The Great Unicorn Hunt Begins – Pre Order!

The Great Unicorn Hunt Begins is up for pre order at eXtasy Books
(Note: If you pre order you can get the story a few hours before it is officially released!)

Coming 8th July 2016

The Great Unicorn Hunt Begins

Alice could not help her lips curling up into a smile as she began, “Do you know, I always thought that Unicorns were fabulous monsters, too! I never saw one alive before.”
“Well, now that we have seen each other,” said the Unicorn, “if you’ll believe in me, I’ll believe in you. Is that a bargain?”
–Lewis Carroll, The Lion and the Unicorn, Through the Looking Glass and what Alice Found There.

Charlie is a happy Unicorn. He has a place to live, all the sugar he could ask for, friends and he’s safe. Or, at least he was until some Vampire put a billion dollar bounty on his head. Not wanting to put his friends in danger, Charlie leaves and makes a run for it on his own.

Ever since William had been cursed with immortality, he knew that he’d never be able to find someone to love. But, one look at Charlie challenges that thought and sends William’s life spinning.

Will William be able to rescue Charlie? Or was their love doomed from the very beginning?

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Funeral Service & Celebration of Life for Edward Sotomayor

Although I only knew him for a precious few moments, he never failed to make me smile.

IMPORTANT UPDATE: We at along with the family of Eddie Sotomayor would like to thank everyone for their outpouring of love and support during this difficult time. We are happy to hear that so many of you will be traveling from all over the world to attend the funeral service and celebration of life + candlelight walk in St Pete Pride Parade that immediately follows for Edward Sotomayor, one of the victims of the Pulse shooting in Orlando. #OrlandoStrong

We have created a Facebook group for your convenience in order to communicate effectively the most up to date information regarding the event details of Saturday, June 25, 2016.

This is the Official Page with the correct information in order to alleviate any confusion:

This is also the perfect place to ask any questions regarding Saturday and the events planned.

We are expecting a tremendous number in attendance for both his funeral and the celebration of life and ask you to click on the event and RSVP if you plan to attend. We also encourage you to share this event on Facebook with anyone who might be interested in showing their support. Thank you again to everyone.

Funeral Service & Celebration of Life
for Edward Sotomayor

Saturday, June 25, 2016 at 2pm in Robarts Arena
3000 Ringling Boulevard | Sarasota, FL 34237

Join the family of Edward Sotomayor and the staff from to celebrate his life as the incredibly loving, witty and magnetic personality he will always be remembered as. We will commemorate him for always living life to the fullest and on his own terms and for leaving every person and place better than he found them. With great love we honor our “Top Hat Eddie” and hope that you will join us to do the same for him and all 49 victims who lost their lives at Pulse. #OrlandoStrong

If you would like to speak at this Memorial Service, we would encourage you to do so. Please send your request and a summary of what you would like to say to:

Legendary Journeys / will provide complimentary roundtrip transportation from Robarts Arena Memorial to St. Pete Pride & Candlelight Walk (up to capacity).

Immediately Following Celebration of Life, please join us for:

Saturday, June 25, 2016 at 5pm until 8pm at King of Peace MCC
3150 5th Avenue N. | St. Petersburg, FL 33713

You are invited to join the family and friends of Edward Sotomayor for a candlelight walk in the St. Pete Pride Parade. We will be meeting at the King of Peace MCC from 5pm until dusk (for the start of the parade) to pay respects to our beloved “Top Hat Eddie” and his family as well share in the remembrance of this incredibly special person. You are encouraged to speak to honor the 49 victims of the Pulse shooting. #OrlandoStrong Refreshments and air conditioned facility with bathrooms will be provided. We encourage everyone to join us for this special walk as we stand together in love and solidarity.

We ask you to please bring (if possible):

  • White Candle
  • Wear a White Shirt
  • Black Top Hat (available at any party store)

Legendary Journeys and are providing the link below for anyone that would like to donate to support Eddie’s family during this difficult time. Your support and kindness mean the world to them. Click to go to the Offical GoFundMe for Eddie’s Family

“Do all the good you can, to as many people as you can, as often as you can.”
– Edward Sotomayor –

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Eli Lieb & Brandon Skeie – Pulse

Hi Everyone,

Steph is working on a story for the MLR Orlando Anthology where all the proceeds will be donated to the families affected by the Pulse Nightclub Shooting.

In the meantime she asked me to share this video with you all:

To donate to the families affected by the Pulse Nightclub Shooting click:

Grief hotline:

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It’s at moments like these where I often find myself at a loss for words. Which is a funny conundrum for any writer to face. Words are our art form, our life, the way we work through the darkest points of our lives.

Like all of you, I awoke yesterday and was greeted by the nightmare images of what happened in Orlando. President Obama said it perfectly, it was an act of terror, but it was, also, a hate crime. A hate crime that was directed at my son, my friends, my loved ones. In short, some of the most important people of my life.

When my son came out, the LGBT community welcomed us with opened arms. They helped us learn how to navigate this new world that we were faced with. For as sad as it may seem, at that moment in the eyes of many, my son had become a “lesser than.”

It was a bitter pill to swallow and it still hurts to this day. Even though we have made great strides in equality in recent years, the hate is still more prevalent than ever. The words that I hear spilling from certain politician’s mouths, city officials who refuse to issue wedding licenses, and just from ordinary people continue to confuse and anger me. I thought that we would have progressed more as a society. Learned more from the mistakes that have been made is history. Yet, this issue of prejudice and hatred continues to flourish.

So, I have some things that I will be doing. I will continue to fight harder than ever against hate. I will speak out against those who are building a breeding ground for more hatred to grow. Most of all, I will not be stopped.

This is what I won’t do. I will never speak aloud or write down that shooter’s name. He does not deserve that honor. Instead, I will embrace the names of the victims and their families. I will burn each name into my memory and never forget about them.

One more thing I will refuse to do is to blame one religion for this. ISIS is not Islam any more than the Westboro Baptist Church is Christianity. Islam is a religion of love, respect and kindness toward their fellow men. We must not let this change us and make us stigmatized an already unfairly ostracized group of individuals.

What I call for all of us to do is to make sure that we always say “I love you” to the most important people in our lives. Not be afraid to step out of the shadows and speak for what is right. For if we do, then they will win. That we can’t ever allow.

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Winner, News and a new Contest!

Hi everyone *waves*

First of all, let me introduce myself. My name is CJ and I’m Stephani’s PA, which basically means I get to bug her about a lot of things (it’s fun!).

Stephani will be doing a weekly blog post on Wednesdays starting next week. It was going to be today but for those of you who are friends with Stephani on Facebook will know the reason why she’s not writing a post for today.

So instead, I’ve taken over *evil laugh*

The first thing on my list – announce the winner of Steph’s contest for a copy of Opposites Assent. The winner has been drawn by and the winner is…



Congratulations Mattie 🙂
Please send an email to with your preferred format of Opposites Assent and I will send it to you. If you’ve already got it, email me and let me know and we’ll come up with something 🙂

Now, the next thing on my list – the Little Monsters series!

Stephani has finished writing book 2 in the Little Monsters series – The Great Unicorn Hunt Begins. It will be sent to the publisher early next week (after a final read through) and it still has to go through the editing process but it’ll be out in no time!

To celebrate, I’m kicking off a contest for a copy of The Hunt Begins (Little Monsters #1) or if you’ve got it, a $5 gift card from Amazon or ARe (since I’m not sure exactly when book 2 will be released).

To enter, all you need to do is tell us which character you like the best so far. Bronson (Well Heeled Jack), Nixon (Brownie), Charlie (Unicorn), Ice (Abominable Snowman) and Brute (Big Foot) are some, but not all of the characters.

So who do you like best?

Winners will be drawn next week (Wednesday).

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I’m baaaack


After my final head block, I think that I’m finally back for real this time. (bye, bye migraines) So, I decided to make things nice and pretty, starting with my new website. Which, I love more than cupcakes.

Things are going great with Joie and Cody. Joie is now fifteen! Can you believe it?I remember when she was just a little thing. Now, she’s a teenager and has the attitude to prove it. I don’t think that Shane would even want to take her on.

Speaking of Shane, he’s going to be getting his own series. I thought he deserved it after all the hard work he’s been doing. Plus, he’s been on his best behavior…well, for the better part. We don’t want our favorite bad­boy to change too much.

Since, I have my new website, I decided to start things off with a contest. Who loves things more than a free read? So, leave a comment below to be entered to win a copy of Opposites Assent. It’s my first time dipping my toe into science fiction. I hope you guys enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it.

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Double Shot Cappuccino – Re release


Double Shot Cappuccino has being re released through MLR and is available now!

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We bereaved are not alone. We belong to the largest company in all the world–the company of those who have known suffering. – Helen Keller

Nash has never gotten over the loss of his brother, Luke. Not even opening up the coffee shop that they’d always dreamed about has filled that missing piece in Nash’s heart. So, the last thing he needs is Luke’s old best friend, Tyler showing up. Worse yet, the guy is volunteering to help Nash during one of his busiest weekends of the year.

As soon as Tyler sets his eyes on Nash, he’s a goner. In all the years that have passed since they’ve last seen each other, Nash has grown up and then some. Tyler doesn’t know it’s right for him to make the moves on his dead friend’s brother. Yet, he can’t deny the connection that’s forming between them. Will Tyler be able to deny his needs? If so, will he be making the biggest mistake of his life

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Opposites Assent – Out Now!

Opposites Assent (Underground Fortitude Book 1) is out now! Blurb: Every good leader knows that a war can’t be won by sheer strength alone. There have to be strong brains, too. That is what the few remaining humans have left in Jared and Avis. Jared is the young, tough soldier who fights the alien invaders out in the ruins of what was once the flourishing city of Detroit. Avis is the youthful doctor who struggles to keep what is left of humanity surviving, while trying to figure out what make the Outwarders tick. That’s not their only enemy, either. Their biggest adversary may be within their own ranks. Will it tear Jared and Avis apart just as they finally accepted their feelings for one another? Or will it make them grow closer together? Buy Links: ARe Amazon MLR
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Ash Swan by Amber Kell and Stephani Hecht – Re-Release

Ash Swan 200

Amazon | ARe

Also please note, if you have a copy of your receipt, please email Sheri at to receive your new copy of Ash Swan. This is a re-issue of a previously published work. Landon Cob future king of Aria had four years before he could legally be king. Deciding to use this time to learn about other cultures, Landon travels to the realm of earth to see how they run things. His work with the governor helps him learn about earthly ways, but it isn’t until he meets Brian Dawson that he really starts to think about his future. Brian Dawson doesn’t know what to think of the gorgeous man who takes him home after he has a spill. In his experience people were rarely kind for no reason. When Landon is hit with a curse Brian learns that evil witches and magic can be real. In his wildest dreams he never thought his love life would include a king.  
It was a good thing Petra didn’t believe in tradition, decorum, or any of those other stuffy things. Otherwise it would have been hard for her to justify wearing a white string bikini while dancing on MTV’s live spring break show. To be fair, there had to be at least a hundred other people dancing with her, but she doubted any of the others were a fairy godmother in training.
To make her little, itty-bitty sin greater, she was supposed to be back at the academy studying with her classmates. But who wanted to be stuck in a stuffy room reading about spells, object transformations, or how to counter wicked curses when the sun was up and a hundred buff, half-naked studs were calling?
This morning, when she woke and spotted the oh-so-tempting Fort Lauderdale weather report, she did what any other immortal young gal of one hundred years would do—she magically retracted her wings, tucked her bright red hair up into a bun, and grabbed her beachwear.
The last thing she wanted or expected was a summons to the high castle, and yet that’s exactly what came while she was pressed between two hot men in what could possibly have passed for dancing but was actually more like a simulated sex act.
The summons shocked her, horrified her, and made her completely forget to change her clothes before she answered the call. Which was how she ended up in the middle of the throne room, dressed only in her thread of a bikini and about ten gallons of suntan oil from her former dance partners’ bodies.
Petra stumbled a bit on her high-heeled white sandals. A wave of dizziness always followed teleportation. As she looked up, she became painfully aware of all the disapproving gazes pointed her way—and by all she meant a lot… a whole, whole lot.
“Crap,” she whimpered under her breath.
The crowded throne room of the royal castle of Aria was so packed it would have been shut down by the Fire Marshall if they were on Earth. The king, the queen, and all seven of their kids stood prominently on a dais at the front of the room. Worst of all, Petra’s mentor and main teacher, Eleanor, stood just a few feet from them. Judging from the look of shock and horror on her face, she wasn’t pleased. She even let out a strangled sound as she put a hand to her chest.
Unlike Petra, Eleanor wore the customary fairy godmother garb. Her dark pink gown perfectly matched her mauve wings. Complementary beads and gemstones threaded throughout her intricately braided brown hair, making her look regal. Eleanor swallowed hard a few times; her face turned all kinds of interesting colors, and then she snapped her fingers.
A gown appeared on Petra, covering her bikini and sending a surge of annoyance through her when she noted the pale yellow color. Eleanor knew Petra hated yellow. No doubt her mentor had done that on purpose—a subtle punishment.
Petra’s wings burst out of her back with a loud whooshing sound. The crowd gasped at the all-black color, causing a flood of shame to redden her cheeks. Some fairies considered black wings a bad omen, or worse, an outright death curse, while others pooh-poohed the idea and considered it old-fashioned. Obviously the palace crowd had yet to catch up with the times.
The oldest prince, a boy with dark brown hair and matching eyes, smiled at her, showing off the cutest set of dimples. The youngest boy, an infant with a mop of blond curls, let out a bubble of laughter as he stared at her wings.
Ha! At least some people had good taste.
Petra plastered on her best serious expression as she curtsied first to the king and queen, and then to Eleanor. “You summoned me here, mistress?”
“Yes. I have some sad news. Finnegan died this afternoon,” Eleanor announced.
Now that did come as shocking news. As a fairy godfather, Finnegan was immortal, which meant he should have been damn hard to kill. So either he’d done something incredibly stupid or somebody had murdered him. Given what an ass the guy was—oops, had been—Petra could see either scenario playing out.
“Let me guess… he boinked the wrong guy’s wife.”
Although Petra had whispered the sentence to her mentor, the gasp coming from the queen let her know she hadn’t been as quiet as she’d hoped. Eleanor closed her eyes and moved her lips. Petra knew she was silently counting to ten—something her mentor did with alarming frequency since being named Petra’s advisor.
“No, he got into an unfortunate chariot accident.”
Oooh, it must have been unfortunate indeed… as in decapitation or some other gruesome end.
“He was hanging out with Puck again, wasn’t he?” Petra sadly shook her head. Even she knew better than to hang out with that mess of a guy. The one and only time she’d hung out with him, she’d woken up with a misspelled tattoo and a humdinger of a hangover.
“We can talk later. We have more important issues to discuss,” Eleanor stressed as she tipped her head to the side.
Petra may be slow at certain things, but she wasn’t stupid, so all sorts of alarm bells began to ring inside her head. Fear made her mouth dry. She nervously licked her lips in a lame effort to moisten them. “What’s going on?”
“You’re the last of the Emerald line. I’ve called you here to take over Finnegan’s duties.”
The queen interrupted them. “I’m sorry, but I don’t understand what this girl has to do with my children.”
“Forgive me, Your Highness. Please allow me to explain. Whenever a fairy child is born, they are bestowed with special gifts and talents. With those gifts comes a status that forever marks their place in fairy hierarchy. For centuries, the royal family has only been protected by those from the Emerald sect.”
“Why is that?” The queen flicked a dubious glance at Petra.
“Because Emerald fairies are best at countering curses and fighting off other forms of evil.”
“You mean to tell me that she is the best your kind has to offer?” the queen demanded, raising a shaking finger to point at Petra.
“She does hold great potential,” Eleanor defended.
It heartened Petra to hear a sliver of a compliment coming from her usually stern mentor. She wished she could have a videotape of the event. But all the warm fuzzies vanished at Eleanor’s next statement.
“Besides, she’s your only choice.”
“Nonsense. Just break with tradition and have a fairy from another sect watch over my children,” the queen ordered with a flick of her hand.
Petra’s dislike for the woman grew. While the queen might be pretty enough on the outside, with her white-blonde hair and deep blue eyes, on the inside, she was a troll. Petra knew since the one lesson she had managed to master was the ability to read person’s true self.
“Begging your pardon, Majesty, but that is impossible,” Eleanor said with a slight bow of her head.
The queen’s cheeks grew red with anger. “Why?”
“Because while you may rule here and have your own laws, our laws predate yours by thousands of years. We are the caretakers of the kingdom and, by rights, responsible for its citizens. So I’m afraid we can’t just put another fairy sect in charge.”
Petra’s lips parted in shock, and she barely managed to hold in the laughter.
While she’d been on the receiving end of Eleanor’s censure before, Petra never dreamed her mentor would give the queen the same treatment. It was nice to see the mean woman put in her place.
“I’m the queen!”
“Yes, I realize that,” Eleanor replied in a firm voice, “but fairy inheritance is very complex. We can’t change our traditions on any royal’s say-so. Monarchs come and go, but we are the land’s eternal caretakers.”
“You expect me to allow that… that… hussy around my children?” The queen glared in Petra’s direction.
“Petra is young yet. She’ll grow into her role.”
The queen turned to her husband. “You’re the king. Make them listen to you.”
The king put a comforting hand on his wife’s shoulder. “Maybe we had better listen to the fairies. While their ways may not always make sense to us, they have our best interests at heart and have watched over our family for centuries.”
The oldest boy spoke up. “I like the fairy. She has pretty wings.”
“Shut up, Landon,” the queen hissed. “You’ll soon learn pretty isn’t everything.”
An unexpected surge of protectiveness rose in Petra. She wanted to lash out at the queen for speaking so harshly to her son. Petra opened her mouth to say something, only to press her lips tightly together again when Eleanor gave a slight shake of her head.
The queen scowled. “I may not know all the rules and archaic guidelines you fairies follow, but I do know I can refuse to have Petra serve my sons.”
Eleanor’s eyes grew dark with concern. “I would highly advise against that, majesty. If you refuse Petra, the fairy council won’t have anyone else to assign in her place. That would leave your children unprotected.”
“My husband has a vast army at his disposal to protect his family. I’m sure we don’t need the added service of some fairy tart.”
“Majesty, I beg you to reconsider. I’ve recently had troubling premonitions, ones that speak of a great threat to your sons. You’re going to need Petra’s skills in the future.”
The queen gave Petra another once-over before rolling her eyes. “The only thing this one knows how to do is drink excessively and sleep around. We don’t need that kind of influence on our children. Now, be gone. Both of you.”
“Wow, rude much?” Petra shot off before she could stop herself.
A strangled sound came from the queen. The king groaned as Eleanor’s lips twitched into what looked suspiciously like the beginnings of a smile.
Landon spoke up again. “But, mama, I want her to be our fairy godmother.”
“I told you to shut up!”
The queen lifted her hand to slap the child, but Petra quickly fired off a spell, freezing the woman’s arm.
“You will not harm him!” Petra’s voice quaked with fury. She didn’t know who was more surprised—the queen for having her slap interrupted, Landon from having an unlikely savior, or Eleanor for having her usually flaky student’s spell work.
“You are in no position to tell me what I can or cannot do to my children. You’re not even their fairy godmother,” the queen shrilly reminded Petra.
“That doesn’t mean I’m not going to do everything in my power to make sure nobody harms these children. If I see anyone so much as touch a hair on their heads, I’ll make sure they suffer in the worst way possible. That includes you.” She stunned herself with her vehemence. Normally, she wouldn’t have gone so far in her interference, but for some reason she felt all “mama bear” when it came to the boys. So much so that for the first time ever, she’d willingly used her fairy powers on somebody else. With a quick flick of her wrist, she released the queen.
Making sure to keep a look of fury on her face, Petra gave a slight curtsy. “Begging your pardon, Majesties, but the boys will always come first.”
“What about our daughter, Taylora?” the king asked. “After all, girl or not, she is our eldest.”
Petra glanced over at the girl. A shiver went down Petra’s spine as the child’s dark-eyed gaze pierced her soul. With raven hair and alabaster skin, the girl held a beauty that seemed to come straight from fairy tales. Her soul was a different story. It appeared black and corrupted, as if something evil had touched it. “Another fairy has already claimed Taylora, but I can’t discover who it may be. I do know that it’s somebody very powerful and into black magic.” A collective gasp went through the room, followed by excited murmuring, which only served to further infuriate the queen. She let out a shriek and her face grew red. “I want both of you out of here, now! I never want to see you again.”
Petra opened her mouth to argue, but Eleanor put a staying hand on her arm. “Come, let’s leave. Ancient laws dictate that we must follow her orders.”
“But who will protect the boys?” Petra’s heart sank as she stared at the six princes. In her soul, she knew they were all in danger and that she was the only one who could protect them. With a final glance at the boys, she allowed Eleanor to pull her away.
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