Tuesday, 15 May 2018

The Dead Become Ancestors | Read an #Excerpt from Forest Girl #ComingSoon #PreOrder #AAromance

Woohoo! Forest Girl is out on Pre-Order. If you're like me, you want it in your hands already! So here's what I've decided to do. I'll share an excerpt here on my blog every week until the book releases in 19 June!

Scroll down for this week's excerpt.

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Title: FOREST GIRL
Author: Empi Baryeh
Genre: Multicultural Romance, Africa
Length: Full length novel

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He fell in love with her at first sight, 
but didn't recognize her when he saw her again.


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Esi Afriyie has been in love with Michael Yaw Badu since childhood. When he receives a scholarship to study in America, all hope seems lost ... until he returns to Ghana ten years later. An arranged marriage contracted by their families makes her dreams come true, but does the reality of being Mrs. Michael Badu live up to the fantasy?

Michael may have married Esi, but he is in love with someone else—Forest Girl, a mystery woman he encountered just once in the forest. His heart belongs to her, and he doesn't need his beautiful wife awakening his carnal desires. He is even willing to sacrifice his marriage for another encounter with Forest Girl.

Reality is not what either Esi or Michael imagined. Esi is disillusioned; Michael feels trapped.

Will Michael give in and allow his heart to discover a love that was always meant to be, before it's too late?



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This is an excerpt from the Prologue (yes, I have one of those), which gives an idea of the setting and sets the tone for the story. (PS. written in UK English)

Ghana, early 1990s

A few dense forests, a few animals, a few good roads, some tall buildings…that was people’s image of Africa—a little of everything everywhere. However, if we considered the essence of life, the things that really mattered—like love—then maybe things would cease to seem so basic.
Take a Ghanaian village like Ebinom, a small settlement just sixty kilometres north of the city of Kumasi, their only connection a ribbon of rough road that turned what should have been a forty-five-minute journey into three hours of misery as drivers attempted to dodge potholes. It proved an added torture for those travelling by commercial vehicles, which, even when available and no more than two days in a week, lilted from side to side under the weight of their overloaded cargo, tossing passengers like trees dancing in the evening breeze.
     A typical village, littered with mud houses and dirt roads, the natives were hardworking men and women who tilled the soil and reared livestock for their livelihood. They held tradition in high esteem and made it their concern to meddle in one another’s affairs in their commitment to be each other’s keeper.
The village folk lived out their lives, as had generations before them, celebrating victories and mourning their dead together. At close of day, many gathered in their homes and greeted the evening with songs and folktales. A few hours of sleep, and the next morning began a day very much like the previous one.
Today, Ebinom was bereaved. Unforgiving death had given up on lurking in the corners and laid its icy hands on one of their most resourceful men. The village square brimmed with mourners who shamelessly expressed their grief with tears and wailing. The cool breeze ceased its whiffling as if it, too, were aware of the elegy in the air. The desolate tune rekindled the tears of mourners, particularly the women, who seemed especially blessed with the ability to cry on demand.  
Opanyin Badu had been in his mid-eighties when he was called to take his place with the forefathers. A hardworking man with three big farms a distance from the village, he had been loved and respected for his generosity and regard for all. His competence in work, from which many village folk benefited, earned him a place among the elders at an early age of forty.
When the women had finished displaying their mourning prowess, the men, majestically clad in their funeral cloths, sombrely paid their respects to the lifeless body of a onetime great man. The adowa dance ensued, and the old women took over. While dancing adowa, the older generation was envied for the elegance of their advanced age, because somehow, their delicate frames possessed the grace required for this dance. With every step, turn, and shrug, their smiles acquired a mystic quality as though they had soared into a higher realm.
Despite the mournful occasion, the crowd cheered the dancers on. A bit of alcohol and the resulting ambience gingered some others to join in. Amidst the drumming and dancing, they marched to the burial grounds.
While parents mourned, children gathered in various courtyards, telling folktales among themselves until bedtime, for children weren’t allowed to see the face of death. At the end of what may have been construed as an unproductive day, the people retired to their various homes, with many shamelessly drunk and hardly in control of themselves. One couldn’t be sure whether anyone had sound sleep when a person died, but life had to go on.


As for the dead, they became ancestors.

I hope you enjoyed this setting-the-stage excerpt. Leave me a comment (pretty please with a cherry on top), and don't forget to come back next week to meet my hero.

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Sunday, 13 May 2018

Lovers; not friends | #MothersDay excerpt from Expecting Ty's Baby by @empibaryeh #SexySnippet


Hello friends, and welcome back to Sexy Snippets. Today, I'm sharing a snippet in honour of Mother's Day! So it's clearly not going to be a 'sexy' piece, but I thought it was cute. This snippet comes from my soon-to-be-published (unedited) book, Expecting Ty's Baby. A scene between the heroine, Patricia and her mother.

Here you go. Enjoy 💗
And Happy Mother's Day!

Tuesday, 8 May 2018

Spotlight and Giveaway: Bound to Favor by Kiru Taye @KiruTaye



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Title: Bound to Favor
Author: Kiru Taye
Series: Bound #4
Genre: Contemporary Romance, Africa

Tagline: He doesn't want to get married again. She doesn't do families. Can they fake perfect together?


BLURB

Kamali Danladi has sworn never to get married again. But his meddling mother is bent on hitching him to any eligible female that comes along to the next family gathering. There's only one thing for it. Get fake-hitched to his executive assistant. If anyone is more averse to marriage than he is, it's her. So they'll be perfect together. Or at least, they'll fake perfect together.

Ebun Forson doesn't do families. She certainly doesn't do festivities. So when she has to spend a week playing fiancée to her boss, how is she going to cope with the extensive Danladi kinsfolk without breaking out in hives? Her next shopping trip funded by the bonus he's giving her should more than make up for the inconvenience.

However, she soon finds the real threat is to her heart. The dark and intense Kamali behaves as if he sees through to her soul, making her almost forget that this is all an act. In any case, someone with a past like hers doesn’t deserve a happy ever after, surely.

Bound to Favor is a story about learning to heal from emotional pain and finding love in the most unexpected places.



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EXCERPT
“Oh, don’t you dare patronise me. I am not your fiancée. I’m not polished or elegant enough to be considered your wife. According to your family the only reason you would consider me is if I were pregnant.”
He moved and sat at the edge of the bed. “Don’t mind my sisters. Their opinions don’t matter.”
“So if I discount your sisters, what about you?” She waved her hand in the air at him.
“What about me?” His eyes narrowed as his brows creased.
“I’ve worked with you for two years and you’ve never even noticed me, never paid me any attention other than for work. I’m here now because you need a fake fiancée. Your sisters think we’ve been having sex in the office. If only they knew you wouldn’t touch me with a barge pole.”
She suddenly had no wish to hide her emotions about him, as anger bolstered her resolve.
"You think I never noticed you all these years?" Kamali asked in a gravelly voice that carried a warning.
Ebun halted before she reached the door to the bathroom. Heart racing, she folded her arms around her midriff to hide their trembling and didn't turn to face him.
"When you're deep in concentration you bite your bottom lip until it turns pink," he continued, his tone deeper than normal. "When you smile, a dimple appears on your left cheek ... and when you're excited, your brown eyes sparkle like gold dust."
So enthralled by his words, she hadn't heard his approaching footsteps until her back prickled with his body heat.
"Ebunoluwa, I notice you every goddamned day."
His candour undid her, and smashed through defences she’d erected around her. All the while she’d thought he’d overlooked her, he’d been paying attention. Warmth seeped into her heart and tingled across her chest.
What could she say to him? ‘Thank you’ seemed inadequate and inappropriate.
In any case, it wasn’t gratitude making her pulse accelerate and her body tremble as she turned around.
Her heart slammed against her ribs when she met Kamali’s burning gaze.
The intensity of his stare pinned her to the spot and she couldn’t move.
“Granted, we're here now because I need your help. But it doesn’t take away the fact that you are a beautiful woman. There’s no way anybody will not notice you. Trust me.”
Before she could assimilate his words, his lips descended on her. First it was a light brush against hers from one edge to the other. But in that heart-stopping moment, her lips parted as she wanted closer contact, the urge to taste him increasing by the second.
He didn’t disappoint her. His tongue delved into her mouth. Plundered and possessed her. She yielded and opened up. Welcomed the heat, and the intensity.
He unleashed repressed feelings, allowing passion to reign supreme.
Her fingers clutched his shirt, clinging on, needing his solidity to keep her standing when her knees threatened to give way.
 He was her anchor keeping her grounded in a world where she was boneless and about to float away.
He broke the kiss and whispered against her lips, “Look at what you do to me.”
The deep timbre of his voice made her heart race as his fingers gripped the nape and tilted her head back.
“If you knew the thoughts in my head, the things I want to do to you, to your beautiful body,” he continued.
She breathed in short bursts, his words as electrifying as his touch. He thought she had a beautiful body?
There was no mistaking the lust in his dark gaze. But there was something else, enthralling and revealing, all at the same time.
“You want me?” She couldn’t hide the surprise in her voice. She’d just had the most exhilarating kiss of her life. Was there a chance for more?
“Yes. Don’t look so surprised. I’ve wanted you from the first day I met you. But I swore I wouldn’t touch you.” His thumb stroked the sensitive skin of her neck.
The weight on her chest fizzled away leaving her lightheaded as her pulse sped up and adrenaline rushed through her.
“I thought...” Her mouth had dried out. She licked her lip and swallowed. “I thought you didn’t want me. Couldn’t want me. Look at me, I’m not pretty.”
“Ebunoluwa,” his voice suddenly took on a stern, warning tone. “Don’t ever say that. You are beautiful.”
She shook her head. He had to say it to cheer her up.
How could he describe her as beautiful? His sisters were beautiful. The woman they’d called Laila was beautiful.
He gripped her hand and tugged it down. “Do you need proof of how beautiful you are, of how much I want you?”
She lowered her gaze to his groin before he placed her hand on the bulge tenting his trousers. He was hard and hot under the fabric.
“This is what you do to me every time I see you.”
“Really?” she asked in a breathless voice.
“Yes,” his voice sounded gruff as if he was fighting for control.
Desire burnt away the last of her inhibitions. Feeling emboldened, she stroked his turgid length through the linen.

His groan rumbled around them, his eyes gleaming. “If you keep doing that, I’m going to come. But I’d rather do it while buried inside you.”





GIVEAWAY
Kiru is giving away $10/£10 Gift card or N3000 Okadabooks credit






Thursday, 3 May 2018

Playing with words: Biannual vs Biennial

So these are two words that I often seem people use interchangeably. They both have something to do with 'two' and 'yearly', but let me say it right from the start - they do not mean the same thing.

BIANNUAL
[bahy-an-yoo-uh l]

Adjective
1. occurring twice a year; semiannual.

BIENNIAL
[bahy-en-ee-uh l]
Adjective
1. happening every two years:
biennial games.
2. lasting or enduring for two years:
a biennial life cycle.
3. (Botany). completing its normal term of life in two years, flowering and fruiting the second year, as beets or winter wheat.

Noun
4. any event occurring once in two years.
5. (Botany). a biennial plant.

Now you know

Empi

Wednesday, 25 April 2018

The 2018 Kofi Awoonor Literary Prize Competition

The Department of English, University of Ghana, under the sponsorship of the Kofi Awoonor Family, Friends and Chief Dele Momodu of Ovation International magazine, announces the Second Edition of The Kofi Awoonor Literary Prize. The biennial competition initially alternates between significant collections of Poetry, Prose and Essay, the three literary genres in which Professor Awoonor distinguished himself.

ELIGIBILITY
To be eligible to win the Prize, a person must be an African and a currently registered student of the University of Ghana or must have graduated within the past ten (10) years (2008-2017).

ENTRIES
The Second Edition of the competition is dedicated to Prose Fiction. Each participant must submit four (4) copies of a full-length Novel or Collection of Short Stories, published (from 2008 to 2017), or unpublished. Unpublished works must be typed, double spaced and in Times New Roman 12 point font size.

SUBMISSION
Published works and hard copies of unpublished works (in Microsoft word format, printed on one side of A4 sheets and soft-bound) should be submitted in person or under registered cover to:

The Coordinator
The Kofi Awoonor Literary Prize Committee
The Department of English
P.O. Box LG 129
University of Ghana, Legon
In addition to hard copies of unpublished works, soft copies should be sent to the following email address: awoonorliterarycontest@gmail.com


DEADLINE
The deadline for the submission of manuscripts is 15 July, 2018.

For details about prizes, click here.

Tuesday, 24 April 2018

A Fortune to Win by Suz deMello Review Tour



BLURB

Drug addicts Harvey, Lord Darlingside, and his supermodel wife, Mara, died by drowning in the Trevi Fountain while on a heroin binge. In a previous rare moment of sobriety, Harvey created a trust for their three children with a peculiar stipulation designed to ensure none would go his way: each must demonstrate maturity by making a substantial non-monetary contribution to others.

A Fortune To Win is the story of the Darlingside heirs' journey to love and their legacies.


MY REVIEW

Sunday, 22 April 2018

She'd dance for him any day #SexySnippet by @EmpiBaryeh


Hi folks! Today, I'm taking a break from Forest Girl to share a few lines from the (possible) book 2, which is currently titled City Girl (believe me, I know), a very sweet romance set in 1990s Ghana.

Just a bit if background. This scene takes place between my hero and heroine at a festival in their village. I always enjoy the first signs of awareness between H and H.

Anyway, here goes (PS. this is still a VERY rough first draft):

“Will you be dancing adowa today?” he asked. 
Mansa had been planning on skipping the dance, yet she found herself nodding. How could she not when he spoke with such gentleness? She’d be willing to dance for him any day. 
He leaned forward and spoke in a low tone. “I was going to leave early, but if you promise to invite me to dance with you, I’ll stay.” 
Her eyes darted back to meet his intense stare, and her heart stutter-stepped as a shivering sensation galloped up her spine. 

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Monday, 16 April 2018

The Starling Blog Tour - Ellie Masters

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The Starling

by Ellie Masters

a Full Length Novel


Genre: Contemporary Romantic Suspense, No Erotica
512 pages

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Thief or modern day Robin Hood? Recruited by the FBI to investigate the theft of a Van Gogh, Vivianne Faulks must work with a man who blurs the lines between the legal and illegal sale of art. As Viv is drawn further into the world of art auctions and international crime, the case threatens to uncover Faulks’ family secrets long buried since World War II. Not to mention, her enigmatic partner might be the very thief she's been sent to catch. When her life's put on the line, Viv no longer cares about recovering the stolen Van Gogh. With each twist and turn, she's simply trying to stay alive.

Sunday, 15 April 2018

I trust you #SexySnippet from Forest Girl by Empi Baryeh @empibaryeh


Hello, folks! I'm back on the sexy snippet train with more for you from, FOREST GIRL. This will be my last snippet from this book for a few weeks. Don't worry, I'll pop in with snippets from my WIP.

Here you go:

Friday, 13 April 2018

Roll Call: Book New Update

Hi folks!

I'm just popping in to let you know, there are two amendments to my previous book news:

  • Forest Girl: release date is 19 June (I mistakenly announced it as 22 June)! The e-book will be available for pre-order in May as previously announced. 
  • A Princess Story: There's a new release date for the multi-author royal series I'm writing with my friends Kiru Taye and Nana Prah. The official title announcement and cover reveal will now be in May, with a release date in July 2018.

Don't forget to stop by on Sunday for a sexy snippet from Forest Girl!

Have a lovely weekend.


Tuesday, 10 April 2018

Prah, Constantine and Baryeh Reviews: Crane by Stacey Rourke #PCBReviews


Hello folks, and welcome to the second Prah, Constantine and Baryeh review of the year 2018. I start today's post with an announcement. Prah, Constantine and Baryeh reviews will now be posted bi-monthly. The reason? Life gets in the way, unfortunately, and this has affected how many books we can commit to reading as a group. We still aim to bring you our honest 3-for-1 reviews!

Our last read was, Crane by Stacey Rourke, a paranormal.

Here's the Blurb


The Horseman is unending, his presence shan’t lessen. If you break the curse, you become the legend. Washington Irving and Rip Van Winkle had no choice but to cover up the deadly truth behind Ichabod Crane’s disappearance. Centuries later, a Crane returns to Sleepy Hollow awakening macabre secrets once believed to be buried deep. What if the monster that spawned the legend lived within you? Now, Ireland Crane, reeling from a break-up and seeking a fresh start, must rely on the newly awakened Rip Van Winkle to discover the key to channeling the darkness swirling within her. Bodies are piling high and Ireland is the only one that can save Sleepy Hollow by embracing her own damning curse. But is anyone truly safe when the Horseman rides? 


My Review
My review starts with a confession. I've never read the book, watched the various movie adaptations, nor the series based on the legend of the Sleepy Hollow (gasp)! I hope that gives me a unique perspective. At the very least, I can tell you whether you need to have that background before you read this book

Wednesday, 4 April 2018

Roll Call: What's Happening With Me and What to Expect From Me This Year

I've always wanted to be able to share a what's-coming-up post, and now I find myself in a position to do so.

As some of you know, I took a break from writing to start a family in 2012. If you read my post on,
10 Things I Didn't Know About Motherhood, you'd know that I discovered how much time and energy a husband and two kids take.

However, in 2017, I finally managed to find a routine that allows me to write regularly, and I finally got my two WIPs completed and another project started.

Here's what's happening with me and what to expect over the next 6 or so months:

April - June
  • A Princess Story announcement (multi-author series): My friends Kiru Taye and Nana Prah persuaded me to join them in writing a 3-book royal series, and we'll be having our official title announcement and cover reveal on 18 April! The series is set to be released in May 2018.
  • Forest Girl: This was supposed to be my next release until the release date for the princess story was decided. A treat for my readers. You get back-to-back releases from me. Forest Girl comes out on 19 June, but will be available for pre-order toward the end of May (I hope). 

August - December
  • Expecting Ty's Baby: I am delighted to announce that book 2 of the From Ghana with Love series (sequel to Chancing Faith) has been accepted by Black Opal Books, so expect more news later in the year on this.

mP

Sunday, 1 April 2018

He couldn’t walk away even if he wanted to... #SexySnippet from Forest Girl by Empi Baryeh @empibaryeh

Welcome to another sexy snippet. Today, I'm giving you another peek into FOREST GIRL. 

Here's the blurb to give you some background:

Esi Afriyie has been in love with Michael Yaw Badu since childhood. When he receives a scholarship to study in America, all hope seems lost ... until he returns to Ghana ten years later. An arranged marriage contracted by their families makes her dreams come true, but does the reality of being Mrs. Michael Badu live up to the fantasy?

Michael may have married Esi, but he is in love with someone else—Forest Girl, a mystery woman he encountered just once in the forest. His heart belongs to her, and he doesn't need his beautiful wife awakening his carnal desires. He is even willing to sacrifice his marriage for another encounter with Forest Girl.

Reality is not what either Esi or Michael imagined. Esi is disillusioned; Michael feels trapped.

Will Michael give in and allow his heart to discover a love that was always meant to be, before it's too late? 



Today's snippet skips a few steps ahead from last week's (My poor hero, he's slipping - muahahahaha):

Monday, 26 March 2018

#CoverReveal: Forest Girl by Empi Baryeh @EmpiBaryeh #MCRomance

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Genre: Multicultural Romance


FOREST GIRL
By
Empi Baryeh

Genre: Multicultural Romance
Length: Full length novel
Cover Design: Diana Buidoso 


BLURB

Esi Afriyie has been in love with Michael Yaw Badu since childhood. When he receives a scholarship to study in America, all hope seems lost ... until he returns to Ghana ten years later. An arranged marriage contracted by their families makes her dreams come true, but does the reality of being Mrs. Michael Badu live up to the fantasy?

Michael may have married Esi, but he is in love with someone else—Forest Girl, a mystery woman he encountered just once in the forest. His heart belongs to her, and he doesn't need his beautiful wife awakening his carnal desires. He is even willing to sacrifice his marriage for another encounter with Forest Girl.

Reality is not what either Esi or Michael imagined. Esi is disillusioned; Michael feels trapped.

Will Michael give in and allow his heart to discover a love that was always meant to be, before it's too late? 

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Sunday, 25 March 2018

...She’s beautiful... #SexySnippets from Forest Girl by Empi Baryeh @empibaryeh

Welcome to another sexy snippet. Today, I'm giving you another peek into FOREST GIRL. 

Here's the blurb to give you some background:

Esi Afriyie has been in love with Michael Yaw Badu since childhood. When he receives a scholarship to study in America, all hope seems lost ... until he returns to Ghana ten years later. An arranged marriage contracted by their families makes her dreams come true, but does the reality of being Mrs. Michael Badu live up to the fantasy?

Michael may have married Esi, but he is in love with someone else—Forest Girl, a mystery woman he encountered just once in the forest. His heart belongs to her, and he doesn't need his beautiful wife awakening his carnal desires. He is even willing to sacrifice his marriage for another encounter with Forest Girl.

Reality is not what either Esi or Michael imagined. Esi is disillusioned; Michael feels trapped.

Will Michael give in and allow his heart to discover a love that was always meant to be, before it's too late? 



Today's snippet follows (not directly) from last week's: