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The Jamie Reynolds Chronicles by Casandra Charles are on virtual book tour. The romance series (urban drama) stops at Readeropolis with an excerpt from Pillow Talk. Be sure to enter for a chance to win the giveaway for print Copies of all three books and follow the Silver Dagger book tour (for other dates see the link at the bottom of the post).




Lust & Lies
The Jamie Reynolds Chronicles Book 1
by Casandra Charles
Genre: Urban Drama, Romance



JR was young, single, making money, enjoying life and on top of her game as a successful event manager in Atlanta, Georgia. After graduating from Clark Atlanta University, she focused most of her life on her career, driven by the need to prove herself while working in a men’s field. Atlanta was all about keeping up with the Joneses and JR knew just how to do it. After seven years in Atlanta, she abruptly moved back to New York to be with her family when her dad had a near-death experience. During her move, she met Toni, a single, blue-collar, strong-minded guy who quickly swept her off her feet with his lies.



Love was never on her mind, but Toni was different (she thought). Even though they were at two different places in life, JR let her guard down and welcomed him in. After only a few months of their long-distance relationship, things started to move really fast, making JR really nervous. Then the drama began as Toni suddenly moved in with her and she started uncovering the hidden secrets of the real person.

As JR was coming to terms with the idea of Toni being in her life, she remained torn between him and her past in Atlanta. A past that included David, her on-again, off-again lover who was everything JR wanted in a man: well-educated with a successful career, good looks, and the drive to want more of everything that Toni didn’t have. However, even after two years of dating, their relationship was like oil and water: they just didn’t mix. As Toni’s real personality was revealed, David looked more and more like the safe place for JR. When her current situation started to heat up, JR began wishing she had her old life back.

The Jamie Reynolds Chronicles: Lust and Lies is just the beginning as JR tries to find the right balance in her life; however, that happy balance is not so easy find, especially when it’s full of lust and lies.









Secrets Revealed...The Beginning
The Jamie Reynolds Chronicles Book 2



Just as Jamie Reynolds, aka JR, stepped outside of her comfort zone and lets her guard down with Toni, she quickly understood why she had it up in the first place. Toni was nothing like he pretended to be, and after three years of his lies, JR finally had had enough and found the courage to leave. 

JR didn’t have many friends and was so embarrassed at her life’s direction she tried to pretend she was okay, but her true friends knew better. This included David, her past lover, who was happy she was back in Atlanta, but things just weren’t the same between them. Maybe because JR was still legally married to Toni, as he refused to sign the divorce papers, or maybe because David’s life was moving forward and JR’s life had fallen backwards. 

This new JR was nothing like her old self. JR was once a strong independent woman, but now she can’t even look herself in the mirror without falling apart. After years of lies and now emotional abuse from Toni, who refuses to let her go, she just couldn’t hold it all in and finally her emotions started to get the best of her. JR tried to drink her problems away, which only made things worse, as she truly lost her direction. Then her life unexpectedly came crashing down after her friendship with Terry took a turn for the worse. One by one JR not only lost her old friends, but she also lost her way, which led JR to seek help.

Jenny was JR’s saving grace, and after diving deep into her past, she finally began to uncover the hidden secrets of the real JR. Secrets even JR hid from herself. As Jenny encouraged JR to let her guard down yet again and explore dating, she met Mike, a twenty-five-year-old young professional who was nothing like Toni. He was educated, had a thriving career, and truly supported JR even after watching the drama unfold between Toni and her, but he never ran, and JR appreciated his strength.

Lust and Lies was just the beginning as The Jamie Reynolds Chronicles continues and JR is faced with the newest chapter in her life, a life full of questionable memories into her past, present and future self.







Pillow Talk
The Jamie Reynolds Chronicles Book 3



There are three sides to every story, her side, his side and the truth, as the men of the Jamie Reynolds Chronicles tell all. Jamie Reynolds, aka JR, takes center stage of her own reality as she becomes the focal point of David, her on-again, off again lover who was everything JR wanted in a man, yet their relationship was like oil and water—they just didn’t mix. Blue, JR’s first and only friend with benefits, thought he was okay with his role of friend and convenient lover, but ultimately the friendship always outshone his need for something more. Robert, aka Rob, who didn’t see anything wrong with having his cake and eating it too as he tried to juggle Maria (his fiancée), JR (his girlfriend) and multiple other women.

Terry, JR’s play brother, wanted to do more than just play. Toni, JR’s blue-collar and now petty and bitter ex, vowed to make JR life miserable at any cost. Wes, JR’s first high school love, had to take a backseat as JR grew up and moved on with a successful life as he still ran the streets, wishing he had JR back again. And Mike, a younger man who stole JR’s heart, struggled with growing up as he battled the thoughts in his head and the passion in his heart. 


Pillow Talk is a unique twist to the backstory from the point of view of the men in the Jamie Reynolds Chronicles as they also uncover their true lust, lies and secrets.








Originally from Brooklyn, New York, with parents from Trinidad and Tobago. Casandra “CeCe” Charles graduated college with a BA degree in Mass Media Arts at Morris Brown College in Atlanta, GA, where she resided for many years and now has her master’s degree in Adult Education. 



Casandra always wanted to write a book but hesitated for many years, as she suffers from adult dyslexia. She never allowed her disability to hold her back on anything, and she finally completed her first book, Jamie Reynolds Chronicles: Lust and Lies, in 2015, Secrets Revealed in 2016 and now Pillow Talk in 2018.

She is the successful owner of Smell the Sunset, LLC, which is an umbrella company for Creative Encores, LLC, an event planning business, and What’s Good USA, a Good News website that highlights good news from around the United States, and now her newest adventure, author.

Casandra loves to travel and explore and has a bucket list of places to visit a mile long. She lives by many mottos, but her favorite one is “Live Laugh Love,” which is also tattooed on her left arm to remind her every day to Live today, Laugh often and Love always.







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Don’t Act Like We Don’t Have History…

I watched JR as she walked in the club doors. I had to admit she was looking fine and
sexy as always. JR would never come out of the house looking anything but sexy. She
was sexy as hell and she knew it. She was also predictable, so I knew her ass would be at
the club within the first hour of the doors opening. And like clockwork, here she was.
“Miss Reynolds.”
“Hello, Robert,” she said with a straight attitude, but she was really cute when she was
mad.
My mind started to think of the anger sex we used to have. Damn, I missed this lady.
“Yo, you here solo?” I figured once she heard I was coming, she would have brought
sand to the beach, but this was going to be too easy.
“It’s a party, so I didn’t want any baggage.”
“Well, why bring sand to the beach?” I said, but she had to know what this meant, as I
bit down on the corner of my lips.
“You crazy. Anyway, thanks for coming.”
“Hey, man. Just like that. Don’t act like we don’t have history.” I didn’t know what
came over me, but I had to finish talking to JR. I grabbed her arm so she couldn’t just
walk off. Being this open was something I wasn’t used to, and thank goodness the
waitress came over because I didn’t know what I would have said next as she began to
pull away from me.
As the waitress gave JR and me a glass, I noticed she was confused, but I really just
wanted to make sure she had a great time at her party despite me kind of crashing it.
“Thanks, but you really didn’t have to,” was all she could say as she noticed I’d
bought her a bottle of Moe. JR was always so humble and low-key about stuff like this,
but it was too late, the waitress had already begun opening it.
“Come on, JR, you know you will always be my girl,” I whispered in her ear while
toasting her filled glass and then handed her an envelope, which was her birthday gift,
and asked her to open it later.
I couldn’t do anything but laugh as I watched JR walk away. She smiled and placed
the envelope in her purse, and I couldn’t help but notice she was adding a little extra
swag in her walk. I noticed she wasn’t wearing any panties under that hot pink sweater
dress, as her ass was firm yet jiggling just right. This was going to be a long night, and I
watched JR most of the night from the other side of the room. I didn’t care if I looked like
a stalker, I was on a mission.
JR was the one that got away. Maybe it was love, but I was down to find out for sure
what had me acting crazy like this. I knew I hadn’t been on my best behavior when I was
with her, but she knew who I was when we met. I never lied to her about my relationship
status, but she just got caught up and in way too deep.
I played my role the whole night until I caught her speaking to that lame cat True. As I
watched them from the corner of my eyes, it looked as if JR wasn’t enjoying the
conversation. After I noticed he grabbed her arm, I knew she wasn’t feeling it, so I
walked over to see what was up.
“Yo, JR, you good?”
“I’m good,” was all she said with this look in her eyes. A look I never saw before, so I
was glad I was around.
As soon as True saw me, he let go of her arm, and this cat made a fist as if I was about
to fight him or he was about to strike JR. Needless to say, JR walked away, and as soon
as I noticed True wasn’t about nothing, I walked after her.
“Yo, you got a ride home?” I yelled as I tried to catch up to JR. I guessed the party
was over, as I knew she was upset, and sadly, she was just where I wanted her. As much
as I didn’t fuck with True, I did have to thank a brother ’cause whatever he did to mess
up with JR was about to pay off for me. I didn’t know what that was about, but True was
a bitch, so whatever he did to JR to have her upset, he probably deserved it because JR
was pretty forgiving until you crossed the line. Trust me, I knew all about her wrath when
she was fed up with the BS.
JR was clearly drunk, and I hate drunk sex, so I was just hoping to allow her to sleep it
off at my place until morning.
“Man, I should be fine,” she said as she reached in her purse, looking for her keys.
“Since when you drive home drunk?”
“I ain’t drunk. I’ll be fine,” she said, almost falling down.
“Come on, I got you. I can take you home, or you can come back to my place.”
She just paused without answering, so I knew my answer, and I just grabbed JR’s hand
to stop her from going in her purse, and walked her over to my car. I was a perfect
gentleman so as not to mess up what could happen by making JR feel uncomfortable,
especially since I was living in the loft off Howell Mill now. The same damn loft where
JR and Mo got into it. That night was crazy, and I swore I would never forget it. Shit got
way too real. So I hoped JR didn’t remember the last time she was at or near my loft
’cause shit wouldn’t pop off for sure.
To my surprise she played it cool, and seeing JR in my loft after all I put her through
over the years was the best feeling in the world. I needed her to know I missed her, not
just sexually but also mentally as well. Shit just wasn’t the same once JR left my life. So
many deals fell through in the office, I got in a car accident, Maria and I fought all the
time, and I ended up putting on weight, hell, probably because I didn’t get my daily dose
of ass from JR, which she called bedroom cardio.
I was trying to maintain this gentlemanly demeanor longer, but I just couldn’t and
needed to see if she was as wet as I remembered, so I licked my finger and placed it
inside her. Of course, not much had changed. Not only was she as wet as I remembered, I
was right and she still wasn’t wearing panties with dresses. I wanted her to remember me
as I took her hand and placed it on my erect penis, pulled her closer, and asked, “Did you
miss me?”
I had her just where I wanted her as she said, “Yes,” and I just felt her pussy get
wetter. I wanted tonight to be special, and even though I wanted to just bang her out, I
wanted this shit to last, so I slowly undressed JR. I was able to see every curve in her
body, and not one thing had changed. She still had that amazing Coke-shaped body I
remembered.
“Babe, I missed you so much. I promise this time will be different.”
“Wait, what? What did you say?” JR said as she pulled me off her.
“Come on, JR, I want to make love to you. You looked so beautiful tonight, and it was
driving me crazy to think of you with another man.”
I didn’t know if JR got sick because of what I said or because she’d had too much to
drink, but next thing you know she ran over to the kitchen and threw up in the sink.
“JR, you okay?”
“I’m fine. I just need to sleep this off.” And just like that, she passed out on the couch
and went to bed. I hate drunk sex and even more the smell of throw-up, so I just took my
ass to bed myself. Maybe I could talk to JR in the morning during breakfast.
JR must have been tired because I woke up around 10 a.m. and she was still asleep. I
figured I’d jump into the shower first and clean up; then I’d wake her up and see if she
wanted to order breakfast or go out and grab something. But by the time I got out of the
shower, she was gone, just like that. No note, no text, not even a fucking goodbye. JR
won this round, but I promised she wouldn’t win the next one.



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