Top 5 Hot & Steamy Romance Fantasy Book Picks – February 2019

These are my top 5 picks for hot & steamy romance fantasy books for February 2019

Keep in mind that most of these titles are not suitable for readers under the age of 18.

Pretty much I would say that these would make you blush at work if you read them.

They’re pretty good stories but be prepared for hot & steamy scenes.

1) Unbind by Nadine Travers

Book 1 of the series Supernatural Intelligence Agency by Nadine Travers

This urban romance had me in stitches and pining for the male protagonist. Truly a must read story.

2) Scotland Lovers

All four books of the Time Travel Series by Nadine Travers

Finally the series is complete with the latest release of book 4 for Scotland Lovers.

3) The Debt Collector

An Underground Bad Boys Romance by India Kells

The heat in this story is OFF the CHARTS.

4) Apollo is Mine

First novel in the series Harem of the Gods by Mila Young

Yummy. Yummy. Yummy.

5) Immortal Hearts

First book of Fate of the Witch series by Raven Moon

This story had many mysteries that kept you guessing and luscious love scene that you should not miss.
Will Rainelle be able to see through the lies that cloud her life and discover her true destiny?

Tune in next month, March 2019, for the top 5 fantasy book picks that will involve magic & luck.

Moon Marked: Chapter 1 – The Old Amusement Park






I always come here to take picture of the beach at night. It was my solace or my escape from my father. I don’t know if it’s because of the sound of the waves rolling in or if it was simply the peaceful cal that the night offered me.

Either way I’d take it to avoid another confrontation with my dad. My pulse quickened as I remembered the last thing he said to me before I ran out the door with my camera…

His face became purple as he slammed his hands down on the table pushing the chair out from under him, “That’s it! You’re going to military school!”

He almost got me too but I was too fast. I was smaller and more nimble than his thick gorilla hands could muster when he tried to collar me at the screen door. That old grouch. Not like military school is gonna put some meat on these bones.

Why did he have such an issue with me taking pictures? It’s not like I’m the athlete type anyways. Nggn. I couldn’t for the life of me figure out why my hobby was such a bad thing.

For one it kept me from being a constant customer at the hospital and two I had the opportunity to have my pictures score me a good scholarship into an Ivy League school… just like Mom wanted.

Mom understood me. Why can’t Dad? It’s not my fault that I’m not a jock. I shake my head avoiding the sudden throat pain that accompanied my sorrows then take another gaze through the viewfinder.

The beach shone white tonight under the almost full moon. Someone was laying out under the stars. I readjusted the focus to get a better look.

It was her. The mysterious girl who only bathed in the glow of the stars and moonlight on the beach. She had been showing up over the past few nights while I’ve been snapping these photos.

Call me crazy but every time I looked at her I felt a connection. Don’t get me wrong I wanted to go say ‘Hi’ but she’s smoking hot. A girl of her standards wouldn’t want anything to do with a guy like me. I exhale my breath as I tried to zoom in closer to see if I could finally see her gorgeous face.

As my finger lightly touch the outer rim of the focus ring I hear the wood of the pier creak behind me. My heart dropped. Did dad finally find me here? My mouth went dry as my heart continued to beat fast threatening to escape my chest.

“Penny for your thoughts?” The girl laughed.

A cool sensation rushed through my body as I released the breath that I was holding. My pulse was still running fast but nothing like it was before I realized who it was that found me on the old pier. I let my camera dangle from my neck as I turned around crossing my arms leaning up against the railing.

Waves crashed in the backdrop. Before me stood a girl with long blonde hair tied up in a low ponytail. She was cute–if you can call a toothpick cute. She was my annoying next door neighbor Penelope Bauche. Any chance that she had in using the word ‘Penny’ gave her utter glee and it was down right aggravating.

Penelope stood there with her arms behind her back rocking on the heels of her feet while wearing flip-flops and a spaghetti strap summer dress. A grin was plastered over her stupid goofy face obviously waiting for my answer.

I peeked over my shoulder back at the beach. The girl was gone. “Dammit.” I cursed.

Penelope pursed her lips, “You shouldn’t swear.”

“What do you want, Penelope?” I glared at her.

“I was sent to find you,” She said in a small voice tucking her chin downward, “and it’s Penny.”

I pushed my thick black rimmed glasses back up my nose, “Who sent you?”

Depending on her answer determined my choice on if I went back home. If it was my step mom, Casey, or my little brother, Pete, then for sure I would head on back. However, if it was dad? No. He can take a long walk off a short pier for all I cared.

She sighed rubbing her arms gathering them into a hug, “Your Dad.”

Of course. Send ol faithful to come hunt me down. Bastard.

“Well you can tell him that you couldn’t find me.”

Penelope continues to look around the darkened pier as she got closer to me. Her brows widened, “You know that I can’t lie. Beside you shouldn’t be here.”

“Not my problem.” I huffed then turned back towards the beach leaning hard on the rail. My camera swung back and forth. I took it off from around my neck and set it aside.

“Danny, don’t you remember the stories my gramps told us?” Her voice shook.

“Yeah.” I watched a large wave crash hard onto the beach. “But they were only stories… and nothing more.”

“I don’t like it here Danny.” I could hear her walking on the creaky old planks. “That old abandoned amusement park gives me the creeps.”

“Then leave.” I replied. She was starting to get on my nerves. The old amusement park never scared me. It was the only thing that shielded me from people… made them leave me alone.

I could feel her standing behind me before she placed her hand on my shoulder, “Daniel, please.”

I rolled my shoulder away from her while I grabbed my camera taking a few steps further from where she stood. I turned back towards her. My fingers clutched onto the case harder than they needed to as I thought about what everyone else wanted from me.

“What about what I want? Huh?” I shouted at her. “Everyone wants me to do what they want but do they ever ask what I wanted to do?”

“Danny, I just–” Penelope began but I cut her off.

“No,” I shouted back at her. “If you don’t want to be here then leave. Feel free to tell my Dad where I am because I don’t care. But I’m not going anywhere. I will stay here all night if I have to.”

Ah, much better. Finally I could feel the tension release and my fingers loosen on my camera’s body. My shoulders slumped forwards as I looked down momentarily at the old wood. That’s when I heard the sob. I look back up.

Penelope winces as she steps back. Tears stream down her slender face glistening in the glow of the moonlight. Great, now she’s crying. Why’d I have to go and make a girl cry?

Running my fingers through my dirty blonde hair I straightened my shoulders. Penelope stood there hugging herself as muffled sobs escaped her lips every now and then. Tonight wasn’t cold for it was a balmy seventy degrees.

No, she was scared and upset. She was upset at me and scared by the stories her gramps used to tell about the abandoned amusement park that loomed in the dark behind her. A subtle white aura shimmered about her silhouette.

Captivated by her natural beauty brought on by fear and the darkness behind her I snapped a photo. Her mouth gaped open before she stormed over to where I was standing evaporating the magic as she swatted the camera out of my hands.

Penelope’s eyes widened when she realized what she had done. I watched in slow motion and in horror as it landed onto the harsh and unforgiving pier. It tumbled not once, not twice but three times snapping the lense right off in the process.

“Shit!” I rushed to gather the pieces to my camera off of the pier.

“I’m sorry, Danny.” Penelope apologized.

“Shut up.” I snapped while picking up a shattered plastic part to my camera. My hand reached forward to pick up the lone lens on the ground. The glass portion fell out in several pieces. “Shit… shit. shit. Shit.”

Tears were really streaming down Penelope’s face as she crouched down to help pick up the shattered plastic parts of my camera, “I’m so sorry Danny. It was an accident.”

“Go. away.” I said in a slow and calm manner. There might have been a slight growl in my voice but I didn’t care at the moment. For I was crouched over my camera’s remains. My shattered dreams. Good bye Ivy League… Hello Grunts R Us.

She offered another plastic piece as she begged, “Danny, please. I’m sorry. Maybe we can get it fixed?”

I threw the broken piece back at her, “We can’t you idiot. My Dad will never give me the money to fix this camera. You know he hates it…” I sink to my knees then stare up at the stars trying to blink the tears away, “even though it was my Mom’s.”

Penelope’s bottom lip trembled. Her arms were wrapped securely around her slim frame. Her cheeks were still wet from her crying. She stands back up and without another word she turns and runs away leaving me alone. Alone with my broken dreams and sad memories that adorned the old weather worn planks of the pier.

Eventually I got back up and retrieved my camera bag. I emptied the remains into the bag then started to search the floor for more pieces that may have broken off during the tumble. It was getting late for the fog was starting to roll in making the search harder.

Stupid Penelope. Why did she have to go and do that? Now I have to find a way to make some money to get my camera fixed without Dad knowing.

I stood up and stretched my back then worked my arms. I must have been so focused at the task at hand that I didn’t notice until now that I wasn’t alone. Goosebumps rose on my skin. Well that’s a first.

A tall figure was leaning against the railing. He or she was looking out at the sea. Strange that I didn’t hear them approach my part on the pier for my section is exceptionally squeaky and loud. I chose this area so that no one could sneak up on me.

I adjusted the bag on my shoulder getting ready to leave when I heard the shadowy figure ask, “Need a job son?”

I looked at the remains of my camera with the various broken pieces jumbled within the bag. Before I looked back at the person leaning against the railing. The person exhaled as they turned around then strode forward.

My eyes widened as the figure became taller and taller the closer they got. I took a step back as I stared upwards almost falling backwards catching myself at the last minute. The person was freakishly tall.

The person bends over getting nose to nose to me. I notice that it’s a man. He was close enough for me to see his long twisted red mustache under his spindle long nose and shaggy eyebrows above his yellow eyes.

The man had yellow eyes. I tried to swallow between each shallow breath I took as I gazed into the man’s eyes.

He asks again, “I say, young man, do you need a job?”

My knees shook as I tried to unlossen my dry tongue to answer his question. His mustache twitched as he moved his nose during a sniff. Standing straight up he readjusted his sleeves, brushed the imaginary dirt off and straightened his skinny tall top hat.

All the while he kept his strange yellow eyes on me. He then shook his arms and reached into his left sleeve pulling out a card handing it to me. My hand was shaking as I took it from his glove outstretched hand.

Flipping it over I peered at the perfect lettering that said:

The fair. Tarot’s tent. 8pm sharp. Don’t be late.

“What fair?” I asked glancing up from the card but the weird tall man was gone.

The old ferris wheel lit up and moved crooning out its old carney music making my blood go cold. Maybe Penelope’s gramps was right?

For the first time in a long while the pier with the old amusement park gave me the creeps. Zipping up my camera bag, while trying to swallow my nerves back down, I high tailed it out of there heading home. I guess Dad was less scarier than the supposed old amusement park tonight.

Top 5 Fantasy Book Picks – January 2019

For this month’s pick we have a variety of demons, vampires, dragons and more. Check out these top 5 great sci-fi, urban fantasy and fantasy picks for January 2019.

1) No Rest For The Vengeful

Book 2 of the series Counterstriker’s Revenge by Ian Worrall

Join Melissa as she makes the decision to finish the mission that she started or to confront her greatest enemy.

2) The Modest Proposal Institute: A YA Dystopian Novel

First book in the series Modest Institute by Paul James

Can two school rivals put aside their differences to prove that humanity is worth saving?

3) Dragon Between Worlds

Prequel to the Divide Series by T.E. Bradford

Like all evil villians they’ve started out as young and innocent. Follow Cyril on his journey and discover what turned him towards the dark side.

4) Mortality Bites

First book in the series Mortality Bites by Ramy Vance

Meet Kat. She’s an ex-vampire. All she wanted was to resume her normal mundane human life. Little did she know that she was about to be pulled back into the supernatural drama she thought she left behind.

5) Hoodwinked

First book of The Demon Exchange series by Beth Hendrix

Poor Gwen Taylor. She never asked for what was happening to her. Now she has to learn to balance the good and evil that was warring within her mind or be doomed to become one of the creatures that she hunts.

Tune in next month, February 2019, for the top 5 fantasy book picks that will involve hot and steamy romance.

Goodbye 2018. Hello 2019!!

Goodbye 2018.


Hello 2019!!

It’s a brand new year and of course new goals are in order.

What does Charmed Embers Publications have planned for you this year, 2019?

First, I would like to announce that this blog for 2019 is going to be far more busy than it was in 2018.  You’re guaranteed that each week there will be new content on this site.

So, what’s the schedule?

I’m so glad that you asked for I’m super excited to announce the following awesome posts that will hopefully be happening on a weekly and bi-weekly basis.

Here’s the monthly itinerary:

✧・゚: *✧・゚:* MONDAYS *:・゚✧*:・゚✧

Mondays are the doldrums when it comes to the start of the week. Which is why I feel that it would be best if we kick off with an inspirational post that starts with a quote from a well known person. I will give my spin on what I think it means and will encourage you to add what you think as well.


✧・゚: *✧・゚:* TUESDAYS *:・゚✧*:・゚✧

Tuesdays will be set aside for announcements, events that you can attend on Facebook and in real life, upcoming book releases, sales on current books and book tours.


✧・゚: *✧・゚:* WEDNESDAYS *:・゚✧*:・゚✧

Wednesdays are for the Top 5 Urban Fantasy Books (first Wednesday of every month), the book that I’m currently reading, book reviews and if we have time then an author interview (last Wednesday of every month).


✧・゚: *✧・゚:* THURSDAYS *:・゚✧*:・゚✧

Thursdays will be set aside for miscellaneous posts such as shared short stories, story related posts such as maps / notes/ spells or even characters.


✧・゚: *✧・゚:* FRIDAYS *:・゚✧*:・゚✧

Fridays… ah Fridays. This day I’m most particularly excited about for it will be the day that I will post a chapter from my debut series MerWere Saga. The MerWere Saga is about a mermaid and an average American teenage boy. Fun drawings will accompany the story posts.

Dustin is your average American teenager who works at the carnival for his summer job. Little does he know that his life is about to change in a big way.

Shimmer, the mermaid, who happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time got bitten by a werewolf. Every full moon she turns into a wereshark. She has to figure out a way to get rid of the curse before she ends up hurting her friends and family.

Join Shimmer and Dustin, every Friday, as they deal with their teenage life problems such as school, bullies, families while they also deal with other evil paranormal stuff too.


✧・゚: *✧・゚:* SATURDAYS *:・゚✧*:・゚✧

Saturdays are for Creature Features. These will be a bi-weekly post featuring various creatures from myth, fantasy and sci-fi universe. Each post will have fun drawings to illustrate each creature and their unique abilities.


✧・゚: *✧・゚:* SUNDAYS *:・゚✧*:・゚✧

Sundays will be a rest day… sort of. On this day the newsletter will go out to all subscribers with a roundup summary of that week’s posts.

In conclusion…

As you can see 2019 is going to be jam packed with lots of stuff. I hope that you will enjoy the content that is planned for this year. 2019 is going to be AWESOME!!

On a side note I would like to let you know that I do plan on finishing up and releasing books 2, 3, 4 and 5 for the Mystical Mishaps Series for this year, 2019. Also for CLICK Series my goal is to release books 2, 3, 4 and 5 as well. It’s a hefty goal and I hope to accomplish it. It can be done if I’m deligent about my time.

Let’s go 2019!! Woooooo!!!



Why Supernatural Stories Are the Best Thing Since Sliced Bread

I would be lying if I said that I didn’t like supernatural stories.

I’m not talking about the hit show Supernatural but stories that ARE supernatural.

Supernatural stories are my bread and butter when I want to read something in the fantasy realm. There’s nothing like a good chill of something out of the ordinary.

Before we go any further let’s define what supernatural is…

According to Merriam-Webster dictionary the term supernatural (which is an adjective) is defined as:

1: of or relating to an order of existence beyond the visible observable universe; especially: of or relating to God or a god, demigod, spirit, or devil
2a: departing from what is usual or normal especially so as to appear to transcend the laws of nature
2b: attributed to an invisible agent (such as a ghost or spirit)

“Supernatural.” Merriam-Webster, Merriam-Webster,

In regards to Wikipedia, supernatural is explained as:

The supernatural is that which exists (or is claimed to exists), yet cannot be explained by the laws of nature. Examples often include characteristics of or relating to ghosts, angels, gods, souls and spirits, non-material beings, or anything else considered beyond nature like magic, miracles, etc.
“Supernatural.” Wikipedia, Wikimedia Foundation, 6 July 2018,

What’s my definition of supernatural?

Things that are unexplained. That what may seem impossible is possible with the right mindset.

Or my personal favorite definition… something out of the ordinary that seems magical.

So, why are supernatural stories the best thing since sliced bread?

It’s an opinion, really. If you ask any die-hard fan of supernatural stories they’ll tell you their reasons why they think they’re the best.

For me? I like the idea that there is more than what we know of in our world. That there’s a magical aspect or twist to our own reality and that all that we currently see is the surface… like the surface of the water and there’s tons more going on underneath. It is up to us to dive on down and take a peek at what’s going on below… if we dare.

Oh… you want concrete reasons?

  1. Mystical, Mythological and other creatures do exist – such as werewolves and vampires ~ Hello! Edward and Jake!
  2. Magic is possible
  3. An alternate spin on our reality ~ it makes us rethink what is real
  4. Transports you to another world, time or dimension where you can escape your usual everyday life for a little bit
  5. There’s nothing like getting chills from something that could be possible
  6. Without supernatural you would never have gotten stories like Harry Potter, Twilight, The Dresden Files or even the Mercy Thompson series
  7. They give us hope and spark our imaginations

Those are my reasons for why Supernatural Stories are Better than Sliced Bread.

Do you agree? Do you have more to add to the list?

In conclusion…

Supernatural stories will always be my go to genre when it comes to finding a new story to read. They may all end up being the same story lines but the characters will always bring something new to the table. It’s the characters that I like reading about and seeing how they vanquish the obstacles that stand before them.

It’s the magic of the unique characters and how they interact in a world where the impossible happens and creatures of the night exist.