The final part in the Mafia Vows duet.
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The Promise: Mafia Vows Book Two:
In my world, you trust no one.
In my world, family can be the worst enemy of all.
In my world, no one hurts what is mine.
I made a promise: to keep Maya safe at all costs. Now someone has taken her, and she is facing true horror. I will burn this world to the ground in order to save her. Then once I have her home, I will never let her go again.
He says he wants me to be his, but he won’t tell me he loves me. Ownership, control, these are what he trades in, but I need more. Making something real from how we began won’t be easy, but we can build something beautiful from brutality. We can find our own truth amongst the lies. Trouble is, we both need to believe in us to make this work, and I’m not sure he does.
This is the final part of the Mafia Vows duet. This is a romantic suspense with dark themes. Please be aware that this contains triggers, plus loss and grief.
***Please note this is a romantic suspense with dark themes and as such trigger warnings apply.***
It’s wise Josephine to the rescue again when first Vinnie then Tom admit to feeling useless with no purpose.
Vinnie can leap six times his height.
Tom is the best ball player.
They can see the special qualities in each other but not in themselves.
Vinnie the kitten felt useless because he compared himself to Tom, Muttley, and Jo. Tom felt useless and ugly because he compared himself to bigger dogs Muttley and Jo.
Just as Jo told Tom in book 5 that being different is no reason to dislike someone, in You Are Special, she points out those differences sometimes make us unique and should be celebrated.
Self-esteem and self-awareness are highlighted in this insightful and beautifully illustrated tale (don’t miss Tom’s eyes!) that parents won’t just read to their children but also learn from.
Ginormous Jo’s You Are Special
Illustrated by S C Cunningham
Ever wish you could ask someone the big life questions?
Tom and Vincent have a full list for their friend, Ginormous Jo. Being in a unique family of three dogs and a kitten, they are all the best of friends. Tom, a little white dog and Vincent, a small kitten, play quietly in the backyard until they start asking questions about life. Are they special? Why do they feel they don’t fit in?
They come up with a list to ask Ginormous Jo, the friendly senior dog in the house. She takes the two to heart and listens to their questions. The answers might be astonishing to the pair, but they are an excellent example of how you can learn from those wiser than yourself. But the important thing, of course, is they asked for help from an elder. She teaches them how they are already special. And that through recycling, they can help save the whole world!
This darling little picture book continues the Ginormous Jo serious stressing the importance of asking questions and being honest with your elders. It helps model how children should feel free to express their feelings to loved ones older than them, and follow the advice. It stresses how anyone can be special by their personal effort to better the world. This is a great book for any children’s library especially as a gift from a grandparent or older sibling.
About The Ginormous Series
(Children 3-12 years of age)
Through The Ginormous Series children learn how to communicate their problems and work through their feelings. Loving, engaging adventures that follow pets discussing their ‘life handling’ problems and how they solve them together.
In ‘Ginormous Jo’s Silly Bullies’, ‘Ginormous Jo’s Welcoming Arms’, ‘Ginormous Jo’s You Are Special’, ‘Ginormous Joe’s Broken Bark’ and ‘Ginormous Joe’s Annoying Friend’ the animals chat about lots of ‘stuff’. Bullying, recycling, welcoming new members to a family or classroom, feeling alone, listening, learning and caring for others. A great addition to any child’s home or teacher’s read-aloud library. Encouraging thought-provoking conversation between adult and child.
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G I V E A W A Y
Win a choice of 1 paperback from the first 6 books of the Ginormous Jo Series
Winner can choose from
- Ginormous Joe’s Broken Bark
- Ginormous Joe’s Annoying Friend
- Ginormous Jo’s Secret
- Ginormous Jo’s Silly Bullies
- Ginormous Joe’s Welcoming Arms
- Ginormous Jo’s You Are Special
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About S C Cunningham
Owned by 3 dogs and a cat, Cunningham normally writes suspense thrillers. As respite from her crime novels, she creates children’s picture books, each with a theme to gently teach our precious young and help open up conversation. The Ginormous Series is based on Cunningham’s beloved family pets – Joe, Muttley, Dali (Jo), Tom and Vinnie.
She is an ex-model, British born of Irish roots that married a rock musician and has worked in the exciting worlds of music, film, sports celebrity management and as a Crime Investigator and Intelligence Analyst for the Police. She supports causes for: Veterans, MH, Child and Animal Protection.
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As a child, family circumstances dictated that we move around a lot. Before I was seven, I’d lived in eight different places – three of them in Lisbon, one in Leicester, and four in various parts of London. It was because of this that I didn’t have the opportunity to learn how to read, or even go to school, until I was six-years-old.
By then, I was desperate to learn how to read. My older brother had books before I did, and I was fascinated by them. I used to steal his school reading books and copy out the letters in the spaces underneath, just so I could know how it felt to write. Of course, I couldn’t understand what the words and letters meant, but it didn’t matter. I was teaching myself to write.
Soon after, I was finally able to go to school – and I loved it! I gulped down everything I could learn and was quickly reading and writing every chance I got. But we didn’t have any books at home. At the time, my mum was a charwoman (an old term now, but it’s a kind of part-time cook, cleaner and housekeeper) for a wealthy, aristocratic lady who lived in an exclusive apartment in Parliament Square. The furniture was antique, and the walls were covered in beautiful oriental rugs. I remember thinking: ‘She must be so rich that she has to have her carpets on the walls instead of the floor so people can’t walk on them!’
During school holidays, and unable to afford childcare, my mum would take me to work with her. The lady didn’t mind at all. In fact, she used to like me to bring her breakfast tray in to her bedroom so that we could have a chat. I would totter in carrying her big, silver tray while my mum drew back the curtains and gently woke the lady. Then, while my mum got on with the housework, I’d sit on the end of the bed and chatter on and on as the lady delicately ate marmalade on toast and sipped Earl Grey tea from bone china. She would ask about school and my favourite subjects and I babbled on, much to her amusement.
On day I was sitting on the tiger rug in front of one of the many, dark bookcases that lined the walls of the lady’s drawing room. Now, this rug was a real tiger skin, complete with stuffed head, teeth and tail. The lady was a widow and one of the old, British colonial class. She’d lived in India and Africa and other exotic places with her diplomat husband. On a small table next to the sofa was an old black and white photograph of her husband, rifle in hand, taken shortly after he’d shot the tiger that I was now sitting on. I was too young then to understand how barbaric that scene actually was, but the memory of sitting, stroking that skin while looking at the photograph is still vivid in my mind.
Most of the books on the shelves were either too grown-up or too uninteresting for a little girl like me, but that day I made a fabulous discovery. Tucked between history tomes and works of political philosophy was a paperback edition of Winnie the Pooh. It stuck out like a sore thumb, and I pulled it out and started flicking through the pages. That’s how the lady found me. ‘Oh,’ she said, ‘Winnie the Pooh. My grandson must have left it here. He’s too old for it now.’ She asked if I’d read it. I told her that I hadn’t, and I didn’t have any other story books at home either. ‘Well then,’ she said, ‘you can take that home with you and start your own library.’
I was so happy I could have hugged her, but etiquette dictated that it would be unseemly for a charwoman’s daughter to grab an aristocratic lady like that, especially after she’d just had her hair done! Instead, I thanked her profusely and hugged the book instead. I read that book many times over the next few years. I loved the illustrations and the map of the ‘Hundred Acre Wood’ at the beginning, and the stories from a world so different to my own.
Where is that little book today? I’m afraid I don’t know. I passed it on to a friend’s daughter once I’d grown up myself. I hope that it still survives. It was well-thumbed when I gave it away, and I hope that whoever owns it now loves it as much as I did.
Today my house is full of books. I’d rather spend money on that than shoes or haircuts or holidays. But, if you love books as much as I do, you never forget your first one.
© Jackie Carreira 2019
Sleeping Through War
The year is 1968. The world is changing. Students are protesting, civil rights are being fought and died for, nuclear bombs are being tested, and war is raging in Vietnam. For three women, life must go on as normal. For them, as it is for most ‘ordinary’ people, just to survive is an act of courage.
Rose must keep her dignity and compassion as a St Lucian nurse in London. Amalia must keep hoping that her son can escape their seedy life in Lisbon. And Mrs Johnson in Washington DC must keep writing to her son in Vietnam. She has no-one else to talk to. Three different women in three different countries. They work, they bring up children, they struggle to make ends meet while the world goes around and the papers print the news. History is written by the winners – and almost all of it has been written by men. The stories of women like these go unremarked and unwritten so often that we forget how important they are.
Jackie Carreira is an award-winning novelist, playwright, musician, designer, and co-founder of QuirkHouse Theatre Company. A true renaissance woman, or a Jack of All Trades? The jury’s still out on that one. She grew up in Hackney, East London, but spent part of her early childhood in Lisbon’s Old Quarter. Sleeping Through War was inspired, in part, by some of the women she met when she was young. One of her favourite places to write is the coffee shops of railway stations. Her second novel, The Seventh Train (published by Matador in 2019) was born in the café at Paddington Station. Jackie now lives in Suffolk with an actor, two cats and not enough bookshelves.
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Whitechapel is being gentrified. The many green spaces of the area, which typify London as a capital city, give the illusion of tranquillity and clean air but are also places to find drug dealers, sexual encounters and murder…
Detective Sergeant Julie Lukula doesn’t dislike Inspector Matthew Merry, but he has hardly set the world of the Murder Investigation Team East alight. And, it looks as if the inspector is already putting the death of the young female jogger, found in the park with fatal head injuries, down to a mugging gone wrong. The victim deserves more. However, the inspector isn’t ruling anything out – the evidence will, eventually, lead him to an answer.
John was born in the mid-fifties in East London, on part of the largest council estate ever built, and was the first pupil from his local secondary modern school to attend university. He has now taken early retirement to write, having spent the first part of his life working in education and the public sector. He was the director of a college, a senior school inspector for a local authority, and was head of a unit for young people with physical and mental health needs.
He has travelled extensively, from America to Tibet, and he enjoys visiting the theatre, reading and going to the pub. It is, perhaps, no surprise that he is an avid ‘people watcher’ and loves to find out about people, their lives, culture and history. When he is not travelling, going to the theatre or the pub; he writes.
Many of the occurrences recounted and the characters found in his novels are based on real incidents and people he has come across. Although he has allowed himself a wide degree of poetic licence in writing about the main characters, their motivations and the killings that are depicted.
John is currently working on a series of novels set in modern day London. These police procedurals examine the darker side of modern life in the East End of the city.
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