I'd like to praise the work of upcoming author, Ann Lee. Her debut novel--Charming, Alarming, Disarming--is a page turner. One of the main characters, Oz Jamison, is the alter-ego of Prince. I can't look at him the same way now. I love this book. And for those of you who want a good read in the night, pick it up. It's worth it! You can buy the book from the publishing company.

www.juputer2books.com

here's the cover and part of the synopsis of the novel I just mentioned. I hope you pick it up and read it. you can get it from the publisher's website.

PIPER BANION spent eighteen years trying to do the impossible--gain her abusive mother's love. But the older she gets, the more she realizes that a parent's undying love is something you don't have to vie for, compromise your principles for, nor beg for in your prayers. CONNIE will always see her as a worthless burden. The one who makes her skin crawl whenever the word "momma" comes out of her mouth. still, it was hard making that life-altering decision that freed Piper from the chains of her defective childhood. After five years of wandering from one small town to the next, she finds a true friend in SHELLY JAMISON, a runaway mom, slash, devout party girl, and outspoken rebel against the rich and powerful, which includes her family. Following the not-so-surprising pink slips they received one Monday, coupled with the alley fight between her and Shelly's boyfriend, Tomas, Piper finally gives in to her friend's invitation to spend the summer at her family's estate in Destin, California. At last she gets to meet Shelly's S.E.X.Y. cousin, OZ JAMISON.

Oz owns a PR firm in Seattle, Wasington. Hardly a day goes by that he can't turn a corner without being asked those headache-provoking questions:
"Are you Prince? Will you sign my Purple Rain DVD? Touch my copy of your latest CD? Better yet, touch me instead?"

With skin the color of smooth vanilla (and the stimulating glint in those caramel eyes) even a pledged virgin like Piper has to fight off the lure of his sexuality. At the same time, she has to out-run a charming serial killer.


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sorry not enuff segueway here 2 tempt me 2 buy this book.

can't u do like other book sellers and put a whole xcerpt on thread?
a really hott part...so eye wanna go read the rest.

just sayin'

BackStagePass said:

I'm not a book seller. I'm just trying to tell others about an awesome work of fiction. This novel is not graphic or erotic. so if that's what you're looking for, then you're right, this is not for you. But it is a page turner, exciting, and inspired by Prince. And you make a good point about an excerpt, so here's the Prologue to it:

"Hi, I've been waiting for you. You're alone, good. Now snuggle back into the cushions of your favorite place so we can get this journey going. I can't see that much of you, but you have an attractive enough face. I bet you're a little on the plus size (though you'll probably swear to a size two.) Doesn't matter. It's all good.I love the way your eyes shimmer across this page scrutinizing my words, anticipating my next move. You and I will meet one day--I promise. I could be the guy pushing that raggedy cart past you in the grocery store. Maybe I'll slide up beside you at a red light. Could be I'll buy you a drink at some nightclub--my favorite move of all. In any case, I won't have to seek you out. You'll definitely come to me first. You can't help it; none of you can. Right now, my hunt has alerted me to her. Look there, across the street in front of the Purple Haze Club. No, not the blonde. The dark-haired one all balled up and quivering from the icy rain under that loud-pink umbrella. She looks so sweet, doesn't she? But she's not all that innocent, believe me. What woman who looks for fun in a nightclub is, right? You don't take her home to meet mother. She wears her sexuality like a personal I.D. card: easy to read, and passed around a lot. With a wink and a wiggle, she's supplied with all the free liquor she can suck down. If her target's watch is the right brand, if he wears his income well, then he'll be rewareded with a romp in the sheets of a king-sized bed, or the back seat of a car. A feat performed only by the cheapest of whores. That'll soon end when--it's time. Her playmates just arrived. Look at them with their melodramatic hugs and piercing laughter announcing to everyone eligible that they're here. Ooh, they just went inside. Time to make my grand entrance. Besides, I'd better get out of this cold. I've been standing here for hours, and this Seattle rain is turning my blood into slush. Until then. Oh, don't worry. I'll make sure her last moments are gratifying--I'll make sure yours will be too."
[Edited 11/2/06 12:20pm]

Guess I could use a page-turner since my last two books left me stone-cold...

NO eye don't mean hott as n HOTT, eye merely mean a book with enuf ntensity 2 keep me glued 2 it.

the prologe made me think of a murderer, not prince.
sheesh.

or a schizo.

Ann Lee writes well, but eye don't think she should say this nutz' alter ego is Prince.
as it stands this book could stand alone as is, with no Prince reference.
it appears readable if one sticks with it.

BackStagePass said:

did I say that was Prince? or did I say one of the main characters, Oz Jamison, is the alter-ego of Prince? no one knows who that is talking at the beginning until you get well into the book. that's the suspenseful surprise! sheesh And did I say the author said it was Prince's alter-ego? Or did I say that? That's my interpretation. Oz Jamison looks exactly like Prince. That's why I made it out to be his alter-ego. Sheesh!

Thanks for the tip. I'm reading so much right now. I remember when Prince's second album was out and I bought a paperback book about a singer from a rock band who was a sexual prowler. The guy on the cover looked a spitting image of Prince on his second album (which was why I bought the book), even though he was a white guy. The singer of the band was modeled after Jim Morisson. The beginning of the book was him getting discovered and screwing is way through every chick in L.A. basically. One of the most memorable items of the book was the lead female of the book (you know the one chick who is supposedly immune to the male lead's charms, but really isnt?). Well when they first meet this guy's sexuality is so powerful they are slow dancing on the floor of a club, and he's being the sexy arrogant rogue and the chick is trying to talk herself out of liking him (typical formula), but she just climaxes right there on the dance floor while they're dancing (whoa, that's different). Those paperbacks in the 70s were so raunchy back then, now they classify those stories as "Erotica" now but every other romance and fiction story was just as raunchy back then.

LQ

^^^^Hmmmm, that is different.... You don't happen to
remember the name of the book do ya?

bjork said:

this novel was aired on a local talk show in nashville today. the book reviewer highly recommended it. i'm telling you people. it's on its way up! better get it now!

obsessed said:

Unfortunately, it will take me some time to find the title because I'd have to travel back to my hometown. It's really really old and probably out of print. I bought it at F. W. Woolworths of all places. Calling my mother and giving her directions is kinda like giving Borat directions to a rave party.

LQ

LadyQ said:

It's not necessary.....I was just having a bit of fun.....

F.W. Woolworth's??? Wow!

Your Borat comment.....
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