Monthly Archives: August 2013

SEX BETWEEN BLACK PEOPLE AND WHITE PEOPLE? NOPE…

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..unless you’re prepared to go to prison for six years.

Shocked?

Surprised?

Yeah, well, that’s what The Immorality Act in South Africa (Apartheid times) was all about.

The penalty was up to five years imprisonment for the man, four years imprisonment for the woman, and if you were a coloured woman, you’d get six years.

Why six years for Colored women? ‘Cause they were thought to be provoking white males into having intercourse with them.

I kid you not.

Lucky for my family, the act was repelled in 1985.

Betrayed – He’d Get his Girl at Any Cost, is an interracial love story.

Had I written a book of this nature then, my ass would have been thrown in jail.

But right now my ass is safe.

Lucky ass of mine. 🙂

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RELEASE DATE: My Brother, My Rival

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Hey all, happy to announce the release date of

My Brother, My Rival …drum roll, please …

31 August 2013.

But wait, there’s more…

For a limited time we are offering you all a free copy of book one and book two, in exchange for a review.

If you are interested, please email your details to everabi2012@hotmail.com.

Remember to add your Goodreads name, so we can tick your name off our records.

But wait, there’s even more…

Here are some reviews on My Brother, My Rival books one and two:

“What a sexy book. Loved every minute of it!”

“I’ve just finished part one with tears falling from my eyes. How do you do it?”

“Loved it!”

“I couldn’t put the book down.”

“Reading this book pulled at all my emotions, moments of smiling… laughing and tears.”

“…a nice, fast paced, emotional read.”

“…if this book doesn’t make 5 stars then people don’t know what a bloody good book is. My only complaint is I didn’t want it to end!!!”

“This book is awesome.”

End of reviews.

And finally, here is an excerpt from book one:

“How dare they enjoy dinner while my world crashes around me?

Fury blinded me and my urge to destroy returned with a vengeance.

I turned my Hummer around.

“Where you going to, Cody?” my mother demanded, her voice frantic.

I didn’t answer. I hit the gas and gunned the Hummer toward Bridie’s old place.

“Cody, where are you going?” my dad demanded.

I stared ahead as I floored it.

“Cody, just stop!” Jenna said. “I know where you’re going! You stop right now, Cody!”

Ignoring all their pleas, I drove on until I pulled up into the parking lot outside Bridie’s old place.

Just in time – I spotted her standing outside Scott’s Roadster in the parking lot.

Scott was still in the driver’s seat, talking on his phone.

I braked, and without killing the engine, hopped out of my Hummer.

Within seconds, my family was running behind me, pleading with me to leave Scott and
Bridie alone.

Bridie spotted me first. “Cody!” she mouthed, fear in her eyes.

I picked up a brick from the side of the road and walked toward Scott.

“Cody!” Bridie screamed. “What are you doing? STOP!”

I ignored her and walked over to my brother. I was going to smash his skull with the brick until his brains lay all over his Roadster.

His window was opened. Good. When he saw me above him, brick high up in the air, ready to hit him with it, he dropped his phone.

I raised the brick to smash it down his face.

His eyes grew larger.

“CODY, NO!” Bridie screamed.

When I looked into Scott’s eyes, I wavered.

We stared at each other.

I willed myself to do it, to kill Scott.

But I couldn’t do it. He was still my brother.

Even though he stole my girl, even though he hurt me like no one in this world had ever hurt me, I couldn’t hurt him.

How I wished he was some other fucker at that moment.

Frustrated, I booted in the Roadster’s door three times. The door caved inwards.

Scott tried to open his door, but the door wouldn’t budge.

He scrambled toward the passenger’s side and tried to open that door, but I dropped the brick and pushed the Roadster until it fell onto its side.

“What are you doing, CODY?” Bridie screamed.

With the Roadster on its side and Scott trying to boot in the BMW’s windshield, I spun around to look at Bridie.

With eyes as big as saucers, she walked backward. “Cody, stop, please!”

I walked faster. She turned and started to run away from me.

Bad move. There’s no way she could outrun me. I raced after her. She ran faster and in a bad move, toward my Hummer. I ran after her and caught her by the hair.

“Where the FUCK are you going to, sister-in-law? Huh? We need to talk, Mrs. Garrett.”

“No, leave me alone!” she cried, as she tried to free her hair from my fingers.

“You owe me an explanation,” I said, as I dragged her to the Hummer and shoved her into it. I got into the driver’s seat and sped off.

Behind me, Jenna, my mother, and father were running after the Hummer, screaming my name. I didn’t stop.

“Slow down, Cody!” Bridie cried.

“Why? Why the fuck should I, huh? Let us both die. Today. NOW!” I stepped on the gas.

“CODY, PLEASE STOP!” she begged.

I flashed her a mirthless smile. “Scared? Huh?”

“Why are you doing this?” She was crying now.

“Because I thought I was in a bad dream, but guess what; it’s true, my brother married my FUCKING GIRL! Not a dream, honey, just my reality.”

“Cody…”

“What the fuck are you CRYING FOR?” I yelled.

“Cody, I don’t understand, you cheated on me. Why are you acting like you’re so cut, huh?”

“Cheated on you? What the fuck are you talking about, Bridie? I never cheated on you.”

“You did!”

“When? When the FUCK did I cheat on you, huh? You talking about that stupid body shot? That was fucking cheating? Huh?”

“No, not the body shot, Cody. The night of the party – you cheated with Nicole!”

“What are you talking about, Bridie? You’re hallucinating. I did not cheat with Nicole.”

“Yes, you did, Cody! I walked into your room and saw you both in bed. I left straight away.”

I shook my head in disbelief. She could lie so blatantly? Fury overtook me. I locked the steering wheel of the Hummer. It slid across the road like it we were on snow.

“Today, both of us are going to die,” I warned.

End of excerpt.

Tha…that’s all folks!

ETA:

Book one is now available on amazon.com by clicking on the link below:

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MY BROTHER, MY RIVAL (book two)

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Happy to announce that book two of My Brother, My Rival, is in the hands of my editor.

In the meantime, here’s a sneak peak of book two.
EXCERPT: (Raw)
But my rage, my anger towards Stephanie was the least of my worries.
A different set of fantasies proved even more troubling.
Cody.
Me and him. Me and him sleeping together.
Wait! Allow me to rephrase that. Me and him fucking like crazy.
I couldn’t get the images out of my mind. I couldn’t get him out of my mind, and my showers became frequent and colder.
It’s true – an idle mind is a devil’s workshop.
The moment my mind was relaxed, the workshop came alive and my fantasies sprouted – me and him in the backseat of his Hummer, me and him in my bathroom when the kids were asleep, me and him in a hotel during the day, me and him in the garage having a quickie.
This longing for him, the need to touch him, taste him, feel him and breathe him was all-consuming and I unhinged and feverish.
Sometimes, I felt like crying, that’s how plagued I was.
I thought of him the first thing in the morning and the last thing at night. If my sleep broke, my mind drifted to him, sleeping a few feet away.
Of course, I suspected he felt the same way. The way his eyes would follow me around, then when our eyes met, he’d shift his away. But sometimes he didn’t, and our gaze locked.
He started to walk around shirtless and touched me at every available opportunity.
But it wasn’t enough for me.
Subconsciously, I went into seduction mode. Maybe even consciously, I don’t know.
My shorts grew shorter, my tops grew tighter and my sheer nightdresses grew sheerer. I tossed my hair, cocked my head, smiled at him from under my lashes, slowly licked a spoon, walked like Cat Woman when I was sure he was looking at my ass, and used my cotton candy voice on him.
Even though I wasn’t sleeping with him, I had Brazilians and wore thongs.
I was ripe for him, I was asking for it and I paraded my wares like a hooker.
Wanton.
That’s what I was.
I just wanted my husband’s brother.
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YOU WILL PAY – for Leaving me

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Happy to announce that this book, which is now FREE is number 4 on amazon.com!

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This is what readers are saying about this book:

“This is a love story more than anything else and it was funny too!”

“Excellent, held my attention, eager to find out what Arena would do next…”

“Brilliant. Felt real. Wanted to know more.”

“Revenge can be soooo sweet! Loved it!”

“Overall You Will Pay is an engrossing read, which I stayed up until the early hours to finish, holding my breath at the awesome ending.”

“a cracking good read, has elements of a thriller, although it does contain some sweet romance.”

“…a great story and steamy sex scenes!”

“Wow. Rabi does it again. Fantastic but disturbing.”

“There was so much strong emotion it was like a physical work out! My heart was racing at the tense moments, and melting at the tender ones.”

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MY BROTHER, MY RIVAL

wordpress image my brother my rivalA fast-paced, modern romantic thriller that will keep you riveted.
This book is FREE 26 to 30 July 2015

BLURB:

Cody Garrett, a former Navy SEAL, has never met a skirt he didn’t fancy. His six-pack, rugged looks and bad boy image ensures a steady stream of hot babes waiting to slip him their phone numbers wherever he goes.
So, he is confused when Bridie Barker refuses to go on a date with him.
It’s not like she’s a stunning beauty or something. According to him, her ears are big, she’s well-rounded and she’s not even a D-cup.
In spite of her shortcomings, the more she pushes him away, the more he finds himself thinking of her.
Twenty-year-old Bridie Barker has control issues. Every detail in her life is planned.
Her closet is color-coded and she has an array of storage containers, to ensure that everything is in its correct place.
Her whole world is black and white, and grey areas are a no-no.
When she meets the warm and grounded Scott Garrett, she thinks she has found her soul mate. Unfortunately, and to her disappointment, things don’t pan out with Scott.
While waiting tables, she has a disastrous run-in with his brother, wild boy Cody Garrett, King of Body Shots, who parties every night with a different girl.
Even though he’s good to look at and makes her laugh, she turns down his advances as he’s clearly the tag-and-release kind of guy.
Besides, she is pretty sure he owns not a single storage container, and she’s certain that his closet is not color-coded.
Problem is, Cody Garrett finds her rejection an aphrodisiac and pursues her.

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This book is FREE 26 to 30 July 2015

Excerpt from My Brother, My Rival

My urge to destroy returned with a vengeance. I turned my Hummer around.

“Where you going to, Cody?” my mother demanded, her voice frantic.

I didn’t answer, but hit the gas and gunned the Hummer toward Bridie’s old place.

“Cody, where are you going?” my dad demanded.

I stared ahead as I floored it.

“Cody, just stop!” Jenna said. “I know where you’re going! You stop right now, Cody!”

Ignoring all their pleas, I drove on until I pulled up into the parking lot outside Bridie’s old place.

Just in time – I spotted her standing outside Scott’s Roadster in the parking lot.

Scott was still in the driver’s seat, talking on his phone.

I braked and without killing the engine, I hopped out of my Hummer.

Within seconds, my family was running behind me, pleading with me to leave them alone.

Bridie spotted me first. “Cody!” she mouthed, fear in her eyes.

I picked up a brick from the side of the road and walked toward Scott.

“Cody!” Bridie screamed. “What are you doing? STOP!”

I ignored her and walked over to my brother. I was going to smash his skull with the brick until his brains lay all over his Roadster.

His window was opened. Good. When he saw me above him, brick high up in the air, ready to hit him with it, he dropped his phone.

I raised the brick to smash it down his face.

His eyes grew large.

“CODY, NO!” Bridie screamed.

When I looked into Scott’s eyes, I wavered.

He stared, I glared.

I willed myself to do it, to kill Scott.

But I couldn’t do it. He was still my brother.

Even though he stole my girl, even though he hurt me like no one in this world had ever hurt me, I couldn’t hurt him.

How I wished he was some other fucker at that moment.

Frustrated, I booted in the Roadster’s door three times. The door caved into him.

Scott tried to open his door, but the door wouldn’t budge.

He scrambled toward the passenger’s side and tried to open that door, but I dropped the brick and pushed the Roadster until it fell onto its side.

“What are you doing, CODY?” Bridie screamed.

With the Roadster on its side and Scott trying to boot out the BMW’s windshield, I spun around to look at Bridie.

With eyes as big as saucers, she walked backward. “Cody, stop, please!”

I walked faster. She turned and broke into a run, away from me.

There’s no way she could outrun me. I raced after her. She ran faster and in a bad move, toward my Hummer. I caught up with her and grabbed her hair.

“Where the FUCK are you going to, sister-in-law? Huh? We need to talk.”

“No, leave me alone!” she cried as she tried to free her hair from my fingers.

“You owe me an explanation,” I said, as I dragged her to the Hummer and shoved her into it. I got into the driver’s seat and sped off.

Behind me, Jenna, my mother, and father were running after the Hummer, screaming my name. I didn’t stop.

“Slow down, Cody!” Bridie cried.

“Why? Why the fuck should I, huh? Let us both die. Today. NOW!” I stepped on the gas.

“CODY, PLEASE STOP!” she begged.

I flashed her a mirthless smile. “Scared? Huh?”

“Why are you doing this?” She was crying now.

“Because I thought I was in a bad dream, but guess what; it’s true, my brother and my FUCKING GIRL! Not a dream, honey, just my reality.”

“Cody…”

“What the fuck are you CRYING FOR?” I yelled.

“Cody, I don’t understand; you cheated on me. Why are you acting like you’re so cut, huh?”

“Cheated on you? What the fuck are you talking about, Bridie? I never cheated on you.”

“You did!”

“When? When the FUCK did I cheat on you, huh? You talking about that stupid body shot? That was fucking cheating? Huh?”

“No, not the body shot, Cody. The night of the party – you cheated with Nicole!”

“What are you talking about, Bridie? You’re hallucinating. I did not cheat with Nicole.”

“Yes, you did, Cody! I walked into your room and saw you both in bed. I left straight away.”

I shook my head in disbelief. She could lie so blatantly? Fury overtook me. I locked the steering wheel of the Hummer. It slid across the road like it was on snow.

“Today, both of us are going to die,” I warned.

End

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