Preview Ramsey Tesano VI Here…


Hi Guys, 

I’m sure that’s not the release date you wanted, but it’s got to be that way. There’s a lot going on in this last title- if you’re up to date on your reading then you know that’s the truth! The January release date will give me time to ensure all t’s are crossed and all i’s are dotted. I thank you all so much for your understanding and patience as I work to make this book the best it can be. If you’d like a little taste of what’s in store, I invite you to check out one of the book’s opening scene and, as always, stay tuned…



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Blood wasn’t the blaring red color that it was portrayed to be in the movies and TV shows. It was the dominant color, yes, but there were also undertones that; if one looked closely enough, portrayed many other hues. At least that was the way she saw it. The red mixed with darker tinges of blue, perhaps black, and gave it a rich almost wine-like intensity.

This substance, a seemingly ordinary one was what built empires, forged alliances, and amassed wealth…if shared to create life or…spilled to hasten death.

Evangela Leer transitioned from where her thoughts had taken her. The bitch was moaning now- good. There was more she needed to endure before it was all done. Had to make this look authentic after all… She smiled, the dingy tarp was betraying signs of its grotesque use. Traces of the reddish, bluish, blackish blood spotted the sack she’d brought along for her brutal mission. She’d never once thought she’d be unable to do it. Never once thought she’d lose her nerve. No…a part of her had almost ached, clamored to satisfy the clawing curiosity to know not only the color of blood- blood spilled by her hand, but to feel the power she was sure to embrace as a life force ebbed and the knowledge that she would be the last image captured in eyes that had witnessed a lifetime.

This spilling of blood wasn’t about building an empire or amassing wealth, though she supposed that would come in time. To do that, she’d need an army of sorts- a group of likeminded individuals to have her back. This spilling of blood was necessary to forge an alliance- one she knew would be her strongest asset. She kicked the tarp again- smiling at the agony in the injured woman’s voice. This one had to go- they were too close. She’d influence her, eventually turn her into an enemy. Same as Tammy would’ve done had she not given her up to be raised by another. Otherwise it might be mommy dearest laying beaten and bloodied inside the tarp.

She stooped then, sitting back on the heels of her scuffed saddle shoes and considering the tarp before whipping it back to reveal the blood and tear sheened face she’d pummeled. “No offence Miss Odie. You’re just too much of a challenge- you should feel flattered. If you were as stupid as your perverted husband, I might’ve let you live.”

Odessa Raymond scanned Eva’s face in panic. She could feel her one good eye swelling rapidly and knew it would soon be puffed shut like its twin. She couldn’t cry out. Her tongue felt swollen in her mouth- her jaw felt strange as well, like it wasn’t quite connected with the rest of her face. Eva was talking again. Eva, a girl she’d known almost from the child’s infancy. She was a little thing-one would never think she had so much strength. But it wasn’t strength that had fueled the majority of the attack Odessa had suffered for the last two hours. It was rage. A rage fueled, not by strength, but of madness. A frighteningly intelligent madness.

She would die there, Odessa knew. Die there in that filthy alley behind that filthy place. The least-the very least the little witch could do was tell her why.

Mustering just a sliver of cooperation from her ravaged face, Odessa labored to fix her mouth to form the single word. ‘Why?’ It was a distorted attempt at speaking, but enough for her terrorizer to decipher.

Eva looked directly into the face of her victim. “You give her hope. She’s no use to me with hope. She’s gonna be a beautiful monster, Miss Odie. It’s in our blood, you see? After all, we’re Ramseys.


Al 😉


10 Comments Add yours

  1. Darlene Mitchelll says:

    I so love this Altonya Washington!!! Can’t wait to read! January 12th is a special date for me….I gave birth to my first born on that day, and as I was in labor 26 years ago on that date, so will I be in labor waiting on this book to hit the streets!!! Love, Love, Love those Ramsey/Tesano’s! ❤️💯😘

    1. altonyasblog says:

      That’s so incredible!! Wow, I hope the book will be worth the wait!

  2. Shantal says:

    Hi AL,

    I like the cover, but I’m pouting over the wait. Yes, I know it will be worth it but I need more Tesano/Ramsey madness. I’m all caught up and waiting impatiently (as usual). And just when I think Evangela can’t get any crazier!

    Happy writing!

  3. Celeste says:

    I lI’ve the Ramsey/Tesano series but for the life of me I don’t remember Odessa Raymond. What book was she in

    1. altonyasblog says:

      She’s new…more to come 🙂

  4. Deborah F. says:

    Can’t wait!

  5. Tasha Grant Smith says:

    Wow! I can’t wait…so excite!!

    1. Tasha Grant Smith says:


  6. Steph Ray says:

    Sooooo happy. I’ve been searching for this release every month.

  7. Steph Ray says:

    Soooo excited. I’ve been searching monthly for this book to be released.

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