Dating in New York City is not a game for amateurs. Like any sport, it requires appropriate attire (a.k.a., an outfit that makes you look better than Amal Clooney), a strategy (developed over brunch with your friends), and a coach to keep you sane (your best friend, your roommate, or a trusty colleague). And, sometimes, if your pals become sick of hearing your dating woes and horror stories, you take drastic measures: You hire a recruiter - that is, a matchmaker. Enter, me.

"Some people weren't meant for this world."

Forty-six-year-old Rhonda Basil says a lot of things. Herding around four children, a sleep-deprived husband, and a dog that seems to have adapted the gene of nine lives puts a lot of stress on a working mom- especially when the family makes her want to bash her head against a wall. Between the kids and their dad, Rhonda is known as the nagging, screaming, never-satisfied mother that they've been blessed to have. Between Rhonda and her blogging site, her children and husband are known as the people that can't seem to be responsible, pick up after themselves, stop whining, and decide dinner on their own. But when Rhonda's blog is discovered, hurt, betray and defiance appears. [Dedicated to Mariah Caitlin, @hurtingsouls] [And the moms who may hurt and suffer, but never want anyone else too] [A humorous and spiritual novel] [Updating when almost finished]

Casual sex is harder than it seems. In order to keep it safe, both emotionally and physically, Jake comes up with a set of rules.

Several months after a tragic mistake, a rift remains strong between Ellie and the man she loves. While she wishes to end the everlasting heartache and guilt, dreams of getting back to how life used to be keep her from taking distance to a whole new level. But closed ears, hearts, and minds make for bare progress, and Ellie finds she can only seek peace in her dreams. With their marriage on the brink of ending, will Archie find the forgiveness to save it? And can Ellie ever find it within herself to forgive and move forward? cover by dysanic

She has skin like porcelain. He is a shade like bronze. But when all their differences are put to the side... The Brown Boy and The White Girl indulge in the sparks between them. © 2014 All rights reserved | Short-Story #3 |

What do you think would happen if you started seeing glimpses through your soulmate's eyes, knowing you're due to meet them in a week? [Book #1 of The Soulmate Series] © felicitate | 2015