Star Kava Author

HI * WAVES* Well I am completely giddy at this point. I am off to the Vegas in the morning to see one of my hetero life mates and her awesome man counter part. I would never have this opportunity if it wasn't for their extreme generosity, and I am humbles and blessed to call them friends. With this I was inspired to toss out something new I have been kicking around. I want to call it a romantic comedy, but we will see where it goes. I am not organized enough to map out my projects like everyone else I know. but this one has been muddling up my thoughts for a week or so, so I may as well let the little bitch of  a muse have her way. Not title yet. Enjoy ***** “Ladies, I’m going to break it down for you.” “ We have all been there. That awkward moment   when you are completely thinking inappropriate thoughts about someone incredibly unavailable.   Who doesn’t. I mean, why do guys get to control the market on pervy thoughts. It’s Ludicrous. Not only do I th...

So this happened. another small piece of a project I have floating around. I blame the ADD. *** Click My body goes ridged as the cold steel of a handgun presses against the base of my skull. “Move.” A menacing voice growls just loud enough to make the hairs on my body stand at attention. Shuffling from the awkward twist my assailant has on my arm, I am not moving incredibly fast. Not to mention, I can see another masked thug standing near the open trunk of the sedan that passed me so suspiciously earlier. Nope, not going to make this any easier on them. “Thought you could fucking hide from us didn’t you, you little pussy. We have men everywhere. Getting pulled over in this Podunk town was the last mistake you will ever make. Time to pay up, buttercup.” If I hadn’t emptied my bladder just before I walked out here, I would have pissed myself on the spot. What. The. Actual. Fuck.   Is going on. “Dude, I think you have the wrong guy.” I plead. “Shut...

Thursday, enough said. I am determined to actually finish my two main WIP and get them re-published, along with their sequels, hopefully more this year. I am jealous of my friends who can write quality work in like a month were as it takes me a year or more. time to step up my game.  Anyway, this week I am revisiting my favorite characters Israel and Brayden. This is an excerpt from Scarred 2..because I don't have the ability to come up with original names haha. Hope you enjoy. Scarred 2 Brayden My phone buzzes in my pocket as I sit holding Israel’s hand. She listens intently to the wedding planner, nodding and asking questions. Occasionally, she will shoot me a glance, but she knows I am not paying attention. I only have eyes for her. It was delivered to my office, just before I left yesterday.   The letter. I don’t know why I thought all of this was over. The police still have no leads on Izzy’s stepfather. The only thing I want now is to keep...

Well, I finally made it to 500 likes. I am pretty excited about this fact. I was going to do a special throw out, but alas, I have been trying to get muse up to date AGAIN for a family member who wants it in hard copy form. I have edited this damn book like 20 times, but it still isn't perfect. Maybe once I can actually afford an editor I will be able to reboot it, until then... So this is piece of something I mess around with when I am drawing a blank on everything else I have on my plate. No name, just a concept. Who knows could be something. **** “Isabelle!” A shrill voice calls from the foyer. I rush out of the kitchen, where I just deposited the pile of paper towels I used to clean up my graceful mistake from earlier. A blonde woman with lifeless blue-grey eyes, stands haughtily with her hands on her hips. A severe looking cream pant suit adorns her nearly curve less body, and a pair of pointed high dollar pumps protrude from under the wide floor length leg. A sc...