New Book – I’m Not Crazy

Imagine waking up one day different. You can’t explain it, but something just isn’t right. One minute you’re happy and the next sad. One moment you’re loving and the next angry. The voices you hear, the different moods you experience and the sad looks in people’s eyes makes you wonder if you’re losing your mind.

For Savannah Graft, she’s been dealt some heavy blows in her lifetime, but has managed to overcome them. Now, happily married to her husband, Pastor Shane Graft, mother to Kennedi and Baby Shane, First Lady of Victory Temple and the owner of SG Graphics; life is good.

Until one morning, she woke up different. She isn’t herself, yet she can’t see it. She recognizes something is wrong, but she can’t explain it. All she knows and continually says, I’m not crazy. Truthfully, she isn’t she’s depressed.

In this book, we begin a conversation to peel back the layers of postpartum depression, in the home and in the church. Although this is a work of fiction, every day somebody is dealing with the effects of mental illness and depression. In the church they tell you to pray and fast more. In the world, people say you’ll be okay, but how do they know.

Read Savannah’s story to see if she finally admits to needing help or will she continually hide from fear of herself, judgment or ridicule.

I’m Not Crazy is now available for download on Amazon Kindle and Kindle Unlimited. Paperback version will be available soon.

Excerpt 2 from Ms. Nice Nasty 2 (Rated R Content)

Excerpt 2 from Ms. Nice Nasty 2 (Rated R Content)

11263227_10206882509920034_1482729868_nPulling up to the room number Charles texted, I reply with a text for him to open the door. I get out the car, almost running, wearing stilettos and a maxi dress with nothing underneath.

He opens the door to let me in and quickly closes it behind me before locking it.

“Hey,” I say walking into his arms where our lips lock and my tongue finds his.

“Hmm,” he moans when he finally lets go. “You smell so damn good.”

“I taste even better,” I smile as I walk away from him, pulling my dress over my head.

He laughs. “Only you would come out the house with basically nothing on but heels.”

“Putting all that on is wasted time, don’t you think?” I ask as I turn my back to him and rub my hand over my butt.

“I’m inclined to agree.”

“Have a seat on the side of the bed,” I tell him.

He eyes me suspiciously but does what he’s told. I pull a chair in front of him and sit, placing my legs on the bed on opposite sides of him. I spread them wide enough to make sure he has a fantastic view of the show.

He moves to touch but I slap his hand. “It’s not your turn.”

I lick two of my fingers, one at a time, before rubbing them over my shaven candy box.

I smile while watching him squirm. “I enter them into me and begin to pleasure myself.”

I use the other hand to spread my lips while I continue to play with my clit.

“Hmmm, she’s so wet,” I moan to him as he watches me.

“Make her cum,” he says, licking his lips.

I spread my legs a little further and begin rubbing harder and faster.

“Mmm, ooo, ooohhhh!!” I scream while the orgasm rocks through me.

He grabs my legs and pulls me from the chair, flipping me on the bed. Working to undo his pants, he quickly steps out of them as he reaches for a condom on the table and covers his rock-hard penis with it.

Pre-order your copy of Ms. Nice Nasty 2 today

–Happy Reading