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My Niece and Nephew joke that I could open a used book store with all the books that I own. I love to read, that is my addiction. I can't go a week without going to a book store. I love crocheting. I love to write stories and poetry. I also love my family, even though they make me crazy at times. I am a huge Donald Duck Fan.

Lead Your Team Toward a Better World Virtual Book Tour

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Management book / Leadership / Psychology

Date Published: May 10, 2022

Publisher:  Serapis Bey Publishing

 

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Drs Lies Wouters, international organizational psychologist, advisor,
trainer and team coach, based in the Netherlands, introduces her unique
Metaphor Map and Metaphor Model of Psychological Safety in this, her first
book published in English. She shines a new light on how all leaders across
the world can use specific learnt skills to create teams where people
thrive, when they understand that it is up to them to create the
circumstances where people feel motivated, have fun and grow. She explains
the neurobiology of our behaviour and its impact on performance,
collaboration, creativity, happiness, productivity and so much more. Backed
by relevant science, comprehensive research, real life examples and
practical exercises this book takes you step by step through the underlying
processes in your brain and body to develop the skills that ensure high
performance. She reveals the significance of applying these skills in the
world and how we can all play an important role in making this world better,
where not only teams, but everyone can thrive.

 

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How to Create a Psychologically Safe Team Where People Thrive

How you can make the difference

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his book is for leaders, either functional or disciplinary, who understand that they play an important role in the lives of their team members. Leaders who understand that it is up to them to create the circumstances where people feel motivated, have fun and grow. Leaders who are willing to learn how they can create these circumstances. Leaders who understand that it requires certain specific skills, which they may already have and other skills they need to develop. Leaders who are brave enough to reflect on where they are when it comes to those skills and who are willing to invest time, and maybe even money, in building them further. Are you that leader and can you accept help with how to achieve this? If so, keep reading.

You live and lead in turbulent times. While much is expected from you, the world you and your team live in is challenging to say the least. Worldly issues, such as: health; freedom; peace; equality; the environment; and sustainability, are all painfully present in our lives. Whether it is by direct impact, from family members or friends being impacted, or from the media bombarding you with messages that you are under threat. On top of all of these worldly issues, there are also the more personal ones happening that influence you and your colleagues.

In this book I explain how all these aspects impact your brain and because of that they also impact your performance, your collaboration, your creativity, your happiness and so much more. I explain how you can deal with these circumstances and what you can do to help yourself and the members in your team. This book provides you with concrete tips on how to have personal conversations with your team members that will impact their sense of safety and as a result, their motivation. I explain ways to have conversations with the team as a whole and how you can help them support each other. You will find both theory about which steps you have to take and which skills you will need. You will also find exercises that can help you build these skills. I share many examples from leaders who have been in my coaching and training sessions so you get an idea of what this theory looks like in real work environments.

After explaining the background of these steps, you will find the Psychological Safety Metaphor in Chapter 2, which you can use in conversations with your team. The metaphor has been used by hundreds of leaders who say it lowers the barrier for them and for their team members to have this conversation. Also, it helps the team members articulate where they are and what they need. In Chapter 3 and 4 we zoom into the science supporting these steps. You can read about the underlying processes in your brain and body that are supported by studies completed with functional MRIs and studies which test peoples’ saliva to understand what happens in the neurobiology. Also, the behaviour and the effects of this behaviour has been studied in psychology and I share the results of many studies that prove the connection between these steps and high performance. For each of the steps there is a separate chapter that digs deeper into that step. Each chapter offers more information, more examples and specific exercises about how to develop that skill. At the end of the book, you will find a chapter about how to use this skill in team workshops and a chapter about using the steps in coaching skills. I close with a chapter about the impact of these steps on the world and how we all play an important part in making this world better and more beautiful. Feel free to pick and choose the chapters that you find the most interesting and relevant for your own development.

Developing these skills will have a major impact on your life and on the lives of the people in your team. I want to say a big thank you also, to you for picking up this book. You reading this means that you take your leadership role seriously and you are ready to develop these skills. Whenever you reach to a place where you feel discouraged, as we all do sometimes, I invite you to reread Chapter 5, which contains practical exercises to support you when the going gets though.

Thank you for doing the work. I wish you a pleasant and inspiring learning journey with this book!

About the Author

Drs. Lies Wouters

Drs. Lies Wouters is an international positive psychology expert, work and
organizational psychologist, advisor, trainer and team coach, based in the
Netherlands. In addition to the comprehensive research, she has conducted
about happiness and resilience, she assists organizations in the areas of:
mental health; optimal functioning; motivation; and positive communication.
Her mission is to contribute to reducing the number of burnouts in the
Netherlands by helping to make people within organizations healthier and
happier; and ensuring that they thrive in psychologically safe team
environments. In 2018, she published her first book in Dutch, Hoe Dan (So
Then How) together with a businesswoman who wrote about how she overcame
life’s struggles. In their book, Lies responds to her explaining the
psychological theories of what helped and why.

Lies is the founder of her own international business, OMG! which stands
for tailor-made leadership and specializes in providing leadership training
and coaching. For more than ten years, Lies and her team of fellow experts
have been facilitating online and onsite leaders and professionals with
business related workshops. Their work is underpinned by their professional
knowledge that each individual is unique and each organization is unique.
Thus, they only deliver custom work.

Lies is PhD student at the Open University in the Netherlands where she is
researching the topic of psychological safety. The title “Drs”
stands for doctorandus which is Latin for he/she/they who should become a
doctor. Her first article about psychological safety will be published in
the spring of 2022. When Lies is not pursuing her professional career and
helping other people to thrive at work, she loves to spend time with her
husband and two children. She enjoys being outside in nature at all times of
the year. She also loves dancing and enjoying good, healthy food with family
and friends.

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Demon Esha Virtual Book Tour

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Paranormal Erotica

Date Published: April 6, 2022

Publisher: Mindstir Media

It’s letting yourself feel every feeling. It’s fulfillment and satisfaction
mixed with yearning for more…

I couldn’t imagine switching places with her. I had wanted to at first.
When we met, I was so envious of her freedom and fire. She could do whatever
she wanted, whenever she wanted. She didn’t have anything or anyone holding
her back. She was encouraged to be naughty. She danced with fire and never
got burned, ever.

Esha is the Demon of Desire. Rachel is a happily married mom of two with an
office job, a gorgeous husband, and an insatiable need for more. More
everything. Join Esha as she helps Rachel discover and embrace her true
self. Is evil really evil? Is good really good? Will the blaze inside Rachel
eventually be her undoing or is it just the beginning of something she could
have never imagined?

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“I inhaled as the flames in my stomach glowed hotter. I reached up and took off his hat. It felt smooth. I smirked as I put it on my head. My cheeks felt hot. He smiled. I felt his finger brush a stray hair out of my eye. It was like someone doused gasoline on the newly raging fire inside me.”

I am a lucky, happily married woman. Lucky enough that my husband lets me pursue my fantasies. Lucky enough that he gets turned on by them as well.”

“When James and I first decided to have an open marriage it felt so dirty but in a good way.” 

“I was sinning. But was I? I wasn’t cheating or doing anything sneaky. It was the opposite really and it was so invigorating. So sexy.”

“No matter what we did or how much fun we had, I yearned for more.”

“Now, as I rode in the middle of Ethan’s truck, his cowboy hat still firmly in place on my head, Esha was alive and well in the seat right beside me. Her black tendrils were blowing in the breeze. It was as if she was pumping oxygen into my lungs, so much so that it felt like my body parts were tensing, squeezing under the pressure.” 

“Desire poured from her body. It made sense that her name meant desire. She made my soul smolder.”

“She completed me as a demon, and I completed her as a human.”

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Although Mel grew up in Vacationland, she never really started exploring the world around her until adulthood. A true Pisces at heart, she enjoys the Maine coast where the water and gentle breeze revitalize her soul and inspire her to write. She would like to thank her husband for being her partner in crime, and for his constant support and determination to see her live her dreams.

 

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Science Fiction

Date Published: April 14, 2022

 

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Kashmira lived an ordinary life until an army of invaders sacked her city
and left her for dead. When she awakens, she discovers she is a glitch in a
virtual reality video game – destined only for deletion by the bots
that hunt her.
 

Dugan is a bitterly disgruntled engineer who played a pivotal role in the
creation of virtual reality games and the NPCs who inhabit them. Fired from
the company he helped found, he seeks only revenge.

In a chance encounter, Dugan sees in Kashmira a tool to sabotage the games
and avenge himself, and through him, Kashmira finds the help she desperately
needs. As they traverse the worlds of virtual reality and their friendship
deepens, it will take everything they have not only for her to win her
freedom and survive, but also to answer the fundamental question of what
“life” is.

 

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Chapter 3

A damp coolness brushed across her brow, and Kashmira murmured in comfort, slipping back into the sweet oblivion of unconsciousness.

Next thing she knew, pain stabbed her side and she was once again in the burning building. She woke up gasping, but a pair of hands, gentle but firm, pressed her down against the woven mat.

 When at last she came to, she was lying on her back as if glued there, hushed voices speaking over her, a dull ache at her side. It was an awakening different from the ones before, less foggy, and she had more distinct sensations of her body. And truth be told, it hurt.

“Ahhh,” Kashmira moaned weakly, opening her eyes bit by bit and biting her lower lip in agony. She moved her fingers to lightly touch the side of her lower belly and pulled away in pain. Her body was wrapped in linen, and she rolled her arm back to her side.

Eyes open, she stared at what appeared to be a ceiling made of dirt. Off in a corner, she detected a square of light partially illuminating the room she was in. A wooden ladder was propped against the wall, leading up through the square opening. Bundles of cloth lay in shadowy piles around her on the floor next to clay pots and bowls.

As Kashmira lay there, Baba’s face was the first to appear as she shuffled through her most recent memories. Tears poured out of her eyes and dribbled into her ears. A knot clenched in her chest as she sobbed.

Kashmira’s thoughts were interrupted when the sound of approaching footsteps grew louder and descended the ladder. She shut her eyes hurriedly and pretended to sleep. Who is this person?

A rhythmic thump, thump, thump followed by the clattering of bowls reached her ears. Shuffling feet edged closer to her, and she heard the swishing of cloth. Soon, the same hands patted her forehead and tugged at the bandages.

Kashmira winced.

“Cha. The troubled dreamer awakes,” croaked a voice, warm and husky like the rustling of dry leaves.

“Uhhh,” Kashmira groaned.

“Lie still. I’m only changing your bandages. The linen is soaked clean through,” the voice clucked. Kashmira’s lids fluttered open and she stared into the face of an older woman. 

The woman’s wrinkles etched themselves across her skin and her eyes, which were deep and honey brown. Her lips curved in the shape of a small smile, and her hands carried a bowl of strange-smelling paste.

Tossing aside the bloody bandages, the woman applied the paste with her bare hands, talking as she did so. “You were out for a while. We had a hard time getting you down here. You were losing so much blood, I worried you would not make it. Only days before, you were running a high fever and crying out in your sleep. But your cut was not deep. This poultice keeps the infection at bay.”

“Who is we?”

“Oh. Just me and Zahmud. He’s a clever boy, you know. It isn’t easy to steal or find the ingredients for the poultice, but somehow, he was able to get them. He was up and down the streets this past week.”

Past week? How long have I been out? Streets? What streets?

“What?! Where am I?” Kashmira asked as the woman wrapped fresh bandages around her.

“Underground. In Al Shebbat.”

“Al Shebbat?! Are we hiding?! The soldiers! They could still be here. They might be looking for us.” Kashmira gulped air in panic and tried to sit up.

“Quiet! Please, calm yourself.” The woman pushed her down, her eyebrows knit in guilt and worry. “I’m so sorry for upsetting you. Maybe you should take another draft of powdered poppy to help you sleep.”

“NO!” cried Kashmira, suddenly fearful of falling back into the wakeful slumber. “You’ve been drugging me?”

“I’m so sorry. So sorry,” the woman repeated, shaking her head in genuine sorrow. “I had to sedate you. Your pain would have been unbearable.”

Kashmira’s mind buzzed with questions, but she decided to ask the most pressing one. 

“Who are you?” she croaked.

“I am Aasfa,” the woman said. “And it looks like Zahmud has brought dinner.”

Kashmira craned her neck in the direction of the creaking ladder where a young man descended while clutching something wrapped in parchment. Skipping the last few rungs, he jumped to the bottom and handed the package to Aasfa. As he did so, his eyes caught sight of Kashmira. He blinked in surprise before narrowing them at her with suspicion.

“She wakes,” he said.

Aasfa unfolded the parchment and tossed the fish onto the frying pan, apologizing all the while. “Please forgive him. He is a little suspicious of everyone.”

Kashmira surveyed Zahmud in silence, guessing him to be about her age. His nose jutted out as if it had been broken before, and his sour mouth was carved into a frown.

While Aasfa seasoned and fried the fish, Zahmud busied himself by washing the used pots in a basin by the far wall with his back to her. But she sensed him watching her out of the corner of his eye. 

Aasfa diced the meat to serve along with cold flatbread. She handed a plate to Zahmud and carried another one over to Kashmira. Propping herself onto one elbow, Kashmira tried to take the plate with her other hand.

“No need. I feed you.” Aasfa spooned bits of the fish and bread into Kashmira’s mouth.

At first, her queasy stomach recoiled, but after a moment, Kashmira swallowed as fast as she could chew.

“Easy, don’t choke,” chuckled Aasfa lightly.

After she cleaned the entire plate, Kashmira was struck by a wave of fatigue. She supposed sitting up, talking, and thinking was hard work. But as she lay back down to digest, the pain from her wounds faded bit by bit and she grew sleepier by the minute.

The poppy seeds! She cursed as the drug numbed her senses. Where am I? Her thoughts echoed and sleep washed over her once more.

Through the days that followed, Kashmira slept and woke up only to eat and use the chamber pot. She lay awake a few minutes at a time, listening to what went on around her. Both her new companions came and went through the opening she figured led to the outside world, for it was bright or dark depending on the time of day or night. Her curiosity gnawed at her. What was beyond that tantalizing little square of light?

One day, Kashmira opened her groggy eyes and wiggled her fingertips, expecting to return to her slumber. But sleep did not come. She gingerly sat up and glanced around. The whole chamber was bathed in a soft yellow glow. Feeling her side, she found her wound closing nicely and the pain was low and dull.

“Aasfa probably lightened my dose,” she mused.

Mustering all her strength, she stumbled to her feet, placing one hand on the wall for balance. She paced around the small space to stretch her legs. After countless laps to prove to herself she would not keel over anytime soon, she hobbled slowly up the ladder. When she poked her head above the entrance, the heady odor of soil and greenery filled her nostrils. Grabbing the root of a tree for support, she hauled herself up onto the dirt and looked around. She gasped as she recognized where she was.

Above her were vines and flowers, gently fluttering in the breeze the same way they did on the day of the invasion. She sat there for a moment listening to the fountain’s song. Kashmira frowned. Was that the noise of market chatter? Standing up, she wandered to the archway, gazed out, and covered her mouth in shock. Her movements strained her wound, but her pain was completely forgotten in her confusion.

“But how?!” Kashmira’s heart thumped as she peered out. The market was exactly the way it was before with the same bustling pace. Peddlers spread their wares on rugs. Wealthier merchants set up awnings over tables of glimmering copper pans and silver teapots. Chickens clucked in cages beneath tents while men haggled and women hunted for groceries.

She blinked and blinked, but the scene before her did not disappear. The spires and minarets of Al Shebbat pierced the clear skies above her head. She left the archway behind and emerged into the street. Sure enough, the city was still there. 

“It’s probably just another dream.” Kashmira walked the streets, past bathhouses exhaling steam and mosques with their gold-leafed doors, until she stood before the familiar space she called home.

She was unsure what she expected to see. Blackened ruins?

But no. Kashmira’s lungs tightened at the sight of a raven-haired girl with olive skin pouring coffee from a silver teapot. As if sensing Kashmira’s eyes on her, the girl straightened and stared back. For a moment, both froze. Then, pointing a bewildered finger at her, the girl called with a slight quiver in her voice, “Baba, come here. Please.”

“Kashmira, what is it?” The gruff voice nearly made her knees buckle. A mustached man came out of his kitchen and paused.

Baba did a double take and rubbed his eyes.

“She…” said the girl, “looks…like me.”

By then, the other guests of the coffeehouse had stopped to see what all the fuss was about. Murmurs and whispers spread through the room. Even the neighbors heard the commotion and craned their necks to see.

“I didn’t know your wife had twins, Mussef.”

“Who is that girl?! She looks just like your Kashmira!”

“Coincidence?”

“The daughter of a long-lost cousin of your wife? But it can’t be. You don’t have other relatives here, do you?”

Kashmira turned and ran.

 

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Tiffany writes science fiction to explore the ways technology shapes our
view of ourselves. Born and raised in Houston, Texas, she bumped shoulders
with diverse folks from all walks of life who inspire her characters. She
incorporates her experience working in the aerospace and tech industry into
her storytelling. She is now based in Austin, Texas.

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YA Cozy Mystery

 

Date Published: 05/29/2022

Publisher: Purple Milk Publishing

 

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Carly, Maddie, Pilot and Cornelious have been waiting forever for their Seniors Only Cruise. After three years of solving crime in their small town, this trip is the relaxing break from Asbury they need. Dreaming of all the fun and drama-free adventures in store for them, the gang settles in for a calm summer cruise.

Soon after departing, things don’t go quite as planned. With strange, new additions to their itinerary, Asbury’s favorite sleuths detect something is amiss. When violence breaks out, Cornelious turns to the captain who quickly reassures everyone aboard. After all, what reason would the crew have to mess with a group of teenagers? Adding to their troubles is Cornelious’ cousin Dane, whose feelings for Maddie have only grown stronger.

Excited to be away from his father and finally dating Maddie, Cornelious tries to ignore his cousin as his insecurities fester. After a stirring revelation from Dane, Cornelious retreats from his friends and finds solace in the ship’s jolly Captain Dex. At the same time, Carly, Maddie and Pilot begin to suspect the crew, believing there’s more than meets the eye with this cruise. Frustrated by Cornelious’ withdrawal, the gang doubles down on their efforts to discover the crew’s motives. Pulled into a dangerous game of who to trust, the gang is determined to find the truth—and mend their friendship.

With relationships called into question and stunning secrets exposed, the gang faces their biggest obstacle yet—trust. Can Cornelious trust the captain more than his friends? With their peers placing blind trust in the crew, can the gang convince them otherwise, before it’s too late? Or are Pilot, Carly and Maddie just overreacting? With constantly changing itineraries, a scheming crew lurking behind every door, a happy-go-lucky captain refusing to dig deeper, and lifelong relationships put to the test, can the gang rekindle their relationship with each other and figure out what’s really going on?

 

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For all six hundred or so souls aboard the Judith Ann, the week seemed to crawl by. The downpour of rain and rustling winds causes rough seas, suspending all outdoor activities. 

Almost cruelly, the much-needed and promised free time for the teens to lay by the pool, was also cancelled.

Many opted to look on the bright side. 

At least the outdoor team building activities were also postponed. That is, until they were replaced with indoor cleanings and even more boring meetings. 

As the week progressed, Cornelious spent more and more time away from his pals, and with Captain Dex instead.

Maddie believed that by giving Cornelious some space he could clear his mind and get a hold of himself. So, she busied herself with Pilot and Carly. 

After learning of Carly and Alexis’ Morse Code feat, Pilot and Maddie stared at their blonde friend with renewed awe. 

There certainly was more to Carly Cosentino than met the eye. The girl had more spunk than a cageless shark diver covered in chum!

Hearing of Alexis’ part in the endeavor did bring about some skepticism, but she was proud regardless. Seeing the relief on Pilot’s face when Carly explained that she hadn’t gone alone brought back the seriousness of the situation to Maddie’s mind.

Cornelious essentially became the captain’s shadow, and the trio spent any free time holed up in Pilot’s cabin. They planned their escape, but wondered what Maddie’s findings on the fifth floor could mean.

“Well, obviously the captain isn’t who he says he is,” Maddie decided. “Why else would I find a tattered captain’s uniform?”

Pilot considered this and nodded slowly. “That could be true…and the real captain could be somewhere on board still—”

“If he’s not dead,” Carly ominously stated. “What?” she asked, when both teens turned to her in surprised horror.

“Why would they have thrown him in lockup if they planned to kill him?” Maddie mused, more to herself than to her friends. “I mean, if they’re all imposters, and wanted to take over the ship and get rid of him, why not kill him and throw the body overboard? Why keep him in lockup?”

“Maybe they needed something from him?” Carly offered.

Maddie nodded and slowly paced around the room. 

Pilot and Carly knew Maddie’s steady pacing was her way of working through her thoughts. Allowing her some much-needed silence, while also thinking over all the information they had gathered, the two sat tight on the edge of Pilot’s bed.

“So, there’s four options as far as I can see. Number 1, they killed the captain and took the ship. Number 2, they locked up the captain and took the ship and killed him. Number 3, they locked up the captain, took the ship and he’s still somewhere aboard. And Number 4, Captain Dex IS the real captain, but the crew forced him in lockup until he…I don’t know, learned his lesson or something.”

Pilot, making sure to type up everything as Maddie spoke, said, “It all sounds about right to me…but the question, of course, is why?”

“Seriously. Who wants to hijack a boat full of teenagers?” Carly wondered.

Wondering why anyone would deliberately take over a boatful of teens, the trio checked the clock and saw the bell was about to ring for dinner. 

Sighing, Pilot carefully hid his computer. 

Assured that everything important was locked up tight, he followed the girls into the dining hall. Once they got to the hall, Carly gave Pilot a quick kiss on the cheek and headed up to the long table on the stage at the front of the room. 

As one of the three student leaders, Carly was assigned a seat at the table of honor, with the captain and crew. Adding to her discomfort, was that Oliver plopped himself to her right, and slid his chair as close to her as was physically possible. 

More than once, she had to ask him to slide down since she couldn’t eat with him virtually on top of her.

Feeling eyes on her, Carly picked up her head and caught angered glances from the crew directed towards her…and, she thought, Alexis and Cornelious. 

While they were quick to alter their expressions into smiles and waves (after she caught them), there was more than a little hostility aimed towards them. 

Perhaps they envied The Big Three’s position of power…but, being honest, hadn’t she felt singled out from the crew, before being inducted into her new role? 

At times, she felt she’d welcome the creepy warmth of Oliver, over the hatred pouring out from his fellow crew.

While Carly was attempting to shrug off her feelings of discomfort, Pilot and Maddie took their seats with Jason, the twins, Nya and Eric. 

The latter two seemed to grow closer and closer as the cruise went on, making Maddie quite happy…

even when Maddie still caught Eric staring at her.

As Maddie and Pilot took their seats, a wave of automation seemed to flow through the hall. When Captain Dex rose, each Asbury High Senior thoughtlessly repeated their pledge before beginning their meal.

Jason forked his eggs and glanced up at the table of honor. “I love breakfast for dinner, but watching everyone acting like…like drones or something, makes me lose my appetite.”

Peetie smiled and placed her hand atop Jason’s, a move which made him blush. “I know…I get the sense some of our classmates are brainwashed.”

“Yes!” Maddie stated loudly. Drawing looks from the front, she put her head down and murmured, “That’s exactly what they’re doing.”

Her friends, pretending to eat, strained their ears to hear their clever friend. 

“Think about it,” she continued. “We’ve been saying that daily mantra every day, for weeks now. And all that team building and testing…I bet they’re using the tests against us.”

“Like a personality test or something?” Jazz asked.

“Exactly. Maybe they reviewed our responses to see how to control us.”

“That’s kind of crazy…who would want to control a bunch of teens?” Nya pointed her fork at Maddie in question.

Pilot answered slowly, “I’ve asked myself that too…but some of you guys are the kids to filthy rich parents, remember?”

Jason nodded and Eric slowly smirked. Maddie drummed her fingers on the table in contemplation.

“That has to be it, Pi…”

“Wait, so you think they’re going to what? Kidnap and ransom us?” Eric gulped, his eyes betraying his fear that he tried to hide from his friends…and especially Maddie.

Maddie shook her head in disagreement. “I’m not sure. I mean, if they were going to do that, why go through all of the trouble of basically brainwashing us, as Jason accurately described.”

Peetie sighed, “This just doesn’t make sense. But at least we have each other.”

Jazz scoffed, “That’s about all we have. Look around, at least half of our class seems…happy. Your boyfriend sure does.”

Maddie jerked her head up to where Cornelious was laughing next to the captain. 

To be honest, he looked like he was having the time of his life…and Alexis didn’t look to displeased to be sidled up close to him, she unhappily thought. But, as Carly explained, Alexis was thoroughly weirded out by the situation too. 

Especially after the near scarring of their palms.

Still, Maddie felt a pang of jealousy as Alexis laid her hand on Cornelious’ arm—though for his part, he was obliviously turned in full conversation with some crew member.

“I know…he won’t listen to me, or even us. He refuses to believe Captain Dex is a fraud.”

Jason finished his cheesy eggs, and dunked his French Toast stick into syrup. “Well, I guess we just have to force his hand.”

“How?” Pilot asked.

“You know, if Captain Dex isn’t who he says he is, we have to show Cornelious his, um…true colors. I may not know much about crime and mysteries, or at least not as much as you four…but I do know that probably the only chance we have at figuring everything out—”

“And maybe even getting off this ship,” Nya interjected, voicing everyone’s secret fear.

“Yeah…well, the best chance we have is if you four are working together.”

Maddie exhaled, staring at Cornelious. She was doubtful that he would change his mind anytime soon. 

“Maybe if we—”

“I have to admit, that was quite an enjoyable meal, huh?” Captain Dex’s thunderous voice boomed through the hall, instantly ending all conversation.

When most of the teens nodded, hooted, or clapped in approval, he continued his post-meal speech.

“It seems we do have a touch of bad news though,” eyes sliding to the crew member relegated to all laundering duties, he explained, “It seems that just this morning all the laundry machines inexplicably broke.”

The teens at Maddie’s table eyed each wearily. They sensed there was more to the story than was being revealed…and that this wasn’t the worst of the news.

Head cocked to the side, Dex held his open palms up and shrugged, the universal gesture of ‘what can I do?’ 

“Unfortunately, all of your clothes have been ruined…completely and utterly.” 

Naturally, the more fashion-minded gasped at the appalling news, wondering how they could ever leave their cabins again.

Holding his hand up to ward off the imminent wave of uproar, Dex stated, “Instead of having you all re-wear the clothing you currently are wearing, we’ve decided to issue you all matching, standard clothes. These outfits consist of jean shorts and a tan colored tank—we believe that by having you all wear the same clothes for the remainder of the trip, you’ll feel less angry and upset. In fact, we’re hoping you’ll all feel as if you truly are a part of one big family.”

Not knowing what to say, and seeing as there was no way to argue, the teens fell back into their rooms only to discover a folded pair of jean shorts and a tan tank top folded crisply on the foot of each bed.

“Umm, Maddie…where are my shoes?”

Maddie plopped on her bed and shut her eyes, “Which ones?”

“Any of them?! All of them?!”

At the sound of hysteria in her friend’s voice, Maddie sprang up and did a quick scan of the room. 

“Wait…where are my running shoes?”

Within seconds, it was clear that all their shoes, except the ones on their feet, had also been removed.

Maddie burst next door into Pilot and Cornelious’ room.

“You really should knock,” a shirtless Cornelious angrily stated.

Ignoring the increased pace of heartbeat at seeing Cornelious standing in only his shorts (something she reminded herself she had seen millions of times over the years), she crossed her arms. 

“Shoes.”

Pilot poked his head out of the bathroom, “Yours too?”

Carly, fanning herself and breathing heavily sat on the edge of Pilot’s bed and moaned. “I can’t believe it…that was close to $2,500 worth of shoes! And they’re gone!”

Pilot quickly crossed the room and placed an arm over his hyperventilating girlfriend, trying to calm her down, “We’ll get them back, they’re not gone.”

“Yeah, we know who took them.”

“Here we go again,” Cornelious muttered, eyes rolling up to the ceiling and the heavens beyond.

“What? You know Dex ordered them to be removed—along with all of our clothes.”

“The laundry machines—”

Maddie crossed the room and angrily stood centimeters from him. 

“PAH-LEASE. Do not tell me you believe his bologna!”

Cornelious appraised his friends and sighed. “If Dex did take them…I’m sure it was for good reason.”

“Why would he take Jimmy Choo limited edition sandal-wedges?!”

“I don’t know…maybe for unity?”

“Unity?” Maddie laughed.

“Yes unity! Can’t you see he’s trying to make us all equals! Think about it, we came onto this ship a divided class of seniors. Half of us rich and half not. I really think he’s just trying to teach all of us a lesson.”

“And what lesson did he teach by throwing Maddie in a cell and not feeding her?” Carly, annoyed at her friend and losing her wardrobe, finally exploded. 

Waltzing over between him and Maddie, Carly angrily poked his chest, demanding, “And don’t say she deserved it—she was knocked unconscious! Your girlfriend! And you didn’t even care!”

“Of course, I cared! You think I slept at all while she was there?! Even though you clearly slept—and quite comfortably with my cousin, huh?” Cornelious ripped his eyes from Carly to Maddie, who refused to lower her gaze.

“Guys! Stop it! We can all clearly tell something fishy is going on…no sea puns intended…but instead of figuring it out we’re tearing each other apart,” Pilot pleaded with his friends, imploring them to stop acting like babies. 

Especially when seriously shady matters were underway.

“We’re not the ones tearing each other apart, Pi. Neal is the one acting crazy,” Carly responded.

“Crazy? I’m sorry if finding out my cousin and girlfriend hooked up and dated, and who knows what they’re thinking when they’re alone on this ship—”

“Corne—” Maddie tried.

“No. I’m sorry. This cruise has been terrible for me, heart-breaking actually…and that the only one who seems to care enough to listen, actually listen, is yes, somewhat of a stranger. But Captain Dex has only ever given me solid advice…he even told me to reconcile with you three…but you probably wouldn’t believe that since you all think he’s a crazy criminal or something.”

“Neal, it’s jus—” Pilot interjected.

Shaking his head in fury, he threw on his tan tank top, and strode to the door. “You know he’s been the closest thing to a dad I’ve ever had. I refuse to believe he’s evil or got some hidden agenda against a bunch of teenagers.”

Slamming the door shut, Maddie knew she needed to find him before Dex did. Clearly, he was warping her best friend’s mind. 

Even if Cornelious didn’t want to be her boyfriend, she would always consider him her best and closest friend.

“Cornelious!” She yelled, following him out of the room and into the lobby, with Carly and Pilot close on her heels.

“Just leave me alone Maddie,” Cornelious sounded exhausted as he faced her. “You guys need to just stop…I feel like none of you will listen and are just trying to control how I think or feel about others…like my dad.”

“Cornelious…we’re only trying to help you see—”

“Reason? Because I’m so dumb and easily manipulated, right?” his rising voice brought a scattering of students from their rooms, as well as the crew from the hall.

“No. That’s just what I mean…it’s the opposite.”

“So, I’m so smart but you don’t think I’m smart enough to trust my own instincts.”

Feeling like they were repeating themselves for the zillionth time, Maddie threw both hands on his shoulders and squeezed them. 

“You are smart…and caring, and sweet. And if you can’t see that something weird is going on, it’s because someone is slyly keeping you from seeing it. Remember, Ms. Clarke—she fooled us all! She was a master manipulator.”

“So Dex is a master manipulator?” 

Carly made a little squeal, alerting Carly and Cornelious that Dex was among the continually gathering crowd surrounding the two in the heart of the lobby.

Cornelious, eyeing the pleasantly smiling captain, peeled off Maddie’s hands. “You know, I think you’re the one manipulating me.”

“Wh…what? You’ve got to be kidd—”

“No. I’m serious. He’s never lied to me.”

“I’ve never lied to you either Cornelious Gibbz.”

“Right, technically you’ve never lied…just kept things from me, right?”

Maddie, fighting off both anger and sadness (two feelings which were becoming as close to her as her shadow), moved close so only Cornelious could hear her. 

“I didn’t know how to tell you, okay? Yes, I made out with your cousin and went on a date—a single mediocre date—with him. But I’ve never felt anything for him or Eric.”

“Oh, well how lucky am I? You’ll make out with anyone, but only feel things for me, the town billionaire.”

Maddie stepped back, as if physically stung. 

She had never heard Cornelious talk like this, and considered slapping him. But she knew that would be playing into his hand…or rather Dex’s.

Just what exactly did the two discuss on their walks?

Whatever it was, Maddie decided enough was enough. Staring right at him, she stepped in close and stole a kiss on the lips from him, catching him by complete surprise.

“Okay everyone, look around! We’re being brainwashed! You’re all acting crazy! This isn’t a real crew, they’re imposters! And there’s no way Captain Dex is who he says he is! They don’t even use the right boating terms all the time…and that laundry machine excuse—come on guys!”

“What are you doing?’ Cornelious whispered, lips tingling from Maddie’s kiss, and suddenly anxious over her reckless behavior.

“Standing up against the bad guys,” Maddie replied, and continued, staring out at the crowd. 

“They’re not who they say they are! We need to get together and fight back! Look them up online or—”

Quick footsteps brought Captain Dex inches from Maddie, Cornelious smiled imagining how the captain would explain himself and make Maddie, and all his friends, look like fools for thinking otherwise.

“That’s enough girlie. We will not have disobedience.”

“What? Back to lockup?” Maddie inquired, forcefully eyeing the irate captain.

“Yes, but let’s make it after a quick lesson…or should I say an example?”

Captain Dex nodded to Donnie who swiftly lunged towards the teen, and yanked Maddie down to her knees by her shirt collar.

“I don’t think there will be any more outbursts around here, do you?” Captain Dex boomed.

“What are you doing…captain?” Cornelious asked suddenly afraid at the unexpected change in Dex. 

Without thinking Cornelious slid to the left, blocking Donnie from leaving the hall with Maddie. There was no way he was going to let Maddie be taken from him, again. Even if he was angry and hurt.

“Part of a successful crew, family even, is to know where the limits are and what happens when they’re overstepped.”

Before Cornelious could ask further, Dex bent over and roughly slapped Maddie on both sides of her face, leaving burning red hand imprints. 

“STOP!” Cornelious yelled, but was dragged from Maddie, Dex and Donnie, by three crew members. 

Deciding the two slaps would be letting this impudent girl off easy, Dex administered three more jabs at Maddie: one landing on her jaw, one on her right eye and one below her solar plexus.

Donnie beamed. 

Straightening up, Dex ordered everyone to bed, as Maddie was dragged (yet again) to lockup.

About the Author

Kelly Brady Channick

Growing up just over the bridge from Ocean City, NJ in Upper Township meant discovering plenty of fun places to both read, write, and run around outside like a maniac. For as long as she could remember, Kelly loved making up stories, and leaving her listeners/readers on the edge of their seats.

After graduating from Ocean City High School, Kelly accepted a basketball scholarship to Holy Family University, in Philadelphia. Upon graduating college, Kelly continued to live in Philly, teaching for four years, and meeting the love of her life during a snowstorm. In fact, it was her awesome husband who encouraged her to pursue her writing–Yay, Ryan!

Before writing page-turners however, she taught first, fifth, sixth, seventh and eighth grade — like a dessert menu, she simply had to test them all out. But her favorite job is the one she’s now doing full time: writing.

As her first published work, the Asbury High series has been brewing since she was 18, and has something for every type of reader–go ahead take look for yourself! If you love mysteries, you’ve found your new favorite author. Kelly loves to craft whodunit mysteries, leading readers through various twists and turns filled with red-herrings, hidden clues, and more peculiar characters than a reality show. As an athlete, she hopes that the importance of teamwork and overcoming adversity, is also quite clear in her writing

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California Hearts, Book 2

Contemporary Romance

Date Published: 06-15-2022

Publisher: The Wild Rose Press

 

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Known as the anything but love girl, Morgan Hart has two passions,
travelling and having fun. After reassuring her French lover, Marcel, that
their relationship will resume unchanged when she returns, she’s ready
to begin her Cape Town adventure, only to find that her friend Amber is a
no-show at the airport, and Morgan’s stuck with having to travel solo,
that is, until she falls into the lap of widowed single father, Dakar Ngosi,
whose good looks and charm have her questioning her resolve to living life
unattached and carefree.

Dr. Ngosi is beyond annoyed when a seemingly inebriated Morgan slumps down
beside him in the airport lounge where he’s waiting with his sister
for their flight. When his sister volunteers him to show the lovely American
the sites of their country, his irritation grows, but he soon discovers that
Morgan is as enticing as she is beautiful, and he must decide if he’ll
stick to his vow to never love again or pursue the American woman whose
captured his heart.

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Dalia Dupris

 Dalia Dupris has been a book lover as long as she can remember. She has won
two EMMA awards and is a Spectrum Grant recipient. Dalia’s degrees in
English Literature and Social Work, in addition to years of experience as a
licensed therapist, contribute to her creation of relatable and complex
characters. In her spare time, she enjoys bike riding with her husband, and
hiking with her daughter. She loves hearing from her readers. To learn more
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