Perfect Little Murder is here!

I’m happy to announce book #6 is available! What would you do if someone killed your brother? Cry? Get revenge? Check out my new suspense to see what Loren does.

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Franco was my brother, my best friend, my protector. He never missed any of my ballet practices.

Until Kina…killed him. I don’t care how many times she denies it. I know she killed him. And for that, she’ll have to pay.

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***If anyone wants a free copy so they can write an honest review, please email me: author.yawatta.hosby(AT)aol(DOT)com. I can gift the book at any book site or give a PDF, ePub, or Mobi file.

Right now, Perfect Little Murder is only available as an ebook. Once my proof copy arrives, I’ll be able to publish the paperback too 🙂

Keep smiling,

Yawatta Hosby

SIX PLUS ONE Available on Amazon!!!

I’m a proud mama. I’ve released my fifth baby,  SIX PLUS ONE, out into the world. Well Amazon 🙂

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ONE BY ONE ended with Detective Brown disgusted and traumatized over the crime scene in the woods. He wants to find justice for those poor victims and vows to keep his daughter safe from the horrors of the world.

Sequel time–SIX PLUS ONE, Detective Brown can’t keep that promise. Alta and her group of friends leave Voy on a road trip to Green Bank, West Virginia. They’re filming footage for their alien-centric web series.

What should be a get-in and get-out situation for the weekend turns into a deadly nightmare…

Here’s an excerpt for SIX PLUS ONE:

The local grocery store was empty except for Kendrick, his brother Eugene, and the wrinkle-faced cashier. The cashier stocked the dusty shelves. He had cans of beans to line up on display. Generic brand cereals, pancake mixes, and other foods were already on the shelves.

The brothers scanned the bulletin board of local events that hung on the puke green painted wall. A county fair. A coupon for the tourist attraction Green Bank Observatory. A book signing at the public library.

Kendrick wasn’t a believer. In fact, he didn’t think anyone in the Aliens R Us group was either, but aliens and UFOs were a popular market they wanted to tap into. It seemed like TV and movies focused on ghosts and paranormal activity. Doing something different would help them stand out. Busting out the acting skills and pretending enthusiasm was more Johanna and Alta’s responsibility, since they were in front of the camera as hosts.

Kendrick caught a glimpse of the rest of the crew through the window that hadn’t seen Windex in a century. Declan, who had a face full of freckles with ginger hair, was standing by Johanna and Alta in the parking lot.

Kendrick smiled when Johanna laughed and bumped hips with his girlfriend. Alta seemed to be in a better mood. He studied her vibrant face from a distance. She had a natural beauty. No makeup. Her long, straight black hair was pulled back into a ponytail. Her brown eyes always managed to pierce through him.

How could someone so wonderful be into him?

Kendrick’s heartbeat quickened as his eyes slowly shifted back to Johanna. She was more of an exotic beauty. Long wavy hair, tanned skin like she grew up on a beach, oval hazel eyes. He wondered what she saw in boring Declan, the sound guy for Aliens R Us.

Eugene, all neck and arms full of tattoos, continued scanning the board. “This bulletin seems so empty. Where’s all the 1-800-Missing signs?”

“Stop being disrespectful. How would you like it if someone came into Voy and made fun of it?”

His brother looked at him as if he had three heads, a tail, and an arm growing out of his stomach. “I wouldn’t give a fuck.”

Kendrick suppressed a laugh, not wanting Eugene to miss the point of “don’t be disrespectful to the locals.” You never knew whose help you may need. “We should get Johanna and Alta in here to interview the cashier. Maybe he can give us some insight into how the locals feel about their situation. Is there a division? Some hating the fact that they aren’t allowed to listen to music or use Wi-Fi on their cellphones because of the restrictions. Some hating because they think the UFO legend is bogus. This compared to some diehard believers, thinking strangers they meet could be pod people and agree with the no Wi-Fi restrictions. No questions asked.”

Eugene shrugged. “Or we can just wait until we meet Mike.” He stressed the name like it was more of a question instead of a firm statement.

“Grayson. The guy’s name is Grayson. Do you ever pay attention?”

Why ask a question I already know the answer to? Even though Eugene was the “research” guy for Aliens R Us, he never knew anything about their projects.

Eugene stared at Johanna through the dirty window. “Oh, I notice things.”

Kendrick followed his brother’s gaze. Now Johanna’s arm was interlocked with Declan’s.

Keeping quiet, Kendrick swallowed a knot in his throat. Last summer, Johanna had stopped by the apartment he shared with Eugene to drop something off. One thing led to another, and Kendrick had kissed her. She hadn’t stopped him−acquiescence was key. Did she like him? Was it a caught-in-the-moment situation? He never asked her. Not that it mattered.

Eugene had caught them that day. Kendrick hadn’t known his brother came home early from work because he was sick. Mouth agape, Eugene had stood in the doorway of Kendrick’s bedroom.

They had promised him it was a one-time thing. On the same day, Alta’s dad, Detective Brown, had been bombarded with an intense case in the woods. A group of friends had been massacred inside a cabin, and other mutilated bodies were found throughout miles of the woods near the lake.

Not ordinary friends−Kenan and Rae’s friends.

They were brother and sister surrounded by tragedy. Kenan was eighteen, and Rae was fifteen when they had vacationed in Voy with their parents. That summer some hillbillies broke into their cabin and tortured the family. They gutted their parents like fish as Kenan and Rae were tied up and forced to watch. Then, ten years later, which was last summer, Kenan and Rae’s friends were tortured, one by one, in that very same cabin.

Alta was already stressed during this road trip, so Kendrick had to keep his secrets by any means. It’d been thirteen months. He was confident Alta would never find out. He trusted Eugene, and he knew Johanna wouldn’t jeopardize her friendship with Alta.

Kendrick was in love with Alta, but he couldn’t fight his attraction toward her best friend. That’s why he often snuck moments with Johanna still.

The cashier coughed, grabbing the boys’ attentions. They spun around to face him. The cashier was standing with his hands in his pockets. “I hope you do this story justice. It’s not a joke to us in Green Bank.”

“It’s not a joke to us either, sir. We take our job very seriously.” Kendrick hoped his brother wouldn’t do anything stupid to contradict his promise.

“Well, I appreciate it. I hope you find my hometown to be resourceful.”

“Yes, sir.” Kendrick nodded and stared at the older gentleman, an understanding passing between them.

–If horror, thrillers, and slashers are up your alley, then give SIX PLUS ONE a chance to give you goosebumps. It’s available on Amazon. Even though it’s a sequel, the novella can definitely be read as a standalone.

Keep smiling,

Yawatta Hosby

Happy Birthday, A Writer’s Blog!!!

In November 2011, I got over my fear of no one would want to hear what I had to say. On the 17th of November, I wrote my first blog post called “Creative Writing for Beginners.” Years later and I’m still going strong 🙂

Happy Birthday, A Writer’s Blog!!! May there be many more.

Fun fact: On November 17, 2017, these are the countries that visited my blog:

  • United States
  • United Kingdom
  • Canada
  • India
  • New Zealand
  • Singapore
  • Malaysia
  • Thailand
  • Australia
  • Philippines

Keep smiling,

Yawatta Hosby

I Had So Much Fun At My Book Signing Today!

I have bad news and good news…

The bad news–I’m too busy and can’t participate in the 24 Hours Comic Challenge today. I had such a blast doing it last year. In the spirit of the fun artist’s challenge, maybe I’ll draw my comic tomorrow.

The good news–The YA author, Teri Polen, has featured me on her blog today. Check out my author interview by clicking here!

And, drum roll please…13 local authors and I had a book signing today at the Hedgesville Public Library!!! Not only did they feed us breakfast and lunch and provide us with free tables, Dana and the other lovely librarians bought each book from all of the authors. My 3 books will be on the shelves of their library! I’m so grateful.

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I met wonderful people and managed to sell some books. I’m so shy that I’m surprised I could talk to people lol. Wendy was my first sale with Twisted Obsession. After talking to her about suspense novels, I felt more at ease. I was very excited to see Kathy. We were local writing buddies back in 2013 when I was first starting out. It was cool reminiscing with her. She was my critique partner for Something’s Amiss (you can thank her for the steamy love scene at the beginning of the book). I hope she likes the way I finished the novella.

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I want to thank Kiel, my mom, and dad for coming to visit. I really appreciated the support. All in all, I sold 8 books. I’m proud of myself for coming out of my shell. I really enjoyed talking to Dani who is an aspiring writer. And, Allee was a delight to see. She’s a local poet still in high school! I hope in the near future I can buy their books 🙂

Today was my 3rd book signing. Here’s a flashback to my 1st one in Harpers Ferry:

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Keep smiling,

Yawatta Hosby

Patting Myself On the Back. I Acted Like A Professional Writer Today

Lately, I’ve been submitting short stories to magazines and anthologies. Lars’s Muse is one of my favorites. I’ve been submitting this flash fiction piece off and on since 2015 after it didn’t become a finalist for the contest The Cult of Me.

This month, I submitted Lars’s Muse to Horror Tree’s Trembling With Fear. Horror Tree is a great resource for writers looking for dark-themed places to submit to. Recently, the founder Stuart Conover decided to open up submissions to create a reading section for the site. New short stories are posted every Sunday.

Luckily, I heard from Stuart a couple days ago. Who knew a rejection could be rewarding? No sarcasm, I promise. I appreciated that he took the time to offer me suggestions to improve my story. Not only that but he gave me a chance to resubmit Lars’s Muse!

So instead of sulking over a rejection, I embraced it. I revised my story and resubmitted to Trembling With Fear. I’m very proud of myself for showing vulnerability by sharing my work and acting like a professional by listening to constructive criticism.

Maybe the 4th time will be Lars’s Muse lucky charm? I hope so. If not, then I’ll look for another place to send it.

Keep smiling,

Yawatta Hosby