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Affable Second Snippet for Santana Sokolov Book 1
Santana Sokolov Book 1: Law of the Jungle
It’s a dangerous and complicated world in Atlantica but Santana and Terra Kris are as comfortable as can be. Nothing like catching up with an old friend to make chaos seem simple.
2 – “So, are you going to tell me what’s new with you?” Santana asked Terra Kris, the athletic woman who sat across the table. “Got a new fella in your life?”
Music played at a steady level, quieter than some of the other joints in this city. The club was sparsely populated, and of those patrons scattered around the place, a large number of the hot-blooded males kept their eyes fixed on Santana Sokolov.
Who could blame them? It wasn’t often that they’d find a woman dressed as though she were ready for her next expedition into the tropics in a place like this. Santana’s cargo shorts revealed long, muscular legs. Her tank top hugged her form. The long coil of a bullwhip hung at one hip.
Terra scoffed. “You could say that.”
Santana’s eyebrows raised. She studied the woman she’d known since they were both children. Santana, a young girl who had migrated to Atlantica from Russia in her formative years, found this woman fascinating.
Terra was born and bred on the island of Atlantica, had never seen the outside world, or knew of the ways of distant continents. Santana had seen plenty through her travels and knew that nowhere was supposed to be like Atlantica. Atlantica was a cesspool of wonder, crime, fortune, fame, and destruction. Even in the grand old year of 2027, injustice was allowed to reign supreme.
A modern metropolis in which the corrupt ruled the roost, and the authorities constantly swam upstream.
Terra was Atlantica Justice System talent through and through. Everything and anything she’d done in her life had paved the way forward for a career in law enforcement. So why the change in relationship status now?
“Well, I wasn’t expecting that,” Santana stated. “Terra Kris, the perpetually single, taking another into her life. What’s his name?”
“APRIL,” Terra replied.
There was a strange glint in Terra’s eyes. “April?” She mused, a sudden realization dawning on her. “Oh… Have you…I mean…are you?”
“No, no,” Terra interjected, a laugh playing on her lips. “Nothing like that. I’ve… Well… This is going to sound a little crazy.”
Santana sipped her drink and crossed her legs. “I love crazy.”
Terra sighed and leaned forward. “APRIL…it stands for Advanced Police Relationship Intelligence Liaison.”
Santana cocked her head. “I’m not following you.”
Terra tapped the side of her head. There was a series of puckered pink lines at the edges of her scalp, fading away into her hairline. Santana wondered if they were from Terra’s recent accident.
“They…did something to me during my operation,” Terra continued. “After salvaging what they could from what the blast had taken, they had no choice but to piece me together…manually.”
Santana sipped her drink, her interest engaged.
Terra carried on. “They had been trialing a new AI system for the AJS, trying to find ways to increase the force’s effectiveness. Some donor was on the verge of integrating artificial intelligence with bio matter and…” She grinned and spread her arms wide to present herself. “The first successful example is sitting before you.”
Santana’s brow creased. She couldn’t find the words.
“I told you it was crazy,” Terra offered. She looked strange out of uniform. Santana tried to remember the last time she’d seen the officer out of her hexagonal-patterned blue fatigues that were standard among the Atlantica Justice System. Santana had begun to think that Terra lived, worked, and slept in the damned things.
Santana shook her head disbelievingly and waved dismissively. “Shut up.”
“It’s true.” Terra’s drink was nearly empty, a weight falling over her. “Ask me a question about you. Anything.”
“What’s my mother’s name?” Santana teased.
Terra rolled her eyes. “A question you know I wouldn’t know the answer to, please. Something you have on record that would be impossible for me to know.”
“Fine…” Santana thought long and hard. “What’s my social security number?”
She waited a moment while Terra’s eyes narrowed. Something was going on inside her head that Santana wasn’t privy to. Santana had seen a lot of examples of advanced tech in the city, but this one seemed to go too far.
Finally, Terra replied, “078-50-1120.”
Santana’s eyes widened. Holy shit. “Okay…That’s impressive but could be coincidental.”
“Coincidental, how?”
“You could’ve looked at my records on the AJS database before we met up,” Santana replied. “Who were my last three clients to pay fees into my account?” She sat back and folded her arms with a smug grin. There was no way anyone but Santana and her clients would know the answer to this question.
She waited another couple of seconds while Terra calculated and conferred with the so-called tech inside her head. Santana grew curious, wondering if Terra was speaking the truth and what that would mean to Atlantica going forward.
“Taylor Yungheim, Bonita Ung, and Charles Trevors,” Terra replied.
The mirth left Santana’s face, replaced with a deep fascination. She leaned closer to Terra, looking intently into her eyes. She honed in on the sclera, looking toward the pink corneas and wondering if that blinking light she could see behind Terra’s eyes was imaginary or if it was there.
The light blinked again. A small LED tucked into the far reaches of Terra’s eye socket. Santana gasped. “You weren’t kidding.”
“No,” Terra confirmed. “Why would I kid about any of that?”
“I don’t know.” Santana sat back. “Sometimes people play pranks.”
“About AIs sitting inside their minds? I don’t think so.”
“Fascinating,” Santana breathed.
She reached for her glass and drained the last of the contents. Sitting across from her old school friend, trying to digest all that had happened to them in the years since they’d graduated and gone their separate ways was no small feat. Santana thought she and Terra were meeting up for a small catch-up, but this development was huge. This could spell massive disruption in the city.
Lucky that I don’t spend much of my time in the city these days. At least out in the jungles I remain queen.
Finally, she managed, “It can do everything you say it can?”
“Everything and more,” Terra replied. “Even now I’m still finding out things that it can do that I was unaware of.” She nodded at Santana’s glass. “Another?”
Santana thanked Terra. She returned a moment later with two of the same orders. “I’m surprised that you didn’t go for a coffee again,” Santana commented.
“Go big or go home.”
Santana rolled her eyes and swallowed her mouthful. “Do you remember the guys that used to live by that as their mantra? I wonder what they’re doing these days.”
“Mostly rotting in prison cells or drug dens hooked on ink,” Terra replied. “We caught Phillip Vaughn, by the way.”
Santana nearly spat out her drink. “Little Pippin?”
“The very same,” Terra replied. “Caught him a few months back dealing ink to a bunch of school kids. When we dove in further, there was…well, let’s just say there were more kids where they came from.”
“Damn.” Santana’s head filled with images of the vagrants who lined Atlantica’s alleyways, their veins black and pronounced after injecting themselves with the latest narcotics craze the city had to offer. “This city hits their people hard, doesn’t it?”
Terra nodded. “What about you, anyway? Any more trips back to the motherland recently?”
Santana shook her head. “Afraid not. It’s been a few years since I’ve been back to see Papa. I have far too much to keep me busy here.” She considered saying more but held it back. Terra knew better than most about the tragic and untimely death of Santana’s mother after a rogue cave-in caught her underground and took the lives of her entire expedition team.
Her father had never truly been right after that. It barely took him a couple of weeks before announcing to a young Santana that they were migrating back to Russia. “Atlantica has a way of swallowing you and holding you here.”
Terra smirked. “Tell me about it.”
“I do miss the mountains, though,” Santana continued. “Nothing like staring up at the canvas of stars from the top of Mount Elbrus. I can’t describe it…it’s like the gods birthed all their colors and swirls and slapped it on the black. You don’t see that here. Only fog, fog, and more fog.”
Terra looked down at the table. “I’d love to visit one day.”
“You should,” Santana replied. “If our days off ever cross, I’ll take you there. I’ll show the best trails to the top. We’ll wrestle mountain lions and hug goats and…”
“Fall from the top?” Terra laughed. “Just the straight and up, please.”
“You got it.” Santana drained her drink in one. “You down for another?”
Santana smirked, seeing the slight glaze over Terra’s eyes. She wobbled a touch in her chair. Terra had never been that great at holding her liquor, and Santana knew they always had more fun when the uptight, rigid, scheduled, lawful Terra allowed herself to have some fun.
Santana wondered if Terra had enough and was surprised when she rose from the table and took Santana’s glass. “I’ll get this round.”
“Fine.” Santana smiled. “I’ve got next.” She watched Terra wander over to the bar, several nearby men shifting in their chairs and sensing Santana now sitting by herself. Santana caught one man’s eyes and shook her head, clarifying that he shouldn’t attempt what he was about to.
Terra returned with the next round. They both held up their glasses and clinked them together. “For one night only,” Terra stated.
“For one night only.” Santana closed her eyes and sipped, unaware of how much fun she and her old school friend were about to have.
It feels like we are having drinks with old friends here. Who knows what adventure awaits them. Find out October 30th when Sanatan Sokolov Book 1: Law of the Jungle is available on all devices. In the meantime head over and pre-order it today!
Monster Mash Book Giveaway Day 5
Blood Sine Qua Non
Covered in blood, a knife in one hand and a gun in the other. This rescue attempt has goneterribly wrong.
I was finally getting used to life among the am’r (the name vampires use for themselves) in Romania, archiving a library of ancient texts, learning how to fight, and having lots of quality time with Sandu—who used to go by the name Dracula—perhaps you’ve heard of him?
But then the dreams started. Bagamil, the maker of Sandu (and, ahem, also my lover—life has gotten a lot more exciting recently), was supposed to be on a mission to the am’r of South America, but he has been missing for months now, and those nightmares tell me that something is terribly wrong.
So Sandu made rescue plans, and I insisted on coming along to help. But now I’ve been separated from all the am’r who are our allies, and I’m trapped in a booby-trapped cave system down at the bottom of the world, chased by enemy vampires with knives and guns—not fair!
And I have two problems even on top of that! First, I’m now part-am’r, which makes me smell even more delicious to them, and secondly, well, there seems to be even more bad guys than expected down here, and they all seem to be holding some deep grudges against both Sandu and Bagamil. And they want revenge right now.
How can I find my beloveds without falling into a trap or being taken captive by the hangry bad guys? Once we’re all together again, how do we figure some way out of all of this? If I’ve learned anything in my time amongst the am’r, it’s only going to be by fighting our way out….
Blood Sine Qua Non is the second book in a brand new, dark urban fantasy series mixing horror, history, and blood-soaked romance featuring a snarky librarian heroine and a sensual but complex hero in the story of an adventure like no other, with thrilling plot-twists and characters faced with “personal growth or death.” Ranging from Romania through gorgeous settings in Buenos Aires and Tierra del Fuego, get caught up in the clashes of personality and chaotic melees, fight for love with guns, knives, and the ultimate weapon against vampires: fire.
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Merciless First Snippet for Santana Sokolov Book 1
Santana Sokolov Book 1: Law of the Jungle
There is a certain way to get information in Atlantica, and Sasha knows exactly how to use that to her advantage. Sasha’s adventure begins when we find her forcing information from a questionable character regarding the whereabouts of an ancient artifact.
1 – The temperature was unnaturally high, elevated by several kilns and furnaces located around the room. Steam and smoke created a carpet on the ceiling. A constant crackle popped in the air as the golden glow from molten metal channeled along preset paths.
Sasha Chechik folded her arms. Her dark skin glistened with pearls of sweat. She wore leather overalls, her hands hidden by oversized gloves. Nearby, the mountain of a man, Carlos Ariya, played with his toys, encouraging the molten metal along the track and into the mold.
“Doesn’t look like much now, but soon this’ll be one of the finest blades Atlantica has to offer.” He grinned, a hypnotized stare on his face, the golden liquid reflected in the darks of his eyes. “I can’t tell you how much something like this will fetch on the market.”
“Does it matter?” Sasha replied sharply, only a little impressed by the molding. “What use are swords in today’s world? You bring a sword to the house of your enemies, and you won’t get an inch inside before they riddle your body with bullets. There’s no place for swords or cutlasses when people wage war long-range now.”
Carlos gave her a dirty look. He was large enough to crush her with a bearish squeeze, but Sasha sensed no threat from the smith. He rocked the bed where the molten metal was cooling, ensuring that the liquid moved into all the correct cracks and holes before stepping away. He took a cloth from his waist and wiped his forehead. “Then what the fuck are you doing here if not to purchase from my array of world-class close-range weaponry?”
Sasha’s eyes lingered on the mesmerizing bed of gold. “You know why I’m here.”
Carlos glanced at the shadowy space near the wooden door, where a set of four stone steps led to the only entrance in or out of his workshop. Resting against the wall was an ancient scythe, the handle black as obsidian, the blade a dull silver. “A tune-up?”
He wandered over to the scythe, then examined it. He rolled the handle over in his hands, then scrutinized the blade, running a thumb along the edge. “How long since your last sharpening?”
Sasha peeled her eyes from the metal, the golden gleam beginning to fade as the metal cooled. “Since its last owner handed it to me.”
Carlos chuckled. “That much is clear. Why now?”
Sasha stalked closer, leaving a trailing scent of lilies mixed among the burning stench. Carlos retreated slightly, sensing the power she held. “Because my father saw the blade only as a symbolic item, a lingering relic of a time long past. It was never used to strike, attack, or mow down an enemy, only to make his dick look bigger in the rooms where they measured them. But now…”
An intensity crossed over Sasha’s face that drew Carlos’ unblinking gaze. “Now I intend to restore this to its former glory.”
Carlos exhaled, turning his attention back to the dull blade. “So much for the woman mocking the man still making swords in a world of long-range combat.”
Sasha smirked. “Indeed. Only, if an enemy comes into my domain, they will be stripped of their firearms and will face me fist-to-fist.”
Carlos gave a firm nod. “Then I’d better get to work. No point letting a lady of your caliber wait longer than is necessary.”
He shuffled past her, attending to stoking the fires of a nearby furnace. On a shelf by the wall were several stones and items used to sharpen and keen and hone.
“How much are you looking to pay for this service?” Carlos asked.
“Finance is not an issue. Whatever you deem worthy,” Sasha replied.
Carlos nodded. “Friends and family discount it is.”
Sasha wandered close behind him. She could barely see the fires past his broad shoulders. His black shirt was stained even darker with sweat. “You understand that’s not the only reason for my visit, don’t you?”
Carlos stiffened. She knew she had him where she wanted him.
“Oh?” Carlos replied. He stood straight, then turned to face her, having to look down to meet her eyes.
Sasha looked up. She knew the effect she had on men, her angular face and sharp jawline an attraction to the male gaze. Her eyes were the steely blue of an iceberg. “You know where it is, don’t you?”
Carlos narrowed his eyes. “I’m sorry, you’re going to have to be clearer—” He stopped, a great waft of air expelling from his lips. He glanced down at the blade stuck in his hip.
He doubled over, clutching his side. Now at eye level with Sasha, she drew closer, eyes inches from his, her demeanor still calm. “Don’t toy with me, smith. You know why I’ve come, and I know you know where it is.”
She twisted the blade a fraction to the left. Carlos grunted. “Now, either you tell me what you know, or I find one of your friends who will. One option leaves you with a small boo-boo on your side. The other leaves you melting facedown in your creations. Choose wisely.”
Carlos groaned, squinting as sweat dripped into his eye. Sasha held his gaze awaiting the answer, the one she knew she would get.
“Say its name,” Carlos replied weakly.
Sasha’s lips peeled back into a menacing grimace. “La Daga de los Días Sin Fin.”
Carlos gave a resigned sigh, his body jerking slightly at the pain of the blade. Sasha kept her hold firm.
“The Temple of the Summer Crown,” Carlos replied at last. “A wanderer stumbled across it a few days ago. Almost lost his leg on a tumble down through the forest floor.” He gasped for breath. “A rescue team brought him out. They’d never seen anything like it. Alerted the authorities. They’re sending their teams down there now—if they haven’t already got there…”
“Who’s down there?” She twisted the blade again. It was unnecessary but brought her a certain joy to see the mammoth squirm.
“The Atlantican Historical Preservation Society.” Carlos’ breaths were shaky.
Sasha gave a steely nod. “Anyone else?”
“Not that I’m aware of.”
She detected a hint of a lie in his eyes and twisted the knife again.
“Fine!” Carlos groaned. “Fine… The Albatross.”
Sasha’s heart dropped. In one fluid motion, she pulled the blade from Carlos’ hip. “Thank you. You have proven most useful.”
She turned and crossed the room. When she reached the door, she heard a thump as Carlos fell to his knees. He called, “Wait…your scythe…”
Sasha narrowed her eyes. “My price will be fair. Have it fixed up for me by the end of tomorrow. I’ll have one of my people collect it.”
Carlos glanced down at his side. Blood trickled between the cracks of his fingers. His lips parted, protestations ready on his tongue.
Before he had a chance to reply, Sasha was gone.
The stage is set for an epic adventure. What is this artifact she is searching for. Who will find it first. Based on this snippet I’d put my money on Sasha. Stay tuned for the second snippet of Santana Sokolov Book 1: Law of the Jungle. If you are ready to jump into this adventure head over and pre-order today. Releasing on all platforms October 30, 2021.
Monster Mash Book Giveaway Day 4
In Her Paranormal Majesty’s Secret Service: Rogue
She is crass, has attitude, drinks too much and is the only living agent working for Queen Victoria, the Paranormal Queen.
Note: Rogue was originally published as part of the megabook Rogue, Renegade & Rebel
In 1901, Queen Victoria passed away, and took over the responsibilities of the Paranormal Court.
When Victoria ascends to the Paranormal Throne, she acquires the help of a human agent, code-named Rogue.
For well over a hundred years, this human has helped settle problems between the normal and the paranormal worlds.
Usually with massive displays of attitude and disrespect.
And a really, really bodacious set of…guns.
Now, Rogue has been sent to the Colonies to help stop a paranormal revolution.
Is Rogue over her head, or is someone trying to pull a fast one on her?
Either way, America better be ready, because this Paranormal Agent parties like it’s still 1899!
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Monster Mash Book Giveaway Day 3
Huntress of Men: 1939
In the darkest of times…
The most unlikely heroes emerge.
Europe is on the verge of World War II. Frightened citizens are fleeing the continent in droves. One ocean liner, the Ruth, is desperately trying to get to safety in America.
No one aboard knows about the predator who has stowed away.
Her name is Narama. Thousands of years ago, she was human.
Now she is…something very different. All she wants is solitude, and she’d hoped to find it in America.
Then a German battlecruiser gets the Ruth in its sights and commands the ship to return to Europe. For the desperate passengers, all hope is lost.
Narama hasn’t been in danger for a long time. It isn’t despair she feels but the cold savagery of a beast who refuses to become prey.
A ship full of innocents. Hundreds of German soldiers.
One predator stands between them…
Meet the Huntress of Men.
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Black Cats, Broomsticks, and Wild Wednesday October 27, 2021
Start getting in the Halloween mood with these deals!
Wild Wednesday, October 27, 2021
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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Ghost Galaxy Boxed Set:
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From the author of Dracula comes one of the first mummy novels ever written. An Egyptologist discovers a tomb at the exact moment his daughter is born.
In a house full of Egyptian antiquities— A jeweled scarab, mummified cat, and severed hand … Unexplained claw marks and comas … A mysterious stranger’s wild tales of a hidden tomb and ancient warnings … Of violent deaths to everyone who sought the jewel … All linked to a forgotten queen’s 5,000-year quest for reincarnation …
Malcolm Ross, pulled by his adoration of Margaret Trelawny, finds himself embroiled in a centuries old story that challenges human logic.
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12 cautionary poems of public education. Monsters and creatures that have fled the lands of myth and taken up residence in local schools, disguised as teachers and principals, janitors and lunch ladies, P.E. coaches and bus drivers. By turns ghastly and silly, you’ll never look at school quite the same.
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Death Marked:
To be reunited with his lost love, Rohan seeks out help to open a portal to the afterlife.
When he’s betrayed and nearly killed, he finds he now has mysterious powers. Good thing, too, since his betrayer seeks to destroy the world by melding it with the afterlife. Rohan won’t give up on his love, but in the process must use his new powers to fight evil and save us all.
One thing’s for sure: Not even Death can stop true love.
Half-Blood Rising:
War calls the elves of Urlas to battle. But Kealin, a young half-elf training to be a Sacred Blade, and his three siblings, are forbidden to go. They are not ready, or so they’re told. But Kealin’s lineage has a dark secret and the High Council of Urlas fears what he may become… Kealin is about to learn that secret and in the cataclysm emerging, Urlas will wish they had embraced it.
When the soothsayer of Urlas tells Kealin that doom comes for all that left for the war, he and his siblings set off on what may be a one-way journey to the edge of the world. Darkness is upon them and a specter that dwells between the borders of the living realms has been waiting for them. The Rogue Elf awakens… but is it too late to save those he loves?
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Seer of Lost Sands:
The rogue elf will never stop. It’s been five frustrating years. Kealin had begun to doubt she was still alive. But now, by chance, he has discovered rumor of a powerful seer dwelling far to the south. Someone that could actually help him reach his sister.
To reach this enigmatic entity, Kealin must trace a path of blood down an entire region. Dogged by a dark curse on his own soul, he must run the gauntlet of the Grand Proetectorate’s legions and their anti-elven zealotry. Kealin’s only aid comes from a duo of fugitive of treasure hunters and a mysterious woman of magic unlike any he has ever met.
Darkness is gathering. Will the return of an ancient sleeping evil prevent him from saving the last of his family? When blood fills the mountains, demons will awake.
The Woman Who Wore A Badge:
January Billings is starting over after bringing her husband’s murderer to justice, when a stranger shows up at her ranch door. The sheriff, weaseling out of his duties, has sent him to enlist her help in recovering a horse that’s been stolen from him by a young girl.
Eli Pasco hadn’t expected the deputy to be a woman, and he’s none too pleased with having to deal with her. Even so, they set out to find the girl and his horse. It isn’t long before they discover that rather than a thief, they’re looking for a kidnapped girl. January, with her scars, is not the prize the outlaws seek, and she is left behind in the hands of a mad killer. She’s tough, wily, and strong and manages to get free. Determined to save Zora, she follows the outlaws. Meanwhile, Eli confused as to which trail to follow, has gone after his horse.
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Deadly Water:
A car bomb in a quiet suburban street sets in motion an investigation which will uncover the tentacles of organized crime stretching from the water-starved outback to the halls of power in the country’s capital. Senator Colin Worth was about to introduce a water bill which would cost the big producers millions before he was assassinated. However, the trail—as investigated by Detective Sergeant Gloria Browning and her team—only throws up more questions than answers.
Meanwhile, former undercover operative Dave Nash is brought in to investigate the disappearance of a water inspector in the town of Collari, on the Barwon River. But things take an even darker turn when Gloria’s daughter, Rachel, is abducted. Now, to get her back, Nash has to go against an organization who feeds its victims to the trees.
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Monster Mash Book Giveaway Day 2
The Witch Next Door Book 1: One Witch Too Few
Lily Antony is a young witch playing in a very dangerous treasure hunt.
She’s got to follow the clues her Mom left behind after her disappearance trekking the world. Maybe even put the pieces of her life back together with each one. First stop – get that cute guy, Romeo to help her out.
Never hurts to have a werewolf along for the ride. Especially since Lily thinks her mom is still alive – and no one else does. Doubters gonna hate… and chase Lily and Romeo all over the world. Sounds like these doubters have something to hide?
Before she can even start, Lily loses everything she owns except for a Winnebago and a little bit of money. Doesn’t matter. This girl has a wand and a will to get the job done. Like mother, like witchy daughter.
Together, Lily and Romeo head north in her Winnebago with the first real clues.
A business card written in French, a broken piece of metal and a magical speakeasy hidden beneath the streets of Montreal. Can she figure it all out and find out what happened to her mother?
The race is on across the globe with other deadly players in hot pursuit of the young couple, and that team is playing for keeps. What exactly was her mother into?
Will the final clue lead to treasure or death?
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Monster Mash Book Giveaway Day 1
Welcome to the Deadhouse Book 1: Never Dead
“Why does the ghost have his head in the oven?” I groaned at the sight of Joey’s bony ass sticking out of the appliance. He hadn’t even opened the door.
Ex-burlesque dancer and aspiring author Tamara Garvey just had her world turned upside down.
Her best friend died and leaves her as guardian to a teenager. Now, not only is Tamara struggling with her new role but she is also charged with caring for the family home, the Ridaught Plantation known by the locals as the Dead House.
To her surprise, the place is already occupied by an angsty ghost named Joey who has a penchant for wearing her clothes and a fascination for paranormal movies and television shows. Tamara and Joey develop an unexpected friendship but questions remain about how and when he got there.
In an attempt to fit in with the suspicious small town residents, Tamara turns on the charm and decides to host a community wide Halloween party, right at the historic home.
Everything turns out great until the dead begin to show up too.
Can Tamara solve the secret of the Ridaught Plantation before it’s too late?
Can she protect Chloe from the dead who are assembling?
Or will they also become ghostly residents of the Dead House?
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Monster Mash Book Giveaway
Monster Mash Book Giveaway
The countdown to Halloween has begun! Here at LMBPN, we are starting the party early by offering a FREE book every day. Take a look at some of the treats coming your way.
Never Dead:
“Why does the ghost have his head in the oven?” I groaned at the sight of Joey’s bony ass sticking out of the appliance. He hadn’t even opened the door.
Ex-burlesque dancer and aspiring author Tamara Garvey just had her world turned upside down. Her best friend died and leaves her as guardian to a teenager. Now, not only is Tamara struggling with her new role but she is also charged with caring for the family home, the Ridaught Plantation known by the locals as the Dead House.
To her surprise, the place is already occupied by an angsty ghost named Joey who has a penchant for wearing her clothes and a fascination for paranormal movies and television shows. Tamara and Joey develop an unexpected friendship but questions remain about how and when he got there. In an attempt to fit in with the suspicious small town residents, Tamara turns on the charm and decides to host a community wide Halloween party, right at the historic home. Everything turns out great until the dead begin to show up too.
One Witch Too Few:
Lily Antony is a young witch playing in a very dangerous treasure hunt. She’s got to follow the clues her Mom left behind after her disappearance trekking the world. Maybe even put the pieces of her life back together with each one. First stop – get that cute guy, Romeo to help her out. Never hurts to have a werewolf along for the ride. Especially since Lily thinks her mom is still alive – and no one else does. Doubters gonna hate… and chase Lily and Romeo all over the world. Sounds like these doubters have something to hide?
Before she can even start, Lily loses everything she owns except for a Winnebago and a little bit of money. Doesn’t matter. This girl has a wand and a will to get the job done. Like mother, like witchy daughter. Together, Lily and Romeo head north in her Winnebago with the first real clues. A business card written in French, a broken piece of metal and a magical speakeasy hidden beneath the streets of Montreal. Can she figure it all out and find out what happened to her mother? The race is on across the globe with other deadly players in hot pursuit of the young couple, and that team is playing for keeps. What exactly was her mother into?
1939:
In the darkest of times… The most unlikely heroes emerge. Europe is on the verge of World War II. Frightened citizens are fleeing the continent in droves. One ocean liner, the Ruth, is desperately trying to get to safety in America. No one aboard knows about the predator who has stowed away. Her name is Narama. Thousands of years ago, she was human. Now she is…something very different. All she wants is solitude, and she’d hoped to find it in America. Then a German battlecruiser gets the Ruth in its sights and commands the ship to return to Europe. For the desperate passengers, all hope is lost. Narama hasn’t been in danger for a long time. It isn’t despair she feels but the cold savagery of a beast who refuses to become prey. A ship full of innocents. Hundreds of German soldiers. One predator stands between them… Meet the Huntress of Men.
Rogue:
She is crass, has attitude, drinks too much and is the only living agent working for Queen Victoria, the Paranormal Queen. In 1901, Queen Victoria passed away, and took over the responsibilities of the Paranormal Court. When Victoria ascends to the Paranormal Throne, she acquires the help of a human agent, code-named Rogue. For well over a hundred years, this human has helped settle problems between the normal and the paranormal worlds. Usually with massive displays of attitude and disrespect. And a really, really bodacious set of…guns. Now, Rogue has been sent to the Colonies to help stop a paranormal revolution. Is Rogue over her head, or is someone trying to pull a fast one on her? Either way, America better be ready, because this Paranormal Agent parties like it’s still 1899!
Blood Sine Qua Non:
I was finally getting used to life among the am’r (the name vampires use for themselves) in Romania, archiving a library of ancient texts, learning how to fight, and having lots of quality time with Sandu—who used to go by the name Dracula—perhaps you’ve heard of him? But then the dreams started. Bagamil, the maker of Sandu (and, ahem, also my lover—life has gotten a lot more exciting recently), was supposed to be on a mission to the am’r of South America, but he has been missing for months now, and those nightmares tell me that something is terribly wrong. So Sandu made rescue plans, and I insisted on coming along to help. But now I’ve been separated from all the am’r who are our allies, and I’m trapped in a booby-trapped cave system down at the bottom of the world, chased by enemy vampires with knives and guns—not fair! And I have two problems even on top of that! First, I’m now part-am’r, which makes me smell even more delicious to them, and secondly, well, there seems to be even more bad guys than expected down here, and they all seem to be holding some deep grudges against both Sandu and Bagamil. And they want revenge right now. How can I find my beloveds without falling into a trap or being taken captive by the hangry bad guys? Once we’re all together again, how do we figure some way out of all of this? If I’ve learned anything in my time amongst the am’r, it’s only going to be by fighting our way out…. (Book one of this Series Blood Ex Libris is also on sale for .99 ¢)
Initiate:
It was just one fight, but it changed Kaiden Jericho’s life forever. He was in a gang but was trying to change his future when a board member of the elite advanced academy NEXUS made a snap decision and offered him a chance. Then fate, or an unbalanced genius, offered him another. The Nexus Academy is for the elite trainees from Earth, and now trials from our alien allies, as they teach the future generation how to fight, lead, hack, spy, and many other talents and tactics. Hired by companies, governments and NGOs, these graduates work to pay off the massive debt their training at the academy accumulates. You don’t become the best of the best by staying alive. With the Animus, you are closer to perfection with each death you suffer. Kaiden Jericho would rather skip the death part, thank you very much.
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