Our Story Begins in Richmond...

 Our Story Begins in Richmond is now available for purchase either as a physical copy or ebook at the following link:

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0FVSGMLSH

My Newest Story

I TRY TO SAVE MY WRITING posts for my writing blog: johnpriceauthor.wordpress.com but I thought I'd post about my latest story here. I've written 16 short stories and have begun self-publishing them, releasing one every few months. The stories are all set in Richmond, VA and while each story stands alone (you can read them either in order or not or read just one) someone from each story makes an appearance later on. The idea is to show how all of our lives are connected. How often have we had a mutual friend with someone and not know it?

"Oh you know Chris? Oh my god, I've been friends with Chris for years!" 

"Really? We all should get together and have lunch one day!!"

We've all been there. These stories are no different. In the first story, Happy Little Sheds, a lady walks up to Mark Bolton's art stand named Carolyn. She's the main character in the next story, Hello, Carolyn. Her grandkids have a story of their own, The New Gardeners.

I could go on and on, but I'd love for you to read them for yourself. The latest story can be purchased here for .99 Message Not Delivered and is the 8th and final story in the collection. There will be 2 volumes, and the first 8 stories will make up the first volume. 

Message Not Delivered is a supernatural thriller and may not be suitable for readers under 18. I may do a small post here on my art blog in the upcoming weeks of all the stories. 

Time-lapse of another short story book cover

 

From George to Joe

Here it is, the book I've been working on for almost 15 years. From George to Joe is complete and available for purchase at Amazon, Barnes & Noble, and soon, local bookstores in Richmond, VA. Follow the link below to purchase directly from Amazon, or visit me next week at The Brickhouse RVA for a book signing from 5-9pm. 

From George to Joe https://www.amazon.com/dp/0578847566/ref=sr_1_19

From George to Joe with WTVR's Greg McQuade

 I can't seem to be able to post the video here, but check out the story WTVR did of the book of presidents I wrote, set to come out President's Day weekend 2023.

https://www.wtvr.com/i-have-a-story/from-george-to-joe-john-price-feb-3-2023

Late Night Love With KD

What if you met the woman of your dreams … the person you fell madly in love with and wanted to spend the rest of your life with ... only for her to move away and disconnect from you? What if you could find a way to bring her back into your life for good?

That’s just what happened to Matthew, an easy going bartender who thought he’d met the love of his life. Bethany was everything he wanted in a woman, but he wasn’t exactly everything she wanted in a man.

He’s desperate ... obsessed ... heartbroken. In an attempt to win her back, he believes he has found a way to convince her to stay.

But what if she rejects him? What if she doesn’t stay? What if she leaves again? Those are a lot of ‘what ifs’ … 
Guess there’s only one way to find out.

Late Night Love With KD is a Short Story that was inspired by the Delilah Show, where people call in and tell stories about their sappy love stories and heartbreak. This thriller starts out like a cheesy romance novel, but explores the fantasies of a man who becomes obsessed. 

It's toxic masculinity at its finest. 

Follow the link below to purchase your copy. 

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B08F7G84G3/ref=sr_1_1?dchild=1&keywords=late+night+love+with+kd&qid=1596549021&sr=8-1

About My Next Book ...

What if you met the woman of your dreams…the person you fell madly in love with and wanted to spend the rest of your life with...only for her to move away and disconnect from you? What if you could find a way to bring her back into your life for good?

That’s just what happened to Matthew, an easy going bartender who thought he’d met the love of his life. Bethany was everything he wanted in a woman, but he wasn’t exactly everything she wanted in a man. 

He’s desperate. In an attempt to win her back, he believes he has found a way to convince her to stay. 

But what if she rejects him? What if she doesn’t stay? What if she leaves again? Those are a lot of ‘what ifs’…

Guess there’s only one way to find out. 

If you're familiar with my blog, you already know I write and publish short stories. My next one, Late Night Love With KD will be available for purchase tomorrow, August 3. It starts out like a cheesy romance, but turns dark. As it is with all my books, this one has a twist ending. 

Writing Update

If you've been following my blog for years, you know that I also write. Right now, I'm doing the National Novel Writing Month, where you see if you can crack out a 50,000 word novel in 30 days. Right now, I'm sitting at over 30,000 words and along with having to put down our dog of over 13 years and getting a new job, this shit is exhausting. I'm detailing it in my blog, and you can click on the link and follow my progress, along with some of my other writing projects.
https://johnpriceauthor.wordpress.com/2019/11/18/an-update/

A Golddigging Whore

The first two pages from my next short story, 'Pregator' to be released on September 25. Click the link to preorder your copy.

TOYA LOOKED DOWN AT HER flat, brown stomach. There were no stretch marks, no blemishes, and the smooth, dark shadows where her belly contoured from defined abs was a beautiful sight. She lifted her breasts and watched as she ran her finger down past per belly button. Further, she continued until at last, she touched the trimmed pubes.

She spread her legs and let her fingers continue downward.

Whatever he is doing with his tongue is amazing, she thought, placing her hand on the back of his head, holding him there. 

Damn … right there.

Yes … that’s the spot.

Ooooh … fuck … that tongue of his.

Holy shit.

As Karl ran his tongue inside her, slowly flicking in and out, up and down, he moaned as well. It was almost as if he was getting off from going down on her as much as sh enjoyed receiving it. Holding his bald head there, she could feel the twitches begin to build inside. 

Damn … that bald head of his. A dark skinned man with a beard and bald head … double damn.

It was getting good, too. The sensations began to build up as he swirled his tongue around, flitting back and forth … sucking on her lips and clit. She dug her nails into his shoulders and he stopped. Karl lifted himself toward her and began to kiss her breasts, positioning himself between her legs.

Fuck.

It’s not that he was bad at sex, but he was definitely not the best.

As she attempted to mentally prepare herself for sex with him, she drifted off into fantasies of Martin.

Now that … that was a man who could fuck. 

Karl pushed himself inside and began to rock back and forth, but her mind was nowhere in this. Her mind was on Martin.

It was always on Martin.

Even now as she lay there with Karl’s baby inside her womb, her mind was on the past. The problem was, she hadn’t told Karl yet that he was going to be a daddy. They were still early in their relationship - barely six months. She’d quit taking the pill behind his back, and unfortunately for him, nature took its course. Besides, she’d just found out this morning.

She wanted to get pregnant.

A son. 

Toya wanted a son.

She always wanted a son for some reason.

Her biological clock was ticking, and if she and Karl didn’t work out, at least she’d be set financially. Her fantasy was to be with Martin, but Martin was not only ‘not’ the relationship type, but he was a piece of shit.

Nonetheless, she was still in love with him. She even had his birthday as the password to her phone.

But although she wasn’t in love with Karl, she knew he’d be a great father. Her only agony now was in how to break the news to him. As he pumped back and forth, sliding in and out of hr body, the only feeling greater than the sensation was the emotions she had for another man. It was fucked up, but it wasn’t something she could control. Everyone has that oneperson that stays in their heart, and for her, it was Martin.

Toya wasn’t in the mood for sex tonight. She tried her best to stay in character and moan, but her mind wasn’t in the right place. Unfortunately, Karl could sense it. 

“What’s going on?” he asked, slowing his thrusts to a complete stop.

Toya could feel him hard and erect inside her. He hadn’t come yet, but the throbbing and pulsing could be felt throughout her body.

“What do you mean babe?”

“You’re not here,” he said. 

He pulled himself out and slid over and beside her. Most men were not big on snuggling, but it was something Karl enjoyed. He pressed himself up against her and placed his hand over on her belly. 

“I can just feel it,” he continued. “Something you want to talk about?”

He was obviously disappointed; why wouldn’t he be? She’d just killed the mood.

“Just a lot of shit going on at work and they’re downsizing. I just feel like my job might be on the chopping block,” she lied.

Toya’s position at her job was pretty safe. She was the HR manager for a family-owned car dealership in Richmond, close to where the Staples Mill Road met West Broad Street. Broad Street, in both east and west directions, was the main road that cut through the city. Car dealerships were dotted throughout the city, but the largest, and most successful ones were on Broad Street. 

Toya made pretty decent money, but it wasn’t the best. Karl, as a lover, was the best option for her. At this moment, however, she didn’t feel comfortable breaking the news to him. 

Not now.

Not with his penis still staring back at her.

How she would tell him, she didn’t know. She hadn’t thought that far ahead.

“I’m sorry babe. I wanted to see you tonight, but it’s just weighing on me.”

“No, it’s okay,” Karl said. “You want to talk about it?”

“Not really. You don’t mind if I spend the night?” she asked.

Karl didn’t rally like her spending the night. It wasn’t that hat he didn’t trust her or had anything against it. It was that his ex-wife would sometimes drop their children off if she had an early morning appointment. 

Karl had been married for eight years, and upon his divorce, he had partial custody of his children. He and his ex were cordial with each other, and Toya rarely heard him say anything negative about her. However, he was veery protective of his children, even if he didn’t see them but a few times a month. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to see them - it was that his job forced him to work long hours.

As a trial lawyer who worked for a large corporation in the city, not only did Karl put in a ton of countless hours, but he was paid very, very well in his field of work.

Toya knew this, and she wanted to milk this gravy train as long as she could.

It was wrong. She knew this.

But getting pregnant by him would put her in a better position financially. She was an attractive and sexy woman, with a sweet pussy and tight body, and could easily be trapped regardless of his level of success.

Rich or poor, men were all the same. They were controlled by their desires and easily let down their guard in hopes of quick, and good sex. They would never admit that pussy controlled them, but these were the biological facts.

Men were so stupid. 

https://www.amazon.com/Pregator-John-Price-ebook/dp/B07X48JN2D/ref=sr_1_2?keywords=pregator&qid=1568115741&s=gateway&sr=8-2

First Short Story

WHAT IF EVERYTHING YOU REMEMBER, NEVER HAPPENED?

To make a deal with the devil is scary enough as it is. But to renege on that deal is even more dangerous. Going back on your word can have serious consequences. Cameron Washington does just that in this new suspenseful adult thriller by author John Price. 

The Mandela Effect takes the reader into a story of betrayal, fame, and ultimately, regret as wannabe rapper desiring fame, Cameron, unknowingly makes a deal with powers that are beyond his control. Rife with deception, mystery, and an alternate reality, can Cameron beat the odds in this black horror that looks at evil spirits that follow Hollywood and the entertainment industry? 

If you like the Twilight Zone and Jordan Peele, you’ll enjoy this eerie thriller about a power that can erase history, leaving dark and senseless memories with nothing to back them up. 

The dance with death happens more often than you think ... 

This is my first published short story and should be available mid May.