder. Sam’s plan goes to shit when she realizes Mike has a little more clout in the land of criminal justice so she is forced to follow his lead. Mike and Darrin go head to head behind issues of past rival gang affiliation due to their present frustrations. When a face on a magazine stirs trouble in the hills, a return to the city brings questions that when answered turn his fears into a rage of vengeful acts that could turn deadly. Then there is Sam and her admittance to Joy on her death bed. Who is Joy’s true Nemesis?
1. MY NEMESIS THE OFFICIAL BOOK SERIES SOUNDTRACK IS COMING MARCH 3/3/2012. THE MY NEMESIS BOOK SERIES IS PROUD TO ANNOUNCE ITS UNITY WITH MUSIC. AUTHOR AIJA M. BUTLER IS HEADING OUT A PROJECT NEW TO THE EAST BAY. SHE IS THE AUTHOR OF THE MY NEMESIS, FICTION BOOK SERIES AND CEO OF THE ARTISTRY A COMPANY PUT TOGETHER TO CREATE UNIFICATION OF THE ARTS IN ORIGINAL FORM. THIS BOOK SOUNDTRACK IS THE FIRST OF ITS KIND IN HER NECK OF THE WOODS AND THE COMMUNITY IS SENDING WAVES OF PRAISE AS THEY JOIN IN CONGRATULATING THIS LOCAL AUTHOR FOR HER CREATIVE ARTS.
THIS SOUNDTRACK BRINGS TOGETHER SOME OF THE MOST TALENTED UNDERGROUND ARTISTS OF THE SAN FRANCISCO BAY AREA. SHE HOPES TO ENTICE READERS TO READ THIS DRAMA FILLED SERIES, AND LISTEN TO THE SOUNDS OF MUSIC AS THEY DIG IN DEEP AND GET, TO KNOW THE CHARACTERS OF HER NOVELS. THIS URBAN FICTION BOOK SERIES IS CATCHING WAVE AND WINNING OVER THE HEARTS OF MANY AS THEY DISCOVER JUST WHO JOY’S NEMESIS IS.
JOINING MS. BUTLER IN THIS PROJECT IS HER BROTHER GLENDALE BUTLER, AKA UZI RAKS HE IS A WRITER AND COMPOSER OF MUSIC, OUT OF PITTSBURG, CA. HE IS WORKING ON HIS OWN SINGLE ALBUM AND PRESIDENT OF ABM, A COMPANY STILL IN ITS DEVELOPMENTAL STAGES BUT WILL MAKE ITS DEBUT IN JULY OF 2012. TOGETHER THEY HAVE JOINED TO FORM THE FAMILY CARTEL, A COMPANY OF THE ARTS. THEY HAVE A LITERACY PROGRAM DEBUTING IN EAST BAY SCHOOLS IN THE FALL OF 2012 IN HONOR OF THEIR LATE BROTHER ARNOLD BLAIR MUCKLEROY, AKA BOOV 5000 ALSO KNOWN FOR HIS WRITING AND MUSICAL ARTISTRY. THE TWO HAVE ALSO PUT TOGETHER AN ORGANIZATION TO RAISE AWARENESS AND TAKE A STAND AGAINST VIOLENCE AND BULLYING IN SCHOOLS. THIS PROJECT WILL ALSO MAKE ITS DEBUT IN SCHOOLS IN FALL OF 2012.
IN ADDITION TO THEIR LOVE FOR WRITING AND MUSIC THEY ARE DEVELOPING A LINE OF CLOTHING THAT WILL REPRESENT THE TRUE DEFINITION OF URBAN SWAG. THEY ARE EXCITED TO PRESENT THIS PROJECT AND HOPE THAT WITH THESE PROJECTS IT WILL BIRTH A NEW NATION OF UNITY AND POSITIVITY AMONG YOUTH AND THEIR PEERS. THE BROTHER AND SISTER DUO ARE JOINED BY THEIR SPOUSES IN MAKING A PERFECT POWER COUPLE MATCH FOR THE INDUSTRY OF THE ARTS, LOCALLY KNOWN BUT SOON TO BECOME NATIONAL ICONS IN THE WORLD OF ARTS MUSIC AND PHILANTHROPY.
THE MY NEMESIS BOOK SERIES SOUNDTRACK IS HEADED OUT BY PROJECT MANAGER JEFFREY SMITH, AND ELLIOTT JONES OF THE REAL SLAPBOX ENT., AND GLENDALE BUTLER, AKA UZI RAKS OF DOE DOE BOY ENT., OTHER ARTISTS JOINING THIS PROJECT ARE DARYL ROBINSON AKA FOCUS, ADRIAN MILLS AKA A.D., AND RIKIA ASBERRY, AKA KILLAKEY ANOTHER SIBLING OF AUTHOR AIJA BUTLER, AND GLENDALE UZI RAKS BUTLER WHO IS ALSO WORKING HER MUSIC CAREER.
2. AUTHOR WILL BE ANNOUNCING HER LIFE HONESTLY AFTER SHORT SERIES. FIVE OF THESE HEARTFELT STORIES ARE NOW AVAILABLE ON AMAZON.COM. THESES SHORT STORY’S TALK ABOUT HER WALK WITH ILLNESS, RECOVERY, AND LOSS. SHE WILL ALSO BE ANNOUNCING HER COLUMN WHICH REACHES OUT TO OTHERS LIVING THROUGH LIFE AFTER MOMENTS THAT MAY MOTIVATE AND INSPIRE OTHERS TO PRESS ON. NEW SERIES BLOG, COLUMN, AND NOVEL ANNOUNCEMENT, IS COMING IN APRIL OF 2012.
3. MY NEMESIS THE TRILOGY IS NOW AVAILABLE FOR SALE ON LULU.COM IN BOTH HARDBACK AND PAPERBACK FORMATS. THESE ATTRACTIVELY DESIGNED BOOKS ARE PRICED REASONABLY AND FILLED WITH DRAMA FROM START FINISH. THE TRILOGY COMPILES VOLUMES 1-3 OF THE SERIES AND IS OUT JUST IN TIME FOR PART 4 WHICH DEBUTS IN JUST OVER A MONTH. SADDLE UP AND ORDER YOUR COPIES TODAY DIRECT LINK BELOW. IF YOU HAVE A KINDLE YOU CAN ENJOY A PRICE BREAK BY SIMPLY DOWNLOADING THE TRILOGY FROM THE KINDLE LIBRARY OR IT CAN BE YOURS FOR THE VERY LOW PRICE OF $3.99.
4. THE MY NEMESIS HAS AN OFFICIAL FACEBOOK, TWITTER, AND BLOG check out the series blog at http://www.mynemesisthebkseries.blogspot.com and http://www.twitter.com/NemesisBkSeries
Thursday, January 26, 2012
GRAB YOUR COPY OF VOLUMES 1-3 OF THE MY NEMESIS BOOK SERIES IN A ONE-STOP FULL OF DRAMA AND DECEPTION
The My Nemesis Book Series is an explosive, emotional journey through the healing and recovery of a family torn apart by tragedy. Follow Joy in this jaw dropping, book series as words jump from the pages with such passion, the characters are brought to life with vivid imagery. Family feuds, forbidden fruits, and deadly plots pull evil personas to the surface. This, hot adventure will have you clinging to the edge of your seats. A series filled with malicious acts and selfish venture. Behold Joy’s refusal to accept reality and fight every effort to recover, while her nemesis looks to her demise. Witness the drama, deception, and seduction, hidden within the pages of this mystery suspense tale, as we discover just who Joy’s nemesis is.
Volume I: The Mind’s Eye:
After a tragic storm claims the lives of Joy Anderson's family, Joy awakes to find herself strapped to a bed, afraid of her own reflection. "My Husband and children are alive, their bodies were never recovered," Joy yells hysterically at the crowd of spectators expressing their condolences. Joy’s delusional sightings of her children and husband become the highlight of conversation for friends, family, and business associates. The once prized literary agent and book guru has lost her senses, fighting with her reflection and talking aloud to presumably no one.
Samantha, Joy’s younger sister, is faced with a chance to live beyond her sister’s shadow. She must either choose to save Joy from her behavioral dysfunctions or her already troublesome marriage. Joy's Mother n Law continues to plan a memorial service Joy refuses to attend, while Sam's Husband Charles and business partner of Joy's late husband Justin sets his sights on a fund that could clear his name of all gambling debts.
Volume II: Vengeance Is Mine:
Charles is making moves, Darrin is having trouble deciding the matters of his heart, and Sam is as nasty as ever. There is a million dollars at stake. Lines are crossed and bonds are broken. Will Joy uncover who her nemesis is? Is she her worst enemy?
The mind’s eye began with Joy’s loss of sensibility after her family is taken by the storm. Joy may appear crazy but she will not be taken advantage of, not if Lillian Andrew’s has anything to say about it.
As Volume II begins Joy fights to decipher between her lust for revenge and the good natures she longs to promote as she clings to her need for attention and heroism.
Now that Lillian has made her debut Joy must decide whether Lillian’s shenanigans are warranted. Joy seeks comfort in her mirrored friend and begins to see just what her husband and conscious warned her about from the beginning. A hostile takeover is a foot as whispers of a million dollar check spark a loud chatter. Rumors of debt to some rather unsavory personalities, turn decent natures into scandalous rogues, desperation befalls party’s trying to relinquish the debt. A plan is put into action to discredit Joy’s right to Justin’s estate.
Sam conjures a plan to get out of debt and build a nest egg of her own. While her husband Charles takes advantage of Joy’s wavering consciousness. Both sisters look to uncover the missing link that has a hold on both Joy and Sam. Who will prevail? The truth unfolds as vengeful acts birth a sibling rivalry that tests the line between love and hate. The saga continues as Joy uncovers the myths of her family history and unveils the identity of her true Nemesis.
Volume III: The Return, Out for Blood:
Someone is coming back to town and when he or she presents sparks will ignite. The mouths of many will drop and the games of trickery have just begun. Someone is bound to get burned, because the heat is on. This mystery, suspense, drama is chilling. “I’m back… and I am out for blood.”
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Monday, October 24, 2011
Answer The Quiz Questions in the Comment Section, and win yourself a free copy of the highly anticpated Book, My Nemesis The Return Volume III. Hurry While Supplies Last...
What is the name of Joy's mother n law?
Who is Sam's husband and how is he related to Joy's husband?
Why does Joy send Justin and the kids away?
In volume II why is Charles on edge?
Who does Charles pretend to be when he goes to visit Joy?
What is the name of Joy's mother n law?
Who is Sam's husband and how is he related to Joy's husband?
Why does Joy send Justin and the kids away?
In volume II why is Charles on edge?
Who does Charles pretend to be when he goes to visit Joy?
Thursday, October 13, 2011
Someone is coming back to town and when he or she presents sparks will ignite. The mouths of many will drop and the games of trickery have just begun. Someone is bound to get burned. The heat is on. This mystery, suspense, drama is chilling. “I’m back… and I am out for blood.”
Marisola is hotter than lava. She is the soon to be wife and mother of Darrin’s child and is more than confused about Darrin’s attachment to Joy. With the death of Darrin and Joy’s daughter Marisola is shamefully relieved that her baby won’t have to share center stage with Darrin’s love child. She is more than eager to reveal to Joy that she is carrying his baby.
Darrin however, is still very much in love with Joy and seeks comfort in her presence. Feeling guilty about abandoning her twelve years prior he is persistent in winning back her love. Darrin may be a good candidate for Joy to relinquish her sexual frustrations, but to her it would only make things worse. Especially since she is still convince that her husband and two boys are alive and awaiting her return. Dear old Darrin has never been one to take no for an answer, but as things heat up he may be the one simmering down. He is torn between Joy and Marisola, as he continues to doubt his ability’s to be faithful and a good father.
Meanwhile, Sam is shameless in her attempts to settle the score. She will stop at nothing to collect on what she feels is rightfully hers. She can’t seem to sit down. Her nerves are shaky awaiting Charles’ insurance policy check to clear. She is dating the enemy, but only for his riches while his nose is wide open. When a familiar face returns to the busy streets of Oakland, Sam is hot on the trail, she can’t believe her eyes; but sticks to her gun’s in her vengeful plot. Sam has a score to settle, but so does the person returning. She’s not the only one out for blood. She too is hunting down those she feels are responsible for the death of her husband. She is far from coming to terms with her sister’s lapse in judgment. She sets her sights on her firm, while Joy has ventured to the quiet comforts of the forest to gather her thoughts, hopefully in beginning the steps towards healing.
Nadine takes a stand against both Sam and Darrin by telling them to kick rocks and leave Joy be. Darrin is caught lurking about Joy’s office building looking for her whereabouts. She hasn’t returned any of his phone calls or written correspondence. The whereabouts of Lillian are questioned, when unexplained occurrences start to effect the creditability of Joy’s business. Nadine smells a rat and advises Joy to come back to town, as she is sure Sam is behind it all. Nadine is looking to catch Sam in the act having witnessed her deviousness personally. She can’t wait to see Joy’s jaw drop as she unveils just how scandalous little Sam can be. Who Returns with a broken heart and lost soul, a line crossed and love turns into a smoldering hate? Who is Joy’s Nemesis?