The Hitwoman & the Family Jewels @jb_lynn_author #excerpt



Book 4 in the Confessions of a Slightly Neurotic Hitwoman series

How do you say “no” to a mob boss?

When bumbling hitwoman Maggie Lee is asked by her mob boss employer to kill a cop, she wants to say no.

When her sexy murder mentor, Patrick Mulligan tells her the cop in question is a guy she once dated, she REALLY wants to refuse.

But when her former date, Paul Kowalski tries to kill her, she changes her tune to “Hell, yes!”

Maggie and Patrick grow closer as they scramble to figure out what it is that Kowalski is looking for and what it has to do with her prison escapee father.

Maggie’s search is hampered by the presence of US Marshals hunting her father and her crazier-than-usual family.

Along with her snarky talking lizard, grammatically-challenged Doberman, and a pissy cat, she races to solve the mystery and protect her family. But nothing in Maggie’s life ever goes as planned….

It takes place in the office of a veterinarian where the neurotic hitwoman, Maggie Lee, waiting for news about the well-being of her beloved dog, is sitting with a one-eyed, scarred cat.

Doctor Felton strolled into the reception. He came to an abrupt stop, a look of shock on his face.
The cat’s comforting purring stopped.
Fear lanced my heart and I trembled. “What is it?”
“You’ve got piss on your lap!” he exclaimed.
Certain I’d misheard him, I asked, “What?”
“Piss,” the doctor insisted. “Piss is on your lap.”
“He means me,” the cat explained.
I looked down at her, then back at the vet. “You mean the cat?”
He nodded. “We call her Miss Piss because she peed in the spare set of shoes I keep in the back.”
“That’s a horrible name.” I looked down at the cat. “Tell me what your name is.”
“It’s a cat,” Patrick reminded me. “It can’t talk.”
The cat had the audacity to wink at me, at least that’s what I think she did with her one good eye, before jumping off my lap and stalking away. “I’m going to relieve myself in his shoes,” she purred naughtily.


Besides being a writer, JB Lynn is a compulsive reader, a runner (of  sorts), an enthusiastic cook (who doesn’t get the appeal of the Food   Network), and someone who has an irresistible urge to eavesdrop at all   times.


JB has a great love of her husband, dogs, coffee, purple  ink, spiral notebooks, running gear, hot showers, and ’80s music. Given  enough  time, all of these things will eventually show up in her books.

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Blogger interview with Literary Exploration @knowledgelost

I’ve interviewed many authors as I enjoy hearing about them and their experiences, who they are and their perspective. I’m also curious about how bloggers think and do things. There are so many great blogs and bloggers so I thought I’d actually do something about it and interview a blogger who’s reviews I enjoy so much. Michael of Literary Exploration said yes to the request, I’m pleased because I love his blog. His reviews are smart, well written and insightful. He enjoys literary works and thanks to his blog I’ve discovered some great reads. Thanks to Michael for allowing me the chance to interrogate.


Please tell me about yourself

What kind of question is that?! I never know how to answer that.

I’m a nerd that only start reading in 2009, when I discovered my autodidactic tenancies. I currently work in telecommunications and studying for my BA in English lit. A book and a cup of tea is my idea of a great night in. I love talking critically about books but it is hard to find like minded nerds

What are you reading now?

  • The Ways of the World by Robert Goddard
  • In Cold Blood by Truman Capote
  • Middlemarch by George Eliot (with the aid of a study guide; Eliot’s Middlemarch by Josie Billington)
  • Difficult Men: From The Sopranos and The Wire to Mad Men and Breaking Bad by Brett Martin

I like to read multiple books at the time, one is normally an audiobook but not at the moment (currently listening to some bookish podcasts)

Some favourite books and authors?

  • Frankenstein by Mary Shelley
  • Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoevsky
  • The Marriage Plot by Jeffrey Eugenides
  • Swimming Home by Deborah Levy
  • Wuthering Heights by Emily Brontë
  • Slaughterhouse Five by Kurt Vonnegut
  • Super Sad True Love Story by Gary Shteyngart
  • The Machine by James Smythe
  • The Man in the High Castle by Philip K. Dick
  • The Long Goodbye by Raymond Chandler

I prefer to name favourite books over authors, I’m still looking around for favourite authors. I could say Mary Shelley but does it count if I’ve only read one of her books over and over again?

Do you have any literary confessions to make?

  • I only started reading booking in 2009
  • I’ve never read Harry Potter in my life
  • I secretly enjoy ‘hate reading’ books like Twilight so I can enjoy writing tweets/reviews full of rage
  • I’m not very organised when it comes to my reading/blogging schedule
  • The books on Jess Resides Here look really weird (but I like discovering weird and wonderful books)
  • I book blog because I want to talk about books and people in real life are sick of me always talking about books

Is there an author you’d love to meet?

Gary Shteyngart, he is so funny and always interesting to here speak.

What prompted you to become a blogger and why focus on books and not something else?

I do focus on something else, I started blogging at Knowledge Lost about my autodidactic adventures and found I had a passion for books. I write more in my book blog but I still try (and fail) to keep my other blog active.

What do you enjoy the most about book blogging?

I just love talking about books, I treat my book blog as my bookish journal.

What do you think is your biggest book blogging regret?

That I didn’t start sooner, I would like to have a record of books I read years ago. I will reread my favourite just to have that record.

In what areas do you believe it needs improvement if any?

Do you mean my blog or book blogging in general? I think my book blog is always evolving and getting better, I would like to review more critically but that is just a learning process. The book blogging community can be improved by removing blogspot having more male bloggers

What have you learned from when you started out?

  • That practice makes perfect
  • Self Hosted WordPress is the best solution for a serious blogger
  • The Ultimate Book Blogger plugin is the best time saver for a book blogger

Where do you do most of your reading?

I normally read in bed or if it is an audiobook, while working

What is your blogging work space like?

It’s my work computer while I’m at work and it is my Macbook pro when at home

Do you have aspirations to write yourself?

I think my writing aspirations are all non-fiction related nowadays, which I pour into my blogging. After reading so many great novels, I doubt I could ever reach that skill level.

Do you think you’ll ever not blog?

I can’t see it, I’m addicted and I love having the output/record of all my thoughts. I even dream about blog posts.

Does family/friends know about your blogging? What do they think?

My wife has been the biggest supporter of my blogging, she even edits my posts for me just to make sure I don’t look like an idiot. I hope all my friends and family like my blogs Facebook page and follows my progress.

Much is said about the publishing industry and its future, what are your thoughts?

I’m so sick of hearing that the novel is dead, there will always be a place for literature in this world and I’m always going to prefer paperbacks over ebooks. If the publishing industry is dying, I better start buying more books.

What and who are some of your favourite blogs and bloggers?

There are less male book bloggers than female, what are your views on this?

Women seem to be bigger readers then men but I would love to see more male book bloggers. I think men and woman often have different tastes and opinions and and it would be nice to see a balance. I also think there needs to be more literary criticism in the book blogging community; since it is taking over from newspapers.

What book would you recommend I try and why?

I think you should try something by James Smythe, maybe The Explorer
Did you read The Explorer? If so make it The Machine

What book are you surprised you haven’t gotten to yet?

I have a whole TBR bookshelf full of books I’m surprised I haven’t read yet. I keep getting distracted by other books

Is there a genre out there you’d like to try but have yet to? Say bizarro?

I’ve never tried bizarro, not sure where to start. But I do try to read all genres

What is your preferred book of choice physical, ebook, audio?

Physical books, always physical books. Audiobooks are great for when I’m at work and ebooks only when I’m travelling

The Crown Phoenix Series by author Alison DeLuca


I’ve read the first in this series and really enjoyed it. I do hope to get to the others to find out more of what happens in this steampunk world that Alison has created. Here Alison tells us about torturing us readers.


An underground factory, a terrifying laboratory, and an Edwardian hospital…

Miriam has only her guardians’ son for company, and she and Simon dislike each other from the start. But they must find a way to trust each other, or they will end up on the sinister Night Watchman Express.

Torturing Readers

Kissing in books is great, magical, clean fun. A first kiss between characters is a beautiful thing, a moment of romance. It’s the point where the interaction between two people takes a completely different turn, and if it is done right, the reader should feel that jolt of electricity, an investment in the couple’s desire as their lips meet.

Creating that spark is a delicate process. To my mind, the force that really drives it is tension. The “will they or won’t they” tightwire is a delicious torture for readers, to keep them up far beyond their bedtimes as they turn the page just to read one more scene.

Keeping that tension building for one book is a huge sleigh of hand trick. Yeah – how about four? I’ve separated my leads for three books, and as I come close to finishing the fourth, I might have to finally satisfy the readers who have stuck this long with me.

Building the long relationship between Miriam and Simon required a lot of adventures, side forays into other lives, a setting at the turn of the last century, and a few moments that allow readers to glimpse the electricity that has been building between the two of them. And, of course, the most important part has been their own personalities. Simon was handsome, had an eye for the girls, and thought he had fallen for someone else. Miriam was impatient, and very angry at the hand life had dealt her.

So when they first met, there were indeed fireworks, but of a different variety. The two of them fought and argued at the start. That’s when I allowed different sides of each to emerge – Miriam’s loyalty, and Simon’s courage.

As well, they both had to have a sense of humor. I wanted to think of their being able to sit down and have a long conversation, as friends, before I allowed any kissing to happen. If I didn’t do that, then the kiss would have been pure, simple, physical attraction and nothing more. There’s nothing wrong with that, I suppose, but for me, at least, that just doesn’t create enough tension and excitement.

So, here is an example of the tension-building:

“And how about you?” Miriam asked.
“What about me?”
“Won’t you miss that Cantwell woman?” Miriam blurted out the question, and she dropped her gaze onto her hands in her lap. How ridiculous of her to blush!
“Well, Miriam,” Simon said, “as a matter of fact, no, I won’t. I won’t miss that dreadful woman one bit. In fact, when she had me in prison up there, in that dreadful room, and I felt like I had lost my mind, it was you that I saw. I saw you in a dream, and that’s what saved me from losing my mind.”
“Oh,” Miriam said. Suddenly the house got very still and very quiet. Simon’s gaze was intent upon hers, and for some strange reason, she couldn’t look away. And she found she couldn’t breathe, either. Her heart began to hammer in her chest, and her mouth opened in a slight gasp.
Simon’s grin disappeared. He opened his mouth to say something, closed it again, and edged a bit closer to her on the step.
At that moment, Neil appeared at the top of the stairs and trailed down, dragging his feet on the worn treads of the stair carpet. “What are you two talking about?” he asked.


About author Alison DeLuca

Alison DeLuca is the author of several steampunk and urban fantasy books.  She was born in Arizona and has also lived in Pennsylvania, Illinois, Mexico, Ireland, and Spain.

Currently she wrestles words and laundry in New Jersey.


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AD Starrling Greene’s Calling #booktour


Welcome to my stop on the A.D. Starrling book tour for her book Greene’s Calling. I’ve got an interview to share and there is a tour wide giveaway for everyone. Enjoy.



Please tell me about yourself

I am a thirty-something islander, writer, and part-time baby doctor. Oh, and a closet geek, nerd, and manga/manhwa/anime lover. And I like sports cars. Don’t ask me what’s under the hood, I’m just a curve lover.

I was born and bred in Mauritius and came to the UK in 1994 to go to university. My love of reading and writing came from my father and I’ve been a storyteller in some shape or form since I was a young child; my fondest memory from primary school is sitting under a banyan tree, telling tales of princesses, heroes with swords, and dragons with halitosis to my classmates.

Although I wanted to pursue further studies in literature, I was persuaded to select the sciences as my main subjects in secondary school; I come from a family of scientists and teachers after all. By the time I entered medical school, I had already penned several short stories and two novels. I’d even typed my first novel on my father’s ancient Olivetti typewriter, a process akin to juggling with knifes, blindfolded; I skinned my fingers innumerable times between those damn keys.


I told myself I would write again after retiring from medicine. However, one thing medicine teaches you very quickly is how preciously short life is. There is nothing like staring in the face of death every week to make you appreciate your own mortality. I decided I wasn’t going to wait until my sixties to chase my writing dream.

After a few months researching the traditional publishing industry, I put finger to keyboard in January 2006. I gave myself six years to see where I could get. By 2012, I had written three books. One of my short stories had made the finals of a large international competition. I had almost landed two agents and a publisher. I had received good feedback on my writing.

But I still didn’t have a traditional contract. From what I was reading at the time, it would only get harder to land one.

I then came across an article that opened my eyes to where the writing and publishing world was heading. It was featured in the UK Writing Magazine and was about a US author and blogger called J.A. Konrath. Having been traditionally published for many years, Konrath had successfully embraced self-publishing; the reasons he gave for doing so were compelling to say the least. I researched self-publishing, released my first book six months later, and haven’t looked back since.

What is something about you that no one knows?

I have a fridge magnet fetish. The quirkier, the better. My current favorites are below.


What are you reading now?

I am re:reading Gerald Durrell’s “My family and other animals”. I reread a lot of books. My Terry Pratchett collection is particularly dog-eared.

Some favourite books and authors?

It/Dolores Clairborne/The Stand by Stephen King

Imagica/The Greatest & Secret Show by Clive Barker

Fear Nothing/Dark Rivers of the Heart/From the Corner of His Eye by Dean Koontz

Guards! Guards! and too many others by Terry Pratchett

The Harry Potter books by J.K. Rowling

The Inheritance Cycle by Christopher Paolini

Temeraire by Naomi Novik

Anansi Boys by Neil Gaiman

The Andrew Lang’s Fairy Books Collection

I am forgetting many, I’m sure.

Is there a genre you’ve yet to write but would like to do so?

Funny you should ask that. When I started writing in 2006, it was in the lighthearted fantasy genre and in a style of storytelling that was compared to Douglas Adams. I would like to start publishing this series in the next few years. I have written a sci-fi horror short story that one of my editors believes I should expand into a novella or novel. I’ve planned a YA sci-fi novel (could be 2-3 books) and an epic dark fantasy trilogy for the years ahead.

Do you think you’ll ever write where you incorporate your medical knowledge into the story such as a Robin Cook type thriller, or is fantasy and completely staying away from that preferred?

Despite being a doctor, I’m not into reading medical thrillers that much. The only exception that has some link to the world of medicine is Kathy Reichs’ books, where they’re all kind of, well, dead.

I suspect I would find it too “close” to home and it would feel more like work than entertainment for me. I may also have been put off by some of the gross I-want-to-scream-this-is-so-wrong medical inaccuracies I’ve picked up in popular TV series. Seriously, they make us medics want to throw scalpels at the TV screen.

 How many books do you have planned in your series?

The storyline of Seventeen will officially be completed in six books. The world I’ve created does leave the door open for me to return to it at some stage if I wish to do so. After all, there’s so much I could write about past historical events.

Something new and different that a few of my fellow author friends have started doing are short stories and novelettes linked to a completed series. I’m uncertain whether I will try my hand at this.

What do readers have to look forward to next?

Ashstorm (Seventeen Book 4) is currently underway and is proving to be an exciting project. I have started rewriting the first novel in the lighthearted fantasy series I mentioned above. I may publish my sci-fi horror short story later this year and give it exclusively to my newsletter subscribers for a period of time, before I release it as a novel or novella.

On top of hiring Kriss and Amy for the blog tour, I also hired a UK publicist for Greene’s Calling book launch in the UK. Esther Harris landed me an interview on The Annie Othen Show on BBC Coventry and Warwickshire on July 3.

I am in talks with an NYC audiobook company about creating a Soul Meaning audiobook. We will be crowdfunding via Pubslush, so watch this space!

Bonus question for you! :D

 If you had the choice to go on a date with one of your characters, who would it be?

The answer to this question used to be Reid Hasley, from Soul Meaning (Seventeen Book #1). He’s the only human protagonist in that novel and he can keep up with the immortals, so kudos to him. Lucas Soul I would find too intimidating; I might end up staring and drooling like a fan girl.

Zachary Jackson from King’s Crusade (Seventeen Book #2) would be a fun date. Oh so much fun. Sizzling hot fun. Sigh.

Conrad Greene from Greene’s Calling (Seventeen Book #3) would be a perfect gentleman. I can imagine him being an old-fashioned kind of guy who’d bring you flowers, open doors, wine and dine you, kiss you, and not invite himself in for a coffee. A steady guy. That doesn’t mean he’s boring. If you were his soulmate, he’d have you out of your clothes before you could finish saying, “Hello, my name is —” The love scene between Conrad and Laura was one of the more charged ones I’ve written so far.

The character I would date features in Ashstorm (Seventeen Book #4). Not only would I date him, I would happily have his babies. His name is Asgard. He is HOT. Even though he’s not the main protagonist of Ashstorm, he is one of the most important immortals, if not THE most important, in the entire series. I’m a bit jealous of Madeleine, the woman who gets to “have” him…

AD Starrling was born on the small island nation of Mauritius in the Indian Ocean and came to the UK at the age of twenty to study medicine. After five years of hard graft earning her MD and another five years working all of God’s hours as a Pediatrician, she decided it was time for a change and returned to her first love, writing.

Her debut novel Soul Meaning (Seventeen Book #1) has won and been nominated for several awards, as has her second novel King’s Crusade.

She currently lives in Warwickshire in the West Midlands, where she is busy writing the next installment in the series. She still practices medicine. AD Starrling is her pen name.

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The Domestics by Mohana Rajakumar #excerpt #booktrailer @Moha_doha

I’m pleased to share the latest from author Mohana Rajakumar. Her latest release is one that sounds like another must for readers.

Mohanalakshmi Rajakumar


Necessity is the mother of all friendships. The Dohmestics explores the ups and downs of six women thrown together by fate in the quintessential Middle Eastern compound; a neighborhood enclosed by a boundary wall with a security gate. Emma, Nouf, Rosa, and Maya are part of the sophomoric fish bowl no one can escape, where rumors can ruin marriages or jobs. Daily life is an array of coffee mornings, book clubs, and single parenting for Emma whose pilot husband is away more than at home. She can barely remember the workaholic professional she was before becoming a trailing spouse. Noof, a female Arab lawyer, struggles between her traditional values and Western education. She’s a mother, wife, and friend, like society expects of her, but she wants to establish an identity of her own. Rosa was the regional winner of a beauty pageant in the Philippines. Now, she is a full time maid and nanny for a family who treats her well. But will sacrificing her future for her sisters’ be worth it? Country girl Lillie is fired a few months into her first job as a housemaid. She can’t go back home; too many people need her income. Without a reference, no one will employ her. Maya, a seamstress in Sri Lanka, lost everything in the Asian tsunami. She bears her tyrannical boss’ demands, in hopes of rebuilding a life back home. Amira, the compound’s unofficial head cheerleader, appears to have it all. Yet, as everyone knows, because each is desperately trying to hide her own: we all have secrets.

The Dohmestics Mohanalakshmi Rajakumar

Chapter One

Dust laid a film of grit on the boxes in the entryway of the sand-colored duplex. Emma pulled straying pieces of elbow-length hair back into the bun, held together by a pencil spiked through the center. Dust, heat, desert. Their new life, waiting for Adam to become full captain. Four years. Maybe longer. The wilted plants in ceramic pots on doorsteps up and down the street were evidence the desert sun was winning. Emma tasted particulate on her tongue; the sandstorms would play havoc with Adam’s sinuses. Everywhere she looked, there were buildings similar to hers; whether villas, apartments, or duplexes, the exteriors were the same beige cinderblock front. Wider entryways for duplexes and three steps for the approach to villas distinguished the bigger units from the smaller ones. No driveways for the neighborhood existed inside the compound boundary wall. Four years was fast tracking in the airline industry, but Emma felt each of these early days pass like a month. At noon the parking spaces were empty; the beige canvas awnings melded into the adobe-colored walls of the buildings. Across the street were the wider front entrances of the villas; there was a bit more variety in these that more resembled houses back home. These were two story affairs, with wide fronts to the street, beige again with beveled glass, three actual steps for an entrance, rather than the flat approach to the rest of the buildings, like the one Emma lived in. She swiped at the sweat on the back of her neck. Her footsteps echoed on the tile, determined to unpack the next set of boxes. Adam was away. Alice was at school. The silence was deafening. “Why not get a job?” Adam had asked. “We could save that money too, for the house?” “I can’t tell them I have to leave halfway through the day to go pick up our daughter, now, can I?” “Hire a maid,” Adam replied with a shrug, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. “But that would cost money,” she protested. “We’re trying to save money.” Their love of entertaining had built up quite a pile of bills. “No one pays them that much,” he said. “A few hundred riyals.” “To have someone in the house with us, when we’re tight on space as it is.” She shook her head. “Plus, is that legal, a few hundred riyals?” She didn’t get a reply before he left for the gym, a workout an essential for the days he was home to balance so much time in the air. Gone was the routine schedule as co-pilot of a cargo plane, as regular as the post, bringing Adam home every night for dinner. The company had folded in the financial crisis. Commercial airlines were hiring—foreign companies anyway. Now they were in the Middle East with Adam flying anywhere from Hong Kong to New York, while she stayed at home. Her thumbnail broke as she ripped the tape off the next lid. She chewed off the rest of the nail, glad Alice wasn’t there to see the forbidden act. Emma’s eyes drifted to the pile of adverts left in the door overnight; a glossy one featured women with blow-dried hair sipping tea. Yes, maybe that’s exactly what she needed. She snatched up the house keys and made her way down the street towards the clubhouse. The weekly neighborhood coffee morning was one of those all-female, expat gatherings Emma had read about on forums before making the move to the Arabian Peninsula. She hadn’t planned on attending one, but the stifling silence drove her out of the house, looking for adult conversation that didn’t involve flight schedules or school pick-up routes. “Where are you from?” asked a woman with wire-framed glasses that made her brown eyes owlish. “England,” Emma said. She answered a string of familiar questions in every group she came to, the most common being, “How long have you been here?” Those who answered in the longest number of years to this question seemed to be mostly Indian, clustered together away from the other women. Everyone white wanted to know whether or not she worked. When Emma said she didn’t and confessed her school pick-up dilemma, the women had the solution: a full-time housemaid. “You’ll have so much more time to spend together, with your husband,” said a petite brunette with a waist the size of a teenager’s. “And you won’t spend it doing those tasks that you have to do again and again, like cooking or laundry. You can spend it with your child,” a blonde with perky breasts chimed in. “Do they steal things?” The blonde and brunette shook their heads as one, sharing a glance. “If they do, they’ll be jailed,” the brunette said, the dimples disappearing from her heart shaped face. “Or worse,” the blonde intoned. “Worse?” “Deported.” “But another person,” Emma fretted, another worry with the new concern about flight attendants. There had been none for airfreight. “Do I have to be with her all the time?” “She’s your employee,” the blonde emphasized. “She works for you. She isn’t your friend.” “But you have to watch the younger ones,” the brunette insisted. “Especially Filipinas.” “Watch them? They steal?” The women tittered. “That’s not the worst.” “Your husband is a pilot?” Emma nodded the affirmation. “Stop scaring her, ladies.” A statuesque woman interrupted the onslaught, waving her immaculate nails hello. “Amira.” Her manicured hand reached out for hers. “Emma,” she said stuttering at the sound of her own name. “I meant, would she need entertaining? Would the two of us watch television together?” Amira laughed, as if Emma had told her a funny joke. “You’re new. You’ll see. They make it so you can entertain yourself.” “Myself?” The word sounded lonelier than she had intended. Amira led her away from the group, motioning over to the tray of cookies. “Your maid is the least glamorous and last person to worry about. My husband is a pilot as well. They’re around gorgeous, young girls all the time. You know the airline. Men, women, everyone is impeccable.” She wiggled her eyebrows with a wink. “I had noticed,” Emma said with a laugh. “But is there someone else I should worry about?” She looked around the room of immaculately groomed women. “Should I lock up my husband?” Amira laughed.


2013authorphotoMohanalakshmi Rajakumar is a South Asian American who has lived in Qatar since 2005. Moving to the Arabian Desert was fortuitous in many ways since this is where she met her husband, had two sons, and became a writer.  She has since published eight eBooks, including a momoir for first time mothers, Mommy But Still Me; a guide for aspiring writers, So You Want to Sell a Million Copies; a short story collection, Coloured and Other Stories; and a novel about women’s friendships, Saving Peace.

Her coming of age novel, An Unlikely Goddess, won the SheWrites New Novelist competition in 2011.

Her recent books have focused on various aspects of life in Qatar. From Dunes to Dior, named as a Best Indie book in 2013, is a collection of essays related to her experiences as a female South Asian American living in the Arabian Gulf. Love Comes Later was the winner of the Best Indie Book Award for Romance in 2013 and is a literary romance set in Qatar and London. The Dohmestics is an inside look into compound life as well as the secrets kept between housemaids and their employers.

After she joined the e-book revolution, Mohana dreams in plotlines. Learn more about her work on her website at or follow her latest on Twitter: @moha_doha. Mohana is currently working on her first historical novel, set in the East Asian country of Laos.

The Domestics can be purchased from Amazon