Michael Olukayode is here to tell us about his political nonfiction book The Atrocities of Hope.
There's also a great giveaway.
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Nigeria is dealing with a level of disorderliness that is neither compatible with functionality nor with long life. Our problems did not start today; they have been with us for as long as we have existed as a country. But just like a disorder left untreated, our problem has incapacitated us, and the rate of deterioration is currently becoming alarming.
The long-term survival of our country is no longer as assured as it used to be. We are on a slippery slope with nothing to hold on to.
This book attempts to answer the 'what', 'why', 'who', and 'what is next' of our problems. As is always the case when truths are discussed, be ready to be offended.
But if you are open-minded enough to be offended and not switch off and open-minded enough to be offended and keep reading – you might learn one or two things at the end of this book.
Read an Excerpt
I was standing on a walkway on my university campus on one sunny day in 2003 with a group of classmates, and the issue of Nigeria and patriotism came up. I can remember one of my classmates telling the other about patriotism and how we are not as patriotic as the Americans are about their country. The other one felt offended and told the first to ‘Speak for yourself; I am a patriot. I love Nigeria!’ I have always been a realist with a touch of cynicism, and I already had an excellent grasp of patriotism as seen abroad—a clear contrast to what I saw in my compatriots—so I chuckled as these two classmates of mine went at each other. They paused and focused on me; they asked what amused me. I responded that our friend’s claim on patriotism was amusing. I told him that he was not patriotic to Nigeria and that he was only patriotic to what he was personally gaining from the system. He was from a state where medical students were getting a level fourteen officer’s salary as monthly allowances and were also on the petroleum companies’ scholarships—some of them on two scholarships at the same time—while the other classmate was from another state where citizens rarely get a yearly bursary of 5,000 naira from their government, and they do not have access to scholarships either. I told my ‘patriotic’ classmate that Nigeria is an orphan state and that nobody bothers about an orphan if there is nothing to gain from him. He said I sounded like an ass, then walked away from us. The other classmate laughed and asked, ‘Where are you getting all this from?’ ‘It was just a thought,’ I told him. I added that I was just about to get to the good part.
About the Author:
Michael, a self-described realist with a touch of cynicism, is a UK-based, Nigerian-trained psychiatrist and the author of The Atrocities of Hope: An Analysis of the 'Nigeria Problem.'
Michael's lived experience in Nigeria, his inquisitive mind, and his ability to pull back and observe despite being involved combine well with his skills as a mental health expert to create this work.
Michael is a fellow of the West African College of Physicians, the Faculty of Psychiatry, and is an affiliate member of the Royal College of Psychiatry. He plies his trade as a psychiatrist in the Northwest of England. He describes himself as a member of a speciality that helps you in the fight against your worst enemy: yourself.
Michael is a husband, a father, a brother, an uncle, a friend, a neighbour, a member of the public, a lover of music, and a lover of movies and books.
Bea Tama is here to tell us about her paranormal romance Exiles on Earth.
There's also a great giveaway.
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Exiles on Earth
Bea Tama
Publication date: May 16th 2025
Genres: Adult, Paranormal, Romance
Stranded alien. Fierce farmer. One blown-up barn.
Ellen’s barely keeping her family farm afloat, clinging to dreams of what it could be—with a little luck and a lot of hard work. What she doesn’t need is a spaceship crashing onto her land, or the massive scaled alien who steps out of the wreckage. Now the barn she wanted to convert to a bed and breakfast is shattered all over the lawn, and this huge scaly dude is to blame.
Elia is a space-faring clone, bred for loyalty and survival. He fought for the chance to enter the prestigious Mating Games, only to be exiled for a crime he didn’t commit. Now, stranded on an uncharted world, he and his crew are at the mercy of an infuriated human female with fire in her eyes and no warriors of her own to protect her.
She is not fragile. But she is vulnerable. And something deep in Elia wants her. All he has to do is rebuild what he destroyed and guard her land and her dreams as fiercely as if they were his own.
But Ellen isn’t looking for a mate. And Elia is running out of time to prove that she should.
🔥 A sizzling sci-fi romance featuring a caring, exiled alien, a determined human heroine, and slow-burn tension that will leave you breathless. Perfect for fans of aliens on earth, forced proximity, and fierce heroines who refuse to back down. 🔥
“I promise we will not harm you. You have my word, our word, whatever assurances you need.” Ilia glances at the manacles, heaped in a pile in front of him. “We would never hurt any female.” His breath catches, scales flashing red, like a ruby. “Not deliberately.”
There’s something there, I know it.
“And yet, you blew up Ellen’s barn,” Laura says sternly.
“My deepest apologies. I steered as well as I could,” Arture, the pilot, explains.
“Nevare told us there was life in the way,” one of the triplets adds. “We avoided all loss of it.”
“And I saved you,” Ilia adds quietly, eyes sparking with challenge as he locks gazes with me, but then dropping his eyes again like he’s not allowed to look at me.
I’m grateful for him saving me from the explosion, same as he’s hopefully thankful I helped him subdue the robot. But looking at the scattered remains of my barn, hot flames burn in my chest.
“I wouldn’t have needed saving if you hadn’t literally dropped into my life and broken what remained of it. You might be happy as Larry once you fix your ship, but what am I going to do? I can’t raise money for a business, let alone repairs! You’ve really ruined everything, you know.”
He weathers my anger, an immoveable rock kneeling in the mud. “We’ll fix it,” he says, a rumble in his voice. “We’ll devote our labor to restoring your building before our ship. In order to do that, I ask you not to turn us in, unless the work isn’t to your satisfaction.”
I barely stop my jaw from dropping, the angry fire inside doused with cold. Wow.
“You’ll rebuild the barn to my specifications,” Arabella chimes in.
“What?” I hiss to her.
Arabella pulls me down close to her, and Laura and Nicole lean in. “Ellen, this is literally the answer to your prayers. Six guys straight from planet hot who will build the bed and breakfast just as you need it to be.” Arabella grins widely. Her smile wavers a little, but she’s always saying to take advantage of what the universe delivers, riding the waves and learning to surf what comes our way.
Is this it?
“They could be dangerous,” Laura whispers, glaring at the men beyond our huddle. “This play-nice attitude could switch at any time.”
I nod, taking that into account. “They could have started aggressively, they didn’t. And Floss likes him. They can’t leave the farm, or they’ll get caught. We can turn them in at any time.”
But my gut lurches at the idea of turning the big guys over to the police or the army. They’d lock them away, or use them for target practice. My gaze strays over to their hopeful faces, all awaiting what I’ll say.
Ilia raises his head. “If I may, I have a suggestion. A hostage, to guarantee our behavior.”
“A hostage?” My mouth goes dry.
“Yes.” He offers up his wrists, holding up the chains he’d been bound with. “Take me prisoner when we’re not working and, if my crew frighten you, kill me.”
“Drok na,” one of the triplets mutters, but while the other men’s nostrils flare, they stay quiet, eyes on the ground.
Author Bio:
Hi! I’m Bea Tama. Well, kind of. This is one of my few pen names; where I write about love falling from the stars, Becky Tama writes romantasy and fae adventures. Our other pen name is a USA Today Bestselling Author, but we don’t let that go to our heads.
I live in the UK not that far from Bristol, where Exiles on Earth is set, and secretly I dream of setting up an agri-business alongside writing about gorgeous aliens coming to help me with it.
Kira Stone is here to tell us about Immortal Heat, BDSM romance, gay, dark fantasy.
Read on for details...
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BDSM Romance, Gay, Dark Fantasy
Date Published: May 9, 2025
Three vampires battle the lives they left behind to build a future out of
the ashes of their pasts.
Immortal Steps: Tain, a renowned Celtic dancer, has bitter memories of his
first crush and the trainer who left him without a word. For years he's
flung himself from one brief romantic encounter to another, the subject of
tabloid gossip and speculation, always insisting he's not gay. When Kyle,
Tain's old mentor, comes back into Tain's life, the last thing Tain wants is
to give the man, or the vampire, a place in his heart.
Hidden Depths: Pat's devoted his life to locating the wreck of The
Pelican's Flight, sunk in 1692, along with forty other ships, when the
infamous town of Port Royal slid into the Caribbean. Jamie lost more than
his lover when The Pelican went down. Pat offers Jamie hope at finding his
ship, along with a chance at rediscovering love. Will the secrets they share
bring them together? Or tear them apart?
Vampires In Heat: Humans in Seattle are dying as a result of domestic cat
vampires and demonesses working together. The latest victim is Erron's
neighbor and best friend. Nolan, the leader of Seattle's Pacifistic Vampire
Clan, and Erron, an albino who is commonly mistaken for a vampire, team up
with the cat vamp leader to find the rogues who are killing needlessly and
trying to discredit vampire-kind. And just maybe, between them, they'll find
more than a remedy for this vampire scourge -- like love!
Publisher's Note: Immortal Steps, Vampires In Heat, and Hidden Depths have
been previously published as stand alone novellas.
EXCERPT
Excerpt from Immortal Steps
Alone, Kyle Lohan entered his private balcony at the Grampian Theater in
Edinburgh, Scotland. As he sat down, the house lights dimmed briefly to
signal a two minute warning before the show began. The box smelled faintly
of sex, although he doubted anyone without a vampire's heightened senses
could detect the erotic scent. Regardless, it was his own fault for sneaking
in to watch rehearsals the previous evening. He'd been unable to resist
tugging his cock in time with the heavy beat of the dancers as they
practiced.
Okay, not all the performers excited him. Just one.
Tain O'Halloran.
Tonight Kyle had better prepared for the public performance, or so he'd
thought. The quick release during his shower should have calmed his libido
enough to sit through the performance without a hard-on. But as the first
strains of a flute solo poured across the stage, the anticipation proved to
be more than his body could resist and his cock rose to an aching
fullness.
Tain. On stage. His stage.
How long had he waited for this? Worked for this? Dreamed of this?
Sometimes it seemed like forever. And yet, very soon, the moment he'd been
preparing for would arrive. One way or another, he would finally end his
long pursuit.
He adjusted the fit of his tuxedo pants as the chorus sprinted across the
stage. Their shoes hit the wooden floor in rhythmic, staccato beats,
flirting with the notes. Kyle couldn't stop his own feet from scuffing
against the floor in a pale imitation of the dancers' fancy footwork. Had
his heart been prone to beat, it would have been racing as fast as the
music.
A few more seconds...
Then, appearing out of a flash of light and smoke, bam! There he was. Tain
O'Halloran. The male lead's long, sleek black hair floated behind him as he
bounced in perfect synchronization with the little blond at his side. His
grey eyes flashed with pure joy and a little arrogance. A smile curved his
thin pink lips. And what that black leather did for his ass...
Kyle groaned softly as his cock twitched with longing, but he refused to
slake his lust. Privacy wasn't an issue, even during a public performance.
No, nothing mattered more than soaking up every moment of this night to tuck
away in his memories. If the evening didn't go as planned, this could be all
he had left to remember the talented young man come morning.
The first dance ended, and Kyle felt the tightness in his chest ease as
Tain exited stage right. He'd reappear several times throughout the
performance.
Kyle itched with anticipation for the next time, and the next... and the
next... By the second act, Kyle could pick out Tain's unique sweat from the
morass of odors permeating the air. The scent teased his cock like nothing
else. His whole body tensed as he imagined jumping over the balcony's rail
to land on top of the dancer's young bones, then fucking him to within an
inch of his life, claiming him on stage for all the world to see.
Well, that's one way to announce that you're back in his life, Kyle thought
with a rueful shake of his head. Definitely not one of your brightest ideas
though.
If anything, such a bold, stupid move would get him thrown out of Tain's
life for good. Kyle's goal was quite the opposite. If he had his way,
nothing would separate him from Tain ever again.
The show ended with a roar of applause that pulled the dancers back on
stage for a second encore. Vibrant and smiling under the lights, Tain looked
like he could hold out for a third reprise if the director let him. However,
the rest of the troupe wasn't fairing as well, so when the curtains closed
again the house lights came up.
The show was over, but Kyle's performance of a lifetime was about to
begin.
About the Author
Kira Stone has been around the block…the writer’s block, that
is.
From vamps and witches to historical heroes, from futuristic scientists to
paranormal corporate executives, from Canadian werewolves to off-world
shifters, Kira has written about them all. Manlove has sparked hot and heavy
in many of her plots, but Kira also finds a lucky lady to keep the sexy
heroes company from time to time. While Scotland remains her favorite place
in the world, Kira is constantly in search of new adventures to add to the
creative primordial ooze where her best stories are born.
Patricia C. Lee is here to tell us about Idle, Sadie Hawkins Mysteries book 2, an amateur sleuth mystery.
There's also a great giveaway.
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Some women run from trouble...others out-think it
Idle
Sadie Hawkins Mysteries Book 2
by Patricia C. Lee
Genre: Amateur Sleuth Mystery
Sadie Hawkins thought her toughest challenge was keeping her
small freight business afloat—until her best friend, Tanya Woods, is arrested
for murder. With the police convinced Tanya is guilty, Sadie attempts to prove
her friend's innocence before it’s too late.
As Sadie launches her own investigation with her crew, they use their special
skills and step outside the law to uncover dark secrets tied to StreetSmart;
Tanya’s workplace that provides a support system for rehabilitated young adult
offenders. While her search for the truth intensifies, Sadie and her associates
find themselves in a dangerous web of betrayal, lies, hidden motives, and
vengeance.
With her business at risk, her trust tested and best friend on the line, Sadie
must rely on both her instincts and the loyalty of those around her as she
strives to find the killer. However, in a world full of secrets, even friends
can become enemies and the truth might be more than she can handle.
In the heart of Texas, Sadie Hawkins' entrepreneurial dreams
take flight when a golden opportunity lands in her lap: hauling antiquities.
But when calamity strikes she finds herself not just fighting for her business,
but for her freedom.
Determined to clear her name, Sadie dives into her own
investigation, leaning on a motley crew of rehabilitated young adult offenders
known as StreetSmart for support. Racing against the clock, confronting both
her past and a deadly adversary, Sadie discovers that this mystery holds more
than just her future - it holds her life in the balance.
Embark on a gripping journey with Sadie as she untangles the
web of danger and deceit threatening to consumer her in this suspenseful
mystery that will keep you turning pages.
Pat is an
Amazon bestselling author and playwright who has had a love affair with the
written word since childhood, many times immersing herself in the stories of
Enid Blyton and Carolyn Keene. An active imagination gave inspiration to short
stories and her first play as a teen.
Her
full-length play, The Truth About Lies, was staged at a regional
theatrical competition in 2006. She was selected as "One of 50
Authors You Should be Reading" in 2012. One of her novels achieved a
finalist slot in the 2013 International Book Award Contest - fantasy category.
And her Daughters of the Crescent Moon Trilogy
garnered second place in the 2016 Paranormal Romance Guild Reviewers Choice for
Best Series. She is also the winner of
the 15th Annual Writer's Digest Short Story contest for A Holy Night.
Although
still in pursuit of a place truly called home, Pat shares her life with a
husband and cats, all of which claim rule over the house at one point or
another. Besides dreaming up the next novel, she enjoys traveling, baking,
camping, wine, and of course reading – not necessarily in that order. And she
believes chocolate should be its own food group.
M. Tasia is here to tell us about Ghost, Fire Lake Book 9, M/M LGBTQ contemporary military romance.
There's also a great giveaway.
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Sometimes you can't see love coming, but that doesn't mean
it isn't there.
Ghost
Fire Lake Book 9
by M. Tasia
Genre: M/M LGBTQ Contemporary Military Romance
The Thrilling Last
Story in the Fire Lake Series
THE INVISIBLE MAN
A cop down to his bones, Detective Ray Sommers has seen it all, and knows how
to trust his instincts.
While visiting an old friend, he finds what he knows with what he sees
colliding right in front of his eyes. A man has appeared from out of nowhere.
Literally. And in more ways than one, Ray's visit has gotten way more
complicated.
Darren, aka Ghost, ran from his traumatic past taking with him some
unbelievable secrets. But now he’s found a family where he’s been accepted for
the first time in his life.
Ray and Darren’s initial encounter might’ve been a bit unorthodox, but interest
sparks and their attraction is undeniable.
Ghost and his Fire Lake family are targeted by a powerful and ruthless man, and
they fight back with every weapon they have—of which Ghost is one.
Now that he’s found someone who genuinely sees him, he’s not sure he’ll live
long enough to enjoy him.
M. Tasia is an author who lives in Ontario, Canada. Michelle
is a dedicated people watcher, lover of romance novels, 80’s rock, and happily
ever afters (once the MCs have been put through their paces of course), who
grew up with a love of reading. Mother of three wonderful children, wife to one
understanding husband, and servant to two spoiled furry children who don’t seem
to realize, that they’re actually cats.
Michelle writes contemporary mm romance and believes love
should be shared and celebrated. After all, you deserve to have romance,
excitement, intrigue, and passion in your lives.
Katey Taylor is here to tell you about Same Place Same Stars, psychological.
There's also a great giveaway.
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Same Place Same Stars
Katey Taylor
Publication date: May 13th 2025
Genres: Adult, Psychological
Twenty-one-year-old Natalia battles a rare parasomnia sleep disorder that propels her to act violently, experience night terrors, and put herself in dangerous situations—all while she’s unconscious.
After waking up covered in unexplained bruises, she lands herself back in a mental facility. Making friends has never been easy, but at Awana, she quickly bonds with her fun-loving roommate Lindsay and falls for Gabriel, a handsome yet severely depressed resident she secretly meets at night.
As Natalia wrestles with the harsh side effects of her medication, her reality unravels, exposing disturbing truths about those she trusts most. Though romantic relationships are strictly forbidden at Awana, Gabriel becomes her lifeline amidst the chaos. To be with him, Natalia must risk everything—including her sanity, and she learns some choices carry devastating consequences.
Filled with shocking twists, Same Place, Same Stars, unpacks the many layers of what happens when you can no longer avoid dark secrets that refuse to be ignored.
My instinct is to run, but I don’t know how far my sore limbs will carry me.
Apathy is my last line of defense.
I reach for a baggy sweatshirt and leggings. This has become my uniform when I go away, not for any fashion statement but its functionality—it can be easily taken off before my body is searched by a nurse’s gloved hands. The pressure from the fabric causes me to hiss in pain. I carefully step each leg in to cover the tender scrapes and deep purple bruises along my pale white shins and thighs. The bruises are a reminder that I’ve messed up again.
I drag my worn leather suitcase that’s on its last leg away from our cottage and into the trunk of Olga’s station wagon. She doesn’t say a word as we head out of our driveway and onto the tree-dense highway. The branches are grayer than normal, though it could be my mood filtering the world in a cloud of indifference.
Olga rolls every window down even though it’s a brisk fifty-two degrees. Long drives make her sweat. I think she would never leave our small town if it were up to her, but I remain her forcing agent.
My eyes wander from the pastures filled with cows and horses to Olga and her wild blowing hair that is unusually more silver than black for someone in their thirties.
“So, what’s this ward like?” I ask, trying to break the tense silence.
“Don’t call it that. That’s not what it’s called. This is a treatment center.”
She turns up her classical piano playlist, the one she plays to calm her nerves, then hands me a folded piece of stock paper filled with smiling faces of young adults—those who, like me, are not teenagers anymore but not quite what I would consider adults either. Much like our mental state, we’re something in between.
The brochure states this center isn’t government funded. By the looks of it, it seems far out of the budget of Olga’s ballet studio salary and my unemployed status, but it claims as part of their philosophy that they take on special cases free of charge. Just my luck, they happened to have room for a last-minute drop-in.
After the stunt I pulled last night, I’m sure Olga would be willing to pay any price.
Author Bio:
Katey Taylor is a San Francisco Bay Area-based author and published poet, with work featured in online magazines such as DarkWinter Lit, SWAAY, and Fauxmoir. She’s recognized for her ability to address complex topics with sensitivity and depth. To find out more about her previous and upcoming novels, visit www.kateytaylor.com
Raquel Gabrielle is here to tell you about her fantasy romance Legend of the Forest.
There's also a great giveaway.
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Legend of the Forest
Raquel Gabrielle
Publication date: April 25th 2025
Genres: Adult, Fantasy, Romance
Mia has always been drawn to the unusual, a fascination that’s made her an outcast. The world beyond their wall is shrouded in mystery, with few stories to go on—mostly fairy tales or fragments about the Old Ones. No one other than the guards dare to venture into the woods, and those who have don’t return the same, if at all.
When a creature is captured in town, it sparks a chain of events that brings more dangers from the edges of the forest—some friendly, some not. As Mia helps the creature escape, she never expects to journey into the dark woods and unravel secrets beyond her wildest imagination.
There, she meets Haddox, a golden, irresistible man who offers passion and freedom like she’s never known. Then there’s Grey, his polar opposite—stoic, mysterious, and a constant thorn in her side. The tension between them boils over, until they can no longer ignore the undeniable connection between them.
Mia scrunched up the paper in her fist. She stared at the beige wall. She could not believe what she had read. Thoughts raced through her mind, and her throat tightened with emotion. The urge to scream was so strong she took a huge bite of bread, stuffing her face. The bread tasted like burned ash. As she swallowed the bread, her stomach turned sour at the thought of taking another bite. She then turned the light down low, making it more difficult to read the letter. The letters on the paper blurred together as tears filled her eyes.
“She will never accept me. Never accept anything I try or do. She will force my hand into the pictures she has chosen for me.” Tears fell down her cheeks, stifling her cry with her hands over her mouth.
A scratch at the back door caught her attention, stopping her hot tears and sniffles. Everything froze and was quiet for a moment before another scratch. The letter fell from her fingers as she went to the door. Giving the door a curious look, she loosened the tie to move the cloth and look out the window. The darkness made it hard to see what was out there. Cracking it open, icy rain pelted her bare hand. The water was cool against the heat that radiated from her.
A snout pushed hard against the opening. A body wriggled in and slid through before she could close it. Mia jumped back, surprised that the creature from earlier came barreling in, sniffing the ground. Electric blue fur with black stripes streak across the kitchen, heading back to her. Powerful limbs scrambled across the wood as his eyes feast on the hand still holding the bread. Pulling a chair out, she blocked the beast, guarding herself from being attacked.
“You hungry?” she questioned. Wanting to calm the creature long enough to settle down.
Jumping up, its hindquarters remained on the ground; its front paws landed on the chair seat. It used its front two paws to lift itself closer, reaching for the bread that was just out of grasp.
Lifting her hand up, she kept it away. “Food, you want?” She broke off a small piece, placing it right through the back bars of the chair furthest from its teeth. She pulled her hand back through the bars quickly, not wanting to get her fingers bitten off.
With a sniff of the food, a long tongue came out, licked it, and then gobbled it up. Its eyes were dark as it waited there patiently for more.
“Food?” It croaked out when neither one moved for a while.
Dropping the bread all together, Mia’s eyes go wide. “Did you just talk?”
“Food!” it said louder, giving a happy howl of excitement as it jumped down, attacking the food that had rolled. The bread disappeared in a matter of minutes. “More?” The creature cocked its head to the side and gave sad eyes.
“Oh, umm. You want more?” Her eyes searched the kitchen. She had not seen any more bread. “Are you a boy or a girl?”
“Boy.” He shuffled, coming up behind her.
“Do you have a name?”
“Bloo.” He hopped up and down, his nails clicking on the floor.
“Blue, oh, because of your coloring?”
Shaking his head. “Bloooo,” he enunciated.
“Bloo?” She shrugged her shoulders, going along with it. Opening a cabinet, she took out some plain cereal and grabbed a handful. She kneeled on the ground, holding her palm out to him. “Can I pet you? Don’t eat me, okay?”
“Food?”
“No, I’m not food. But yes, food is here.” She placed it on the ground beside her. Bloo’s steps were unsure and wary of her movements.
AUTHOR BIO:
Raquel Gabrielle resides in Oklahoma with her husband, dogs and cat. She grew up loving stories so much that she even made up her own tales. Writing has helped her in many ways and continues to do so. Writing has always been there for her and something she will always fall back to when things get tough.
If she isn’t writing or telling stories, you can find her hanging out with friends or traveling. She loves to see the world and all its wonders.
She mostly dabbles in Urban Fantasy but has been known to go outside the box from time to time.