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New COVER Reveal

Posted on: November 13, 2012



Look at this AWESOME cover made by Sara York!

OMG, isn’t it gorgeous? LOVELY! 

It’s for the m/f novella i’m doing in December for a close friend based off of African Sun, the het series 

Michael tarted and I will finish. 

There is an m/m in the series too called Discord and Rhyme about the gay couple in the book.

However, this series turns from het, to gay, to mmf in the matter of 3 books. LOL

This book is a spinoff with the two main characters in a different setting. 

To give you a taste, here is a scene from African Sun Book 1

In this scene, we meet Rhoda and he main character Sakina along with Dr. Nicholas Fairlight


“Ah, Sakina Wajbutu, how are you darlin’?” The voice of Nurse Rhoda Maire woke her from her daydream. Sakina was looking out the cafeteria’s window thinking of what she should do about seeing Dr. Fairlight in the supplies’ cabinet once again.


Nurse Rhoda Maire was a RN from the United States. She had been serving in the Peace Corps some five years in South Africa before being told she was needed in Tanzania. Rhoda had proven herself to be a good friend to Sakina; almost like the older sister she never had.


“I’m good, Rhoda. How are you?”


“Lovely, pretty girl,” she smiled, kissing young Sakina on the head. Rhoda hated the fact that Sakina could not take time to learn to be a RN due to her mother’s illness, for she knew the poor girl had to run home directly after volunteering to help her mom with meals, going to the bathroom, and any other everyday tasks.


“That’s nice, and I thought I told you not to call me that. I am not all that beautiful.”


Rhoda put her hands on Sakina’s shoulders, “You are too, girl. Stop saying that!”


Sakina attempted to smile at Rhoda but her heart was too heavy to do so. Sakina often wore her emotions on her sleeve; when people saw her, they knew exactly what she was feeling.


Sakina had never really had much of a childhood. Being the only surviving child of Aleownke Wajbutu and Dakora Bekogne-Wajbutu had its drawbacks, especially when both her parents had been sickly for a large part of her life. Unfortunately, Sakina’s mother and father had lost three children during childbirth; doctors even said that it was a miracle that Sakina made it since Dakora was never, if truth be told, healthy enough to bear children.


Sakina’s father, Aleownke, died of prostate cancer when she was only seven. As she got older, Sakina was convinced that because of where they lived, he could not be given the proper care needed to give preventive information or save him from an untimely passing. That was a big part of the reason as to why she wanted to become a nurse. Still a child of old traditions, she did not think that she could be a doctor since she was female.


In addition to being handicapped, Dakora Bekogne-Wajbutu was diagnosed with breast cancer just three years ago. Because Sakina volunteered there and the Wajbutu family was very familiar to the hospital, Nurse Maire and others chipped in to pay for Dakora’s radiation treatment. Rhoda also helped Sakina by going to her home on weekends to help care for Dakora, giving the girl a much needed break from caring for her ailing mother as well as allowing Sakina to work in a clothing store near Dar Es Salaam.


“Sakina, I know that times are hard, but they will get better, I assure you.” With her hands still placed on Sakina’s arms, she tried uplifting the young woman. “Someday your mother will recover from her illness and the man of your dreams will come here to take care of you and your mom. I assure you, it will happen…”


Sakina shook her head, “So easy to say, Rhoda,” she exhaled, looking down at the floor. “Fairytales are for books and dramatic plays, not for real life. Besides, it is not a man I seek anyway. I only wish to become a RN like you and assist my country in dispelling this problematic healthcare we have here.”


Rhoda gripped Sakina, “Little girl, you are saying that you don’t even want to know what it’s like to fall in love with someone, to have that person by your side?”


“I do, someday, after I finish school for nursing and work, then yes…”


The older lady cupped Sakina’s chin. “Don’t you get lonely, Sakina?”


Sakina tilted her head a little. “Yeah, but I have my mom to keep me company.”


Rhoda chuckled. “Sakina…”


“No, I have never had a man, Rhoda, never really wanted one. A lot of the men, they are only after one thing, sex, nothing else.”


“And what is wrong with that, Sakina?”


Sakina laughed. “Rhoda, do not talk like that in here, in front of strangers.”


Rhoda waved her hand. “Oh Sakina, all these people are not listening to us. Look girl, you are too young not to be concerned with having someone in your life.”


Just as the two women walked, Dr. Olly Desgego passed them by, nodding while talking to a fellow physician. Both ladies grinned, laughing a little when he looked back and winked.


“Well Sakina, there you go. He’s handsome, he’s a doctor, he is all man…I say you should go for it,” she said as Dr. Fairlight stepped into the cafeteria.


Sakina, not noticing that Nicholas had come in, chided Rhoda, “He was not looking at me, Rhoda; he was, as you say in America, checking you out.”


Nicholas turned up his lip, his green eyes meeting Rhoda’s. “Hello, Rhoda. I think we may have the pleasure of working together today. There is a patient coming in that will need your expertise,” he drawled and wet his lips while looking at her.


Sakina raised an eyebrow. “Maybe I should be going…”


Rhoda grinned like a Cheshire cat. “Well that is magnificent, Dr. Fairlight. What time should I be ready to meet you and where?”


“I suppose at about six, in the Doctor’s lounge after you have gotten into your scrubs. I’ll see you then alright?” Fairlight lowered his head in Sakina’s direction walking to the table where the other young physicians were having lunch.


Sakina watched him as did Rhoda, “Hello, Rhoda, are you okay?” said Sakina.


She licked her top lip, “Yep…”


“Uh, Rhoda, were you checking out Dr. Fairlight?”


Rhoda’s eyes were still on him. “Oh yes, child. I been doing that a long time too, because, I happen to like a little cream in my coffee, if you know what I mean.”


Sakina looked befuddled. She was still learning a lot of the American slang and phrases. “I guess…”

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