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Welcome Author Kenneth Hoss

Today I am thrilled to have author Kenneth Hoss here to talk a little about his latest release.

Manhattan at sunsetWhen a murder investigation turns Detective Kelli Storm’s attention to a drug kingpin, the last thing she expected was to find a link to her father’s killer from twenty years earlier.
The Washington Height’s neighborhood has turned deadly for NYPD detectives Kelli Storm and Bill Hayes. A young woman is murdered and Kelli tracks the killer to a Gentleman’s Club in Manhattan. After an unwilling witness is assaulted and left dying, Kelli and Bill turn their investigation in a new and more dangerous direction. When the DEA steps in and takes over, Kelli is forced off the case.
Working behind the scenes, she pulls out one of her father’s old case files and starts making connections she never would have dreamed possible. An old gun, new witnesses and danger lurking in the shadows have storms rising all over New York City.

A few things about Storm Rising (A Kelli Storm Novel Book 1)
Storm Rising, the first book in a four book series is set in the 33rd Precinct of the NYPD, Washington Heights. I chose this Precinct because Kelli’s father worked out of the 34th, which at the time was the only precinct for all of Washington Heights. Kelli wanted to follow in her father’s footsteps and become a cop, or more precisely, a detective. Her assignment to the 33rd was just sheer luck of the draw.
Basing my books on an actual police department, and especially one as prestigious as the NYPD made it a little more difficult to say the least. Not only did I have to create Kelli’s world, I had to adhere to actual department procedures and terminology. For instance, did you know that the NYPD is the only department to use the term forthwith? For example, if an officer is shot, his or her partner would get on the radio and call for assistance. It might go something like this: “This is Officer Jones, badge number 12345, requesting an 85 forthwith to my location for a 10-13, officer down.”
Another thing that I have found that confuses some people, or at least they have told me they didn’t know what I meant when I put it in my books is the abbreviation RMP. No, it doesn’t stand for Royal Canadian Mounted Police, which is RCMP. An RMP is what most people would call a patrol car, except that the NYPD refers to them as a Radio Motor Patrol. Makes sense now, doesn’t it?
Along with the terminology, I also had to know department policies such as what happens after an officer involved shooting, what firearms they are allowed to carry both on and off-duty, and a myriad of other things. Some would think it too tedious or troublesome to delve so deep into the rules and regulations of a department as big as the NYPD. Actually, it was quite enlightening and far from tedious. It also helped that I had the assistance of a former NYPD police officer to aid me in my research.
All in all, it is the research and a desire to make the book not only entertaining, but factually accurate that makes it what it is. Of course, creating all of this around one kickass detective made it so much easier.
Storm Rising (A Kelli Storm Novel Book 1) is now available in eBook format from the following retailers: Paperback version coming soon.







She exited onto McLean and got into the left turn lane, waiting for the light. Glancing in her rearview, she noticed a black SUV a few cars back. It was a black SUV that pulled in behind Bill and Sherry and shot up their car. The light changed and Kelli made her turn.
The SUV followed and sped up, moving into the right lane and passing the other cars. The light changed and Kelli sped up. The SUV picked up speed and ran the red, causing two other cars to collide.
Traffic forced her to slow down and the SUV pulled in behind her. Her heart raced, and so did her mind. There were too many people on the streets, and innocent civilians could get hurt.
She made a quick right and punched the accelerator. The vehicle followed, squealing its tires as it made the turn. Kelli raced past the houses, sounding her horn as she approached intersections. She knew exactly where to lead them—Tibbetts Brook Park. It would be closing soon, minimizing possible casualties.
Kelli checked her rearview and could see them closing. She glanced at the speedometer. The needle pushed fifty. She slowed, made a sharp right, and punched the accelerator. The SUV turned a few seconds later. She thought about calling Kevin, but couldn’t get to her phone.
Her destination was still several blocks away, and the driver of the SUV pushed it. Her next turn came up and she took it, tires screeching on the pavement. The SUV skidded into the turn and she pushed the gas pedal to the floor. Her next turn would be coming up soon.
They closed again, but she couldn’t let the driver catch up. She saw her turn ahead and pushed her car to its limits, topping sixty. She hit the brakes, slid into the turn, and punched it again.
She passed the high school track where the road began to curve, forcing her to slow. The SUV closed and rammed her from behind. Her car lurched forward, and she fought for control. There were still houses around, and she had to make it to the park.
She pressed her foot on the accelerator and the car leapt forward, leaving them behind. She crossed Midland Avenue and entered the park. The road took a sharp curve to the right and she took it wide, maintaining her speed.
They closed again and she wanted to put an end to the chase. She slammed on the brakes and spun the wheel to the right, spinning the car sideways and coming to a stop in the middle of the road. She jumped out, drew her Glock and took cover.
The SUV screeched to a stop and three men in masks jumped out, one with an AK-47, the other two with handguns. With the car as cover, she stood and took aim at the three men. “NYPD, drop your weapons.” The men advanced and fired. Kelli dropped to the ground while bullets pelted her car and showered her with glass.

Welcome Author Sheri Velarde!

Today I would like to welcome back author and friend Sheri Velarde. I thought we would get to know her a little better, so without further ado, here is her author interview and a little look at her latest release, Between Love and War.

  1. What genre(s) do you write? I mainly am known as a paranormal romance author, though I am always pushing and expanding. I have a pulp fiction book coming soon, a light horror piece as well. I dabble in anything and everything. I am trying to grow as an author at all time.
  2. What was the hardest part of writing your book? Keeping the focus on Ares and Mania only. As my Gods Behaving Badly cast expands I keep getting other characters whispering in my ear that they want more page time. Lol They will each get a story of their own eventually.
  3. Are you a plotter or a pantser? Total pantser even though it even drives me nuts! I wish I plotted more, I really do, but I just like to write and see where the characters take me. Half the time the end is a surprise even to me!
  4. How long have you been a writer? I’ve been writing as long as I can remember, though I never dreamed of submitting my work. A good wanted to read one of my stories and encouraged me to try to get it published. The rest is history I suppose. I’ve been a published author going on four years now.
  5. How much time did it take from writing your first book to having it published? Truthfully only about six months. Once I decided to submit something finally, well things just picked up speed. I am still in shock that I have not only one, but multiple books published now.
  6. What other careers have you had? Retail, PR, restaurant, merchandising, you name it, there is a chance I have done it.
  7. What else would you like readers to know about you or your work? I love all things creative. I paint, make jewelry, love music. I think creativity feeds the soul. That’s why I am so supportive of other authors as well as artists of all walks of life.
  8. What is your favorite vacation spot? Paris. Do I need to say more? London is a close second. I am just in love with Europe as a whole!
  9. Which food could you not live without? Spaghetti. It’s my go to comfort food. Big juicy hamburgers and fries would be a close second, followed by pizza.
  10. If you could travel anywhere in the world where would you travel? Cape Town, South Africa. One of these days. I also want to visit Greenland. Don’t know why, I just do.


Between Love and War

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Sighing with relief that she hadn’t slammed the door in his face, he offered her a coffee. “I know it’s early for you, but I just couldn’t wait any longer. I spent the whole night kicking myself for the way I behaved yesterday. I was so emotional and confused I even called my sister for advice. I never call anyone for advice, let alone the goddess of love.”
“What advice did Aphrodite have?” Maia asked curiously, a slight smile playing on her face.
“To stop acting like an ass and to come and talk to you,” he admitted.
Maia actually laughed. “I always did like her. Come sit down. I really wanted to talk to you after I saw you standing outside, but you ran so fast. I tried going to your hotel as well, but they said you were no longer staying there. Your phone had been disconnected. How did you managed to disappear entirely so quickly? I was afraid I’d never see you again or get to explain what you saw.”
“And what did I see?” Ronan held his breath as he waited for an answer.
“Not something to warrant such a strong reaction, though I suppose if you had been the one who had seemingly blown me off and then I found you in the arms of another woman I would have reacted badly as well.” She took a break to sip some coffee and nibble on her croissant. Her lips were making it hard for Ronan to concentrate. All he wanted to do was capture them with his own. “My friend and business partner lost his father the other day. I spent the day before yesterday taking care of things so that he wouldn’t have to. You saw me comforting him when you stopped by. There was nothing romantic about that hug. I swear.”
“So there’s still hope for me?” Ronan asked, leaning forward, close enough to kiss her, but not daring to just yet.
“There will always be hope for you when it comes to me, Ronan. I’ve always loved you…”
He didn’t need to hear any more. He leaned in and captured her lips, kissing her like he wished he had at her opening. He knew he shouldn’t push her, that he should pull away and give Maia the space his sister advised, but the magic, love, and lust swirling around as he kissed her wouldn’t let him. He had been searching for this ever since the fall and he had lost his one true love. Now that he had her again he didn’t know if he could ever let her go. The good news was that Maia wasn’t fighting or trying to pull back. Instead she leaned into the kiss, moaning softly. That was all the encouragement that he needed. He grabbed Maia and pulled her closer, lifting her easily and settling her on his lap. She wrapped her arms around his neck, never breaking their kiss.

Author Bio:
Sheri Velarde, lives in New Mexico with her fiancé and their two dogs.
Being an avid reader since an early age, she has wanted to be a writer for as long as she can remember. She has been writing all her life, but only recently started to actually try to pursue her dream of writing for a living. She specializing in paranormal romance and erotic romance.
She is constantly putting out new material with various publisher, so it is best to keep up with her on her website www.sherivelarde.weebly.com.
In her spare time Sheri is an artist, jewelry designer, and freelance non-fiction writer.
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