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Vanishing Into the 100% Dark (Bean to Bar Mysteries)

Cozy Mystery

8th in Series

Setting

Japan

Publisher ‏

‎ Golden Tip Press (March 4, 2025)

Print length ‏

‎ 324 pages

Digital ASIN ‏

0DT2DW97B

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Bean to chocolate maker Felicity Koerber has been invited to be part of a chocolate festival in Tokyo. It’s a big deal for a Texas gal with a chocolate shop on Galveston’s historic Strand, so a whole group of her friends come along to support her. It’s intimidating enough to be giving a class on chocolate making with the help of a translator – she also stumbles across the scene of a murder, where a quirky group of international actors and stunt performers are making a monster movie. Felicity has already solved half a dozen murders back in Texas, so at this point her friends basically expect her to get involved – even before the young media influencer in Felicity’s group becomes the main suspect. Felicity has taken on the role of chaperone for Chloe, so she can’t imagine how she could explain what went wrong to the girl’s mother. Which gives her even more motivation to figure out the real killer.

In the meantime, things get complicated at the chocolate festival when a rival chocolate maker tries to get her disqualified from the awards competition – and claims that her amateur sleuth status is bringing undesirables into the festival. And things are even more complicated as the stress of being in an unfamiliar place brings out secrets about Felicity’s friends – and her fiancé.


In Vanishing into the 100% Dark, my protagonist Felicity meets a YouTuber with a baking channel.  Felicity is a bean to bar chocolate maker with a shop in Galveston, Texas.  In this book, she has been invited to a chocolate festival in Tokyo.  She’s left Carmen, her shop’s pastry chef, in charge back home.

Carmen has written The Greetings and Felicitations Cookbook.  Annabelle the Baker has heard about the book because Felicity is also famous as a real-life amateur sleuth.  True crime fans sometimes descend on the shop, and there has even been a viral Death by Chocolate Challenge, where people eat an entire bar of Felicity’s 100% dark chocolate. 

Felicity arranges for Carmen and Annabelle to do a video together for cross-marketing.  One of the recipes they make is white chocolate matcha tres leches cake.

Here's my take on it.

Cake:

1 c. all-purpose flour
1 ½ tsp. baking powder
2 Tbsp. ceremonial grade matcha
¼ tsp. salt
5 large eggs, separated
1 c. granulated sugar
1/3 c. whole milk
1 tsp. vanilla extract
1 c. white chocolate chips

Milk Mixture:

12 oz. can evaporated milk
14 oz. can sweetened condensed milk
1/4 c. whole milk

Whipped Topping:

1 pint heavy whipping cream
3 Tbsp. powdered sugar
½ tsp. vanilla extract

Preheat oven to 350°F.

In a medium bowl combine the flour, the baking powder, the matcha and the salt. 

Place the egg yolks in the bowl of a stand mixer.  Beat on high until yolks turn pale yellow. Add the ⅓ cup milk and the vanilla.  Mix on medium until well combined. Pour the egg yolk mixture over the dry ingredients and stir gently just until combined.

Clean and completely dry the stand mixer bowl.  Change to the whisk attachment.  Place the egg whites in the bowl of the stand mixer.  Beat on high speed until the egg whites fluff and form stiff peaks.  Gently fold the egg whites into the batter, just until combined.

Pour the batter evenly into an un-greased 11”x17” pan.  Bake for 25 to 35 minutes, or until a toothpick inserted in the center of the cake comes out clean.  Remove from the oven and set on a cooling rack.

Allow cake to cool completely.  Meanwhile, combine the evaporated milk, the sweetened condensed milk, and the whole milk in a small bowl. 

Once the cake has cooled completely, use a fork to poke holes all over the surface of the cake. Slowly pour the milk mixture over the cake, making sure to soak the edges. 

Refrigerate the cake for at least 1 hour.

In the meantime, whip the heavy cream, sugar, matcha and vanilla until stiff peaks form. 

Remove the cake from the refrigerator.  Pour the whipped cream over the top of the cake. Smooth into an even layer.  Serve cold and refrigerate any leftovers.

About Amber Royer

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Amber Royer writes the Chocoverse comic telenovela-style foodie-inspired space opera series, and the Bean to Bar Mysteries. She also teaches creative writing and is an author coach. Her workbook/textbook Story Like a Journalist and her Thoughtful Journal series allow her to connect with writers.

 Amber and her husband live in the DFW Area, where you can often find them at local coffee shops or taking landscape/architecture/wildlife photographs.  They both love to travel, and Amber records her adventures on Instagram – along with pics of her pair of tuxedo cats.

 If you are very nice to Amber, she might make you cupcakes.

Chocolate cupcakes, of course! Amber blogs about creative writing technique and all things chocolate at www.amberroyer.com.

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In Vanishing into the 100% Dark,my protagonist Felicity meets a YouTuber with a baking

channel.  Felicity is a bean to bar chocolate maker with a

shop in Galveston, Texas. 

In this book, she has been invited to a chocolate festival

in Tokyo. 

She’s left Carmen, her shop’s pastry chef, in charge back home. 

Carmen has written The Greetings and Felicitations

Cookbook.  Annabelle the Baker has heard about the book

because Felici is also famous as a real-life amateur sleuth. 

True crime fan sometimes descend on the shop, and there has

even been a viral Death by Chocolate Challenge, where people

eat an entire bar of Felicity’s 100% dark chocolate.  Felicity

arrangesfor Carmen and Annabelle to do a video together for cross-

marketing. 

One of the recipes they make is white chocolate matcha tres leches cake.


Here's my take on it.

Cake:

1 c. all-purpose flour
1 ½ tsp. baking powder
2 Tbsp. ceremonial grade matcha
¼ tsp. salt
5 large eggs, separated
1 c. granulated sugar
1/3 c. whole milk
1 tsp. vanilla extract
1 c. white chocolate chips

Milk Mixture:

12 oz. can evaporated milk
14 oz. can sweetened condensed milk
1/4 c. whole milk

Whipped Topping:

1 pint heavy whipping cream
3 Tbsp. powdered sugar
½ tsp. vanilla extract

Preheat oven to 350°F.

In a medium bowl combine the flour, the baking powder,

the matcha and the salt. 

Place the egg yolks in the bowl of a stand mixer. 

Beat on high until yolks turn pale yellow.

Add the ⅓ cup milk and the vanilla. 

Mix on medium until well combined.

Pour the egg yolk mixture over the dry ingredients

and stir gently just until combined.

Clean and completely dry the stand mixer bowl. 

Change to the whisk attachment. 

Place the egg whites in the bowl of the stand mixer. 

Beat on high speed until the egg whites fluff and form

stiff peaks.  Gently fold the

egg whites into the batter, just until combined.

Pour the batter evenly into an un-greased 11”x17” pan.

  Bake for 25 to 35 minutes, or until a toothpick inserted

in the center of the cake comes out clean.  Remove from

the oven and set on a cooling rack.

Allow cake to cool completely.  Meanwhile, combine the

evaporated milk, the sweetened condensed milk, and

the whole milk in a small bowl. 

Once the cake has cooled completely, use a fork to poke

holes all over the surface of the cake. Slowly pour the

milk mixture over the cake, making sure to soak the edges. 

Refrigerate the cake for at least 1 hour.

In the meantime, whip the heavy cream, sugar,

matcha and vanilla until stiff peaks form. 

Remove the cake from the refrigerator. 

Pour the whipped cream over the top of the cake.

Smooth into an even layer.  Serve cold and

refrigerate any leftovers.

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Book Title

The Absolution of Mars


Series

n/a


Author

T.F. Troy


Publication Date

January 21st, 2025


Publisher

Historium Press


Pages

302


Genre

Historical Fiction, American Civil War Spy Novel



Politics, Friendship, or Greed? Which of these was the true author of the Confederate conspiracy to decapitate the Union? 


The Absolution of Mars by T.F. Troy is a masterful blend of historical fiction, human drama and moral exploration. Set against the backdrop of a racially fraught period in American history, the story does not back away from the harsh realities or racial biases of the day. 


The narrative introduces Jemm Pender, a former slave with a superior intellect, who rises to become a key agent in the National Detective Police Force. Jemm is tasked to trace the movements of J. W. Boyd, a Confederate spy working out of Canada.


From its intriguing opening scene, where playful dialogue among children hints at deeper mysteries, the story captivates with a blend of vivid detail and emotional depth. Jemm's quest intertwines with his wife Marnie and Aunt Cordelia, both blessed with remarkable capabilities that are being lost to the scientific thought of the day.


Troy tackles difficult topics with honesty and precision, creating moments that are as painful as they are profound. The prose is rich and evocative, with dialogue that breathes life into the characters and their struggles. The Absolution of Mars is a poignant, thought-provoking exploration of history, identity, and humanity, recommended for readers seeking depth and nuance.



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Before the men could even grab Boyd, the sergeant is on him, searching his pockets, pulling out a billfold with more than $1,000 dollars in it, a red journal, and three newspaper clippings. 


The other two soldiers grab Boyd by the armpits, his legs dangling and dragging behind him, unconcerned about favoring the leg in the splint. 


Boyd sees red, then white. As they lift him up, he comes to and feels his neck bend awkwardly to one side. Nothing is working.

 

Boyd sees red then white. As the soldiers pull him up the steps to Garrett’s porch, he comes back once again. He tries to spit up the blood and phlegm gurgling in his throat, but is unsuccessful. He starts to choke. 


Boyd sees red then white. He coughs up blood and wakes. His breath gurgles, as he continues to spit blood and phlegm from his mouth. The lieutenant stands over him. 


“The wound looks fatal,” he says to Boyd. “Do you wish to make a last statement.” 


Boyd looks at him, realizing his situation, and tries to nod head but is not successful. 


“Smith, Smith is, paid...paid companion,” Boyd says, as blood flowed from the corners of his mouth. His eyes roll back in his head. “Not a part of this.” 

Boyd sees red, then white.


One of the two soldiers who had carried him, speaks up. “Corbett grabbed some personal belongings,” he says.


“True,” says the sergeant. “Lookey here, what we got. More than $1,000 in U.S bills, plus some clippings here.” 


“Garrett, I need some brandy, a sponge,” the lieutenant says. “I want a final confession.” 


Richard Garrett dutifully steps inside the house, his frightened family and manservant still on the porch as the first pink and grey slivers of dawn can be seen on the horizon. 


Boyd sees red, then white. 


“Anything else?” the lieutenant asks the sergeant as Garrett steps inside, but the sergeant ignores him.

 

“I said anything else, sergeant!” the lieutenant shouts louder, bringing Boyd back to consciousness. 


“Journal. My journal,” Boyd says, passing out again. He comes to as Garrett applied the brandy to his lips. “Journal explains,” he says, as his eyes rolled back in his head. “Bell, Bell.” 


“Ask Not for Whom the Bell tolls,” the lieutenant says, quoting John Donne’s immortal poem and hoping to give a man he saw as an actor a great last line.

 

“He musta dropped that journal in the barn,” the sergeant says.

 

Boyd tries to shake his head and coughs. Blood begins flowing freely from the corners of both lips.

 

Boyd sees red, then white. 


His brother comes down the steps of his home in Maryland and smiles at him. His mother comes out from the kitchen, a concerned look on her face. “Why?” she asks, as Boyd is jolted back to consciousness. 


Boyd sees red, then white. A sharp pain comes from the base of his neck, as he opens his eyes and sees the lieutenant. 


“Tell my mother I died for my country,” Boyd says. “Raise my hands. Please raise my hands, that I may see them one last time” he pleads. 


The soldier that helped carry him to the porch raises his hands up to Boyd’s gaze, and Boyd shakes his head slightly. 


“Other, other side,” he gasps.

 

The soldier turns Boyd’s palms toward him, and the man known to the Garrett family as Captain Boyd whispers his last words on earth. Words that would be later used to confirm his identity. 



A student of the American Civil War, T.F. Troy has an award-winning journalism career spanning more than 40 years.


He currently serves as Executive Editor of Cleveland Magazine’s Community Leader as well as the Editor of Ohio Business Magazine.


He also writes features for Northern Kentucky Magazine and Dayton Magazine, among other regional publications. His work with those publications has won him numerous awards, taking first, second and third place in Ohio for Magazine Feature Writing.


Troy’s work has appeared in major metropolitan daily newspapers including the Cleveland Plain Dealer and Pittsburgh Post-Gazette. 


In addition to the previously mentioned publications, Troy also held positions as a Senior Editor for both ABC/Capital Cities and ICD Publications in New York.


His work has appeared in numerous national consumer and trade periodicals throughout his career. In his first book Cleveland Classics: Great Tales from the North Coast, Troy interviewed local and national Cleveland celebrities such as: Jim Brown, Bob Feller, Patricia Heaton and Arsenio Hall among others. The Absolution of Mars, set just after the Civil War, is his first novel, but third book. 


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Clairvoyants Book 1

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In this world, there are four strains of clairvoyants: Kinetics who can move objects with their minds, Prophets who have involuntary visions of the future, Readers who can delve into the innermost thoughts of others in an instant, and Aural who can transfer their consciousness to control the bodies of others.

At just 17 years old, Rion Grean is a Kinetic with no knowledge that he is not alone in his abilities. His protective mother had kept them constantly moving, even going as far as refusing to tell Rion about his father, whom he never met. 

However, when an accident separates them, Rion finds himself being pursued by a covert militaristic force that sees his kind as dangerous anomalies in society. Suddenly thrust into a world filled with different factions of Clairvoyants, Rion must navigate through alliances and betrayals to determine who he can trust.

Despite his natural talents and intelligence, Rion has always struggled to make friends and find purpose in life due to his sheltered upbringing. But as he faces challenges outside of his comfort zone, he learns the true meaning of friendship and family. 

This is not a typical story of good versus evil; it is a deeply personal journey of self-discovery and the struggle to coexist in a society that fears what it cannot understand. 

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“What’s the problem, Officer?”

Her voice sounds polite as can be. But still, the officer stops and leans over the hood of the car with a vacant grimace. Slowly, he scans the inside of our vehicle like he’s searching for something specific.

“Someone called in a stolen SUV,” he grumbles.

My heart freezes. I can feel the nervous perspiration building along my brow. I’ve never been in a car that’s been pulled over, but I’m pretty sure they’re supposed to ask for license and registration first. 

“There must be some mistake.”

This time, there’s an unsubtle belligerence to Mom’s tone. It’s the same familiar, faulty twinge her voice has when she’s asking me a rhetorical question after I’ve pissed her off.

“Out of the vehicle. Both of you.”

My eyes grow wider when I notice his hand hovering over the taser along his belt. Mom turns to me and our gazes lock. My chest continues to thump until she gives me a fervent nod and gentle smile.

“It’s okay,” she whispers before opening her door. 

The look in her youthful brown eyes is one I’ve never seen before, and I can’t quite pinpoint its nature. Is she worried? Angry? Perhaps both?

“Hands on the vehicle,” the state trooper barks, barely a second after I’ve stepped into the cool air. 

I glare into his tinted frames with a fearsome snarl, but do as he says.

“Are you carrying any firearms?”

“No,” Mom groans.

As soon as she has her palms placed against our vehicle’s crimson shell, the officer begins rigidly patting her down from her shoulders to her ankles. I can feel my blood boiling every time his hands slap against her.

“You’re under arrest,” he says, as if Mom has done something to provoke his anger. 

My eyes nearly jolt from the sockets when he pulls out his handcuffs and yanks Mom’s wrists behind her back.

“What for?” I scoff as I release my hands from the car and rush for the other side of the SUV.

“Stop where you are, right now!” the officer shouts.

My footsteps cease. My intense glare hasn’t diminished, and my fists are still clenched. I’m mere feet from Mom and the officer. He has one hand clamped around my mother’s wrists, and the other clasping the handle of the gun inside its holster.

“Get on the ground and put your hands on your head!”

I don’t budge.

“I said, on the ground, now!”

He yanks the gun from his belt and points it toward my chest. My heart is thumping, and my teeth grind between my tightened lips. I’m certain I could mentally rip the weapon from his grasp, but I don’t want to risk Mom’s safety. As I slowly un-ball my fists and begin to raise my hands , my gaze finally drifts to Mom. There’s a strange look of stern desperation on her face, but I can sense a sureness beaming from her stare and into mine.

The sun bares down. There is still a chilling breeze in the air, but I feel like I’m in a sauna. I finally begin to lower my knees to the ground, but I keep my focus on Mom. Her eyes grow more fearsome as the state trooper steps forward, his gun still drawn. My head is fluttering with questions that I don’t have time to ask. My heartbeat races more rapidly, and the sweat on my forehead seems to flood my face like I’ve been doused with a bucket of water.

Then…it happens. Mom makes one quick nod. It’s the last gesture necessary to cease my frantic mind. The look in her eyes is as unrelenting as any look I’ve ever seen from anyone. She plants an elbow into the officer’s nose. Once he clutches his face, she dives for the ground.

It’s as if my heartbeat has ceased, and everything is moving in slow motion. My face molds into an intense grimace as I focus on the officer’s frame like the rest of the world is a black void. He releases his hand from his bloodied nose and points his gun forward. A new sensation surges through my body. It is a feeling I’ve never had before when attempting to use my abilities. Fear, nervousness, desperation, even anger—they are all there. I can feel adrenaline coursing through my veins, and my insides flaring like my chest is an overheated tea kettle.

Without hesitation, I fling my arms forward with fingers splayed. Invisible energy seems to shoot from my mind, and through my outstretched limbs, with the ease of a blink. The officer zings into the air like he’s a baseball being smacked by the bat of an All-Star slugger. His body curls like a stuffed animal as he flies backward and slams against the windshield of his police car.


Brady Moore was born and raised in Charlotte, North Carolina. He began writing stories and drawing his own comic books at the age of ten and never looked back. 

After graduating high school, he attended the University of North Carolina at Greensboro. In December of 2010, he graduated with a Bachelor's degree in Media Studies. Heavily influenced by film and television, his writing includes elements from multiple genres and multimedia styles.

He currently resides in Charlotte, NC where he enjoys writing everything from poetry to movie scripts. His ultimate goal is to see one of his works adapted for the screen.

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