I’d been cleaning toilets and scrubbing floors ever since the day my world collapsed. It was all thanks to that stupid Civil Were War and pack politics.
Because of all that, no one in the Rose Moon Pack spoke to me. And that was perfectly fine. As far as I was concerned, the only person I could trust was myself.
My parents died during the war. Lenox and his rogue pack killed my father, the Alpha of the Blood Moon. My mother was slaughtered by association. At...
This is a post I talked about two years ago from Facebook when I was at my last straw with the "Almighty Zon." But it is STILL relevant today.
My post focuses on the bots. My book that I wanted to publish is indie, but that's not the ONLY books that get flagged sometimes.
SOMETIMES an author working with a small publisher will have problems with the bots, too! And that is the focus of this blog post.
A lot of us authors are tired of the bots that don't talk to you. A lot of us are tired of...
When Lenox, my father forced me to leave our pack and my Fallon I was heartbroken. I couldn’t understand why he’d make me leave my mate. She was the only one I’d ever love—how could my own father not understand this? I didn’t mind that my future father-in-law was the co-alpha with my father until it was time for them to retire and for me and Fallon to take over. I was comfortable with being a beta for the next 20 years. It felt right this way. The way White Wolf Waya wanted it.
But instead,...
I can’t believe you lied to me all those millennia ago, and now, now that I’d most definitely wrap my head around the possibility of aliens, you somehow continue to keep this twisted religious reality alive merely to keep the truth from me. I don’t understand why you perseve it’s okay for humans to worship you. That’s narcissistic at best for any being to keep up such pretenses.
Having said that, it’s one thing to stretch the truth, mainly because of what we are. The mortals don’t exactly...
I practically worship the ground this woman walks on. Very few words in any language describe what I feel for this goddess, but I’ll try anyway.
We were born from great power because our family line dates all the way back to the first woman on earth, Lilith. This is why the Kersh line of family witches is so strong and deeply rooted in alchemy magic.
Our love story begins in 300 BC when Skye, known as Aset in that lifetime, first came to me. All of Egypt’s eligible daughters were brought to me...
In the coming weeks, these two series will be temporarily unavailable because I've regained my rights back from the publisher. They will come down and then put back up as soon as I can.
At this time, the covers will remain the same because I'll need to order them for my book signings, but stay tuned for a possible revamp!
Happy Reading,
Amanda
Surely you can’t think that I’m a hussy? I’m very particular these days after Adam. Wait? Now, you believe that I’m fickle? Well, I can assure you that both traits were defined by a man who found it difficult to communicate with a vivacious woman such as myself.
I blame Yudi for much of my dilemma early on. Sure, most humans blame their creators, or rather, parents, for their miserable existence. But to be fair, I was the first woman ever made and I call dibs on my creator being the most royal...
Yeah... It's certainly been a hot minute since I've posted anything in a blog form, for sure! The past couple of years or so have been a little hard on me and I kinda became a recluse again, shunning myself from the outside world and social media--eek!
Part of that had to do with me being "band mom", part of it was my hormones being out of whack, and part of was my health. Anxiety got the best of me, along with bouts of depression, and mood swings. I could blame it solely on menopause--because...
