“Accused (Atlanta’s Finest Series Book 3)” by Sharon C. Cooper

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Accused (Atlanta’s Finest Series Book 3)

by Sharon C. Cooper

Genre: Mystery & Thriller/African-American/Romantic Suspense

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He wants to forget his past… She’s hiding from hers…

Former FBI agent Kenton Bailey traded in his badge when an assignment went horribly wrong. Now he provides personal security to high-end clients. But falling for Egypt Durand, the Queen of Supreme Security, wasn’t part of the plan. She’s smart, classy, and ignites a fire in him that only she can extinguish. Except she retreats from his advances…and she’s shrouded in a veil of secrecy.

Egypt has never met a man as sexy as Kenton. Funny and smart, he’s hard to resist. But her past leaves no room for a happily ever after. Still, with him, she dreams of a future.

Finally, Egypt’s startling truths are revealed, throwing Kenton off balance and forcing him to confront the past he left behind. And when threats from a dangerous crime family send Egypt bolting, Kenton convinces her to stay. Together they will fight to bring closure to their pasts, but will they live long enough to explore the passion brewing between them?

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“Yankee Earl (American Lords Book 1)” by Shirl Henke

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Yankee Earl (American Lords Book 1)

by Shirl Henke

Genre: Historical Romance/Regency/Romantic Comedy

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In Regency England anything is possible if one has the money and influence. The devious Marquess of Cargrave does, and he blackmails his American grandson into becoming his heir. Jason Beaumont, former Yankee privateer, finds himself the new Earl of Falconridge and on the verge of being leg shackled. He is not happy.


The Honorable Rachael Fairchild, daughter to Cargrave’s oldest friend, Viscount Harleigh, is threatened by her father with even more odious marriage choices if she does not wed the man the Ton has labeled “the Yankee earl.” But Jason is a toad stool, nothing more than a jumped up pirate. She is not happy.


The two first collide, quite literally, while somebody is shooting at Jason. In spite of the danger, he and Rachel strike sparks from each other in a battle of wits. Rachel devises a plan that will enable Jason is to escape England, thus freeing them both from a fate worse than death–marriage…to each other! If only the Yankee clodpole weren’t so damnably witty and handsome. Jason quickly sees that his sharp-tongued “Countess” is right. They must work together to avoid leg-shackling…if only she weren’t so damnably bright and beautiful. As the squabbling pair matches wits with the manipulative old marquess, mysterious assassins and kidnappers menace them. Rachel begins to wonder if marrying the wild Yankee would be so terrible after all. Jason slowly realizes that only a fool would not claim the willful “Countess” as his own, and the Yankee earl is nobody’s fool.

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10 of the Worst Things Said to People with Fibromyalgia

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1. People with fibromyalgia are just lazy

This is a killer, and the vast majority of our respondents mentioned being told they just “don’t want to do” stuff.

Some responses:

That I’m lazy I play up to my fibro and its all in your head and you can do more than you think you can!

Lazy, everybody hurts. Everyone has arthritis. You need to exercise, you need to walk. Blah blah blah.

My 17-year-old son broke my heart, he said I wasn’t sick I was lazy. Even though he hears me cry in my sleep in pain through two walls. I’m 53 and have to use a walker.

They have told me I was just lazy that I got up and moved around I would feel better or its all in my head if I would find something to keep my mind occupied I would be ok.

“Child protection services took my 5 children. On court records, the judge overruled me and my doctors and expert witness and said that it wasn’t a disease and I was just lazy.

Lazy, a waste of space, nothing wrong with me, so why would I want to leech off the government with wanting to get disability?

My ex husband told me I was a lazy sponging c$&t that I wasn’t contributing financially or around the house enough after much abuse I found out he was cheating and he left.

As you can see, this is very common and hurtful. In fact, people email Fibromyalgia Treating just spew this kind of hate. For example, this person got themselves so worked up they finished in all-caps:

you weak individuals are just looking for a quick fix, a simple cure, there isn’t one, very over it (sic) and care for yourself, lol no medication is going to help ANYONE with fibro you have to actually get off your ass to help yourself. Why not post TRUTH like that? Stop peddling trash. YOU ARE MISLEADING. I UNFOLLOWED YOUR TRASHY BULLSHIT PAGE AND I’LL KEEP REPORTING THOSE POSTS AS MISLEADING. HAVE NICE DAY. (sic)

We did have a nice day, and banned this person, too. But this person’s comment touches on our next type of hateful comment.

2. Fibromyalgia doesn’t exist

A classic that everyone’s heard, and it’s so hard because that maybe we should have made it the number one hateful statement because it’s the basis of all stigma against people with fibromyalgia.

I saw a doctor for a different medical condition. Once he saw Fibromyalgia listed on my medical chart he made a point to tell me “I don’t believe Fibromyalgia is a real thing. The doctors that do these days should have their license reviewed. It simply does not exist. What meds are you taking for it?

It’s an awful disease. I put my brave face on 24/7. No one can see our pain and suffering, so they question if it’s real or we’re just attention seeking. It’s much easier to pretend I’m ok, than it is to explain why I’m not.

3. It’s all in your head

This is closely related to the “doesn’t exist,” but it’s a much more explicit way to gaslight fibro sufferers.

That i’m lazy i play up to my fibro and its all in your head and you can do more than you think you can! And people have said i don’t want to hear it and we all have problems. They should step in my shoes for a day !!

They’ll say things like “you ain’t sick it’s all in your head” or “it doesn’t look like you’re in pain” makes your heart ache with tears that nobody will ever understand you.

They have told me i was just lazy that i got up and moved around i would feel better or its all in my head if i would find something to keep my mind occupied i would be ok.

As you can see, people are cruel and they like to use more than one category of hateful comment.

4. You Don’t Look Sick

Since fibromyalgia is an invisible illness, people who have it often don’t “look” sick, whatever that means. It’s also one of the most frustrating things a fibro warrior can her.

You don’t look sick. Look at you, you’re a runner. No way it’s that bad. Suck it up…. I’ve lost 2 very good paying jobs because of my faked illness.

I went to a concert at a stadium to be told I don’t look disabled and that fibromyalgia is just a figment of my imagination to scam the tax payers, needless to say we left the concert and headed straight home, wrote a letter of complaint but never even received an acknowledgement from them.

This women came to the car and said you can’t park There? On showing her my disability disk she said neither of you look disabled and it was disgusting that we were able to have a car???

5. God is punishing you for your sins

These people take victim-blaming to the next level by making illness a judgment on a person’s moral character. It’s shameful.

My uncle, who is a preacher, told me I was being punished by God for all of the wild things I have done & my family wonders why I don’t believe.

The rudest thing I have been told is GOD is punishing me for my sins. I know a lot of good Christians that died of cancer…I don’t think they were punished either. How dare they say this to me?

6. You’re just trying to get drugs

This is also a sad side-effect of the opioid crisis in the United States. We assume anyone in pain is just trying to get pills.

I’m lazy, good for nothing, will do nothing with my life, I need to do more, im a pill popper (I have a hard time taking meds unless I have too) and my favourite is I’m faking everything!

I’m not sure but to day I was left feeling like a addict over Tylenol. I am 54 years old when do you stop defending yourself. It made me cry.

I work with my mom and I was having an awful pain day. Around lunch time I had finally had it and I couldn’t hold back the tears. I was crying and crying as she spent 10 minutes telling me to suck it up and go back to work. I told her I needed to go home and take my meds to which she said ‘I think you’re just addicted to your meds.’

I was called a drug addict at one point because I was on so many medications. I felt like I might as well have been shooting up with the way people looked at me.”

I’ve had a receptionist look at my file and count my meds telling me I should still have plenty left, would never greet me, and I finally told my Dr after months and he got so upset with her and told me to tell him those things straight away, she has no right to be doing that. He sorted her out and also the pharmacist that would comment on my meds and how much I’m taking, without knowing my many medical issues.

7. You just need to exercise and lose some weight

This is similar to the “You’re lazy” and “it’s all in your head” with the added bonus of weight-shaming. It’s despicable. Here’s what our readers shared:

I have had to deal with uneducated Dr.s who were insensitive however , saying things like, Well, if you would lose some weight and get out and exercise you would be ok and this condition isn’t really a condition!

Just exercise and lose some weight and you’ll feel better. Or you sound happy to have that diagnosis, are you just looking for excuses.

“Well maybe if you lost weight and exercised you’d feel better.. THANKS SIS.. love you too.. maybe if she knew that the majority of the over 20 pills I take daily cause weight gain and bloating.”

Eye rolling while telling me ‘oh I don’t believe in all that crap! If you just exercise and diet you will start feeling better. Lose some weight and you’ll feel better. I would be in pain too if I just laid around all day.’


Lose weight, you are too big, that’s why you are in pain, you carry too much weight on your body.’ ‘You need to move around and exercise.’ I’ve been told this many times.’

Family member told me to just suck it up. You don’t need your Lyrica . You don’t look sick you’re just over weight…… U dont go out enough….. It’s all in your head……

8. You just want attention

People love to break out their arm-chair psychiatry degrees for this one. Munchhausen Syndrome is a real thing, but so is fibromyalgia. People are so rude.

‘Attention seeking’
‘It’s in your head’
‘It can’t be that bad’
‘Stop being lazy’
‘You need to go out and exercise more’
‘I did this with that and that’s worse’
‘Are you sure you’re not putting on?’
‘You’re always sick’

Was in hospital with the worst pain flare up, had so many tests and they all came back normal!….so the dr said to my dad does your daughter like being in hospital??…must of thought the blue curtain around my bed was soundproof.

You just want attention. There’s nothing wrong with you. You’re a hypochondriac. You just need some exercise and to lose weight. These are just some of the things I hear!

9. That’s all you talk about

This is a big one. People are afraid to talk because they’re met with eye-rolls or worse. Here’s a tip: If you don’t want to know how someone is doing, don’t ask.

I can’t talk about how I feel….I always get the same comment…you always say your not feeling well…like it’s something I’m making up.Each day is different and can be a struggle.. It’s hard when people around you don’t understand how your feeling and don’t want to hear it and don’t really care.

10. Oh yeah, that sucks, but it’s not as bad as this

There are some people who can’t just empathize. They have to outdo your pain by telling you how bad they’re hurting.

A friend of a (friend), said, “O I have that too, but that’s nothing compared to ” and that’s where they say their condition is worse than mine.


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“House of Pleasure: A Caddy Rowland Psychological Thriller & Drama (There Was a House Series Book 1)” by Caddy Rowland

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House of Pleasure: A Caddy Rowland Psychological Thriller & Drama (There Was a House Series Book 1)

by Caddy Rowland

Genre: Mystery & Suspense/Psychological Thriller

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There Was a House saga is a gripping story about a very real crime taking place all around us.

Set in the dark, depraved world of sex-trafficking, this epic continuing psychological thriller and drama spans four novel-length books, digging deep to tell the in-depth story of six victims and their hope for revenge and redemption.

Book One: House of Pleasure


    • Fueled by rage and disgust, Phoenix runs away from home. The situation there had become unbearable. In fact, things couldn’t get any worse.
    • But they do. Trusting a boy who she thought was a new friend, she finds herself taken prisoner by a low-class pimp. Then, when she thinks she’s on her way to her first seedy trick, Phoenix winds up locked in a limo with no way out. She wakes up in an illegal brothel in New Orleans.
    • Phoenix vows she will find a way to destroy Antoine, the owner of the brothel. Instead of being Antoine’s prostitute, she’ll become his lover, his confidante, and pretty soon, his manager. And then, when he least suspects it, she’ll bring the entire house down.
    • She better be damn good.
    • There will only be one chance.

Sometimes all you have is hate. Sometimes that’s enough.

Themes, places, etc in this book: abduction,sex trafficking, violence to women, abuse of gays,women’s issues,gay issues, victimization, cost to society

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“Mickey Take: When a debt goes bad…” by Steven Hayward

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Mickey Take: When a debt goes bad…

by Steven Hayward

Genre: Mystery & Suspense/Psychological Thriller

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Michael Field may be an unlikely hero, conflicted and outwitted at every turn, but if you enjoy being teased by the dark threat of an evil force lurking in the shadows, this “gripping, edge of your seat, psychological thriller” will have you swiping the page to discover the identity of the cold-blooded killer. And if you like your heroines strong and manipulative, you’re going to love the girl who comes crashing into his life. She just loves taking the Mickey!

“A really clever thriller!” Pat McDonald, British Crime Author

Losing his City job and beautiful wife is starting to feel like the least of Mickey’s problems. A proposition from his one-time friend, and small-time London gangster Herbert Long, threatens to draw him back into the murky world he’s been desperate to forget. The deal is non-negotiable. It’s pay-back for that little cover-up years ago, from which young Mickey emerged unscathed to climb the corporate ladder. This time, there’ll be no easy way out…

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#BlogTour “Who: A Stalker Series Novel” by Megan Mitcham

Title: Who (A Stalker Series Novel)
Author: Megan Mitcham
Genre:Romance/ Thriller

Release Date: October 2, 2018
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Hosted by: Buoni Amici Press, LLC.

A billionaire in high heels. A relentless stalker. A chance rooftop meeting. Her choices could send everything crashing down.
Billionaire Larkin Ashford is fiercely independent, but even she has to admit her fashion empire was built on the backs of brides. When her company has the opportunity to go public, her board of directors won’t pull the trigger unless she settles down. A series of threatening messages aren’t making her decision any easier. As she retreats to her rooftop hideaway to clear her head, she finds herself imprisoned in the strong arms of a mysterious man who thinks she was about to jump.
Despite her friends’ warnings that her wannabe savior could be her stalker, she can’t get his body off her mind. Determined to find the truth, she searches the city for her mystery man and discovers a dark secret that could bring everything she’s worked for crashing down. With her empire in danger, she’ll have to uncover the truth before her fortune and her life zero out.
Who is the first standalone novel in a pulse-pounding psychological thriller series. If you like headstrong women, steamy chemistry, and twists you won’t see coming, then you’ll love Megan Mitcham’s high-rise romantic thriller.
Buy Who to live the high life with a sleek, sexy billionaire psychological thriller soon!

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“Why were you on the roof the other night?” she tried.
He simply stood and watched her.
“How’d you get up there?”
“You said a lock wouldn’t stop me.”
“Fine. Fine. You won’t come in. You won’t let me dry your clothes. You won’t answer my questions.” Larkin yanked off her coat, glad for the working thermostat. At least he wouldn’t freeze for as long as she could keep him inside. She sidestepped him and hooked her coat on the rack. If she was going to get this out, she couldn’t look at him. The sight of him all big and fucking sexy as hell muddled her brain. Her feet carried her from one side of the foyer to the other.
“That night on the roof … I wasn’t trying to kill myself.”
When he didn’t protest, she looked at him. His gaze followed her, calculating her again and again like a high-functioning computer. Reading and reading and not asking a single question.
“I know it looked that way. I know, now, why you acted the way you did, but it scared me. No one is ever up on the roof. It’s my place to get away from … everything. I hadn’t been up there in a while. Too long. Things were pressing in on me. Work. My …” Why was she blabbing so much to him? He didn’t give a shit. He was probably worried about where his next meal would come from. What did he care about her problems? Which really weren’t problems at all in the grand scheme of the world. People lived not knowing where their next meal was coming from. People lived without proper clothing. Without proper shelter.
Beckett didn’t look homeless. He wasn’t malnourished in any way. His clothes were used but clean and well maintained. The scruff on his face wasn’t more than three days growth.
“Your … boyfriend?”
She stopped pacing and found his gaze. “I don’t have those. They’re … messy.”
Her face crinkled. “Even worse.”
“Finally, someone who understands.”
“So many people don’t.” She nodded and walked, studying the intricacies of the woodwork and the fibers of the entry’s rug.
“They’re needy.”
“And you don’t need much, do you?” She stole a quick glance at him. His head shook.
“So who was it that night?”
Her gaze dropped to the ring on her finger. “My family.”
His fingers came into view. They grazed the thick band and large stone.
“It was my mother’s.” She hated the words as soon as they were out.
“Why are you mad at a dead woman?”
Her gaze flashed to his. He stood over her, eyes warmer than before. She hadn’t said a word about the rage that boiled inside her bones for her mother, but he was smart. Smart enough to add her action that night and her words tonight and ask the one question she wouldn’t answer.
Larkin’s head shook, jarring loose the tear she’d been fighting back.
“Seems we both have our boundaries.” His thumb wiped the tear from her cheek, dragged it down her face, and smoothed it over her lips. They parted for him. He took his time tracing the high arch. The salt from his fingertip bled into her mouth as the pad dragged over her lower lip and pulled it wide. “Unlock the door and tell me to leave.”
“No.” Her tongue slid along the path with his finger. “You ran away from me Saturday. I’m not going to let you do that tonight.”
“It’s what I should do.” His thumb left her lip and joined the rest of his fingers at the side of her neck. He tilted her face up. “Tell me to stop.” His face, scarred and angry, neared hers, open and intent.
Not a sound passed through her lips. She grabbed his jacket, only inches from his hand, and tugged. His hold broke. The cold exterior chilled her fingertips. The weight of it forced her muscles into action but not for long. She dropped the thing on the ground behind her, toward the wall and away from the door. Her gaze never left his. His gave nothing away.
He was too tall for her to lift up onto her tiptoes and press her lips to his, and he didn’t move from his battle-ready posture. She could climb him like a tree, but if this was going to work, he would have to give … just a little.
Toe to toe, she studied him as blatantly as he did her. A healthy pulse swelled the veins of his thick neck. His gaze narrowed and cooled as though begging her to lose interest. Not a chance. Every inch of him intrigued her. Even the ugly scar that hid in the shadow of the foyer. She reached up slowly. His head shifted higher into the stratosphere of her entryway.
“Don’t tell me a big guy like you is scared.”
His jaw worked back and forth. “Cautious.”
“I won’t hurt you. Don’t think I could if I tried, but I won’t.”
His head lowered.
Larkin grabbed his chin. It barely fit in her hand. The short hairs pricked her fingers. She turned his face to the left and held her breath. Webbed and raised skin slightly darker than the rest of his face gleamed with a waxy smooth finish in the lamplight. Its dips and rises spread wide from a point just below his eye to encompass the hinge of his jaw and a two-inch swath of his cheek. It was fully healed but not an old scar. Her fingers slid up the side of his face. She mapped the ridges of scarred and unmarred skin alike.
He moved under her touch, not visibly, but energy hummed under her fingertips. She dragged her touch down over his scar, his neck, and gripped the collar of his shirt with both hands. Cool water seeped from the fabric, running through her fingers.
Hunger flashed in his eyes.
She pulled his face down. Her heart beat against her chest, urging her to take his mouth, but determination made her wait. He had to give. Saliva pooled. Her breasts ached. Oxygen, so skittish before, heaved in and out of her lungs as though she was chasing him down the street again. If he broke down her door and ran away, she’d chase him again. This wasn’t like her. She took what she wanted. Men gave it freely. But this man just looked at her.


Megan Mitcham is a USA Today bestselling author who has penned more than 15 sizzling suspense novels. Her work is said to whisk you across the globe, wedge your heart in your throat, make your hands sweat and your skin tingle. Check out Megan’s special forces heroes in the Base Branch Series. If you like the darker side of suspense, try her Bureau Series or her Stalker Series, coming soon. She is a Mississippi native, living and loving it in the natural state.





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“Curve My Song: Plus Size Romance, Romantic Comedy, Friendship Book (The Curvies 1)” by Sarah Gai

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Curve My Song: Plus Size romance, Romantic comedy, Friendship Book (The Curvies 1)

by Sarah Gai

Genre: Romance/Inspirational/Short Story

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Fall in love with this larger than life trio.

Follow the Curvies as they stumble through life, romance, drama and some plus sized laughs.

Sassy full figured Bree Carson loves her life, her singing and her two curvy best friends, the chubby Skyla and the always feisty Elise. But still she feels something is missing. Taylor Cole returns to his home town after leaving a decade ago. When Bree and Taylor are thrust together, old sparks from the past reignite. But can Taylor break through the walls securely built around Bree’s heart? Will Bree let him?

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“Mr. Stripes Helps Me to Sleep” by Jessica Flow


Mr. Stripes helps me to sleep: Help kids not be afraid to sleep in the dark. (Children’s Picture Book, Ages 2-7, Bedtimes Story, Children’s Cat Books, Kids Books, Toddler Beginner Readers Books)

by Jessica Flow

Genre: Children/Early Learning/Action Adventure/Beginning Reader

FREE at time of posting! Kindle Unlimited!

Does your child do not want to go to bed? Is your child afraid to sleep in the dark room by herself? This book is for you!
– Full-color professional illustrations
– Overcoming the fear of darkness in children
– Preparing children for sleep
– Funny story before bedtime
– Simple rhymed text for children`s over 2 years of age.
This book talks about a little boy named Johnny. He was scared to sleep one at night, because he was afraid of an imaginary monster and darkness. This continued for a while until Mr. Stripes, cat Johnny, came up with the idea of preparing Johnny to sleep and sleeping with him at night. After some time, Johnny was able to sleep alone at night with no fear.
We hope you enjoy reading this book!

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“My Weirdest School #2: Ms. Cuddy Is Nutty!” by Dan Gutman

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My Weirdest School #2: Ms. Cuddy Is Nutty!

by Dan Gutman, Jim Paillot (Illustrator)

Genre: Children/Growing Up/Humorous/School/Chapter Books

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With more than 12 million books sold, the My Weird School series really gets kids reading!

In the second book in the laugh-out-loud My Weirdest School series, the students of Ella Mentry School are about to get a wonderful gift—a million dollars! A.J. and the gang vote to create an in-school, state-of-the-art TV station so the morning announcements can be broadcast to all the classes. There’s even enough money to hire Ms. Cuddy, a new digital media arts teacher who knows a thing or two about broadcasting. But soon Ms. Cuddy decides the ratings on the announcements are too low, and the show needs to “get more eyeballs.” How long will the camera keep rolling?

Perfect for reluctant readers and word lovers alike, Dan Gutman’s hugely popular My Weird School series has something for everyone. Don’t miss the hilarious adventures of A.J. and the gang!

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Song Lyric Sunday | “You’ll Never Find” by Lou Rawls


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Song Lyric Sunday was created by Helen Vahdati from This Thing Called Life One Word at a Time. For complete rules or to join in the fun, click here.

The theme for Song Lyric Sunday this week is “find/found.”



You’ll Never Find Another Love Like Mine was written by the legendary songwriting team of Kenny Gamble and Leon Huff. They were the powerhouse producers behind most of what we today call the Philadelphia Sound, and they wrote this song specifically for Rawls. The track helped lure Rawls to Gamble & Huff’s Philadelphia International label, as he was impressed that they took the time to understand his voice and write something to suit it.
This is not so much a love song as a warning to the girl that if she lets this guy go, she’ll end up spending the rest of her life looking for someone just like him. The relationship is at a turning point, and the man won’t beg her to stay, but makes it very clear what will happen if she doesn’t: “You’re gonna miss my lovin’.” At the time, Kenny Gamble was going through a divorce from the singer Dee Dee Sharp.
This roller skating rink favorite was also a breakout hit for Lou Rawls; though he’d been releasing singles and charting in the top-40 for a full decade, this was his first visit to the top-10 and his first multi-chart #1.

This hit came late in Rawls’ music career, but he was a blinding flash of action nonetheless. He had a substantial acting career, playing bit parts on various TV series throughout the ’70s, ’80s, and ’90s. This included Sesame Street, The Big Valley, Baywatch, The Muppet Show, and Martin, as well as voice acting in cartoons including Hey Arnold! and Garfield. Oh, also don’t forget the charity work with the “Lou Rawls Parade of Stars Telethon” to benefit the United Negro College Fund. Now on top of this, he had a music career in which he released 55 albums between 1962 and 2003. Did the man ever sleep?



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You’ll Never Find (Another Love Like Mine)

You’ll never find, as long as you live
Someone who loves you tender like I do
You’ll never find, no matter where you search
Someone who cares about you the way I do

Whoa, I’m not braggin’ on myself, baby
But I’m the one who loves you
And there’s no one else! No-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh one else

You’ll never find, it’ll take the end of all time
Someone to understand you like I do
You’ll never find the rhythm, the rhyme
All the magic we shared, just us two

Whoa, I’m not tryin’ to make you stay, baby
But I know some how, some day, some way
You are (you’re gonna miss my lovin’)
You’re gonna miss my lovin’ (you’re gonna miss my lovin’)
You’re gonna miss my lovin’ (you’re gonna miss my lovin’)
You’re gonna miss, you’re gonna miss my lo-o-ove

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh (you’re gonna miss my lovin’)
Late in the midnight hour, baby (you’re gonna miss my lovin’)
When it’s cold outside (you’re gonna miss my lovin’)
You’re gonna miss, you’re gonna miss my lo-o-ove

You’ll never find another love like mine
Someone who needs you like I do
You’ll never see what you’ve found in me
You’ll keep searching and searching your whole life through

Whoa, I don’t wish you no bad luck, baby
But there’s no ifs and buts or maybes

(You’re gonna) You’re gonna miss (miss my lovin’)
You’re gonna miss my lovin’ (you’re gonna miss my lovin’)
I know you’re gonna my lovin’ (you’re gonna miss my lovin’)
You’re gonna miss, you’re gonna miss my lo-o-ove

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh (you’re gonna miss my lovin’)
Late in the midnight hour, baby (you’re gonna miss my lovin’)
When it gets real cold outside (you’re gonna miss my lovin’)
I know, I know that you are gonna miss my lo-o-ove

Let me tell you that you’re gonna miss my lovin’
Yes you will, baby (you’re gonna miss my lovin’)
When I’m long gone
I know, I know, I know that you are gonna miss

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