Saturday, August 6, 2016

'A' is for August and AAMBC #BookBoost

This is Mello & June's favorite time of the month--the first Saturday which means it's AAMBC time! Oh yeah and boy do we have a few good ones for ya!  Sit back, get those download fingers ready and enjoy!  Let's Go. . .


Keema is still the infamous young boss. She took her game to new heights when she expanded her empire internationally and introduced the world to New Dope, a wicked blend of heroine and cocaine. Fearless and driven, she felt invincible. Unstoppable. Until that sad day when her husband Lamar was shot right before her eyes.

Saddened by the tragedy that claimed her husband, Keema attempts to leave the game. But the streets have dug it’s claws so deep into Keema’s back, that it becomes almost impossible for her to move on. Lamar was her everything but in the midst of turmoil, a shocking revelation about another woman and the son he never knew, changes everything. Chaos quickly sets in and life takes a drastic turn.

Her operation spirals out of control and the once well run empire is now in chaos. Keema and the people she loves most, all find themselves in impossible situations of disloyalty, lies and deceit. In this jaw dropping saga, one gets reminded that all things that go up, eventually come down.



Chapter One

The way I drove, I’d be arriving at the hospital faster than the ambulance. I must’ve been doing over 100 MPH in my Lamborghini. I already made up my mind that if Lamar didn’t make it, I had nothing else to live for. He was my everything. I tried to front at times like I could be without him, but that was a lie. I was only lying to myself. I needed him and I was pretty sure that he needed me too. If he didn’t survive this, I would proudly spend the rest of my life in prison if necessary. I swear, if that muthafucka took my baby from me I will kill him slowly, taking the ultimate pleasure in his death.

I was here. Hands on the steering wheel. Foot on the gas. Hands on the gears. But none of this felt like reality. This was surreal. My body and mind was still in shock. Yes, shock, about alot of things. For one, I was trippin’ that D-Lite’s brother was the shooter. When they say the past can come back to haunt you, I never realized how literal that statement was. I was living it. I gave the gas a little more pressure and I heard the engine rev. My body was glued to the seat. Blood was on my hands, my clothes. Still, this was too much to process at one time. And on top of everything that happened, Timothy is Lamar’s son! Timothy? Phantom? Everything was hitting me at one time and my head was spinning. What were the odds of that? It just seems so impossible.

So far, I ran six red lights and was about to run another one. I pressed the gas a little harder trying to make it, but just as I was approaching the intersection, the shit turned red. An oncoming car drove forward and as soon as the driver saw me, he slammed on his breaks. But it was too late, the car behind him didn’t slow down fast enough. I did a slight swerve in order to avoid the accident, but peered through my rear-view. I looked just in time to see the two cars collide. Damn! I briefly shut my eyes as if that would some how eliminate my blame in the accident. I couldn’t stop. I had to get to my man. I erased it out of my mind and sped on.

Finally, I arrived at the hospital and I ran inside of the emergency room. “My husband, Lamar Wright, he was shot. Where is he?” I said hysterically crying. I was scared and frantic.

“Ma’am. Slow down. What did you say his name is again?”

“Lamar! Lamar Wright. They should either be here or pulling in. Where is he?” She typed something on her keyboard and then looked up at me.

“Okay Ma’am, they were re-routed to a different hospital.” She printed something and then passed it to me.

“Emory? That’s over forty-five minutes from here. Are you kidding me?” I balled up the paper and hit the automatic start. I ran out of there and jumped back in the car. If I speed, I could get there in twenty minutes. I floored it out of the parking lot.

Traffic was impossible. I was held up by the same accident I caused on my way here. Talk about karma. That bitch wasn’t on my side tonight. Well actually, it was the wee hours of the morning now. It took me over an hour to get to Emory. Again, I found myself bolting inside the ER.

“Nurse! Nurse, please help me!” I said to the first person I saw in scrubs. “I’m looking for my husband. His name is Lamar Wright. He came in an ambulance. He was shot. Please, where is he?”

“Just have a seat ma’am. I believe Mr. Wright’s in surgery. They’re working hard on him.”

“No, no! You don’t understand. I need to see him right now. He’s expecting me to be by his side. Please take me to him. Please!” I begged. I don’t beg for shit, but I was begging this woman to take me to my husband. I cried. Pleaded. Begged some more, but it was to no avail.

About the Author

Aisha Rochester Hall was born and raised in Roosevelt, New York. She came into this world in 1983, to a young teenage couple, Karen and Collin Rochester. Her father was better known to many as “Daddy Prince” or “Prince Collin”, a true Jamaican legend on the streets of New York. He was a young father eager to provide, and the streets of New York became his hustle grounds.

Aisha Picked up many of her father’s skills; learning early on the power of music and entrepreneurship. She would often travel with him to different venues performing rap and reggae routines. She graduated high school and attended New York Institute of Technology on a track and field scholarship. But by night, she was in New York City performing at different showcases, entertaining people with her musical skills. Her grandparents, known to most as Nana and Poppy were also heavily influential. They made sure she stayed active, well travelled and immersed in the rich history of African Americans.

By the time Aisha was in her early twenties, she’d owned several businesses. One of them being a company called Apogee Financial. She moved to Detroit and opened an office there, employing a few top notch street-hustlers. She knew that anybody who could operate a business in the street, could use those same skills in an office environment if given the chance. Her theory proved correct, as her company became very successful and soared to a value of close to ten million dollars in less than a year! She had the world at her feet.

Her life seemed perfect, until everything came crashing down. Some bad business deals in 2009 landed her in Federal prison with a sentence of more than ten years! She was only twenty five at the time. To make matters worse, her brother was tragically killed by the police just a few months later. Then, her father was murdered after being deported back to Jamaica. This devastated her, but fortunately, it didn’t break her. It only furthered her desire to become her greatest self. Holding onto the principles of her father, she decided to focus on the positive side of her incarceration. She became an author.

Aisha has penned more than six novels and ghost-writes for many from behind bars. While in prison, Aisha has put on many urban plays entertaining thousands of other women and giving them a piece of Broadway and freedom through her creativity. She is also an advocate for ending mass incarceration as well as the overly harsh sentencing for all non-violent offenders. Her urban books have caught the attention of many and she is a screen play writer, creative producer for a reality show, and on her way to becoming a best-selling author. She’s also been working on her music and plans to come home and continue to do what she loves: running businesses and hitting the stage, getting back to her hip hop and reggae roots.

Now, almost eight years into her sentence, Aisha will be home next year in 2017, ready to hit the ground running. Life had it’s ups and downs, but pressure make diamonds and she plans to shine brighter than ever before

A Chat with Aisha Hall

Q) What inspired you to write your first book?

A) Going to prison! Believe it or not, that type of solitude sparked a level of creativity in me that I didn’t even know existed. I’ve always loved writing. When most kids would fret over school papers and writing projects, I’d get excited. Writing has always been my passion. However, I wasn’t inspired to write my first novel until 2009 when I got indicted by the FEDS and I was sentenced to almost 11 years for conspiracy & a non-violent offense.

Q) Where did you find your motivation to write?

A) The desire for freedom was my motivation. It still is. The characters in my stories were able to explore life in ways that I no longer could due to my incarceration. I would throw on my headphones, sit on my bunk and write for hours. Then I’d share my chapters with the other ladies to get feedback. I loved seeing the excitement come alive in their eyes and I learned just how impactful my stories could be. I told them, “I will publish this one day.” Now, seven years later I have 5 published books, with many more in the works. I’ll be released from federal prison in 2017.

Q) Are any of your stories true?

A) Yes! I co-wrote a book with Kimberly Smedley under the name A. Rochester. It’s called The Backside of The Story and it’s about Kimberly’s journey through the dark world of doing illegal silicone butt injections. It’s a scandalous tell all. She is a reality TV star on the show: From the Bottom Up, which airs on Centric. My other books: Keema & Lamar: A Ghetto Love Story (the trilogy) and Caught Up Loving A Boss, are all urban fiction.

Q) What is most difficult about being an incarcerated author?

A) Not being able to physically interact with my readers has been pretty tough. But the most difficult thing by far about being an incarcerated author is seeing the injustices that African Americans face daily in our justice system. Black women are being locked up at an alarming rate, serving extremely long sentences for crimes that many of them shouldn’t have been charged with in the first place. For example, I have friends doing life sentences for their boyfriend’s drugs. I see many educated, business women serving decade long sentences under these draconian laws. These non-violent offenders, our sisters, suffer everyday due to an unfair criminal justice system. It’s definitely a challenge to live under that reality on a daily basis.

Q) The term “hood books” is most commonly associated with urban style writing. What do you say to critics who don’t think these books should be mainstream?

A) To me, a book is a book. A story is a story. Our work is always scrutinized more than others. It’s just the world we live in. Calling these books hood books doesn’t bother me at all. As a matter of fact, it’s a compliment because it shows that our culture is just as worthy as being written about as any other. I come from a line of people who were told it was illegal to read and write for over 400 years. The simple act of spelling your name could have gotten you lynched. Now we have the ability to tell our stories any way we’d like. And from what I can see, the world is pretty interested in what we’ve got to say. Everything that has been touched with even a droplet of “hood-juice” is being eaten up by the American public. And I am proud to entertain, humanize and educate through my books.

Q) What impact do you want your books to have on your readers?

A) Excitement. I want my readers so entrenched into the story that they never want it to end. I enjoy giving people an escape from everyday life. I love giving them something to get emotional about or a new prospective to ponder. I also like the idea that I can tell these stories in such a way that anybody from any background, can enjoy them.

Q) What do you have in the works?

A) I’ve got some really good things in the pipeline. I’m working on Pink Panther Clique, a story about women in prison and all the drama that goes on in prison world. There’s also The High Price To Pay Series, a true stories about the over-incarceration of women. My story is in the process of being published. They are very informative and the mission of these books is to highlight the horrors of this system. Then there’s 3 new untitled urban books in the works. I’m also writing screen plays and plays, so there is alot you can expect from Aisha Hall.

Find the Author and the Book:

All of Aisha’s book can be found on Amazon.



Sherryn Allbright is the envy of her peers. She is a wife, mother, and successful business woman, but her life turns topsy-turvy when a woman leaves a child on her doorstep, claiming her husband is the father. Denial is useless, for the boy resembles Reece too closely not to be his offspring.

Sherryn is ready to end their marriage and blames Reece’s problems on his old neighborhood—a Kingston ghetto. If he’d sever ties there, he wouldn’t be caught up in baby-mother drama.

When the boy’s mother is murdered, Reece becomes the prime suspect and things go haywire for the Allbrights, whose lives will never be the same.


Chapter One

Sherryn wanted to close the door on the proof of her husband’s infidelity, but there was no going back.

She avoided looking at the child in front of her, whose cupid’s bow of a mouth and tawny eyes confirmed that he shared the same genes as her children. But the similarity ended there—his ashy skin, underweight body, and wash-worn clothes pointed to a lack of concern for his well-being and appearance. The woman with him smiled—a smug grimace that deepened Sherryn’s suspicion.

She didn’t hide her distaste at the sight of the snug tank top holding in a belly about to surge out of control, or the denim skirt that did little to cover a pair of lumpy thighs. A lustrous, blonde weave complemented the woman’s caramel complexion, and false eyelashes emphasized the spite in her gaze.

A quick scan tagged her as the stereotypical product of one of Kingston’s ghettos. For timeless seconds, Sherryn felt as though she was stuck in an early 1900s silent film. The wind stirred the flowers and shrubs in the front yard, dried leaves blew over the lawn, and a car drove by, but she heard nothing.

Then the dancehall queen look-alike pushed the little boy forward, dragging Sherryn back to the unthinkable scene unfolding on her doorstep. “Tell Maurice him can have him pickney.”

Sherryn suppressed a shiver by pulling her shoulders back. She stood tall, squeezing the doorknob as a shipwreck victim might cling to a life-saving piece of flotsam. After a glance at the boy, she whispered, “Oh no, you’re not leaving him here.”

“You ca’an decide dat. Since Maurice won’ take care of him, him can keep him.”

The woman dropped a knapsack, and spun away with an exaggerated wiggle of the hips and the jangling of gold-plated jewelry, to saunter down the driveway to the gate, where a marked taxi waited.

Ghetto rat! Why leave her child on my doorstep like unwanted baggage?

The boy’s bottom lip trembled and he blinked hard several times. Sherryn’s chest heaved, and she struggled to slow her breathing. It wouldn’t help either of them if she fell apart. Pressing her lips together to keep her focus, she picked up the threadbare knapsack and touched his shoulder. “Come with me.”

She left him sitting on the sofa inside Reece’s office.

Over the years, Maurice had been shortened to Reece. The inane thought reminded her that she had spent half her life with a man she doubted she would ever really know, and here again, was proof.

The purpose for leaving the boy in Reece’s study was twofold. First, he was hidden from her, as if he didn’t exist and second, Reece’s world would spin off its axis—just as hers had—to find his secret tucked away in his private space. She hoped the experience turned out to be as gut wrenching and devastating as hers.

In the living room, she perched on the edge of the settee and hugged herself. She tilted her head back and stared at the high ceiling. Then she skimmed the familiar paintings, family portraits and oddments, absorbing all that meant home and family.

Everything she’d invested in her relationship with Reece lay in invisible pieces around her like shattered glass.

Cold and sterile on the inside, she sighed, forced herself to get up and climb the stairs to their bedroom. Once there, she lay down and allowed the tears to fall, searing her sinuses and then her eyes. Other than anxiety over her children when they were ill, and tears shed while watching sad movies, no drama had touched her life.

And now this.

She wasn’t sure how much time passed before she heard Reece’s Land Cruiser throttling in the yard. He was home on one of his afternoon stopovers. Her heart thumped painfully at the confrontation to come.

About the Author

J.L. Campbell is an award-winning, Jamaican author who writes romantic suspense, women’s fiction, new and young adult novels. She has written thirteen books, six novellas and two short story collections.

Her novels include the Island Adventure Romance series, which currently has five exciting, stand-alone stories and features feisty women and determined men. Campbell’s mission is to write stories that entertain and educate readers. She is a certified editor, who also writes non-fiction.

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Three fourteen year old boys, Brett McGovern, Stephen Bailey and Michael Erickson are inextricably linked by abduction and murder. Brett, who was abducted from Indianapolis, fears that his captors will decide to kill him. Stephen and Michael have been abducted, and the detectives on the case know that if they are not found within 24 hours, any chance of finding them is remote and they will be gone forever. A fourth boy, George Tokay, a Navajo, holds a key piece to this puzzle and doesn’t realize it. Pete Kelliher and his team of FBI agents have been tracking the murders of kids for the past 2 years. If they can find these two boys, they might find the answers to the questions that have been eluding them.

About the Author

Joseph Lewis has published four books so far: Taking Lives, (August 2014) a prequel to the Lives Trilogy; Stolen Lives, (November 2015) Book One of the Lives Trilogy; Shattered Lives, (March 2015); and Splintered Lives, Book Three of the Lives Trilogy (November 2015), all in the thriller/mystery genre, and each has garnered outstanding reviews. Previously, Lewis published a short story, Dusty And Me (1989). He writes a weekly inspirational blog, Simple Thoughts From A Complicated Mind, Sort Of located at

Lewis has been in education for 40 years as a teacher, coach, counselor and administrator. He is currently a high school principal and resides in Virginia with his wife, Kim, of 24 years, along with his daughters, Hannah and Emily. His son, Wil, is deceased.

A Chat with Author, Joseph Lewis

1. How would you describe your books?

I write thrillers with a lot of mystery and suspense. My main characters are teenagers, and I would like to think that though I write thriller-fiction, my stories contain a message of hope, courage, and survival. All four books are currently found on Amazon. They are works of fiction. It story centers on human trafficking, specifically children, and based upon my experience as a counselor and as an adjunct educator who had volunteered with an organization dedicated to children who are missing and sexually exploited.

2. What type of research did you do for the book and what was most personally interesting?

I think the facts from the Center for Missing Children, along with facts from the FBI site were interesting, but what was most interesting was listening to stories from kids and parents of those kids who had been abused and in at least one or two cases, still missing. It is that agony, that pain, and the “unknowing” that I brought out in my book.

3. How do you relate to the characters? How does that help make them feel more like real people?

My characters are very real to me. I see them. I hear them speak. I watch as they react. I tend to write visually and vividly, and from what I’ve read from the reviews, the readers seem to “picture” them and “see” them, too. I will say that I have a couple of favorites and I think any reader will quickly tell who they are as they turn the pages.

4. How important was it to make the book realistic?

Without realism, any book becomes boring and a “cardboard cutout” and that doesn’t interest me in the least. Readers are so very smart, intelligent, and they can readily and intuitively feel when an author is lazy. I’ve been told that my books are too gritty and disturbing.   Well, so is human trafficking and if I can disturb others, all the better because bottom-line, we need to protect our kids and educate the public. I take pride in making my stories real. If not, I’m wasting my time and the reader’s time.

5. What inspired you to write Stolen Lives and the Lives Trilogy and Prequel?

Jacob Wetterling’s story. If you aren’t familiar with him, Jacob was taken at gunpoint in front of friends in October of 1989. He was eleven years old at the time. There have been many leads and a tremendous amount of investigation, but Jake is still missing. The Prequel to the Lives Trilogy, Taking Lives is actually dedicated to all missing children, but specifically dedicated to Jacob Wetterling.

6. Is there a message in your novel that you want readers to grasp?

I believe all and any writing, good writing, should teach a truth or make a truth apparent, so yes, in my writing, I want the reader to understand that the world can be both-sometimes at the same time- an ugly and beautiful place to live, and that there is always hope and the human spirit is courageous and inspiring.

7. Do you have a detailed master plan or general idea when you write?

I have an idea and go with it. I don’t outline. I do a lot of pre-writing in my head way before I sit at a computer to write. There have been times when I sit down thinking that the story will go in one direction, only to be happily surprised when it shifts in a different direction based upon dialogue, action, and setting. I know it sounds crazy, but I mean it when I say that sometimes, my characters take over and I become just the facilitator.

Find the Author and the Book:

Twitter at @jrlewisauthor

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My Inspirational Blog: Simple Thoughts From A Complicated Mind, Sort Of

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