R.M.Simone

ABOUT ME contact me at "" booksbyroshandra@gmail.com""" My life is all around this creativity of writing, teaching, healing, and opening up realms of light for those that are drawn to 'me' and my services along with this creative life i live. My 'writing' came to me naturally. It just happens to 'FLOW" for me and the dreamy worlds I seem to 'see into'. I discovered in 2008, that a series of four books wrote themselves about a woman that her pathway of spirit opened up for her. Leaving a normal and very happy life for this adventure that drew her into other realms. I finished the books, sat back, and realized it was very much about myself. Writing it I did not realize that as often the 'writer and the story' weave from the author's own experience, imagination, dreams and wishes along with a message that felt it had to be expressed. I work a lot with VISUAL imagery and ART. This opens doors into other realms for myself to share to the reader the story or adventure i am taking them on with 'me'. My writing is centered around Romance, Fiction, Supernatural, Spiritual, Fantasy and Mystery. I also have recently launched a series of GOTH Romance and a Novella that carried energy 'codes' for the reader. I am a energy healing, angelic visionary and interior designer working with REIKI and Design along with LEY LINE GRIDS. My PASSION in my writing comes from my Creative FLOWS when i am in writing. I also have stories on fan fiction and was inspired by the Twilight books and films along with Books like the GOLDEN COMPASS and HARRY POTTER. Roshandra warmly writing on Romance LOVE stories - Tasteful Erotica - Vampire and Goth romances - BBW Voyeuristic Fantasy - Sci-fi - ADDITIONALLY I write FAN FICTION also under author name 'Roshandra' TWILIGHT and FSOG cross over stories and Edward Bella in the Canon. ALL MY BOOKS in PRINT may be PURCHASED through my AUTHOR PAGE at LuLu.com http://www.lulu.com/spotlight/booksbyroshandra BLACK TIES arc and trilogy Paths Cross and then again GUISE' arc and Menage A Trois trilogy Paranormal and Occult SHADES OF LOVE Trilogy and arc a Fan Fiction discussion on FSOG and on TWILIGHT and then launches into this trilogy series and with TANTRA. You feel the steam off the pages. BOOK V Saga THE KISS, THE MIST and THE REBORN and novellas also Kismet Vampire novels GOTHIC GATES series is a modern Goth Romance and a back story that is a classic NOIR. BBW His Kisses series is a Vampire Voyeurism Fantasy Here are some KEY Quotes and Prelude excerpts from some of my Books ****************************************** Gothic Gates Venice Prelude from Devon * Sometimes Love Begins this Way We all carry a dream within ourselves that holds the promise of a love that makes time stop, written in the stars, and holds us in her bosom of forever. Every girl, young woman, carries that dream and we never speak it. For if we did our dream would not come into being, Devon From Devon about Dante' That night I 'changed' ...we made love all night long. My pearls remained on my body. I began to remember my past life here in Venice with Dante. I was a 'courtesan' and he was my lover. I remembered all of it. We were so matched on love making. I took his breath away that night. I surprised my most intimate dreams of what I was capable of in love making. I left him wanting 'more' as sunrise rose. I smiled; the courtesan I was did not permit me to marry him then. I was so in love with him but our stations were different. This life though was different as none of that mattered. This was the life somehow we both planned on merging into this romance of love. I hoped this was the true moment of when the heart with her body meets him into a sacred divine union. I loved Dante' without a doubt...Venice opened my true heart of hearts. His words to me in our love making made me smile. "You my dear were a courtesan here in Venice and you stole my Heart." "Steal it again, it belonged to you always." **************************************** NOVELLA ALLEANDREA his Beloved a Quote... Alleandrea's bridge of this love was to see the Swan Masquerade Ball of the past in Paris France and that evening that Kismet touched them both. Upon seeing her, his Venus Botticelli for the first moment, he could not breathe. He waited as she walked towards him standing in the centering under the cosmic Lapis Blue ceiling of the silk canopy over the dance floor. Around him swirled the masquerade ball all in swan masks. She wore none and his Venetian mask he held in his hand. She walked towards him not seeing him Breathe he told himself, just breathe. Love was coming into his arms. The NOVELLA opens the reader to this LOVE STORY and bridging the past to the present. Both lovers are reading this same story BOOK V and the memories swirl and wash over both of them now. They meet. There is MUSIC to this NOVELLA TOO. Also available to enjoy as you sweetly read Alleandrea's love story. ************************************ ALCHEMY, The Gold RING. A series of THREE books all about Alchemy, the France Ley Line Grid, a mystery pathway each are on, for different reasons and a love match of Twin soul mates. France, the Art, the Locations, and the Alchemist of the past provide part of this story. The real story holds an intrigue for Ascension for the reader and some very beautiful but hot steamy love moments between these two unsuspecting matched loves. Prologue Paris was in her shroud that evening when I saw her walking across to the cafe. It was night time in the rainy season of late fall. Normally tourists are all gone by this time of year. I watched her leave the Louvre' as she darted between the slow late traffic. Only the locals were sitting in the cafe. The rain was about to come down but she made it in time while the fog draped the landscape. Mizzle is what some people called this kind of rain in the mist of the fog. She was out to meet someone, I wondered? My mood matched the shroud of Paris at the moment. I could not stop looking at this girl. Something different about her compelled me to watch. She had a naivety and that American trust that the world was a safe place for her. It was not. She looked like she just got out of college. Maybe twenty three years old at the most. My attention kept being drawn back to her. She was reaching for her cell phone to probably call the person she was meeting. I quietly watched as I stayed in the shadows at the café. She had not noticed anyway. She was about to grab a table under the awnings as it appeared maybe near where I was watching her from. She put her cell phone back into her pocket then looked right at me. Our eyes locked. I don't think she expected to see someone staring at her from the dark. I debated to speak up with introducing myself. I debated longer than what might be considered polite.