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OMG!!! Been away from Social Media for a long time. I've missed numerous deadlines- erasing scenes, rewriting scenes, blah blah. But we're finally here at the end point. I need four beta readers. If interested please contact me via messenger or email: Ava.thorn1@gmail.com. Thanks

“Wow,” Leah sighed as Hamaz slide into the limo next to her.They finally left the charity ball shortly after midnight. All she wanted to do was shower and slip out of her high heels.“It wasn’t that bad.” He looked at her from beneath dark lashes.“This was my first ball. Matter of fact, it was my time ever wearing a gown, and hobnobbing with the rich and famous.”“Did you have fun at least?” He asked.“Surprisingly everyone was nice.”“They can be,” Hamaz nodded.Leah placed her finger under her chin, “Maybe it was because I was with one of the richest and powerful Saudi Prince. Not to mention the women were practically drooling over you.”“I didn’t notice.” He smiled.“Sure you didn’t”Hamaz reached for her hand, intertwining his fingers with hers- bronze and ebony. “Is there anything, in particular, you want to do tomorrow?”“Margot said that sailing along the Seine River is a must or even the Pont des Art Bridge.”“We can do anything you want to do sweetheart.” He lifted her hand to his lips and kissed it softly.Thank god they were sitting in the dimly lit confines of the back of the limousine. The partition was up between them, creating a barrier between them and Madani. Much to her surprise, she really enjoyed the time spent with Hamaz tonight. One particular partygoer whispered around her back, it reminded Leah of being back in high school all over again at homecoming.Throughout the evening, his arm stayed possessively around Leah’s waist as he spoke exclusively to different businessmen.  It was great to see Hamaz talk about a cause he held dear to his heart. He introduced to many business associates.She overheard some of the ladies in the bathroom chatting about the quiet mysterious Saudi Prince. Rumor was that Hamaz worked in intelligence years go after the attack in New York on September 9, 2001.  He told her he was on the held a seat on the Saudi Intelligence Ministry."What do you think of America?" Leah blurted out staring into Hamaz piercing eyes.Hamaz reached over and plucked a cool bottle of water from the stainless steel ice bucket. "Every year America is changing because of choices and the generation is evolving."She listens intently as Hamaz spoke warmly about America. Tonight she learned more about the man she was falling madly in love with. Yes, he served in the Saudi Military and work alongside US Military after September 11, 2001."Are you a spy?" She asked in a low voice."You Americans are fascinating creatures, why so much curiosity" He spoke in a hushed tone, loosening his tie and took a swig from the bottle of water. "You people want to know more and not satisfied with the answer you get.""Are you?"The limo came to a screeching halt at a green light.Hamaz lifted his hand, pressing the button to lower the partition glass.  "What is it, Ehan?""You're Highness, I believe there is an accident ahead" Ehan was speaking on his cell phone, "We're going to take an alternative route home,"Leah could hear the concern in both men's voices.  She was about to say something when their vehicle was hit by another car.The impact of the car colliding into theirs, caused them to propel out of their seats and onto the floor.  "Leah," Hamaz groaned, pulling her to him. "We need to go."Leah's head was spinning and ear ringing as she tried to catch her bearings.  She could feel warm wetness trickling down the side of her face. "Ok'" she moaned in pain.The car doors swing open, a lone figure dressed in black wearing a ski mask stood there. He spoke in Arabic.Leah was in shock, she didn't know what to do. She was like a deer in headlights."Is English better?" The gunmen asked, shoving a pistol in Leah's face"No, No, we're getting out," Hamaz lifted Leah's head up to meet his eyes. "We're getting out,"She nodded her head and stepped into the frigid winter night air. Huddled next to Hamaz as four menacing gunmen with huge rifles kept their beady eyes trained on them.Taking a handkerchief from his breast pocket, Hamaz wiped the blood off the side of Leah’s head.  "It’s going to be okay," he whispered,One guy ransacked the vehicle the limo as the other guys, stood there guarding them making sure they didn't move. Their large rifles caused Leah to shudder.The gunman emerged from the vehicle with a bag marked with a Saudi diplomat seal."Those are official documents," Madani says as he tries to rush the gunman only to be assaulted with the butt of the gun.Leah rushed to Madani side as he sat on the ground holding his bloody nose. Keeling next to him, taking the pocket square from his breast pocket and held it to his nose."Police!" One of the gunmen shouted, the sound of sirens could be heard in the distance."Take her,"“No!”Leah's eyes met a pair of dead hazel eyes. He was the self-proclaimed leader. He spoke Arabic, English, and French.  She turned and looked at Hamaz."No! There is over a hundred thousand dollars in the car," Hamaz shielded her. "Just take the money"She recognized, if she looked away for a split second she might have missed it.  His jaw was set and made him appear as a man hell bent on a mission. Protect her or die trying.When one of the gunmen cocked the gun at Hamaz, Leah scrambled to her feet. "I'll go, don't hurt him." She pleaded, standing in front of Hamaz.The leader pulled her hair and practically tossed her into the vehicles.ᴥᴥLeah was sandwich between the man she thought was the lead and one of his henchmen. They spoke in Arabic. Looking down silently, she chanted the ‘Lord’s Prayer’, hoping whatever they did to her was done swiftly.“Shut up,” a fist punched her viciously in the stomach, causing her to reel forward gasping in air as pain tore through her body.Suddenly someone behind had her hair was pulling with all their might. She screamed and tried to get away, a bolt of pain shot through her head. She screamed again and struggled to get away.“I have a few questions for you, and I don’t like repeating myself,” He said through clench teeth. “What is your relationship with Crown Prince Hamaz?”When Leah said nothing the man pulled her hair tighter as another blow connected with her face. Throbbing pain shot through her head. Leah screamed again as she struggled and twisted to get away, she could taste the blood in her mouth. Her heartbeat was filling her ears drowning out everything around her.He stared at her through his ski-mask, eyes blazing with madness. “Tell me!”Leah felt blood trickling down the side of her face. “Nothing,” she laughed hysterically, spitting in his face. “You kidnapped a person who doesn’t mean anything to him.”
“Bitch,” He yelled, someone took hold of her right hand. As the car came to screeching halt, she saw the glint of the knife in his hand.  Leah struggled and cried out for help as his blade cut into her hand, causing a brilliant stream of blood to leak down her arm.  The world around her spun and slowly everything around her became black. Sharing my playlist for Come Away With Me

Hello Everyone

I'm glad to say that I will be finally releasing Come Away With Me!  I know everyone has been patiently waiting for Hamaz and Leah story.  This book is full of sizzling romance and drama. The Saudi Royal family secrets will be exposed.

While recuperating from knee surgery,  I  was able to focus on Southern Hearts (Farrah and Austin's love story). Farrah married her country music star, now the question is can she keep him. How will she handle her new stardom? Will their love survive the public spotlight.

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I'm working on cool projects such as Southern Bells, International Lovers Ramiz and Harmony.
Working on my first paranormal!   
   

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Hi Everyone has been asking about about 'Come Away With Me' just want everyone to know the release date was push back due to breaking my leg. Two surgeries later- and finally getting my groove back. I can finally say 'Come Away With Me' will be release in 4 weeks.Beta reader please email me. Thanks for your time and patience

Chapter Two

“You’re going to be a rich artist one day,” he laughed and stood next to her. “Everyone is asking about you. They want to see your next collection.”

Leah knew that Pierre had the ability to be overly dramatic. Pierre was a nice-looking man with jet black hair and the most amazing cool blue eyes she ever had seen. He spoke with a French accent and was very flamboyant.

Leah owed a lot to Pierre. When she came to New York City, she was chasing her dreams while pounding the pavement Leah was born and raised Georgia. Just like any teenager, she had dreams and aspirations to become something or someone out in the world. When she left Atlanta for New York, everyone, including her parents, told her she would return soon. She received a partial scholarship to Columbia University, but it was barely enough money to pay for food and books. However, Leah wasn’t going to allow anyone to stand in her destiny, especially her unsupportive family.

“Painting is not a really job!” Simon Moore yelled. 
“I want to do it; it’s my passion,” she replied.

Pierre hired her at the gallery five years ago as an assistant. During the process of working for him, he had offered Leah the opportunity to display some of her work in the gallery. Her collection, “Better with Time,” went over well with the crowd, and she grossed enough money to allow her to move into a loft in Queens. Mostly importantly, Leah wouldn’t have graduated from Columbia without the help of her friend and mentor.

“Are you prepared for the showing in two months?” Pierre asked.

Leah nodded her head. “I have only three painting to go, but it’s like my mind is clouded.”

“Girl, ever since you and what’s his name broke up, you have been down in the dumps.” Pierre put his finger to his chin. “You should go to dinner with Leo and me.”

“No thanks,” Leah laughed. “The last time we went, I remember staying out until four a.m., not to mention the nasty hangover I had all day,” she grimaced.

“I’m telling you, you don’t know what you’re missing,” he said, and did a little dance move.

Leah couldn’t help but laugh at Pierre’s antics. “I think I’m going to go home and relax, order some Chinese food, drink a glass of wine, and watch a Lifetime movie on DVR.”

“All in that order?” he asked.

“Yes,” she grabbed her tote bag and turned to look at him. “Do you have a problem with that?”

“No ma’am. Call me and let me know you made it home safely.” He kissed her cheek before disappearing into the office.

“I’m locking the door!” Leah shouted.

Stepping outside into the cold Manhattan night, Leah shivered slightly as she pulled her hoodie on top of her head. She haven’t even been out the art studio for five minutes, and her fingers and toes were going numb as she walked through the deep snow. Leah had to chuckle to herself; she only missed the Deep South in the winter.

 Normally, Leah would have hailed a taxi, especially since the weather outside was so frigid, but she needed the time to think.  She always promised Pierre and Leo she would take a taxi at night, but tonight was one of those nights where she needed Mother Nature to help her creative juices.

Leah thought about what Pierre said. Ever since she stopped dating Christopher Newman, she had been in the dumps. Her friend and boss was correct, any woman would be down in the dumps when the man of her dreams proposed, only for her to say no.
“Leah, will you marry me?” Christopher asked on bended knee.

“Chris…” Leah said, looking at her boyfriend of two years. Christopher was a handsome man, with brown shaggy hair and brown eyes. He was lean and built from his day working at the fire station in Brooklyn.  She stared into those dark brown orbs; immediately she saw their life flash in front of her, and it wasn’t marital bliss that she saw. “You’re not my soul mate.” 


“What do you think about going out on another date with me?” he asked as a black sedan pulled up in front of them.
“Now, Mr. Tala, why would I do that?” She smirked, walking to the car. “You’re a complete stranger.” 
“We can change that between us…I don’t have to be a stranger.” This time, it was his turn to smirk. 
“Maybe.” 
“We could learn something from each other?” 
Suddenly, out of the blue, she reached up and grabbed his grey tie, pulling him down, causing a gasp to slip from his lips. Their faces were inches apart when she spoke.  Her voice was breathy and her eyes were bright with sensuality. “It doesn’t mean anything. It’s just a kiss.”
Hamaz closed his eyes, smirked, and leaned down further.
Leah broke the kiss and wiped lip gloss from his lips before dashing to the waiting car. She left him standing on the cold sidewalk, craving more from his dinner mate. 
Walking to his own waiting sedan, he slid in the backseat next to his trusted adviser and friend Madani.  
“I see that look on your face, sir,” Madani said, as he instructed the driver and bodyguard Ehan to drive to their hotel.
Hamaz tried to concentrate on Madani, but his mind was still on Leah. “Don’t have the slightest idea what you’re talking about, my friend,” he said, looking sheepishly at Madani. 
“You’re going to pursue her.” 
Instead of answering the one person who knew him. Hamaz chose to stare out the tinted window, at the snow that fell thick and fast to the ground. He muttered a curse word as he touched his lips from the kiss he shared a moment ago with Leah. Damn it all to hell. How could this enticing woman be stuck in his head?
“Are you planning on seeing her again?” 
“I don’t have to run my schedule around you,” Hamaz spat at his closest ally in the world. For some reason, there was something about Madani that rubbed him the wrong way.   
“I’m just saying, Your Highness, that if you to know more about this woman, I can have Ehan do a search on her.” 

Hi! Before I slip off into a writing frenzy! I just want to mention that I'm currently seeking 10 Beta Readers!  I have a few readers that already contacted me offering their reading services.
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I'm working with three new editors and five beta readers. I want the first novel of 2015 to be voided of those pesky grammatical errors.  I do appreciate everyone who follows and read my works...Xoxo   Ava

Come Away With Me(Saudi Arabian Nights Series 2)



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