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Featured Author: Nikkea Smithers
About The Author Nikkea Smithers is a dynamic writer and spoken word artist originally from Connecticut currently residing in Richmond, VA. She has released several novels and poetry compilations. Her writing style is unique as she uses her ability to play on words throughout each project. Her novels flair with the explicit details of life told through her characters eyes. Her novel Sweet Dreams shot up the Essence Magazine’s Best Sellers List within five months of its release proving that her stories are provocative, fresh and truthful making her reader’s lifelong fans. Two of her books (Keith’s Story & Attitudes of a Woman) have been awarded with the Literary Hallmark & Legends Top Books 2009 award by Black Pearls Magazine. Her readers have fallen in love with her ‘tell it like it is’ approach to writing and she has been crowned ‘Author of the Year’ for 2008 by Xander Magazine. Nikkea’s books address issues that need to be discussed but are not overly saturated making her stand out in the literary industry. She is also the president of the award winning Readers With Attitude Bookclub which has been recognized as a force to be reckoned with in the literary industry.
Inside Danica's Closet ISBN: 9780977938766
Danica is back! Haunted by her treacherous past Danica Sherman decides to change the scenery in her life and searches for a path to redemption. The only problem is the more she runs from her past, the faster it accelerates towards her future. As Danica desperately tries to figure out what she is going to do about the mess she has made of her life, skeletons start tumbling out of her closet. Patrice's luck goes from bad to worse when she is forced to move back home with her parents following the aftermath of her encounter with Danica the year prior. Everyday she becomes more bitter as revelations wreck havoc and turn her life upside down. With only one person in her mind to blame, she takes revenge to an all time high. Danica and Patrice's paths cross once again and the tables get turned upside down! In a new city, with new insecurities and new threats...what will happen when they have to lean on the person they least expect to help them survive? In this jaw dropping sequel to On The Flip Side, questions will be answered as the drama continues! $15.00 Available wherever books are sold. http://nikkeasmithers.com An Exlusive Excerpt Just for you! Prologue:
I sat there. Looking into the desolate night, hands covered in blood. I had been there before, in a position where my hands were covered in blood. I could easily tell that the sirens were screaming in acceleration, coming in my direction. They weren’t close. But still, I felt them and that feeling for certain turned to hearing. Like when your heart is pounding so fast that you can hear the beats because you feel them almost coming through your chest. That was exactly how I was hearing the sirens. I could feel them. I knew right then and there that I was in deep shit and I had to think fast to get out of it.
This wasn’t like before. This wasn’t self-defense. I intentionally caused this man’s demise. I got off before. I had killed a man before. I had injured even more. This time things might not wrap themselves up into a pretty little bow and just go away. This time, things would be different. I had to get my story together.
Why had my skeletons come tumbling out of the closet when I least expected them to? I was hearing my mother’s voice ringing loud in my ears, “What’s done in the dark will come to the light.” She loved to talk in proverbs. Fuck proverbs. Where were those damn proverbs when my father’s foot was knee deep in her ass? I was there. I was there when she didn’t even know I was. I was the reason that he had stopped acting like a crazed man and started to love her like he had once before. She didn’t know the half.
At that moment, I didn’t have time to blame my mother for her choices. Why she chose to stay with my father was her decision to make. My issues were much deeper than hers would ever be. Her only indiscretion was in loving a man that didn’t love her. I had too many indiscretions to mention.
I had tried to run from my demons. I packed my shit and left the only state I had ever known as home and moved just to get away from them. I left my family, just to get away from them. But the damn light just had to find me. Why couldn’t what I had done in the dark just stay there? I tried to change my life. I tried to change my ways. I did everything in my power to honestly make a change for the better. I tried to live a normal life. Normal apparently wasn’t for me.
I could still feel them coming. Someone had heard. Someone had called 911. This was another indiscretion of mine. I just had to move to the city. I should have stayed in the country. Right then I was missing my log cabin. The place that was hidden in the woods where nosy ass neighbors couldn’t hear a damn thing would have been ideal in my current situation. That was a place where I couldn’t be found in the damn yellow pages. I missed being able to do what ever I wanted to do and not have to worry about people finding out.
It was too late for those thoughts. The deed was now done. I couldn’t run away from everything and now my past had caught up with me. This time it wasn’t self-defense. This time it was murder. I wanted to kill this man for what he had done to me.
I was sweating profusely. Sweat mixed with blood. This was not my blood. My thoughts seemed to swirl in my head on repeat.
Sirens were screaming. First, I felt them. Now I heard them loud and clear. This time they were much louder than my subconscious had first acknowledged. I calculated how long it would take them to make it up to the fourth floor. I calculated how much time I had left as a free woman. I calculated what a mess I had made of my life. It could have all been so simple. But I fucked that up. Excuse my vulgarity. It doesn’t matter.
I heard them coming up the stairs. I didn’t bother to run. I didn’t bother to wash off the blood. I didn’t bother to hide the murder weapon. I just sat there. I waited for them to bust my door open. If I didn’t get my story together, they would take me away.
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Inside Danica's Closet
