Phoenix Fire publishing is Dark Storm. Always was.
Translated: “I got caught lying and trying to put one over on my authors and everybody else because my name is so trashed in the publishing world due to my illegal activities, so I tried to blame the people who expose the truth about me by calling them cyber bullies, changed the name of the company, just like I always do when the heat gets too high, and make up a fake name to run it with. I couldn’t hide the lie anymore so I’m still trying to blame somebody else for MY lie, make myself a victim and pull the same tired old cliche out of my ass about rising from the ashes, standing tall and making my authors’ dreams come true.”
And here, Tabetha tries to say that she “took back” the company. Still trying to lie and say that she sold it.
But look carefully, girls and boys. As usual, she gives herself away.
“I was Destiny.” She said it herself. So, if she was Destiny, she sold the company and all of her contracts to…. HERSELF.
She made up a fake name, a fake profile on FB and pretended to be this fake person, LYING to her authors the whole time, just like she’s lying now. The company never left her hands, and she just proved it.
Once again, EVERY WORD I SAID WAS TRUE. Dark Stork Publications is Phoenix Fire Publishing, just like it was Mystic Press before that. Every step of the way, its owner, Tabetha Jones, lied right in the faces of all of her authors, the public, and the world. Not to mention the IRS.
Tabetha Jones is a liar, a fake and a fraud. She talks about her authors as “family” and making their dreams come true. Well what about the authors from Mystic Press? What about their dreams? They STILL haven’t gotten paid, and neither have most of the authors from Phoenix Fire. What about the people that to this DAY, she throws under the bus, tramples and abuses? They were her authors once, her family. They were promised their dreams, too. But look how she treats them, now that they dared ask the hard questions about their pay, their contracts, and why things don’t add up. Now they’re the enemy, the victims of her vengeful hate.
Make no mistake, authors. She’ll treat you the same way. I’d say you could take that to the bank, but I doubt you’d have anything left to deposit once she gets done with you.