Rix Roundree-Harrison
THE BOOKS
Nikolas Thime: The End Of My World
Nikolas Thime: The End Of My World, is many genres including mystery, thriller, suspense, LGBT, science fiction, action-adventure and courtroom drama. But at its core it is a simple murder mystery. It’s the story of the murder of the Native American presidential candidate Henry “Hank” Ironhorse and Linda Wetzel, cosmetics company owner and President of the Daughters of the American Revolution, who is accused of his murder. Linda Wetzel’s arrest leads her to Nikolas Thime, the best criminal defense attorney in Washington DC. Proving his client Linda Wetzel innocent of the Hank Ironhorse murder becomes a very difficult task for Nick as his client harbors dark secrets. Nick must navigate his client’s sea of secrets to expose the true killer of Hank Ironhorse, for if he doesn’t, not only will Linda Wetzel’s world come to an end, but quite possibly his own, as Nick’s past present and future could be obliterated from the timeline.
Nikolas Thime: The End Of My World: An engaging, exciting, suspenseful, humorous, intricate, character driven, stylish adventure
The Older You Get, The Dumber You Get: Stories for my Daughters
ISBN-978-1-61296-227-6
Many see their employer simply as a paycheck. But an employer can be more than that. For many an employer is an oasis, an escape for their chaotic life outside of work. For some their employer has been the place where they learned professionalism, social graces, and manners. Some employers have turned many immature boys and girls into valuable professional men and women. To some their employers have been like a Svengali, nurturing, teaching them and training them, preparing them ready for a greater destiny. Sometimes these things just happen by accident, just by virtue of being an employee at the right employer. But other times employers can see an asset and set out to mold that asset and make it beneficial not just for them, but for the employee as well. For me it’s the latter. The Daughters of the American Revolution took notice of me and changed me. The DAR who past has the smear of racism took this then troubled, afraid, confused African American male and turned him into something new, better and different. Through the eyes of the DAR I saw myself in a new light, a brighter light. A light that shined on a path for me that showed me that there was nothing I could not achieve.