It’s Do or Die in This Snippet of Gravitum Book 1
Gravitum Book 1: Heaven Will Fall
To survive you have to be the best, Anselm was determined to be the best, whatever the cost.
Heaven Will Fall snippet –
“Get up, maggot!”
His eyes snapped open. Ribs hurt and fingers tingled in the icy cold of the dark room. Nothing made sense until he heard the crackle and whine of the stun baton being held over his head.
He was on his feet in an instant, barely missing the baton strike to his arms. His whole body ached and screamed in protest, but he pushed himself forward. He’d learned the bastards weren’t really as sadistic as they’d seemed at first. They wouldn’t hold back with their strikes, but they were fair in dealing them out.
They were being prepared for the outside world. A tough, unforgiving place. Anything less in their training would be a lie that could get them killed.
The words rang through his skull as two more kids tripped over the obstacle course. Trevor and Carina. He knew them from the sounds they made when the trainers descended on them, batons at the ready.
Anselm had bet that they would flunk out in three months or less, and he felt more and more confident that his credits were safe. Carina managed to push to her feet, but Trevor remained on the ground, panting and trying to drag himself across the sand.
It wouldn’t do him any good. Anselm pushed harder, ignoring the crackle and whine of the stun batons. He jumped clear of the first three rungs of the ladder and scrambled up the knots on the rope. His cold, sweaty fingers almost lost their grip when he came across the other side, but he hung on. The last time he’d missed the vault, he’d landed in the infirmary for two weeks with a broken collarbone. Catching up after two weeks had been close to impossible, but he was back at the top of his class.
He skidded to a halt in front of a small plastic table and collected the weapon waiting for him. There were seven others for eight more students. The last one to the table would receive an automatic fail. He hadn’t been hit with one of those since he learned the hard way that he would go without his lunch.
The bots on the other side of the table stared at him listlessly while Anselm slotted the mag into place and chambered a round. They’d been designed to look as close to humans as possible, but they still haunted his nightmares.
Not only because they hit him with a stun gun if he picked the wrong bot to shoot or if he took too long. There was something unsettling about those pale, unseeing, unfeeling faces that watched him, judged him, and marked him as unworthy.
There were no tricks for dealing with them. No one way to do it. He could hear the drill instructors starting to catch up while the rest of his class worked their way through the obstacle course. He took his time picking his target out, though his gut told him the one he wanted was the middle one to the left, a little farther back than the rest of them. He’d learned to listen to those instincts over his first few years in the Academy.
He couldn’t show the rest of the kids which one was the bad bot, but he could wait for them to watch. He had thirty seconds from the moment he slotted his magazine in before he was tagged with the stun gun, and he patiently counted those seconds out. At five seconds, the rest of his class was catching up. He raised his weapon.
They were close enough. He couldn’t help the one who came last. Trevor, probably. Still, they didn’t have the same instincts he did. He could help them pick the right bot, even if it covered the damage up the moment he opened fire.
The pistol kicked in his hand and flashed green to tell him he’d chosen correctly. He put the weapon back down and started on the second half of the course. Six of the others already knew to watch and follow his lead. Carina missed, and she screamed and dropped to the ground, spasming.
Not much he could do about that. Not if someone didn’t want his help.
***
“What do you think you’re doing?”
“Field-stripping and cleaning my weapon, Drill Instructor!” Anselm answered in as loud a voice as he could muster. It wasn’t much more than a squeak since his throat and sinuses were acting up with the cold. He couldn’t afford to lose any more time in the nurse’s office, though.
“You think I’m stupid, Candidate Horst?”
“No, Drill Instructor!”
“You calling me a liar?”
“No, Drill Instructor!”
The DI slammed his fist on the table. Anselm didn’t flinch. That would earn him a baton to the ribs as quickly as presenting a dirty weapon. He continued oiling the round replacement mechanism.
“You think you can help your classmates beat the obstacle course? Are you going to be there when they’re adjudicators, too? Telling them when and where to find murderers?”
He knew better than to look up from his work.
“You know your target. Shoot fast. If the others can’t cut it, don’t make it easy for them.”
“We’re a team, Drill Instructor!” Anselm slapped the replacement mechanism into his pistol and presented the older man with his weapon. “I don’t win until we all win!”
“This isn’t a game, Horst!” The instructor inspected his weapon closely, his visor scanning every nook and cranny. “The adjudicators who graduate this program are the ones who’ll be out there watching your back when shit hits the fan. You think the ones you need to babysit are going to be any good at it? If they can’t do it on their own, they don’t deserve to wear our colors, maggot! Do it again!”
He slammed the weapon down, and Anselm smoothly took it apart. He wasn’t supposed to help his teammates? How the hell did that work?
***
Anselm snapped out of bed and went through his morning routine almost before he was fully awake. Drill in something enough times, and his brain didn’t even need to interject before he poured his caffeine shake from the blender.
Dreams of his training regimen were regular. He hadn’t thought about the bad bot obstacle course for a long time. He didn’t like thinking about it, but it was where he’d learned to trust his instincts.
It took him longer to understand why he wasn’t supposed to help his classmates. He thought they were on the same team. He’d needed to graduate from the Academy to understand what his drill instructor had talked about.
Adjudicators were a team. It was them against the world. The finest law enforcement agency ever conceived. His classmates weren’t adjudicators. He’d seen more than a few who’d graduated but weren’t cut out for the work.
The best ones dropped out before they caused too much damage. The worst got other adjudicators, their teammates, killed in the line of duty through their negligence. Anselm shook his head, finished his shake, and dressed in his uniform.
Them against the world. He wasn’t sure where the council stood on that. Considering how often they called on him to explain the basics of his work versus how often they let him keep doing it, he had to assume they were against him.
He couldn’t say that outright. People got angry when he pointed out facts to them.
He pulled his coat on over his uniform and slotted his pistol into its holster. His instructions still stood. Act the part that people expected from adjudicators, answer any question put to him directly, and make it back to his desk as quickly as possible.
People also got angry when he acted bored during council proceedings. Maybe that would keep them from calling him away from his work in the future.
What kind of world Anselm must live in for this to be the training needed to survive. Find out more about this dangerous place on March 30th when Gravitum Book 1: Heaven Will Fall is released. Until then head over to Amazon and download it today.
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Let The Sun Shine in This Snippet of Daywalker Chronicles Book 1
Daywalker Chronicles Book 1: Vampire Morning
Sienna is walking on sunshine, well at least walking in it, which is rare for a vampire. She is also on a road trip with Dracula. Not your typical Vampire adventure.
Vampire Morning snippet –
You’d think a road trip with Dracula would be fun. The dude was like a billion years old. Well, maybe not that old. Whenever you talk about years BT (before technology) it all kind of blends together. You could also call those years BS (before showers) since, as I understood it, back when Dracula was a mortal, if you bathed more than twice a year you were probably royalty.
I can be a bit of an airhead at times, but I’m a smart airhead. Yeah, that’s a thing. Legally Blonde, hello! I wasn’t blonde. Not a law-student, either. Before I became a daywalker—a vampire whose more monstrous self only shows up under sunlight—I was a redheaded computer geek. I suppose that hadn’t changed, but I had fangs now, so I was way cooler than I used to be. Something about this new self was more confident than the old Sienna Cartwright used to be. Having the Grim Reaper’s daughter—well, his sister, now that her brother took over the family business—as a best friend, and saving the world together a few times helped.
Of course, if I hadn’t met Zoey, I never would have become what I am. Human-ish at night. A bloodsucker during the day. Long story short. Vampires abducted me. They tried to turn me. Zoey caught me. Her brother reaped my soul. The theory was if they kept my body alive until the vampiric venom was gone, they could put my soul back in my body and keep me human. It didn’t do exactly what they hoped. It made me what we called a “daywalker.” Human and vulnerable in all the usual ways humans are at night. Only a few minor features remained. My fangs, for one. My senses were improved, but not at all comparable to regular vampires who could see in the dark just as well as in the day. My vampirism wasn’t totally gone during the day, but it was absent enough that I barely noticed it and no one else did either. Unless I smiled too widely. Then, well, I looked like the failed experiment of an orthodontist.
I was almost indestructible during the day. In some ways, I was the opposite of regular vampires. The sun made me stronger (and deadlier), and if I wasn’t jonesin’ for blood, I loved garlic. A stake to the heart could ruin my day. I hadn’t tested it, for obvious reasons, but beheading might do the trick, too. I had a brooch, a device enchanted by a goddess and given to the reapers, that allowed me to keep my blood thirst under control during the day most of the time. So long as I didn’t encounter any blood or anyone with an open wound, it worked. It also had the ability to allow me to travel the astral plane. Basically, go invisible. I could use that ability day or night.
Why was I riding with Dracula? Well, that’s another long story. I’ll get to it. I’ll just say that this Dracula was half the villain he used to be. Probably less than half, but that doesn’t have the same ring to it. His quirky weird sisters—you might have read about them in the book about my newest travel companion—worked a little dark magic, Scholomance mumbo jumbo on the old Count, divided him up into something that resembled a Borg collective, and isolated anything about his personality that was non-villainous in only one of his various manifestations.
Yes, Dracula had been a master of the Scholomance. A mystical school that had trained sorcerers for centuries. According to legend, the devil himself was the school’s headmaster. Well, Zoey and I shook things up in hell a bit. We replaced Hades with Athena. She had a bitchy streak, herself—Zoey could tell that story better than I could—but the other gods on Olympus had her under control. Besides, ruling hell suited her. She did it well, and while she was always a goddess who wanted more power, and in a sense she had it, she was never the destroy-the-world-out-of-spite kind of devil. With her in charge at the Scholomance, Zoey and I learned that the school also offered another path. The path of light. Zoey and I went through it. We were able to isolate the one part of Dracula, after the sisters had divided his essence, where any semblance of goodness remained. We got him back to the Scholomance and, though he had been a master of the darkness before, he engaged the trials to become an initiate in the path of light. He passed. Throw the confetti. Toot a few horns. By combining our powers gleaned from the Scholomance, Dracula, Zoey, and I were able to destroy what remained of his darkness. That is, whatever of it the sisters hadn’t held on to themselves.
That was the guy I had riding with me. Dracula sans the evil. Still as eccentric as ever. But, you know, look who’s talking, right?
I’d say he was my new sugar daddy, but it wasn’t like that. The weird sisters were setting up a club down in New Orleans. Zoey and I took down the club they’d set up in Kansas City already. Zoey was preggers, so she was sitting this adventure out, but I bit Dracula, turned him into a daywalker like me, and we hit the open road. Not any daywalker could turn other vampires into our kind. I was the alpha daywalker. I’d been made by an accident, through a botched attempt by the reapers to shield my soul while the vampiric curse left my body. You had to be made like me to pass on the daywalker “variance” to other bloodsuckers.
Before we left town, Dracula got me a new vehicle. Quite generous from a vampire I’d only known a short while. I think he was grateful that he had a chance to live life as someone other than the most famous monster in the history of horror.
He bought me a Toyota Sienna, a minivan. He thought it was hilarious. Sienna driving a Sienna. You know, I used to love my name. I thought it was cool, unique, and kind of badass. That was before people started associating it with the number-one rated vehicle in safety and functionality among soccer moms nationwide.
He insisted we needed the space. Even as daywalkers it was good to have a place to take cover, especially since we were vulnerable at night. Besides, the van was a hybrid. More irony, I know, since I was a hybrid of a sort myself. It got great gas mileage, though.
Since Drac was an old fart, I thought I’d go retro with my music choices. What’s better for a road trip than a little Journey? I belted it out as we headed down the open road.
“Don’t stop… believing!”
Dracula tilted his head. “Please keep the volume down.”
“Party pooper. I thought you’d like old music. You know, since you’re so old.”
“This is not old.”
I turned the radio down. “I know what you’d like. You enjoy the king?”
Dracula raised an eyebrow. “The king of where?”
“The King of Rock ‘n Roll, genius. Look, we can even make the song our own. ‘I ain’t nothin’ but a vampire, bitin’ all the time. I ain’t never killed a rabbit ‘cause they taste like… turpentine.’”
Dracula shuddered. “Do they? I never bit one. I stay away from bunny rabbits.”
I shuddered. “You’re scared of bunnies? Maybe I don’t want to know.”
“Have you ever fed from a bunny and lived to tell the tale?”
I shook my head. “Only bunnies I ever ate were made of chocolate.”
“I imagine your song is accurate. I wouldn’t be surprised if they were turpentine-flavored rodents.”
“Not that I have a clue what turpentine tastes like. What can I say? I needed something to rhyme.”
“You can get an idea of what something might taste like by how it smells. People say things taste like shit all the time, but I doubt most of those people have ever had a sample.”
I snorted. “Good point, I guess.”
“This music still isn’t old.”
“Oh, come on. Elvis is way old. What do you like, anyway?”
“Do you have any Brahms?” he requested.
“Brahms? Is that like a death metal band or something?”
“No. Brahms composed his symphonies while he was yet alive.”
I huffed. “You can’t listen to a symphony on a road trip, dude. The idea is to stay awake. It’s gotta be something you can sing along with.”
“I know that song by Sir Mix-A-Lot.”
I laughed. “Baby Got Back?”
“I thought it was written by a knight,” Dracula explained. “Why else would he be called ‘sir’? So, I purchased the cassette. Then I couldn’t stop listening to it.”
I chuckled. “Well, I’m sure we can stream it if you’re really that into it.”
“If Brahms is out, then yes, Sir Mix-A-Lot is my choice.”
I didn’t know Brahms. I suspected he was one of those many dead classical composers whose stuff all sounded the same to me. I knew the gulf between Brahms and early nineties raps about butts was wider than the Grand Canyon. Okay, a massive crevice in the earth might not be the best metaphor when we’re talking about big butts, but you get the idea. If Dracula had a playlist, or even a smartphone, I’d be curious to see what it looked like.
I was driving. Dracula drove a little at the start of the trip, but I took over straight away. He wasn’t the fiend he was famous for most of the time, but on the road, he was downright terrifying. He didn’t exactly respect the concept of lanes on the highway. Turn signals weren’t his style, either. As a wealthy count in Romania, I suppose he wasn’t used to driving. Given his previous aversion to sunlight, he didn’t travel much, either.
My phone was mounted to the dash. I glanced at it repeatedly to see if Dylan texted me back. He was a werewolf that Zoey and I had saved when he was being held prisoner by a Greek goddess a while back. The sparks were there, and he and I hit it off quickly. Obviously, we didn’t do anything during a full moon. I’m not into hairy dudes, and certainly don’t dig quadrupeds, but ever since he’d left and rejoined his pack in Louisiana, I’d been looking for a chance to go see him. I won’t say we had a long-distance relationship. What we had wasn’t at relationship status. But we stayed in contact, sent flirty texts back and forth, and a few photos of each other that I won’t tell you about. When I sent him a message to let him know I was heading his direction and to warn him about the weird sisters, he didn’t respond. I thought he’d be excited. It wasn’t like I was pressuring him or anything. Our flirtations were mutual, and he instigated it more often than I did. How many more times could I text without receiving a response before it got Fatal Attraction freaky, though?
It had only been a day since I told him I was coming. He was a werewolf, and a full moon was coming in a couple days. Maybe he and his pack were off on a retreat somewhere off the grid, where they could shift and run free while minimizing the body count they’d wake up to in the morning. I hoped that’s all it was. As often as we texted, it was a little weird he hadn’t said something. Like I said, though. We weren’t in a relationship. He didn’t have to tell me anything. Still, I was checking my phone constantly, hoping for a response. Despite being a daywalking vampire, I’d only been on the earth for nineteen years. This sort of thing, anxiously checking my phone waiting for a boy to text, was pretty normal, all things considered, even if there was nothing normal about either of us, individually speaking.
Dracula didn’t get it. He hadn’t had much luck with romance through the years. Most of the people he’d ever found attractive ended up as a meal, and that sort of thing doesn’t do much for building a relationship with someone. He was even more confused why I’d be interested in a werewolf. “Vile creatures,” he insisted. When we fed, we were refined. We left two little bite marks on someone’s body. Most of our victims survived. Werewolves, though? Well, dismemberment was common. They feasted on people’s hearts. If you had to pick a monster to come after you, you were better off with a vampire than a werewolf. If you survived a werewolf attack, you’d become one. Most likely, though, you wouldn’t live through it. If a vampire bit you, unless you were bitten several times and sufficient venom was passed into your body, you wouldn’t likely turn. You’d be sick for a while, get better, and move on with your life.
My bite was different. Maybe it was because, as a daywalker, I was more-or-less human half of the time. More than that, really, since if I stayed indoors during the day my vampirism remained dormant. One bite from me, especially if you were a vampire already, and you’d find yourself craving blood the next time you went out in the sun.
At the moment, Dracula was the only one like me. I’d made others, but for various reasons, they were all gone. Some died. Others became human again—long story. I was a black swan. Some regular vampires hunted me, not to hurt me, but to bait me into biting them. They missed the daylight. Others feared me. Especially since my brooch gave me an advantage. I could disappear and, in astral form, push my fist through a vampire’s torso then touch my brooch to take physical form again and rip their icy hearts from their chests. It was as good as staking, but messier. A lot messier. I was the kind of girl who didn’t mind getting a little dirty, or bloody, in a fight, though.
Dracula and I drove all night. When sunlight began to show on the horizon, it made my ancient companion visibly uneasy, shifting in his seat. Since I made him a daywalker, he’d had a couple of days under the sun, but it was still an adjustment. Mornings are hard. Hell, they’re hard for everyone. The most I’d ever had to worry about in the morning was the condition of my hair. Historically, sunrises hadn’t done much for Dracula‘s complexion. Things were different now.
“Can you pull over?” Dracula asked.
“Sure. I need a pee break, myself. Shouldn‘t have gotten that forty-four-ounce Mountain Dew at the last pit stop.”
Dracula chuckled. “I don‘t have to pee. It‘s just I haven‘t enjoyed a sunrise in ages.”
I pulled over at the next stop, just the other side of the Louisiana border.
Dracula didn’t have a brooch or any other device to suppress his vampiric urges when the sun rose. He did have a lot of practice. When it came to controlling one’s cravings and restraining one’s urges, he was a master. Without my brooch, well, I was less predictable.
That was the funny thing about my relationship with Dracula. In most ways that mattered, he was the mentor. His life experience—if you can call centuries as one of the undead a life—was impressive. He knew how to handle cravings and how to operate in the shadows. I knew how to handle the daylight, how to navigate the world of the living, and more importantly, how to play well with others. Dracula didn’t have a lot of human friends, for several obvious reasons. Probably for the same reason omnivorous humans don’t usually befriend a lot of cows. I’d never befriended a vampire. All the ones I ever encountered in the past were my enemies.
In theory—we hadn’t put it to the test yet—we were a great team. We complemented each other. My weaknesses were his strengths, and vice versa.
I parked the car at the Louisiana visitor’s center. We had the back seats folded down in the van, and I double-checked to make sure the blanket was still covering all our wares. We brought a lot of weapons with us. I borrowed several items from Zoey, things useful for slaying vampires like stakes and crossbows. Dracula had several weapons of his own. Real medieval shit. Swords, spears, chain-mail armor. It was smart. Chain mail could stop a stake.
Anyone who might peek through the windows would have a lot of questions. Best keep it covered.
The dynamic of a 19-year-old daywalker and a very old original vampire working together could be a perfect match or an absolute disaster. Find out on March 28, when Daywalker Chronicles Book 1: Vampire Morning is released. Until then head over to Amazon and pre-order it today.
These new releases are calling your name!
Another week is upon us and I have a bunch of new releases AND a new series to share with you today! I hope you like sneak peeks because I have one of those to share with you for the series releasing on Tuesday! Check it out!
Did you have a good weekend? It looks like the weather is slowly warming up everywhere it is supposed to be warming up and it will soon be cooling down in other places. What is your favorite thing about this time of year?
I have 6 fantastic books launching this week, and two of them were released this morning! That’s a great way to start the week, right?
This Week’s New Releases
Title: Sophie Briggs and the Bureau of Secrets
Series: The School of Roots and Vines Book 6
Release Date: o3/20/2023
Everything is changing. It’s the last semester of junior year for the Elemental, Sophie Briggs and her friends at The School of Roots and Vines.
But will it be for better or worse?
Classes take a priority for the teenagers but work and figuring out how to be a Defender is a close second.
Both Marcus and Sophie’s mysterious new tutor at the EBI have secrets to hide. Will Sophie harness a new curiosity in pursuit of the truth about them both?
Marcus is set to graduate at the end of the semester. The teen romance with Sophie may end too. Then there’s his spot with the Defenders. But before that happens, there’s still a mystery to figure out.
Will she and Marcus be able to figure out Caleb Justice’s secret before it’s too late?
Title: Shot Dead
Series: Incidental Inquisitors Book 5
Release Date: 03/20/2023
Quadras is no stranger to catastrophe, but the latest tragedy has the potential to spark an interspecies war.
The victims of the massacre that occurred in the Valley were human, and answers must be found before the riots start. The sensitive political situation means that the Inquisitors can’t leave this to the Vale Rangers.
Whoever handles this investigation doesn’t just need skill and grit but a keen grasp of public relations and supreme tact…
…so, what are Doughas and Vor doing in charge?
Perhaps it is a cruel joke. Comedy or not, the dead are demanding justice.
The lads have no choice but to race along the enchanted razor’s edge if they want to keep the city intact.
Along with their own skins.
New foes, old allies, and deep debts refuse to wait their turn, but no one said this was going to be easy.
Can Doughas and Vor capture the culprits before the city goes up in flames? Or will Quadras be the next victim of the killers?
Title: Paid in Blood
Series: Watchdogs of the Veil Book 1
Release Date: 03/21/2023
The government may have given up on Carlton Pierce, but UUE sees his potential.
As a man, Carlton is just another guy with a dark past and a suspiciously high value. As an agent for Unearth Undesirable Entities, he’s part of the hidden front line.
Carlton is recruited to use his skills in the fight to protect humanity from the monsters that lurk in the shadows.
Between a past he’d rather stayed hidden and the dangerous enemies he has to face, Carlton quickly learns that being a part of UUE comes with a heavy price.
Luckily, the secrets he keeps are the reason he can hack life on a knife’s edge. He’s a smart-mouth rebel willing to walk where angels dare to tread, and that second part is why UUE want him onboard.
Carlton is ready and willing to bring the pain right to the door of the things that go bump in the night.
That’s assuming he makes it through initiation…
Title: Witch With A Battleplan
Series: Witch Warrior Book 11
Release Date: 03/22/2023
Safety becomes an illusion when the victory over the Dragons’ enemies turns to horror.
One of the children is missing, and they can only have gone one place: with the evil wizard and his shadow creatures.
On Earth, things are heating up in Ireland and Boston.
On the Emerald Isle the wolves are fighting among themselves, but whoever wins, it’ll be bad for the Coven.
In Boston, Victor Huff is revealed as the man in the center of a criminal nexus. But his plans are larger than just ruling the underworld.
The Dragons face disloyalty from within. The Thorns face pressure from Huff.
And then there’s the mysterious Victor Huff, a top-shelf criminal who has decided he needs to get involved in what’s going on around town.
Can Cait and Aza keep a lid on the boiling chaos?
It’ll take friends, family, and colleagues to keep everything from crashing down.
The US Marshal with something extra wouldn’t have it any other way.
For action, magic, snarky banter, martial arts, mystical creatures, and high intrigue join Cait Keane on her new adventure!
Title: Children of the Immortals
Series: The Progeny Wars Book 6
Release Date: 03/23/2023
The End has come, and the Daughters of the Watchers are no more.
Forced out of their homes and faced with adversaries on every side, Angel and her friends are powerless to stem the looming cataclysm.
Old enemies have become new allies, but they may not all be trustworthy.
Meanwhile, Diablos’ endgame is finally unfolding.
He has gained more power over the world’s governments under the guise of bringing prosperity and world peace. However, an unforeseen ally may return with much-needed reinforcements to help Angel and her group.
This potential savior first needs to deal with a counterpart of Diablos in the world she’s stranded in and learn to control her substantial but unstable powers.
But the forces of evil aren’t waiting and the time of the opening of the last seal is rapidly approaching.
Diablos’ final goal remains a mystery and the vice of the Daimons’ world domination is closing around Angel.
Will the Children of Kyrios be able to unravel Diablos’ scheme before all reality is undone? Or will the Lord of the Daimons deceive and scheme his way to ultimate victory?
Title: Falling Angels
Series: Chooser of the Slain Book 8
Release Date: 03/24/2023
Val Kyrie and her team return, and a deadly ghost from the past threatens everything they hold dear.
Starting a black ops company is no walk in the park, and it doesn’t get any easier when a seemingly deceased assassin resurfaces with a deadly vendetta against Val and Jake.
Tasked with protecting a high-profile VIP, Val and her team face a lethal enemy who seems to be one step ahead at every turn.
Can Val and her team take care of their client while protecting themselves from a relentless foe?
More importantly, can they save Val’s brother, who was critically injured by the vengeful killer?
As if that weren’t enough, Val and her crew must juggle their increasingly dangerous missions while coping with the everyday challenges of running a successful company.
With a VIP’s life in their hands, an unstoppable assassin on their trail, and their family’s safety at risk, can the Valkyrie team rise to the occasion and prove they’re the best in the business?
Find out in the heart-pounding eighth installment of the Valkyrie series! You won’t want to miss this adrenaline-fueled thrill ride that’s fit for the gods.
Carlton is ready to start his new life. Say goodbye to a life of crime, lies, and deceit. He only has to get away with telling one little lie to the FBI.
Good luck with that…
Winter’s Last Gasp Fan Pricing Saturday, March 18, 2023
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Turning a New Leaf in This Snippet of Watchdogs of The Veil Book 1
Watchdogs of the Veil Book 1: Paid in Blood
Carlton is ready to start his new life. Say goodbye to a life of crime, lies, and deceit. He only has to get away with telling one little lie to the FBI.
Paid In Blood snippet –
Carlton Priez Pierce smiled good-naturedly at the polygraph examiner for the Miami FBI. “We all done here?”
“Yes. You’re done.” The man did not smile back. Polygraph examiners generally didn’t. He merely looked at Carlton with that bland FBI professionalism that didn’t communicate if you were in trouble.
He felt like he was going to be sick, but he didn’t show it. He’d felt that way throughout the entire interview, but the techniques they’d taught him really worked. He’d passed with flying colors despite his nausea.
“All right then. Thanks, man. I’ll see myself out.”
The polygraph examiner didn’t reply, just bent over his work.
The painful roiling in his stomach was only natural. He was hoping to get a job with the Federal Bureau of Investigation, and to do that, you had to pass a lie detector test. That was a challenge, even with the pristine background he’d purchased.
That background painted him as someone else, not the man who’d been coerced into working for the CIA. It also hid his gang membership by making him a younger man.
His contact had said putting it together had been tricky but not impossible, and they were sure it would hold up against the high-level scrutiny it would be exposed to. The fact that he’d never been arrested in his time as a gang member had made it easier.
Of course, that left the onus on him to make the most of his CIA training to keep the facts to himself and avoid getting caught.
Carlton left the examination room, and a blonde woman in a blue suit and skirt ensemble smiled pleasantly at him. “So, that part’s done. Nobody’s thrilled about taking a polygraph, but it’s better to get it out of the way.”
“Yeah, that makes sense. What’s next?”
“I expect we’ll be reaching out to you soon. The next step in the process is a panel interview with some of our field agents. They’re generally good at spotting who’s a good fit for this type of work.”
Carlton knew that, but he listened eagerly. “I’m looking forward to it. Thanks for everything!”
She smiled in response and wished him a good afternoon. He stepped out of the FBI offices and headed out into the Miami heat, then tugged down his tie and pulled his shirt collar open.
The FBI’s Miami headquarters was a slick new building located in the suburb of Miramar. A food truck was parked out front, selling slow-cooked brisket sandwiches to FBI employees on their lunch breaks. Carlton stopped at the window.
“Hey, man. I know this truck. You guys swing by my neighborhood all the time.”
The man in the truck took a long look at his face and then nodded. “Yeah, I seen you around. You want a brisket sandwich, man?”
“Not today. I’m headed home, but if I get this job, I’ll eat here all the time!”
“Good luck on the job, man.”
He would have gone ahead and ordered a brisket sandwich if not for the painful acidic feeling in his stomach. He had to get a handle on his anxiety before he could eat anything.
It wasn’t only the test that had taken him there. The heavens knew he’d faced that level of stress before, but not for this long.
A few months, even a couple of years, but this last round of pressure had lasted much longer than that and was made harder because not only had he been dodging his previous employers, but also the criminal elements they’d alerted to his continued existence.
Then there was the consternation caused by his ex.
These thoughts occupied Carlton as he strolled into the visitor parking lot. He methodically worked through the process he used to control his anxiety.
“It’s okay,” he told himself. “There’s no reason to be nervous. Just answer the questions.”
Carlton had developed the questions over a period of several years. He’d been through a lot of stressful and dangerous situations in his life, starting with his juvenile involvement in the gang and continuing through the work he’d done for the CIA.
He’d often faced overwhelming stress and fear, and in situations like that, he asked himself certain questions. What he’d discovered over time was that the questions really helped. If you asked them methodically and answered them truthfully, you could get a handle on the most terrifying situations a man could ever find himself in.
Question Number One: What am I afraid of?
He was afraid that they would somehow find out he was a former gang member turned CIA operative who was trying to go straight and get a job with the FBI. The reality was that he looked legitimate for a former gang member.
He had no tattoos, no bullet wounds, and no criminal record. He’d never been caught for anything; he’d never even been arrested. There hadn’t been anything for the specialist working on his new ID to chase down and expunge.
As a CIA operative, he’d worked mostly in South America, and while there was a paper trail, the new identity wasn’t connected. He’d thought about having the paper trail scrubbed, but since he didn’t think he’d ever be going back that way, it worked as a form of misdirection.
Anyone who knew his CIA identity could follow it south all they wanted. The trail would take them far away from where his current persona existed and reduce the chances of anyone hunting him from accidentally stumbling over him.
The “case of mistaken identity” cover was easier to enact if his former self had never been connected with places his current self now haunted.
Question Number Two: What could go wrong to make that fear a reality? With all the lying he had done, both on paper and face to face, it was quite possible they’d find something in his story that didn’t add up. If that occurred, one of two bad things could happen.
They could lock him up for fraud, or they could dig too deep in trying to uncover the truth about him. If they dug too deep, who knows what the CIA might do to cover up his involvement with them? Some of what he’d done for them in South America was not suitable for public consumption.
The irony was that he wasn’t a bad man. Sure, as a former criminal and Agency spook, he had a shady past. Still, he would never have chosen any of it for himself if he’d had any choice.
He didn’t choose the gang but had been born into it. In a neighborhood where gang members were often third generation, the remarkable thing wasn’t that he’d joined but that he’d chosen to leave. As for the CIA, they’d used him for their own purposes. Their recruitment methods had been closer to blackmail than anything else, and he’d gotten out of that life as quickly as he could.
Now, all he wanted was to use his skills to do some good in the world while making a living and getting back to the ones he loved. If he went inside, whether for fraud or anything else, there was a chance that someone he knew from his old life could be in there with him.
Hell, someone he’d known through his Agency work could be in there, especially if he did time here in Florida. If anyone recognized him, they could snitch on him for something if they didn’t try to kill him. It all depended on which faction they were part of.
Random people trying to kill him was not much of a threat in and of itself. He could handle himself, but it would draw more attention to him while he was locked up, and that was not a good thing.
As he got into his car and clicked the seatbelt, Carlton asked the next question in his process.
Question Number Three: What can I do to prevent this from happening?
Apart from disappearing into the west, there was nothing he could do. He was so deep into this charade that if they were going to catch him, they already had what they needed to do so.
If he stayed, he would either come out of this process as a bona fide FBI field agent or locked up for lying to the government. It was a hell of a gamble, but with the risk came a hell of a payoff.
Running wasn’t an option anyway. Before he started up his car, Carlton pulled out his wallet and looked at the only copy of a picture he had taken nearly five years ago—a picture of a dark-haired young woman with the bronze complexion and distinct features of the Chehalis people, Washington’s “People of the Sands.”
The young woman in the picture was sitting on a couch and holding a baby boy. The photo was blurred because it was taken from outside the trailer they were in and from some distance away. He’d had a fling with her while hiding on the Confederated Tribes of the Chehalis Reservation after a particularly messy situation with the CIA. The baby was his son, Tuula-hwip or “Tully,” even though the child did not know he was the father, and the young woman did not acknowledge it.
Carlton looked at them both with loss and yearning in his eyes, then closed his wallet and put it back in his pocket before starting his car. If there was one thing he knew, it was that the young woman in the photo—Marla “Marly” Lusk—would not let him have anything to do with his son if he wasn’t legitimate.
That was why he was here. He had followed her to Miami when she came here on a grant from the University of Miami to participate in an educational program for mothers with young children. She would be here for a few years, which gave him a chance to get the FBI gig, earn a good solid income, and build a trustworthy reputation.
Maybe then she would no longer think of him as a shady character she should never have trusted. Maybe then she would let him back into her life as well as Tully’s. When they eventually went back to the Chehalis reservation, which Marly was hoping to do as a social worker and trauma counselor, he could put in for a transfer to the Seattle office.
Even if they gave him the transfer, it would be a hell of a commute. An hour and a half, depending on traffic, but he would be able to build a life with the two people he loved.
That was his crazy and likely suicidal plan, created out of pure desperation when he’d learned he had a son. As far as Marly was concerned, he had been a bad decision. A questionable character she’d had a fling with. She’d had a son as a result, but that didn’t make him the boy’s father in her eyes.
To earn his way back into her life, he would have to demonstrate that he was capable of something more. Something that would cancel or at least balance the less wholesome aspects of his past. This crazy FBI plan might do that. How did you prove that you were one of the good guys? By transforming yourself into one of the good guys.
Pulling out onto the highway, Carlton Priez Pierce clenched his jaw. Like it always did, that photo had reminded him of what he was working toward. It had reminded him of his mission. There was nothing he could do but stay the course, so that was what he would do. Working his way through the Miami traffic, the FBI’s most unlikely recruit drove back to his apartment.
It’s a tricky line that Carlton is walking. he certainly seems well-intentioned. However, you know what they say about good intentions. Find out if Carlton is able to pull off his plan on March 21, 2023, when Paid in Blood: Watchdogs of the Veil Book 1 is released. Until then head to Amazon and pre-order it today.
Lucky Wild Wednesday March 15, 2023
St. Patrick’s Day luck came a few days early!
Wild Wednesday, March 15th, 2023
Each week we bring you a list of books from not only LMBPN authors, but also friends of ours, that are on sale! Here’s a fantastic opportunity to discover some new authors or some exciting books you may not have seen yet.
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Adrenaline Rush Complete Series Boxed Set:
Ben “Coop” Cooper is a washed-up, blacklisted, former movie star. He’s also dying. Out of hope and with no other options, Coop figures he has nothing to lose when an alien robot offers him a chance to resurrect his fallen star. But nothing goes as he expects.
Coop jumps at the chance of a lead role in a new movie, knowing it will be his last. There’s a catch. The robot tells him that in exchange for the opportunity to make his swansong, he must take part in a medical experiment. Except…the movie role is a lie, and the aliens intend on killing him once their experiment is concluded. Coop’s “treatment” succeeds beyond expectation, curing his illness and rejuvenating his body. Then the true potential of the human body is revealed when he discovers his new abilities. Now he just has to survive long enough to make it worthwhile…
Unreal:
How do you save the world when you can’t see it? Earth was destroyed… In order to survive, some choose to join high-tech communities. Those who didn’t were left to fend for themselves on a hideous and decimated planet. Two separate worlds: the Real and the Unreal. Channel lives in the Unreal. Retinal implants create an augmented reality to hide what humanity did to Earth.
What if those implants are hiding something even more sinister than a ruined climate? What if everything she knows has been a lie? What if Channel’s coding skills are used to keep that deception and illusion alive? For the first time, the world will have a chance to know the truth – if Channel can survive long enough to figure out what is real…And how to save it.
Ogre Hunt:
Have you ever wondered where monsters came from? Their origin has been kept a secret for centuries. It’s a full moon, the Summer Solstice, and an ancient coffin has washed up on the beaches of Moher, Ireland. Could the Mother of Monsters really have returned? It’s just not possible. Halsey’s convinced it’s more than mere coincidence. The Ambrosius Clan just doesn’t want to believe. They think Halsey is losing her mind—an apparent family trait—and needs a break from monster hunting. But the Ambrosius Clan Council still knows that when all else fails—and all other militia operatives just aren’t up to snuff—Halsey is still the best they’ve got. Even if everything they thought they knew about being monster-hunters is about to change forever. Can Halsey dig up enough evidence to prove that the elementals’ ancient foe has returned to level the monstrous playing field?
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Extreme Medical Services:
Tops in his Paramedic Academy training…didn’t prepare him for Station U.
What was more dangerous, the supernaturals or his boss? Dean needed to learn street medicine fast. He’d trained to help humans, but he wasn’t prepared for injured fairies and monsters. Still, he was smart, willing to learn, and more than anything, incredibly curious to learn about this whole new world he didn’t know existed. Would it get him killed? She’d been at this job a while and was less than enthused to be given a new probie. There was always a lot going on, but Brynne has something on her mind. What happened to her old partner? In the dark of night…a society few humans know, thrives. And someone wants to bring them down.
Expelled:
Jayne Austin wasn’t always the galaxy’s number one spy. She was expelled from spy school for uncovering a double-agent because apparently, that’s what happens to spies that accomplish great things. Given a choice between going back to her planet or selling her one-way ticket for starting capital she thought long and hard about her choices. All of fifteen seconds. Then, she created ‘the Plan.’ It was a great plan. A worthy plan. A noble plan that meant she could start up her own spy agency, and show them precisely who they’ve expelled. However, when her first case comes in, she begins to wonder if perhaps she bit off too much. With the fate of the planet in the hands of terrorists, Jayne is forced to up her game and go to lengths she never thought she dared. She’s going to need *FRIENDS*.
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Trading into Shadow:
After surviving a shadow monster ambush, Marsh must get back to civilization, keep two kids alive, and make a delivery.
But, with shadow monsters and raiders closing the trade routes, she’s out of a job, and lost beneath the ruins of one of the greatest cities of the world. She doesn’t need a deserted farm to complicate things… or a parentless pup… or to be hunted by a hoshkat. What she needs is to find a way home… through the dark… but the predators are out in force, and home is a very long way away.
Can she discover what happened at Leon’s Deep, in time to stop it from happening again? Or did she escape the ambush, only to see the rest of her world fall to the ones behind it?
The Riverboat Series:
“A FASCINATING SLICE OF HISTORY AND REALITY.”
In the Golden age of the Mississippi, men and women from all walks of life climbed aboard the mighty riverboats and formed a nations destiny. They forged their dreams on the great Mississippi and claimed their destiny in the heart of America. These men and women experienced it all – being the target of assassins who hope to benefit from a war between the states to being on board the riverboat with a scheming pirate.
The river was a path that led to freedom, opportunity, and danger.
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Grizzly Killer Boxed Set Volumes 1-5:
RELENTLESS LANDSCAPES, LOYAL FRIENDSHIPS AND COURAGE UNDER FIRE…
Zach Connors was one of the best Mountain Men, known to the Indians as Grizzly Killer. He was both feared and respected throughout the Rocky’s. He went to the mountains in search of adventure. What he got was a struggle to survive. In a land with no law he must fight renegade white men, hostile Indians, and the wilderness itself to survive. He forges a home in which to raise his family, but to keep them safe it will take more than the might of his guns or the strength of his will.
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March your way to these new releases!
Another week, another Monday is upon us. I have a nice cup of coffee and a list of books to tell you about today. And my calendar too, so I know when they are releasing. I can’t leave that behind otherwise I’d be at a loss for what releases beyond tomorrow!
How are you recovering from the time change this weekend? Of course, if you aren’t in the U.S. that will take place in a couple of weeks and then you will be joining us in that. I know I’m going to need more coffee today, how about you?
I have 5 amazing books launching this week and one released this morning. That’s a great way to start the week!
This Week’s New Releases
Title: Chimera Clash
Series: The Origin Story of Monsters Book 3
Release Date: 03/13/2023
Halsey Ambrosius and her cousin, Brigham, are off on their first official mission since downtime was forced upon them. Things might seem back to normal, but that’s far from true.
The rules for monster hunting are changing fast and that’s not the only thing that’s different.
The Ambrosius Clan militia are taking on paying clients.
What happened to taking down monsters for the sake of humanity?
Halsey and Brigham aren’t sure, but that isn’t going to stop them from taking on this mission and heading to the Grand Bazaar in Istanbul, Turkey.
It just so happens that Meemaw gave Halsey a contact to “ask the living records” about the changes in the supernatural world while they’re there. But what did Halsey create with that copper orb?
Halsey and Brigham, the Ambrosius Clan militia’s two best monster-hunters, have to figure out how to defeat a chimera that can’t be killed by military-grade weapons or natural causes. And when it grows wings overnight?
Well, plans A, B, and C fail.
Will Halsey and Brigham meet the same fate as others going against this creature? Or can Halsey pull out a final Hail Mary move with the copper orb’s strange magic that neither of them understand?
Title: Last Agent Hero
Series: The Agent Operative Book 4
Release Date: 03/14/2023
Things are heating up in LaLa Land. Nothing makes tongues wag faster than rumors of a cursed movie set. These aren’t special effects. Someone or something magical is at play.
The attacks on suppliers of Pink Fairy continue. Norah needs to track down who’s responsible and put an end to the problems for good.
Domenico is safely hidden away deep below the surface of the Ocean, but Norah can’t shake the feeling that something is wrong. She needs to get information about what’s going on and the best way to get information about Domenico is to ask a bunch of criminals.
That’s easier said than done.
Can Norah keep her relationship with Frondle a secret, discover who is behind the Pink Fairy thefts, and find out what’s causing the movie set to be cursed before it’s too late?
Title: TOPGUN: Phoenix
Series: Brutal Response Book 3
Release Date: 03/15/2023
Mia escaped in one piece from the ice ball masquerading as a planet, but what now?
To start, she’s got a laundry list of questions about her father and her origins.
It’s just her luck that the answers to her questions have the potential to topple regimes.
She has to tread carefully or make things worse. Before she can begin her search, she needs to make it through training.
The pressure ratchets as the rivalries among the trainees become ferocious. A little bit of skullduggery can go a long way toward ending a career…or ending a life.
Can Mia turn her crew of seemingly hopeless misfits into a flight team capable of helping her survive the program?
Other factions are emerging with hidden agendas and insidious methods of achieving their aims.
Mia’s father trained her for almost anything that the galaxy can throw at her, but she’s not sure the threat of total destruction was what he had in mind….
She needs to keep her mind sharp and her team close as she gambles on the chance she might crash and burn before she unveils the answers waiting on the other side of the secrets and lies.
Will Mia’s dogged determination give her the strength she needs to rise from the flames?
Title: Twisted Fate
Series: Messing Psychic Academy Book 4
Release Date: 03/15/2023
Where there’s a will, there’s a waymark. Most of the time.
Ms. Catellus sent Mia to her grandma’s remote estate outside Granada.
Her brother and I are summoners who can travel instantly through portals. Helping Mia alter her fate should be easy with friends backing us up.
Right?
It’s not that simple. We can’t travel to waymarks we haven’t seen.
The one at the estate is warded to keep us out. The closest we can get is a town in the South of France. I’m stuck traveling mundanely with my celestial pledge, a recently reformed bully, and his faerie hound.
Helping Mia is more than worth the effort, but the Granada hills are rugged and remote.
Can I make the strenuous mountain hike on crutches? Or will my disability make what should have been an easy rescue impossible?
Title: Two Steps From Danger
Series: The Helsing Society Book 6
Release Date: 03/17/2023
Portals and fairies and vampires, oh my!
The girl of Dylan’s dreams was in his arms, and then she wasn’t.
Instead of waking up with Megan for the first time, Dylan wakes up on a bed of stone. It’s not nearly as pleasant as the dream he’d been having.
He’d been on the cusp of the perfect night when Esmerelda showed up. Now, he’s trapped in a different world, and all he can think is that Dorothy had it right.
There’s no place like home.
Megan thought she’d finally found a keeper, Just like that, he was gone.
When Megan kicked a man to the curb, she liked to be the one throwing his stuff out of the window. What she wouldn’t stand for was another woman snatching her man out from under her.
If she hadn’t asked Dylan to change his clothes they would be together right now. She is really starting to hate those fairies. They have the worst timing in the world.
Whatever the fairies hope to accomplish, can she stop it and get her man back in the process?
Fresh Fan Pricing Saturday, March 11, 2023
Fresh air, fresh deals!
Fan Pricing Saturday, March 11, 2023
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Augmented Fatality
Rebel Squad
Bigger Guns, More Trouble
The Mysterious Daughter
Recruited
Dwarvish Dirty Dozen Boxed Set Books 1-3
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Boxed Sets, Wizards, and More This Wild Wednesday March 8, 2023
There is a deal for every type of reader!
Wild Wednesday, March 8th, 2023
Each week we bring you a list of books from not only LMBPN authors, but also friends of ours, that are on sale! Here’s a fantastic opportunity to discover some new authors or some exciting books you may not have seen yet.
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Dwarvish Dirty Dozen Boxed Set Book 1-3:
War is a messy business and anyone who claims otherwise is trying to sell you something. This is a tale of war and desperation, of grit and heroism. See what a batch of desperate dwarves can do when the chips are down. The dwarvish legions, the Holt’Dwan, are familiar with this but these are strange times. The dead are rising from the earth in the freshly settled Ysgand Vale and the war just got a lot messier. So an old custom was resurrected and the Bad Badgers were formed. Condemned and disowned, the Badgers have nothing to lose and everything to prove. But in a world where the dead don’t stay dead and victory will cost you everything, what can be done?
A lot, if one has the will and stomach for it.
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Big Monster Money:
Magical criminals require magical solutions. Who answers the call when the mundane police dial 911? Matt Bordelon—former Silver Griffin, wizard, and the Big Easy Bounty Hunter. Matt has a good thing going. Deliver justice to magicals? Check. Keep the world safe from threats? Check. Make good money doing it? Cha-ching. Unless his bounty ends up dead when the paperwork specifies alive, that is. Good thing he’s a pro at avoiding that. Then he stumbles across a dark witch embroiled in a vicious spell battle with a dark wizard and feels compelled to aid her. Is subtle magic at play to influence him? Or is it something else? Matt doesn’t know, but he shelters the gorgeous woman on the run from dangerous enemies anyway. Meanwhile, a powerful magical threat is murdering mundane cops in his town. Worse, no one can identify the shadowy entity behind the killings. Matt is on the case, but can he survive the coming battles, magical and emotional?
Glitter and Kindling:
Love is a game Ren never wanted to play. Growing up in the desert biodomes of Province 5-9, there is little room for individuality and choice. At seventeen, Ren knows her path in life has been determined for the betterment of humanity. Her permanent job placement, her relationship status, and even the number of children she will have are out of her control. Like it or not, she is expected to marry a complete stranger who was assigned to her based solely on their combined genetic diversity. Signing up for the yearly lottery could buy her the time and freedom she craves…or she could be condemned to her worst waking nightmare. The odds she’ll win the right to choose her own spouse are so low she decides it’s worth risking everything. Can she find a way to break the rules without leaving a path of shattered hearts behind her? Or is all fair in love and survival?
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People Raged:
A terrorist plotting an attack on Washington DC, staying one step ahead by hiding in plain sight, always there, but never seen.
In the classic government way, a tiger team is built to look into the intelligence surrounding a terror threat. They didn’t count on Rick Banik to break down walls and get the job done, no matter what. He takes it personal.
Rick Banik – the right patriot for a new age. A race against time. A fight against bureaucracy. A maze of red tape and dots that don’t want to be connected. How many people must die for the plot to be uncovered? How many will die if it isn’t?
Cloak and Dagger:
A life-leeching necromancer and a life-loving wood elf. It’s a match made in hell…or the latest dating app. She talks with the dead while he communes with nature. But if they can overcome their differences, their powers will pair perfectly. Val: I learned all the necromantic arts, but I refuse to mess with zombies, because gross. I also won’t read minds. Been there, done that, got the scars to prove it. Now, I’ll happily dispatch anyone trying to destroy the world. But work with a hippy dippy wood elf? Unfortunately, I’m stuck with the tree-hugging, long-eared lughead, so I’ve got to figure out how to make this work. Timmeron: For over 800 years, I’ve embraced life and opposed all who deny it, so joining DUO was an easy choice. Even easier, since I was already running from a secret left long behind in the elven realm. I haven’t shared it with anyone, especially my human dualcaster partner. She thinks I’m pure goodness, but I don’t have the courage to tell her the truth. To be honest, I don’t have the courage to tell her a lot of things.
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Monster and Mambos:
You never realize how much your bad attitude can impact your life…until it manifests as a flesh-and-blood monster.
Ever harbor a resentment and wish someone dead? Even if you didn’t really mean it?
There’s a monster for that. It won’t sleep until it fulfills your darkest desire. Add to that heartbreak, envy, general pettiness, or a common mood swing… As deep as the depth of human depravity is the well of monsters I have to fight. Why is this happening? Where did this new “energy” that’s making these monsters come from? These creatures don’t die easy. It took all my power to kill one of them, and I barely survived.
Can I possibly destroy them all?
China Bohannon:
SMART AND SASSY 1890S BOOKKEEPER TURNED SLEUTH CHINA BOHANNON IS A MAGNET FOR DANGER.
China Bohannon fled a bad situation and decided to start her life over as a strong, independent woman in the wild and woolly town of Spokane, Washington. China takes on the role of bookkeeper at Doyle & Howe detective agency with her uncle, Montgomery Howe, and his handsome partner, Gratton Doyle.
Spunky and determined, China is always one step ahead and cannot help getting involved – with the help of her trusty dog Nimble, of course.
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Max Allan Collins Collection Volume One:
A FAST-PACED, ONE-TWO PUNCH OF CRIME AND DROP DEAD SUSPENSE.
Legendary lawman Eliot Ness goes solo… In 1929, Eliot Ness put away Al Scarface Capone and became the biggest living legend this side of law and order. Now it’s 1935. With The Untouchables and Prohibition behind him and the Great Depression falling darkly across the nation, Ness arrives in Cleveland to straighten out a crooked city. An anonymous ring of bent cops is dealing in vice, graft, gambling and racketeering, over lorded by a mysterious top cop known as the outside chief. But between corrupt politicians, jealous colleagues, a parasitic reporter and two blondes with nothing in common, Ness has big troubles pulling the sheets off the bed of blue vipers.
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