Friday, July 22, 2011

Friday Night Frights

Friday Night Frights


Imari Jade

What the hell is wrong with the Internet and my Yahoo? I don’t know what’s going on by my virus protector is about to run. I don’t think it’s the computer, I think some stupid person could be hacking Explorer this time.

Anyway, I got caught in the rain at break time this morning. Four of us were outside on break when it started to rain. Three of us ran inside, and one stayed out. The three of us got soaking wet trying to get back to the office before our breaks ended, while the other one waited for the rain to end, not carrying if she was late or not. How come good people get punished for following rules? So I run into the first floor bathroom for some paper towels to dry off with and I notice that I have to matching wet spots on my blouse at the nipple point. One of the ladies laughed and told me it looks like milk leaking. I didn’t think that was funny. So I had to use my hands to cover up the wet spots until I got into my office and put on my sweater. I dried about an hour later.

I got on the bus this afternoon and sat in the first available seat I could find. I put my MP3 buds into my ears, pulled out my Pandigital Reader and pushed the button to turn it on. A man sat down next to me and kept bumping me with his arm. Okay, you’re bigger than me but I paid for this seat so stay on your own side, I thought. Then he turns around and asks me about my reader. Duh? I have ear buds in my ear. I can’t hear you. I pull one of them out. Bad move. He starts a conversation. First of all, he smells like beer. Then he asks me if I work at Taco Bell. I’m dressed in blue dress pants and a blue shirt with blue roses around the collar. The last time I checked Taco Bell workers wore uniforms. Then he starts telling me about this business he has opened, but his daughter is running it. It has something to do with tools, and they’ve decided to split the business 60/40. Then an eighteen wheeler passes on the left side of the bus and he tells me that his grandson wants one and he promised to buy him one. Okay, I’m not the brightest bulb in the world when it comes to some things, but my instincts tell me that he lives in a fantasy world better than any I can create, and I know he does not one, own a tool shop, or two, can afford to buy his grandson an eighteen wheeler.

I have my hand on the reader button the entire while he’s talking. Then he tells me that he’s never seen me on the bus before. I’ve been riding that bus for years, and I have seen him before. The only problem is that I’m usually sitting somewhere on the other side and toward the back reading or writing, but all those seats were taken. Why do people want to tell me their life story? He goes on to say that his wife gets mad at him when he doesn’t come straight home when it’s raining. She accuses him of being with other women…which he denies. You’re trying to hit on me on the bus so you think I’m going to fall for this. He told me that he was going to stop at a bar and get a couple of beers before he goes home, and later he and his family were going out to eat Red Lobster.

He asks me if I have a car.

“No, I don’t like to drive.”

Apparently he doesn’t have a car either so why ask this stupid question if you see me on the bus with you?

Somewhere along the way he asks me if I’m off for the day.

“No, “ I tell him. “My day is just beginning?”

He doesn’t understand or perhaps he thinks I don’t understand his question. “Aren’t you just getting off of work?”

“Yes, but I’m on my way to my second job,” I tell him. I didn’t tell him that my second job is writing.

“You have two jobs?” he asked.

“Yes,” I told him.

“What does your husband think about that?”

“I think he should be damn happy he has a wife whose working?” I told him.

What is wrong with people? I don’t have to ask my husband to allow me to work? One, I don’t have a husband, and when I did have one I didn’t have to ask permission to do anything. The same thing happened to me a couple of months ago when I was shopping in Wal-Mart. An old man asked me why I was spending all my husband’s money on groceries. You see, my basket was running over, as it usually is. I didn’t need to tell him that southern women cook and that their families come to dinner most of the time. It was none of his business but he proceeded to follow me around the store and make comments. Wal-Mart is lucky I didn’t leave the basket and walk out of the store.

Now back to the other story. He finally gets his butt off the bus at the Walkertown terminal. By now I’m pissed because it’s too late to read since I only have about a mile to go (which in bus rider terms that about 15 minus of riding and stopping). And it’s a very good story and I only have a couple more pages left. The writer has one of the leading men in a precarious position and I wanted to find out how it ends. But it had to wait because once I step inside my door I transform into either Maw Maw or Imari, which mean either I’m being bossed around by toddlers or I’m writing.

First of all, please do not entertain me with conversation if you see damn ear buds in my ears and I’m reading. Two. I do not want to talk. Three. I do not want to talk to men reeking of beer. And four, I do not want to date old guys, who don’t have cars, who live in fantasy worlds and who think that I need a man to take care of me.

So I get in and I turn on Twitter. It won’t load. Foxfire won’t load, Explorer is acting stupid, so I decided to get off the Internet and write this blog while I’m waiting for the scheduled virus protector to run.

Now back to the blog title.

I found out today that a book I thought was going to be released on August 1, 2011 was released on July 19, 2011. So here is the new title: Cursed. Publisher: MoonGypsy Press.

Isn’t the book cover gorgeous?

For those of you who don’t know, I don’t only right erotic romance. I also write paranormal and horror. This is the blurb. Yes, the book has sex in it, and vampires and werewolves.

Roxanne Toussant returns to her hometown of Gabriel Corners, Canada to find the whereabouts of the creature that killed her father and best friend when she was a little girl. No one believed her back then but she joined the Royal Canadian Mounties to prove them wrong. Days after she returns women started disappearing, followed by bodies popping up all over the place. Aided by her partner Dominick Bienvenu and the town’s coroner, Alexander Du Monde, Roxanne takes on the town of skeptics while, hobnobs with the town’s elite while slaying all the other monsters that have appeared since she arrived.

Royce Carauld had no idea that beautiful young woman he saw in a restaurant would be the woman of his dreams. But as he falls in love with her he knows that he cannot be completely honest with her because he guards a family secret that he can’t tell her about. All the male members of his family are drawn to her and don’t know why. Royce has ordered them all to stay away from her until he can discover what makes her so different. They all listen except his uncle Simon, who turns out to be a thousand year old vampire who also knows about the monster in the woods.

Genre: Paranormal/Horror | Content Advisory: 3 | 104,046 words

Buy Link:

It’s available at the above website and will be available on Amazon soon.

It’s also available here:

You can read an excerpt at both sites.

So what does this mean? I have to stay up tonight to promote it because I think I have another book release tomorrow. Sometimes these things are organized and I know about them way ahead of time, and sometimes they’re not.

Either way I will have three new books in circulation which means I have to get my web mistress to update my gorgeous website. I intended to come into this house and call the cable people to come out, but once again, things never quite work out the way you plan them.

Saturday, July 16, 2011

Upcoming Events

Upcoming Events


Imari Jade

Good morning,

I can’t believe July is almost over. I’ve been very busy so I haven’t had much time to socialize. Five days a week I work as a financial analyst and a month ago our office moved into a beautiful new building in Algiers, Louisiana. The only problem is most of the site is still under construction. We had to wade through mud and water a couple of days last week, and the Internet sucks, but on the good side it’s a much lovelier building than what we were in. One of the downsides is that I have no sense of direction and I get lost trying to find my office every day.

I’d like to remind you all about the release of my new book, “Prying Eyes,” debuting Monday, July 18, 2011 at Total Ebound. You can pre-order it right now at:

Hopefully it will be available for Kindle and Nook real soon.

Also on Monday, I will be a blog guest at:

Teresa Jones’ Writing on the Go blog:


Interracial and Multicultural Books (IRMC Books):

Please stop by and leave a comment.

My upcoming releases include:


Curse – (Horror Romance) – A female Royal Canadian Mountie hunts for a serial murderer in Gabriel Corners, Canada.

MoonGypsy Press -

Bite Me (Part of the Midnight Thirst Anthology) – (M/M) – A young man falls prey to a sexy male vampire.

Melange Books -


Rhapsody – (Menage) – A beauty female singer almost destroys a rock band because she can’t make a decision between the two lead male singers.

Total Ebound:

Will update more later.

Series Notes

In Deep Kimchi – Sugar and Spice Press (Book 1) – (Doing well).

Saranghae (I Love You) – Sugar and Spice Press (Book 2) – (Surprising Everyone)

Untitled Book – Sugar and Spice Press (Book 3) – Almost finished.

Coming Soon

Kiss Tomorrow Goodbye – Horror/Vampire/Romance – MoonGypsy Press

French Teasers – (Chocolate, Boys and Bed) – M/M Romance - Lethe Publishing

Imari Jade

Monday, July 4, 2011

Coming July 18, 2011


Total E-Bound

Prying Eyes


Imari Jade

White sandy beaches, crystal blue waters, and beautiful naked bodies. What more can a voyeur ask for?

Fashion model Michael Richards has always liked and admired his female modeling partner Amelia Wilson from the moment he first laid eyes on her. Amelia is the girl next door with the peaches and cream complexion, the type of woman you wanted to take home to meet your parents and nicest person you ever wanted to meet.

But curious by nature Michael feels that there is something not right with this picture. No one can be this perfect and he is bound and determined to find out what truly makes Amelia tick. So when the chance comes up for the two of them to travel to the Bahamas for a photo shoot Michael quickly volunteers to drive the two of them to Florida to board the airplane, figuring a few days in his company is either enough to bore Amelia to tears or get her to shed a bit of her inhibitions.

Amelia Wilson has a dirty little secret and the last person she wants to find out about it is her partner Michael Richards.

Michael is cultured, refined and drop dead gorgeous with all that blond hair and mesmerizing green eyes. What would he think of her if he knew that she had a thing for watching people making love? Or if he found out that she got turned on by watching dirty movies? Would he be so anxious to fly to a tropical island with her to get to know her better? Or would he toss her out of the car and tell her to get back to New York the best way she can?


Pre-Order your copy today.