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# Author Spotlight: Samantha Ketteman Aphrodite's Secret
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Title: Aphrodite’s Secret
Author: Samantha Ketteman
Series: The Forgotten (Book 1)
Genre: Paranormal Romance/Urban Fantasy
Publisher:  Self Published
Release Date: Feb 28 2013
Edition/Formats Available In:  E~book  & Print
Synopsis:



  Kaira, still reeling from the loss of her younger sister in a tragic boating accident, lives in the dark world of exotic dancing for survival. When one man enters her life, her world is turned upside down and inside out, where reality and fantasy seem to intertwine.
Kaira feels the eyes of a striking man watching her every move on stage. Zane is a scarred man with many secrets, one of which is the knowledge of who and what Kaira really is and the danger she will face.
While Zane fights a subconscious battle about what to tell her and whether he cares enough to get involved, another has noticed her as well. An Ithacan, sent to destroy her for what she is and take her powers to the God that has commanded all Forgotten be exterminated. The God intends to absorb her powers and rule absolutely.
Before Kaira realizes what is coming for her, she finds herself tumbling into a world where a scarred man that she is inexplicably attracted to will become her only hope. A hideous creature, one such as she’s never seen, is hunting her and trying his best to destroy everything and everyone she knows to get what he wants for his Master, and only Zane knows why.
While Kaira thinks it coincidence that Zane shows up at the club the girls like to frequent after work, Zane uses the planned interception to explore the pull that he feels towards Kaira, when he has cared for no one but himself for so many years. After finally meeting, Zane notices that the Ithacan has also followed and as their eyes meet, they both know that the battle for her soul will come; who will win is less important as the insistence Zane feels to tell Kaira who and what she is before she ends up like her sister.              

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Samantha Ketteman has resided in southern Illinois for 7 years, (though still claims to be an Alabama girl), with her husband and three crazy demon children. She started reading novels at a very young age and decided two years ago to write for herself. She is working on The Forgotten series, as well as two others. She is a caffiene addict, insomniac, and general basketcase most of the time. When she's not writing, she's thinking of writing, much to the chagrin of her husband who has to listen to her paranormal ramblings.

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Excerpt

Excerpt 1
  Kaira smiled, gave Ronnie a little hug, and hurried in the back door of the club,
down the hall, and into the dancers’ dressing room. Great, I get to follow Honey, she
thought. Honey had never liked Kaira, was downright mean and hateful to her. Not a
great way to start off the night. When she had to follow Honey, she worked hard not to
get too many tips, even going as far as pretending not to see the money waving at her
from the end of the stage. If she made too much in tips, it would further enrage Honey
and she would have to hear the woman’s tirade about how she was offering special
services after hours in order to gain more tips during her show. Everyone knew that
Jonathon, the owner of Diamond Darlins, would never allow such activities, but it never
stopped Honey from insinuating it before.
  Kaira sighed, placing her knock-off designer bag on the top of her assigned
vanity and sank into the overstuffed but still comfortable zebra patterned seat. Just
another night, you can do this, she thought. This was one of the best clubs she had ever
worked in, and she had always had to deal with women like Honey in every club. The
difference was, in those clubs, the rules weren’t nearly as strict and the customers weren’t
nearly as monitored either. What kind of name is Honey anyway, she thought. There was
always some version of the name Honey, or something similar that women seemed to
automatically associate with exotic dancing. Couldn’t they come up with something
original, she mused?
Excerpt 2
“You look like hell, girl! You want me to help you do something with that hair?”
Jasmine asked. Kaira looked at her friend’s reflection in the mirror and couldn’t help the
grin that appeared without effort at the look on Jasmine’s face. “I could always use
your expertise, you know that” Kaira stated as she pulled a brush from the upper right
hand drawer of her vanity and attempted to yank it through her thick mane of waves.
   Jasmine, all five foot ten inches of flawless mocha skin and unique features,
snatched the brush from Kaira and began brushing her hair in a much gentler pattern.
Jasmine had beautiful, light brown, shoulder length curls that seemed to defy gravity.
Kaira bet she never had to yank a brush through those beautiful curls; she probably just
woke up and ran her fingers through them. Kaira knew she had beautiful hair herself, but
always wished that her hair would either hang straight or curly, not the in between state
of waves that baffled her.
“Thanks for the help, Jas. I’m sure my hair is thanking you too,” Kaira said.
Jasmine narrowed her eyes at Kaira in mock exasperation.








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