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Concordant Vibrancy: Unity, An All Authors Anthology BOOK RELEASE

 Welcome one and all! Thanks for joining us today in the celebration of the Release of Concordant Vibrancy: Unity, An All Authors Anthology.

Blurb:

All Authors Publishing House, a subsidiary of All Authors Publications & Promotions, is pleased to present its first short story anthology, Concordant Vibrancy .

Concordant Vibrancy represents the interweaving of unity and uniqueness through the eyes of eleven incredible writers. Through the array of genres, all of these talents share a phenomenal love of writing which aims to leave imprints in the reader's imagination.

Short stories in this collection:

"Butterfly Mask" by Nicola McDonagh

"Messarii's Blood Hunt" by D. John Watson

"Seven Days" by Harmony Kent

"Touch Me" by Andrea Houtsch

"... and we" by Adonis Mann

"Til Death Do Us Part" by A. Lopez Jr.

"Coalesce" by Da'Kharta Rising

"Her A to Z" by C. Desert Rose

"Lester's Release" by Synful Desire

"The Authentic Snap" by Queen of Spades

"Alma's Unsung Angel" by Y. Correa.

What makes Concordant Vibrancy Different than most Short Story anthologies?

It was best described by Y. Correa, the Founder of All Authors Publications and Promotions ...

Excerpt of Concordant Vibrancy:

Once upon a time I sat under a large and old tree—the tree was surrounded by many others like it, all of them contented with one another.

I marveled at the wave of wind that passed by, which like an invisible tide drew past the trees making the leaves on them swish like the perfect choreographed symphony—first one, then swiftly and smoothly the rest followed in suit. It was an inspiring thing to behold.

I thought …

There is no better demonstration of unity than that of Mother Earth. She teaches us that all things are connected—the heavens to the earth, the earth to the ocean, the ocean to the heavens—round and round it goes, dancing without squabble in absolute unison. It truly is a beautiful thing to see.

In addition I pondered … 

As the matter of fact, the bigger picture is that the entire universe is connected. Whilst our planet is the size of a marble in comparison to the enormity of our universe, that by no means makes us any less valuable. She, Mother Earth, depends on the universe and vice versa. Could you imagine the impact on our solar system if just one planet became misaligned with the rest, just the smallest bit askew? We would all feel the repercussions of that micro-movement. The surface of earth would spin out of control, ravaging humanity with a cataclysm of natural devastation.

And so, I thought further, and said to myself, “Does humanity not realize the impact they have between one another? Do they not see that one action of strife can cause a wave of destruction?”

While it is true that I do not know you, I know this; you and I are linked simply because we are inhabitants of this planet.

Why do I say these things? Because unity was the foundation of the establishment of All Authors Publications and Promotions.

A year and a half ago a thought occurred to me, it was “Why are authors competing with one another? Why can’t they just work together?” Now I’m certain that I was not the first person to think that way, and certainly not the first to act on it, but I did see that while some authors were trying to work together they were doing it in a way that rivaled one another. It was around that time that the idea of the All Authors Blog Blitz crossed my mind.

I’d done some research on Blog Blitzes, their use and aim, and I thought, we can all do that together. We can create a tidal wave of recognition if we just work together.

What I did not expect was all that would follow after the All Authors Blog Blitz. In less than a year’s time, All Authors Publications and Promotions was born. A place created by an author, for authors, trying to establish unity in this market.

In time the All Authors Magazine was born, then All Authors Graphic Design, then the All Authors Certificate of Excellence, and many more projects.

Some people ask me why I chose the name All Authors. Well, that’s pretty self-explanatory, it’s because we advocate all authors, and try to reach all readers.

So, like leaves on a tree, we are all connected.

Mother Earth, the best example of unity mankind has.

Today, marks the historic event of the RELEASE of Concordant Vibrancy: Unity, An All Authors Anthology. In commemoration of this wonderful day we've decided to give 3 lucky people a chance to win a Paperback Copy.

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Concordant Vibrancy

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Cover Reveal: Concordant Vibrancy: Unity, An All Authors Anthology

Welcome!

Today we are happy to present you with the cover of

"Concordant Vibrancy: Unity, An All Authors Anthology"

Before we show you the cover, lets tell you a little bit about Concordant Vibrancy.

Blurb:

All Authors Publishing House, a subsidiary of All Authors Publications & Promotions, is pleased to present its first short story anthology, Concordant Vibrancy.

Concordant Vibrancy represents the interweaving of unity and uniqueness through the eyes of eleven incredible writers. Through the array of genres, all of these talents share a phenomenal love of writing which aims to leave imprints in the reader's imagination.

Short stories in this collection:

"Butterfly Mask" by Nicola McDonagh

"Messarii's Blood Hunt" by D. John Watson

"Seven Days" by Harmony Kent

"Touch Me" by Andrea Houtsch

"...and we" by Adonis Mann

"Til Death Do Us Part" by A. Lopez, Jr.

"Coalesce" by Da'Kharta Rising

"Her A to Z" by C. Desert Rose

"Lester's Release" by Synful Desire

"The Authentic Snap" by Queen of Spades

"Alma's Unsung Angel" by Y. Correa

It was important to portray both the unification and individuality of each author as well as the theme of this anthology on its cover. In the introduction of Concordant Vibrancy, Y. Correa, the creator of All Authors P&P explains it this way, "... like leaves on a tree, we are all connected. Mother Earth, the best example of unity mankind has."

Without further ado, we present you with the cover of Concordant Vibrancy created by All Authors Graphic Design.

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Author C. Desert Rose is happy to bring you "If Death Should Love Me; Fate's Endeavor Series Book 1" absolutely FREE for the first and last time this year.

For a limited time only you can get If Death Should Love Me for FREE on Kindle.

Here are some reasons why you should run, right now, and get your free copy of If Death Should Love Me by C. Desert Rose.

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If Death Should Love Me

Fate's Endeavor Series

Book One

Excerpt

Copyright C. Desert Rose & AAPH

Comoros, Africa

197 A.D.

I was eighteen. A man in both body and mind. No longer was I the boy that wished to prove himself a man. There was no doubting it—everyone knew the man I had become. My wife, family and friends were proud of the person I now was.

Everyone knew, as did I, that as the first born son I would be the inheritor of my father's reign. Unless of course, something should happen to me.

Now, in being a husband and a prince, I was of the right mind to have many sons. This was, after all, the way of my people.

I was hunting, readying my wife, soon to be born child and myself for the winter that was quickly approaching. From afar I heard my sister's voice calling me. “Amari! Amari! Come... come quick! It is time!”

The thought came that I must have lost track of time, I had not realized that I had been away so long. That morning Sulika mentioning that she felt some discomfort. When I asked her if she would be alright, she assured me that she was fine, that there was nothing to worry about as she still had another two weeks before her child baring day. So clenching my teeth, I went ahead and left to hunt, deciding against my better judgment.

And yet, here was my little sister, gravely calling for me to return.

There was no denying it, the time had come. I would be a father. Today.

Running fast through the jungle, making certain that I would not miss the big event, I practically flew through it. All of the women gathered together in Sulika's birthing hut call out to me, urging me to hurry. Sulika had been calling for me. It was not customary that a man enter the birthing hut, but this time the women made an exception as I was being insistently requested by my wife.

Sulika's mother came to me, “Amari. Please, hurry. She has been calling for you.”

Sulika?” I called softly, she heard me and looked over in my direction. Her skin so very pale—a thin blanket of snow upon rich chocolate skin, it was. Completely flushed of color. Her lips were dry and cracked.

She saw me and reached to me, “Amari,” she spoke, so softly, so void of strength, that I barely made out what she had said. “Come.”

Closing the distance between us, I sat at her side and took her hand in mine. Then grabbed a rag that was beside me and wiped her head. “I'm here now. Fear not.”

She smiled a very weak, fragile grin, “Yes. Thank you.” This birthing was indeed taking a toll on her.

“No worries love, soon it will all be over and you will be holding our baby in your arms in no time at all,” I smiled at her and continued chatting, hoping inwardly that it was making her feel better. “It will be a boy. Strong, like his father. His mother's eyes. We will walk around the entire village displaying his greatness. Everything will be over before you know it.”

A contraction. She squeezed my hand with whatever strength she still contained. She moaned and whimpered. My heart broke for her. With my other hand, I rubbed her back, “I am here, love. I am right here.” She breathed, trying to ease the pain. Still it was of no use because she had no strength. No fight was left in her. So once again I commenced my babbling, hoping that to a certain extent it would help her feel better—even if just the slightest bit. “When he grows, I will make sure that he becomes the tribe's best hunter. And, he will be the tribe's strongest man,”

She looked at me with hopeless eyes. “What if it is a girl?”

“Well if it is a girl, she will look and be everything like her mother. Nothing like her father. I would not want to ruin a perfectly good thing.”

Another contraction. She tensed. I could feel the pain that ran through her also run through me. I wished and prayed to all the tribal gods that they would help me ease her pain somehow.

My mother pulled me aside for just a moment. “Amari, she is not well. We are doing everything we can. But, her labor is not normal. The child is breached. She is losing too much blood.”

My hands began to shake, I was irrecoverably unnerved. “What is going to happen, Mama?”

“I do not know my son. We are doing all that we can. I hope the gods help her through this.”

For a long time, I did not leave her side, not letting her hand go for a second. I could feel the life drain from her with every breath. I worried deeply for her and my unborn child.

After several hours of agony and pain, it was time.

All the women scurried around her, cheering her on as best as they could. Some ran about trying to collect cloths, others gathered hot water, some had tools in their hands. And Sulika, was weakened— flimsy and lifeless. I panicked. They were screaming, yelling, fussing about.

All of it seemed like a blur. My eyes were fixed on my wife, observing that she was even paler now,  than just a little while ago. I bent over her. If it was a reflex of protection or desperation, I do not know. I needed to collect my emotions. Then I kissed my wife's forehead and whispered into her ears. “Everything is going to be alright.”

“No... it is not.” was her reply, and her words seeped out of her lips like soft, supple smoke from a dimming candle. Barely audible, barely there.

“Push, Sulika, push!” Someone demanded. She used whatever strength she had and pushed. This went on for just a few minutes. At one given moment she pushed with all her might. Then, I heard my wife take a long aching breath, and breathed no more.

My heart dropped to my stomach.

I looked at her, staring, hoping that what I had just seen was in my own imagination. I heard more commotion. The women were running amuck. They began to yell and scream to each other.

Everything turned into slow motion. Muffled voices, screams and cries. Yet my eyes were fixed on my wife.

For a split second I looked down at the child. A girl. She was right, but the babe was lifeless as well. She flopped like a wet rag in the arms of my mother-in-law.

Just like that, it was all over. My wife and my child were gone. I had lost everything that meant anything to me in a matter of a day. I was broken. Destroyed.

I named the child Alala, meaning like a dream—for that was all that she had been. A dream...

We buried them together, the tomb read; “My FIRST and ONLY wife, Sulika and our little angel Alala. You will never be forgotten.”

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Double New Release Spotlight (Kali Tenee and Angela "Lykebudda" White)

Today on All Authors Blog, we are in for a special treat.  Two talented ladies have released their poetry collections in close proximity of each other, so what better way to celebrate than to give them special spotlight.

Title: sky shore sea

Author: Kali Tenee

Blurb: A collection of poems written with the mind, body and soul in mind, "sky shore sea" is an inspirational and cathartic exploration of self-discovery. Almost journal-like, the poems become a footprint of the author's journey through life and love. From love of nature, self-love and soul mate love...this personal work brings about conscious thought as well as one's awareness in the world. "sky shore sea" has one purpose overall...to connect the readers, not just to the author...but to themselves.

Available NOW on CreateSpace!

About the Author:

Kali Tenee was raised in a home where books and learning were second nature. As a child, she was an honor student, even skipping a grade...whose love for books and written word were apparent as early as 4. 

Poetry and creative writing became Kali's personal dream space and could be found sketching characters to accompany her notebook stories. 

As an adult, by way of social media, Kali found herself blogging, sharing her poetry and venturing into erotica. She is currently working on releasing her first novel and is a self-taught graphic artist whose company Fancy Face Kreations is in its beginning stages of a small business.

In her spare time, Kali enjoys cooking, crafting, nature-watching, amateur photography and music.

Title: Lykebudda: Windows to my Soul (As the Budda Flows Volume II)

Author: Angela "Lykebudda" White

Blurb (in the author's own words): This is the continuance of As the Budda Flows as I share more intimate pieces of my life. Windows of my Soul is me opening my heart before the world. Cut and dry, straight to the point, unapologetically transparent. My poetry is for those who love hard with no regrets. Follow the drips of my love.

Available NOW on CreateSpace and Amazon!

About the Author:

Smart, witty, and very outspoken mother, poet, blogger,and now self published. All of my poems are true to life, written from my experience of love, happiness and pain. Transparent. It all started for me after many years of falling in love and living life. The first spark happened when I discovered my first heartache and rejection. The no holds barred appeal is my personality. Real, truthful, blunt, and unapologetic. You will enjoy and definitely relate. Thank you for your support.

With the second installment of As the Budda Flows , Lykebudda: Windows to my Soul, continues her no holds barred approach with her poetry. Spanning four different facets of her soul. She gives you just what you need with her charismatic and direct deliverance of her pieces. If you are looking for the real, don't look any further. You will finish this book wanting more.

Two poetic works; two phenomenal ladies.  For real talk that touches the spirit, make these books a staple in your library.