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Changing the worldHow would you like to help change the world? How, you ask?

Let me tell you.

You’ve heard me speak of FreedomInk365. Founded by Katandra Shanel Jackson, FreedomInk is a small publisher in Atlanta, Ga. But their vision is much greater.

They want to promote reading, not only in Atlanta, but in the world.

Just how do they do that?

Every year, FreedomInk participates in World Book Night, a Halloween Blog Hop, and a Holiday Book Drive to gather books for children.

Last year, they went to Pearl, Mississippi for Read 365. This promotes not only reading, but the FreedomInk authors. This year FreedomInk will go to Harlem,NY.

This is where we come in. In order to send FreedomInk to Harlem, to spread the word and inspire others to read, they need money to help get them there. They are asking for donations. Not just money, though that is nice, but also moral support to spread the word.

Now for those of you who want to help monetarily, here is the link.

http://bit.ly/1e7PJq3

Or you can buy a T-shirt during FreedomInk’s t-shirt campaign.  Go here for details on ordering your very own “Changing the World”  tee. Each one is customized just for you.

https://www.facebook.com/events/285033014986949/

So help FreedomInk365 change the world. 1 author, 1 book, 1 reader at a time.

Thanks in advance. Your help is appreciated.

Ciao amici!

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If you haven’t read it yet, take a peek and see what you’re missing!

Gambler’s Folly

Paranormal fantasy romance, M/F, Mainstream Sensual

http://www.bookstrand.com/gamblers-folly

http://www.amazon.com/author/melliemiller

What was there about him that attracted her so much? He was
charming, handsome, and strong. She had known other men who had
those qualities, but she’d never felt that way toward them. Maybe it
was his confidence, or his even temper. That and his scent. Whatever
it was, it was aggressively sensuous. Nearly irresistible, it toyed with
her senses on some primal level.
That could have been part of her reaction, she thought. Holding
her so closely, touching her, kissing her, his scent was overwhelming.
No wonder she couldn’t think straight. And right this minute, the car
was filled with it, the indisputable male-in-rut scent that was
Damiano.
“Cara, what are you thinking?” he asked quietly.
“I’m wondering what I’m going to do about you,” she answered.

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Ciao amici!

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CommercialIf you haven’t read Gambler’s Folly yet,  here is an excerpt from the first chapter. This is the book which helped me win the BBFBP Award for Most Artistic 2013 and the FreedomInk365 Multifaceted Jewel Award 2014.

To order your copy, go to:

http://www.bookstrand.com/gamblers-folly

http://www.amazon.com/author/melliemiller

http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/gamblers-folly-mellie-e-miller/1116472748

Excerpt from Gambler’s Folly

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“Where in the hell…” she began as Trae entered the room,
followed by two well-built men in expensively tailored suits. “Trae,
what’s going on? Who are these guys?”
“Hi, sweetheart. These men are associates of Mr. Leone. They’ve
come to take you to him.”
“Take me to—Mr. Leone? The biggest mob boss on the planet?”
“Um, yeah. I kind of lost a bet. Sorry.”
“You lost a bet? What kind of bet? What have you done, Trae
O’Brien?”
“Well, you won’t have to worry about the house anymore, or the
car, or really anything. I lost all of it. Then, in order to get out from
under that and a M1,000,000 debt, he insisted I put you on the table,
as it were. Win or lose, one hand, and all my debts were gone. Just if I
lost, he got you. And I lost. Sorry.”
“Sorry? Sorry?! You’re more than sorry, Trae. What the hell?”
she shouted, as one of the impeccably dressed men took her arm.
“Come along, Mrs. O’Brien. Mr. Leone is waiting.”
“I’m not going anywhere with you. Get your hands off me!”
As she struggled with one man, the other one found her purse, and
checked for her passport and papers. Speaking into what must have
been a wrist transceiver, man number two said, “We have the lady.
Mr. O’Brien will be right down to sign the papers.”
“Papers? What papers, Trae?”
The older of the two men smiled and said, “The ones signing
away his rights to you, love. Come along.”
“Trae? Trae!”
Downstairs, watching her husband sign away his debts, Karianna
was numb. How could this even be legal? Did it matter when you
were dealing with the mob?

Pushing the signed papers across the table, Trae said, “Well, that’s
that I guess. You’re sure we’re good?”
“Mr. Leone was very clear about it. One hand, win or lose, all
debts forgiven.”
“What about me?” Kari asked, in shock. “What am I supposed to
do?”
The man in the shadows was quiet for a moment, and then said,
“Go ahead and take her downstairs, to one of the special guest rooms.
Mr. Leone will see her there and decide what to do with her.”
Entering the elevator, one of her escorts used a pass card to select
a private underground floor. From what she’d heard about the place,
the lower-level suites were exclusive and outrageously expensive.
The suite they opened for her certainly bore that out. Stepping
onto the lush carpet was like stepping onto a cloud. Hidden mood
lighting around the perimeter of the ceiling lit the area evenly, while
the trickling water in a small fountain created a gentle background
sound. Live plants grew under specialized lights and the scent in the
air was soothing.
“Just relax, have a drink if you wish. Mr. Leone will be here
shortly,” one of the men told her. And then they were gone.
Turning back toward the door, Karianna tried the latch, just for the
sake of trying. Locked. For all the creature comforts and beauty in the
room, it was really just a cushy cell. But she didn’t intend to stay here
any longer than she had to. Chances were good that, if she could reach
the elevator, she could get back to the lobby. Usually pass cards were
needed only to enter a floor, not to leave it. Now, what could she use
as a weapon?
As the door opened, she tensed, ready to make her escape.
Unfortunately, Mr. Leone had come prepared. The first bodyguard
easily caught the floor lamp she swung at him and set it on the floor
beside the door.
“Restraints,” she heard someone say. After a struggle with both
bodyguards, Karianna found she was snugly restrained between two
poles, clothes torn and disheveled. While she’d been looking over the
room, she’d thought they were for in-room entertainment. She now
saw they were equipped for hand and ankle restraints. Soft and
cushioned, the restraints were nevertheless effective. Adjustable stops
kept her from sliding the restraints up and down, holding her firmly in
place, exactly as she was.
“Thank you, gentlemen,” she heard the voice say. It was a deep,
dark, sensual voice which made her spine tingle. “We’ll be fine now.”
“Yes, Mr. Leone. Have a pleasant evening,” she heard one of the
bodyguards answer. The door opened, closed, and she was alone with
a man many had reason to fear.

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Mel and Gambler's FollyI had a wonderful chat with Katandra Shanel Jackson this evening. For those of you who don’t know her, Ms. Jackson is the CEO of FreedomInk365, a publishing company here in Georgia.

She will soon be starting a new magazine, Social Readia, a literary digest to bring reading back to our electronic age.

If you’re thinking about publishing a book, or would like to check out some of the books from FreedomInk, go to:

http://www.freedomink365.com

You can also read about Katandra, the authors of FreedomInk and look at her Hidden Gems.

Looking for something exciting to do? Read a book! Slip into an alternate reality or a steamy romance. Free your imagination as you discover clues in a good old-fashioned murder mystery.

Whatever your favorite genre, grab a book and dive in.

Don’t forget Gambler’s Folly.  A futuristic paranormal fantasy romance featuring Damiano Leone, power player in the syndicate of Gambler’s Folly, and Karianna, the woman he won on a hand of cards.

http://www.bookstrand.com/gamblers-folly

http://www.amazon.com/author/melliemiller

http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/gamblers-folly-mellie-e-miller/1116472748

Ciao  amici miei!

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