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Black Girl Magic continues and deepens the work of the first BreakBeat Poets anthology by focusing on some of the most exciting Black women writing today. This anthology breaks up the myth of hip-hop as a boys’ club and asserts the truth that the cypher is a feminine form.

In the shadows of ancient Benin, a demonic presence stalks an innocent girl on the cusp of womanhood. Seduced by this sinister stranger's fatal charm, the girl's soul descends into eternal damnation as she becomes one of the undead - a vampire slave to the merciless Promise Keeper. For centuries across continents, the Promise Keeper haunts his victim's every move, invading her mind with violent commands in an unholy pact sealed in blood. Just as she dares hope his reach cannot extend to the glamour of New York City, an ill-fated romance once again shackles the reluctant asiman to her master.

"Crescendo is a riveting, yet horrifying tale of one man's descent into insanity, and author Wood straps the reader into his or her seat and refuses to let go until the very last gasp, shiver and groan is delivered in vividly rendered detail." (Denise M. Clark, author of Cross the Line and A Man’s War)

Meet Detective Charlotte Justice, a black woman in the very white, very male, and sometimes very racist LAPD. It is 48 hours into the LA riots, and she and her fellow officers are exhausted. She saves curfew-breaking black doctor Lance Mitchell from a potentially lethal beating from some white officers -- only to discover nearby the body of one-time radical Cinque Lewis, the thug who years before had murdered her husband and young daughter. Was it a random shooting or was Mitchell responsible?

A college student, Natalie Wright. She hasn't had it easy for years, emotionally. Her one safe haven is music. Soul-breaking, body-quaking lyrics sung in such a voice the emotions are conveyed onto you. Enter Ryan "Steele" Hurst, a chart topping lead singer in the rock band Steele's Army. The band's songs are about cheapening the meaning of love. They project the bad-boy image.

In Currency, Wood has pulled off a first novel that captures the listener with a pause-registering adventure, while it addresses head-on the most pressing and intense global economic, military and political issues of our very challenging current times. Wood's real world experience on both Wall Street and at the center of the US Military Special Operations world, combine with his love of history and command of current global issues, to create a story that is as intense and gripping as it is timely.

Connor is living in Israel, enjoying the good life, when his world changes in a matter of seconds for good. Will he see Natasha again? What is the world searching for before it's too late? What is the motherland? I'm more excited about this book than any I have written so far. It's a powerful story. Motherland is a hair-raising thrill ride of suspense. The ending is shocking of course; as usual, you won't see it coming.

Aura cannot find out that I'm alive. If she does, it won't bode well for her. She wouldn't be safe like she is now, her mother wouldn't be safe. Many people would be out to get her, not just our government but lots of horrendous people, clients of her father. Previous clients. They would kill her without hesitation and I am the only living link to her.

Rafe Savaryn is happy. He's in Venice, writing a novel on the Renaissance, enjoying being alone after a devastating divorce. He's trying to answer the question: what makes societies fail? Then a stunningly beautiful woman walks into his life and leads him on a horrifying journey back to the Dark Ages, where the answer to his question is revealed. He is shocked as he must make a choice no one should have to make.

Connor Murray is back! While fighting for his life in a personal crisis, Connor realizes, to his shock, that he must also fight his own government. Corrupt officials are tied to an ancient cause that is still playing itself out, in a very real way, in our lives today. And what is sugar? Sugar, at its root, is energy. Who controls energy controls the world. The black helicopters are coming....

Today is the day I set my plan in motion. No one else around here plans on seeing reason, that what is happening is vicious and nauseating. On top of being immoral and just wrong. Everyone is on my father's payroll and simply goes along with whatever he says. I plan on changing that though. My father wants a daughter to take over his empire, all right. I'll do what he wants, but what he won't know is that I plan on changing what it is that he's is doing here. I'm going to free every woman he has locked in that warehouse and any others that come along.

This is a collection of remarkable personal accounts of a variety of American Civil War incidents, from both Union and Confederate perspectives. These vivid and absorbing reminiscences provide an inside view of many fascinating events of the time, shedding light on our shared past and illuminating the character and point of view of those who lived through an extraordinary time in our nation's history. Enjoy these excursions back through the mists of time, recounted by those who were there.

Eight different psychologists, four police officers, two doctors, and my mother are all convinced that I now belong in the category of a survivor. Although I strongly believe the definition is sorely lacking, it's more of a stereotype for people who were lucky enough to live through unfortunate events or circumstances. The word survivor doesn't seem sufficient. It's too simple, also insipid.

Towards the end of the Korean War, 28 American soldiers were inserted into the conflict on a hill, with a company of ROK troops, that is now inside the Demilitarized Zone on the Korean Peninsula. They were on a secret mission to test 'battlefield radar' for the first time, which eventually gave GIs the ability to spot the enemy and direct fire on the battlefield, providing a significant advantage during the war. Shortly after arriving, thousands of Chinese soldiers overran their position.

Raised to be my father’s weapon against the Coven that took away his sister and his birthright, I would do anything to protect my younger brother from suffering the same fate. My duty forces me to the secret town of Crystal Hollow and the prestigious Hollow’s Grove University—where the best and brightest of my kind learn to practice their magic free from human judgment.

Rich girl, poor boy. It was the oldest story. Yet it was ours. I knew Penelope was different the moment I laid eyes on her. But all she wanted was to be friends-with-benefits. My best friend told me not to mess around with the new girl. He didn’t say anything about marrying her. Or what might happen if we broke our vows.

Kate’s husband Erik left her a year ago, ending their marriage without warning for a trust-fund 20-something and her luxurious global-hopping lifestyle. Now, Kate is spending one last Christmas at her family’s Smoky Mountains cabin before selling it to raise cash. But when nostalgia moves her to keep the place, things quickly turn sinister, suggesting all is not what it seems.

For weeks, he stood by my side, twisting his words into pretty half-truths. He enraptured me with his smooth temptation, leaving no corner of my being untouched. He consumed my mind and my body, then finally claimed my heart for himself. But Caelum’s true identity is terrifying enough to bring me to my knees. Then, I discovered the truth of who he is. Caldris is whispered in the Nothrek wind. The legend we only speak of with hushed words, in shuttered rooms, for fear of drawing his wrath once again.

For nearly four-hundred years, the Veil has protected us from the Fae of Alfheimr. In their absence, our lives have shifted from decadence and sin to survival and virtue under the guidance of the New Gods. I’ve spent my entire life tending to the gardens next to the boundary between our worlds, drawn to the shimmering magic like a moth to the flame. All of that changes the day the Veil shatters, unleashing the fae upon our world once again.

For weeks, we retraced our steps back to Mistfell and the lingering shadow of the Veil at the boundary between realms. Traveling through the kingdom, I denied the evidence in front of me, unable to fathom that I wasn’t the lost princess of Faerie. Instead, it is Fallon who must fear the consequences of her heritage. Which leaves me with a single, unanswered question. Then, I awoke, caged high above the throne of the Queen of Air & Darkness.