tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90782193684484196572024-03-19T01:47:50.650-07:00KENYAN POET A den of book reviewsNumero Unohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03440460786191985286noreply@blogger.comBlogger1200125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9078219368448419657.post-77547150598678290592024-03-18T20:32:00.000-07:002024-03-18T20:34:47.893-07:00 IN ALL THINGS by Dr. John Neufeld <div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwZ6zB5EyyT7UMcENQQWDSfShjwUwn8wanDTie1WbUwGznJB49VQ2UeDgNPCvUKcksrjnoqZZMarCSaOkn7i2aC1JXXIn5ugIiOcSHFB0vDwjmDFqymIt5iBGLJTj6XJbURA7Glc0r_huTJ7YEISYdkxEK2LcH3hoQZ1PH5bOnMlhTpdVMulPAlD48A5U/s1200/TourBanner_In%20All%20Things.gif" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img alt="IN ALL THINGS by Dr. John Neufeld" border="0" data-original-height="670" data-original-width="1200" height="357" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwZ6zB5EyyT7UMcENQQWDSfShjwUwn8wanDTie1WbUwGznJB49VQ2UeDgNPCvUKcksrjnoqZZMarCSaOkn7i2aC1JXXIn5ugIiOcSHFB0vDwjmDFqymIt5iBGLJTj6XJbURA7Glc0r_huTJ7YEISYdkxEK2LcH3hoQZ1PH5bOnMlhTpdVMulPAlD48A5U/w640-h357/TourBanner_In%20All%20Things.gif" title="IN ALL THINGS by Dr. John Neufeld" width="640" /><span style="text-align: left;"> </span></span></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;">
This post is part of a virtual book tour organized by <a href="http://www.goddessfish.com">Goddess Fish Promotions</a>. The author will award a $10 Amazon/BN GC to a randomly drawn winner. Click on the tour banner to see the other stops on the tour.<br /></span><blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdsgGr6earjTofG6SFh40Ys6qgDaAvEN6RuIa9IX2KjyR0NdEpCaChiD81CeVOWJ3u4Wn-om_N2eBZdI3ISDOWNmnIaKneI8PYRHvi6Czrf5VbgkRqv_ccG46jtLeQuYC2kXWQnY_gXi_BvK4sxXcb-ClEyKYsWaBYhJjqXWVLp3YTBpjjk8zQy8jsNTg/s2752/BookCover%20In%20All%20Things%20%20God%27s%20Providence.jpg" style="clear: left; display: block; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; padding: 1em 0px; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img alt="IN ALL THINGS by Dr. John Neufeld" border="0" data-original-height="2752" data-original-width="1824" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdsgGr6earjTofG6SFh40Ys6qgDaAvEN6RuIa9IX2KjyR0NdEpCaChiD81CeVOWJ3u4Wn-om_N2eBZdI3ISDOWNmnIaKneI8PYRHvi6Czrf5VbgkRqv_ccG46jtLeQuYC2kXWQnY_gXi_BvK4sxXcb-ClEyKYsWaBYhJjqXWVLp3YTBpjjk8zQy8jsNTg/w212-h320/BookCover%20In%20All%20Things%20%20God's%20Providence.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"title="IN ALL THINGS by Dr. John Neufeld" width="212" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;">The issue of control is a central question of life. At work, in family, community clubs and schools, with the economy or international politics, the question is, "Is anyone in charge here?" Dr. John Neufeld demonstrates the Bible teaching of God's providence. We are assured that God's Hand is upon everything and everyone, without exception. Dr. John explores God's sustaining grip through the natural world and human endeavor, in pivotal matters or the seemingly trivial, the things we welcome and those we shun. He teaches the impact of God's sovereign rule upon our hearts, minds, work, worship, homes, and nation. We can live in the confidence that God is unfolding His purpose for time and eternity.<br /><br />
What people are saying about Dr. John Neufeld's teaching:<br /><br />
"This is such an important message for us today. Thank you, Dr. John, for your encouragement to view what is presently concerning us in the world from the perspective of God and His providence. That should take a huge weight off our shoulders!"</span></blockquote><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Read an Excerpt</b><br /><br />
The Creator is involved both in the world and in our lives, every moment of every day. How foolish when we only see His hand in miracles, for His hand is always around us. God speaks in creation and directs the properties of every created thing, both living and non-living. He not only causes them to exist and is responsible for their existence, but He also gives purpose to all. Yes, it really is true that all things are caused by God, for the purpose of His glory!<br /><br />
<b>About the Author: </b>Dr. John Neufeld, Bible teacher of Back to the Bible Canada, is well known both nationally and internationally for his excellence in expositional Bible teaching. Dr. Neufeld is passionate about bringing the truth of God's Word to life across Canada and beyond.<br /><br />
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">BLURB:</span></b><b><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuJ9Sz_VFhEPtlLuc4irF9s3TZgAnYu6Sfry8nKbOkvDdNkbyyPvIuxVLtMqARvg3LBMu9wAqCLc6BUNo-j_wu-eQoUstsG_rJOh_7-UAW5vYABf8fMepKMYDT3ll1q5jh0Qj-FRMO85UAvPa2GpxuU9ypnh9btzS5OEGL1Us8pUKNxzj4jNWafQvTGeI/s2700/BookCover_ATraceofRomanceEbookCoverUse.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="A TRACE OF ROMANCE Ann Swann ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ GENRE: Romance" border="0" data-original-height="2700" data-original-width="1800" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuJ9Sz_VFhEPtlLuc4irF9s3TZgAnYu6Sfry8nKbOkvDdNkbyyPvIuxVLtMqARvg3LBMu9wAqCLc6BUNo-j_wu-eQoUstsG_rJOh_7-UAW5vYABf8fMepKMYDT3ll1q5jh0Qj-FRMO85UAvPa2GpxuU9ypnh9btzS5OEGL1Us8pUKNxzj4jNWafQvTGeI/w213-h320/BookCover_ATraceofRomanceEbookCoverUse.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" title="A TRACE OF ROMANCE Ann Swann ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ GENRE: Romance" width="213" /></a></span></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">Laynie
& Trace. On the first day of her new second-grade school year in tiny Beach
Way, Oregon, Laynie and Trace became fast friends. Through the years, their
friendship deepened into young love. They did everything together. Then tragedy
took the life of his beloved sister, and because of the circumstances of her
death, Trace felt compelled to move as far from Beach Way as possible. Laynie
was left behind, heartbroken, and alone. But she was no quitter. She picked
herself up and, with her family’s help, made a wonderful new life for herself.
She heard he’d done the same down in Texas. But now he was back, standing in her precious flower shop doorway, taking up all the space the same way
he’d always done. Her Trace, larger than life. What was he doing here, after
all this time?</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"" style="text-align: center;"> </span></div></span><p></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">~~~~~~~~~~~~~</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"" style="text-align: left;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">EXCERPT</span></b><b><span face=""Arial","sans-serif""> </span></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"">As he clasped
her to his chest, the steady beat of Trace’s big heart finally began to calm
her. It thumped strong and solid, just the way she remembered.</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"">They stood
that way, her cheek to his chest, for aeons—or at least a split second—until she
finally gained a measure of control and pushed herself lightly away. “I still
can’t believe it’s you.”</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"">“I’m an
idiot,” he said. “I’ve missed you. All these years—”</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"">“No,” Laynie
shook her head. “Don’t say that.” She cleared the stupid tears collecting in
the back of her throat and managed to get herself around the end of the counter
so that it was physically between them.</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="font-size: medium;">Trace ducked
his head and rubbed the edge of his thumb along the corner of his mouth, a
small gesture she knew well, which meant he was contemplating what to say
next. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif""> </span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">Keeping
herself carefully out of his reach, Laynie said, “I’m closing up now.” She
pulled the door open, surprised as a big gust of cold air shivered its way
inside, setting the red bubble hearts away.</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="font-size: medium;">She aimed her
key fob at the Jeep and started the engine. Opening the shop door hadn’t been
necessary, but her mind was scattered, running on instinct.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="font-size: medium;">She needed
him to go, but she wanted him to stay. Wanted him to somehow turn back time.
Turn back the years to the Trace he’d been before the tragedy that had changed
all their lives. Back to the Trace she’d loved and lost.</span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">~~~~~~~~~~~~~</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">AUTHOR Bio and Links:</span></b><b><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></b></span><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOXWSB8A9CqK55mt4a52gvhZUTKWFdI8sPSLT601qm4ImEACW0-GOPxpaW0bX6xpQGeNeqydC0gqtE90jV3L1FH2ppMeeJf9_tYTY1F8ST6NiwSymdc7cbFKu6HxIjoF_IHuCN_g0rw8xOUxcqSJLu4fa7bQdUVonX8wPm0FPkc-7fFvo14NJF1NXWwe8/s1122/Author%20Image.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="A TRACE OF ROMANCE Ann Swann ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ GENRE: Romance" border="0" data-original-height="1122" data-original-width="927" height="262" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOXWSB8A9CqK55mt4a52gvhZUTKWFdI8sPSLT601qm4ImEACW0-GOPxpaW0bX6xpQGeNeqydC0gqtE90jV3L1FH2ppMeeJf9_tYTY1F8ST6NiwSymdc7cbFKu6HxIjoF_IHuCN_g0rw8xOUxcqSJLu4fa7bQdUVonX8wPm0FPkc-7fFvo14NJF1NXWwe8/w216-h262/Author%20Image.jpeg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" title="A TRACE OF ROMANCE Ann Swann ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ GENRE: Romance" width="216" /></a></span></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">Ann has been a writer since junior high
school, but to pay the bills she’s waited tables, delivered newspapers, cleaned
other people's houses, taught school, and even had a short stint as a secretary
in a rock-n-roll radio station. She also worked as a 911 operator and a police
dispatcher.</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></div></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: medium;">Ann’s
stories began to win awards in her college days. Since then she’s published
novels, novellas, and short stories. But even if no one ever bought another
book, Ann wouldn’t stop writing. For her, it’s the cathartic pause in a
sometimes-crazy world. Most of the time, it even keeps her sane.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: medium;">by Fatemah Mirza<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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brothers fight the monsters who killed their family and uncover a
dark secret that could destroy a kingdom.</span></div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif"><span><b>Reckoning
</b></span></span>
</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: medium;">A
Darkhurst Novel Book 3</span></span></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif"><span>by
Gail Z. Martin </span></span>
</span></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif"><span>Genre:
Dark Epic Fantasy Adventure </span></span>
</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://www.silverdaggertours.com/uploads/8/2/5/5/82557464/darkhurstseries-about-the-book_orig.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="126" data-original-width="505" height="80" src="https://www.silverdaggertours.com/uploads/8/2/5/5/82557464/darkhurstseries-about-the-book_orig.png" width="320" /></a></span></div><p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
<span face="Calibri, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: medium;">Undertaker
brothers fight the monsters who killed their family and uncover a
dark secret that could destroy a kingdom.</span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://www.silverdaggertours.com/uploads/8/2/5/5/82557464/3-reckoning-ebook_orig.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="Reckoning A Darkhurst Novel Book 3 by Gail Z. Martin Genre: Dark Epic Fantasy Adventure" border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="484" height="400" src="https://www.silverdaggertours.com/uploads/8/2/5/5/82557464/3-reckoning-ebook_orig.png" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" title="Reckoning A Darkhurst Novel Book 3 by Gail Z. Martin Genre: Dark Epic Fantasy Adventure" width="323" /></a></span><span style="font-size: medium;"></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">When Corran, Rigan, and their
friends became outlaw monster hunters and fled beyond the walls of
Ravenwood City, they thought they had defeated the source of the
abominations that killed so many of their friends and loved ones. But
the more successful they become at destroying the creatures, the more
they realize that greater evil is at work—larger and more
terrifying than they ever imagined.</span></div><p></p>
<p style="border: none; padding: 0in; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">The city-state of Ravenwood is
wealthy, powerful, and corrupt. Ambitious and ruthless leaders use
betrayal and assassination to gain their ends. Blood magic conjures
monsters to further the goals of the ruling class and stolen power
is paid for by the deaths of commoners. But now the magic extracts
too high a toll, merchant princes scheme against each other,
smugglers and pirates threaten the trade that holds the kingdom
together, and old alliances shatter. Darkhurst’s wastrel king seems
ill-suited to stop the collapse of the merchant league and the
kingdom itself.</span></p>
<p style="border: none; padding: 0in; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">When fanatic priests begin a
reign of terror to summon ravenous beings and cause the unmaking of
the world, Corran, Rigan, and their friends face an impossible task.
They must bind the monstrous First Being, stop the priests from
bringing about their blood-soaked reckoning, and put a king on the
throne that will end the cull forever. The price of failure is the
destruction of Darkhurst and the world itself.</span></p>
<p style="border: none; padding: 0in; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Reckoning is the fast-paced,
action-packed conclusion to a monster-filled fantasy adventure with
non-stop twists and turns, loyal brothers, found family, forbidden
magic, vengeful ghosts, high-stakes intrigue, and dangerous secrets
set in a vibrantly visualized world.</span></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B0CT2D5ZKG">Amazon</a>
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<span face="Calibri, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Vengeance</b></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: medium;">A
Darkhurst Novel Book 2</span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: medium;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://www.silverdaggertours.com/uploads/8/2/5/5/82557464/darkhurstseries-about-the-book_orig.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="126" data-original-width="505" height="80" src="https://www.silverdaggertours.com/uploads/8/2/5/5/82557464/darkhurstseries-about-the-book_orig.png" width="320" /></a></span></span></div><p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif"><span><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://www.silverdaggertours.com/uploads/8/2/5/5/82557464/2-vengeance-ebook_orig.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="Reckoning A Darkhurst Novel Book 3 by Gail Z. Martin Genre: Dark Epic Fantasy Adventure" border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="484" height="400" src="https://www.silverdaggertours.com/uploads/8/2/5/5/82557464/2-vengeance-ebook_orig.png" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" title="Reckoning A Darkhurst Novel Book 3 by Gail Z. Martin Genre: Dark Epic Fantasy Adventure" width="323" /></a></span></span></span></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif"><span>Fighting
the monsters that killed their family and friends cost undertaker
brothers Corran and Rigan Valmonde their home and livelihood and made
them want men—but the worst is yet to come.</span></span></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif"><span>
<div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">The
city-state of Ravenwood is wealthy, powerful, and corrupt. Merchant
Princes and Guild Masters wager fortune to outmanoeuvre League rivals
for the king’s favour and the best trading terms. Ambitious and
ruthless leaders use betrayal and assassination to gain their ends.
Blood magic conjures monsters to further the goals of the ruling
class, and the price of stolen power is paid for by the deaths of
commoners. Now, the fate of Ravenwood hangs in the balance as rival
city-states manoeuvre to gain an advantage.</div>
<div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">When Corran Rigan and their friends became outlaw monster hunters and fled beyond
the walls of Ravenwood City, they thought they had defeated the
source of the abominations that killed so many of their friends and
loved ones. But the more successful they become at destroying the
creatures, the more they realize a greater evil is at work – larger
and more monstrous than they ever could imagine…</div></span></span></span><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B07FK348NK">Amazon</a>
* <a href="https://www.amazon.com/Vengeance-Gail-Z-Martin-audiobook/dp/B07GZGPM7M">Audiobook</a>
* <a href="https://www.audible.com/pd/Vengeance-Audiobook/1541449916">Audible</a>
* <a href="https://books.apple.com/us/book/vengeance/id1411465341">Apple</a>
* <a href="https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/vengeance-johnny-martin/1127330865?ean=2940164621285">B&N</a>
* <a href="https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/vengeance-173">Kobo</a> *
<a href="https://www.bookbub.com/books/vengeance-darkhurst-2-by-gail-z-martin">Bookbub</a>
* <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/40793331-vengeance">Goodreads</a></span></b></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><br /></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.silverdaggertours.com/uploads/8/2/5/5/82557464/1-scourge-ebook_orig.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif"><span><b>Scourge
</b></span></span>
</span></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: medium;">A
Darkhurst Novel Book 1</span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: medium;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://www.silverdaggertours.com/uploads/8/2/5/5/82557464/darkhurstseries-about-the-book_orig.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="126" data-original-width="505" height="80" src="https://www.silverdaggertours.com/uploads/8/2/5/5/82557464/darkhurstseries-about-the-book_orig.png" width="320" /></a></span></span></div><p></p><p style="border: none; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal; margin-bottom: 0.15in; padding: 0in;">
<span color="#"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Three
undertaker brothers fight the monsters who killed their family—and
uncover a plot larger and far more dangerous than they ever imagined.</b></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img alt="Reckoning A Darkhurst Novel Book 3 by Gail Z. Martin Genre: Dark Epic Fantasy Adventure" border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="484" height="400" src="https://www.silverdaggertours.com/uploads/8/2/5/5/82557464/1-scourge-ebook_orig.png" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" title="Reckoning A Darkhurst Novel Book 3 by Gail Z. Martin Genre: Dark Epic Fantasy Adventure" width="323" /></span>
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<span color="#"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: medium;">In
a city beset by monsters, three brothers must find out who controls the abominations. The city-state of Ravenwood is wealthy,
powerful, and corrupt. Merchant princes and guild masters wager
fortunes to outmanoeuvre League rivals for the king’s favour and
advantageous trading terms. Lord Mayor Ellor Machison wields
assassins, blood witches, and forbidden magic to ensure his
powerful patrons get what they want, no matter the cost.</span></span></span></p>
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<span color="#"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: medium;">Corran,
Rigan, and Kell Valmonde are guild undertakers left to run their
family’s business when guards murder their father and monsters
kill their mother. Their grave magic enables them to help souls
pass to the After and banish vengeful spirits. Rigan’s magic is
powerful and enables him to hear the confessions of the dead,
the secrets that would otherwise be taken to the grave.</span></span></span></p>
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<span color="#"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: medium;">When
the toll exacted by monsters and brutal guards hits close to home,
and ghosts expose the hidden sins of powerful men, Corran, Rigan, and
Kell become targets in a deadly game and face a choice: obey the
guild or fight back and risk everything.</span></span></span></p>
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<span color="#"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: medium;">Scourge
is a fast-paced, action-packed, monster-filled fantasy adventure with
non-stop twists and turns, loyal brothers, found family, forbidden
magic, vengeful ghosts, high-stakes intrigue, and dangerous secrets
set in a vibrantly visualized world.</span></span></span></p>
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<span color="#"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: medium;">Gail
Z. Martin writes urban fantasy, epic fantasy, steampunk and more for
Solaris Books, Orbit Books, Falstaff Books, SOL Publishing and
Darkwind Press. Urban fantasy series include Deadly Curiosities and
the Night Vigil (Sons of Darkness). Epic fantasy series include
Darkhurst, the Chronicles Of The Necromancer, the Fallen Kings Cycle,
the Ascendant Kingdoms Saga, and the Assassins of Landria.</span></span></span></p>
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<span color="#"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: medium;">Together
with Larry N. Martin, she is the co-author of Iron & Blood, Storm
& Fury (both Steampunk/alternate history), the Spells Salt and
Steel comedic horror series, the Roaring Twenties monster hunter Joe
Mack Shadow Council series, and the Wasteland Marshals near-future
post-apocalyptic series. As Morgan Brice, she writes urban fantasy MM
paranormal romance, with the Witchbane, Badlands, Treasure Trail,
Kings of the Mountain and Fox Hollow series. Gail is also a
con-runner for ConTinual, the online, ongoing multi-genre convention
that never ends.</span></span></span></p>
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Numero Unohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03440460786191985286noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9078219368448419657.post-61890862284638005402024-03-11T20:35:00.000-07:002024-03-11T20:35:00.127-07:00 LATENCY by Nathaniel Koszer <p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW5xkQyo-B1E5DfAOsF9OvGo7ofXSKi9A0uiYanrLBRvmGq1VRHTZ1x96g3sueC41aWmoFe1JjZsbvsvbEKOBC6xphLErQsbMEerV9qNto4fmci-FZrSWrzDvfq7pACRWKqETcaTDrYVPVeFBCpvTP3INoQpBTvdtkX27rSbHSpBmM98e7W1m-vcXZliQ/s1200/TourBanner_Latency.gif" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img alt="LATENCY by Nathaniel Koszer ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ GENRE: Sci-Fi biotech" border="0" data-original-height="670" data-original-width="1200" height="358" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW5xkQyo-B1E5DfAOsF9OvGo7ofXSKi9A0uiYanrLBRvmGq1VRHTZ1x96g3sueC41aWmoFe1JjZsbvsvbEKOBC6xphLErQsbMEerV9qNto4fmci-FZrSWrzDvfq7pACRWKqETcaTDrYVPVeFBCpvTP3INoQpBTvdtkX27rSbHSpBmM98e7W1m-vcXZliQ/w640-h358/TourBanner_Latency.gif" title="LATENCY by Nathaniel Koszer ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ GENRE: Sci-Fi biotech" width="640" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> <span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span><b><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">LATENCY</span></b></span></div><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">by Nathaniel Koszer</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">~~~~~~~~~~~~~</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">GENRE</span></b><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">: Sci-Fi biotech</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"" style="text-align: center;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">~~~~~~~~~~~~~</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"" style="text-align: left;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">BLURB:</span></b><b><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8Gm_8CXbiiimK2qzQEPou3uek6A1Vp67lQRVPPnFldFkpDeqZ6X_J6plzsKiJqHrTg1Kl-tfyhrGm7roTFzjK9q5kRLI3iPnRet7kQWEIQ2oLW1VA4DrRTOQLLEKbGqcxX641v1vqq5tYEwve3-oWrrRJyJl4WzAldYZgoa6B6HsA-kvbcc4W_Wk0l1o/s1536/BookCover_Latency.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img alt="LATENCY by Nathaniel Koszer ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ GENRE: Sci-Fi biotech" border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="991" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8Gm_8CXbiiimK2qzQEPou3uek6A1Vp67lQRVPPnFldFkpDeqZ6X_J6plzsKiJqHrTg1Kl-tfyhrGm7roTFzjK9q5kRLI3iPnRet7kQWEIQ2oLW1VA4DrRTOQLLEKbGqcxX641v1vqq5tYEwve3-oWrrRJyJl4WzAldYZgoa6B6HsA-kvbcc4W_Wk0l1o/w206-h320/BookCover_Latency.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" title="LATENCY by Nathaniel Koszer ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ GENRE: Sci-Fi biotech" width="206" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: justify;">Sera
is a LO-EC, a human who gained superpowers as an unintended side effect of a
biotechnological breakthrough. Her unique abilities allowed her to survive
while others like her, including her parents, were exterminated by a world
government fearful of their potential.<span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></div></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">After
decades of hiding, she meets Naren, another superpowered survivor who has
infiltrated the ranks of the military. Together, they form a plan to unite with
other surviving LO-ECs, claim vengeance against the forces who murdered their
families, and ultimately stoke a worldwide rebellion against the government
that wanted them dead.</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">The
entirety of 26th-century Earth’s armed forces stand in their way: Soldiers
equipped with terrifying weaponry, armies with electromagnetic cannons,
merciless bloodthirsty androids, and Spidre, the World Leader with unnatural
abilities of his own. The world brought Sera and the other LO-ECs pain and
loss, and they’re determined to return it in kind.</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"" style="text-align: center;"> </span></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">~~~~~~~~~~~~~</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"" style="text-align: left;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">EXCERPT</span></b><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"">In the
basement of a skyscraper hundreds of stories high, a constant shaking and
groaning accompanied the cacophony of breaking glass and falling bricks from
the street above. A man and a woman had spent the night here, fearing those
sounds meant their building was on the verge of collapse. Finally, the sun rose
and the sounds gave way to stillness. The death of the noises gave life to new
fears, in that now the man and woman had to take action.</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"">“Are there
any sort of supplies on the cycles?” the man asked. He was bleary-eyed, his
face was flush, and even the simple task of standing up seemed to be a
struggle.</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"">“I doubt it,”
the woman replied, her expression as beleaguered as his. “And you’re sure there
was nothing in these boxes?” she continued, glancing around the small storage
room.</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"">The man shook
his head. “Just lots of cleaning supplies. And we can’t risk going back
upstairs,” he replied. “I can’t even hear the big one lumbering around, that
has to mean they’re searching another building. We need to move now. We’ll
worry about supplies after we get out of New Orleans, and after it feels safe.”</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"">The woman
nodded and walked over to one smaller pile of boxes. She pulled them away and
the room lit up in an orange glow. The boxes had been covering a young girl, no
more than six years old, whose skin had trails of orange light swirling across
her arms, legs, and face.</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="font-size: medium;">“We need to
leave, sweetie. We’re going to find our cycles in the garage, Ok?”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif""> </span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">The little
girl nodded.</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"">“Do you
remember that woman? Alison?” she asked the girl. “Do you remember where she
and her friends live?”</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"">The little
girl nodded slowly, while the man’s face furrowed with scepticism.</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"">“If anything
happens to us, you go straight to her. Do you understand?”</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"">“She can’t go
to them!” the man exclaimed in an elevated whisper. “They’re a bunch of
fanatics!”</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"">“They are,
but they will keep her safe!” the woman responded</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span><b><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></b></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: medium;">~~~~~~~~~~~~~</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>Latency virtual book tour <o:p></o:p></i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i> About a
year ago, a journey down the YouTube rabbit hole led me to a channel called
Green Mountain Metal Detecting. As the name would suggest, the channel follows
the adventures of a metal detectorist named Brad as he explores the Green Mountains
in Vermont. Brad’s calming voice and gorgeous B-role footage made the videos
very soothing, but at the same time it was very exciting when he found
something unique or historical. Little did I know, watching that calm but interesting
video one year ago, that it would lead me to one of the craziest days of my
life.<o:p></o:p></i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i> I found a
metal detector on sale at half price about a month ago, and jumped at the
chance to finally get into the hobby myself without making my wallet suffer. I
got my metal detecting permit from NYC’s Parks Department, and started
exploring the parks around my neighborhood. I found some interesting the
things, the coolest of which is the mercury dime pictured below. It was minted
in 1939. Back then dimes were made of 90% silver, so this dime is now worth
almost $3!<o:p></o:p></i></span></p><span style="font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><i><br /></i></div></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaz1sYXXGUZXfcb1OZMM_Q9LIKbw0pw9bZ2x306SMco8dtfvYdYEJqK8csO8DzPNl-o7hmAiQ10VYAvKbYXCSn0Kvr0otsCeTUCzOjRffVXKCeAg-1p9AoZO_-dlUhcMcRZbfF6bccxOoNYvcZbo229DyYr2q-TECM7ga8wZb3OmbUBGYbP-75xUzEDWI/s706/BookCover_Latency.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i><img border="0" data-original-height="683" data-original-width="706" height="310" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaz1sYXXGUZXfcb1OZMM_Q9LIKbw0pw9bZ2x306SMco8dtfvYdYEJqK8csO8DzPNl-o7hmAiQ10VYAvKbYXCSn0Kvr0otsCeTUCzOjRffVXKCeAg-1p9AoZO_-dlUhcMcRZbfF6bccxOoNYvcZbo229DyYr2q-TECM7ga8wZb3OmbUBGYbP-75xUzEDWI/s320/BookCover_Latency.jpg" width="320" /></i></span></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><i><br /></i></div></span><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>Today for this blog post, I thought
I’d go out to a new area and take you through the journey as I found things. I
thought that at best, I could end the post with another silver coin and that
would be epic. Let’s just say my expectations were shattered.<o:p></o:p></i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>I had heard that there were ruins
of an old house in one part of the park, so I detected as I made my way there.
It was on that first leg of the walk that I found these:<o:p></o:p></i></span></p><span style="font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><i><br /></i></div></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjz4CiFkYDETgWN_f1eQw_ADxhXaxFtXGC3ADoJ6QIwochOWpM__sdYpC7-hNMmkzkYqkvqNEima7MsWmRkBiFdrTyS-TAR8yEiDuWwWEpG89owLEjx-m-6SNbNLziC9_ZjFPhS4NrF0GBhJ_h2NyNRtCS_rz1Dh6Mta5DwtiuocM4GnhOVRTwjC0IDwA/s851/BookCover_Latency.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i><img border="0" data-original-height="638" data-original-width="851" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjz4CiFkYDETgWN_f1eQw_ADxhXaxFtXGC3ADoJ6QIwochOWpM__sdYpC7-hNMmkzkYqkvqNEima7MsWmRkBiFdrTyS-TAR8yEiDuWwWEpG89owLEjx-m-6SNbNLziC9_ZjFPhS4NrF0GBhJ_h2NyNRtCS_rz1Dh6Mta5DwtiuocM4GnhOVRTwjC0IDwA/s320/BookCover_Latency.jpg" width="320" /></i></span></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><i><br /></i></div></span><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>On the left is a paint scraper, and
on the right is, according to Google, the tines of a rotary cultivator (the
spiky parts spin). Having never seen a rotary cultivator in my life I thought
it was a cool find, but it’s apparently modern, probably dropped by the Parks
Department at some point recently.<o:p></o:p></i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>The next find was much closer to
the old house, and much older, but not particularly interesting:<o:p></o:p></i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i> <span style="text-indent: 0.5in;"> </span></i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk4FYss03CvTAOT7ZFx631KoWWZ9zfeyd4Ro4KmoFUH_Krb9At6oynJ4JDU2ml-pZ0Njkc6r0BvGvSGOI_9qEY8lvSIQ_toJ3YUrQB9_8jWo6uvxqThckU6iHSkACycNT5QZGPDGWLMpazDpcpLCRsw8EDt5u_R24Hv0L3AJbrU_psCKvJQP-8ckdJNlM/s688/BookCover_Latency.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i><img border="0" data-original-height="516" data-original-width="688" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk4FYss03CvTAOT7ZFx631KoWWZ9zfeyd4Ro4KmoFUH_Krb9At6oynJ4JDU2ml-pZ0Njkc6r0BvGvSGOI_9qEY8lvSIQ_toJ3YUrQB9_8jWo6uvxqThckU6iHSkACycNT5QZGPDGWLMpazDpcpLCRsw8EDt5u_R24Hv0L3AJbrU_psCKvJQP-8ckdJNlM/s320/BookCover_Latency.jpg" width="320" /></i></span></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><i><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><o:p></o:p></i></span><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>At last I finally made it to the
house! Or at least what’s left of it:<o:p></o:p></i></span></p><span style="font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><i><br /></i></div></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2lEAfbgzqzo0sfDnX6oNTtfAA69EdPw96Cx3EYzXteZ8_RE2dI5tNFUspfYLYC7DRqDD1FowWEJf_jGxGlrn91NEBqiY90NU4I2FSGXHBWukylVpKSR6jmWfC9vszg3XrkFRrPB2OSRX5QxI9BtBewzv2il5mYGDqDdhFb8v3O0TdZEas9OvsudkdE0g/s880/BookCover_Latency.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i><img border="0" data-original-height="660" data-original-width="880" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2lEAfbgzqzo0sfDnX6oNTtfAA69EdPw96Cx3EYzXteZ8_RE2dI5tNFUspfYLYC7DRqDD1FowWEJf_jGxGlrn91NEBqiY90NU4I2FSGXHBWukylVpKSR6jmWfC9vszg3XrkFRrPB2OSRX5QxI9BtBewzv2il5mYGDqDdhFb8v3O0TdZEas9OvsudkdE0g/s320/BookCover_Latency.jpg" width="320" /></i></span></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><i><br /></i></div></span><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>My first find at the house was the
least exciting yet, a very muddy piece of unidentifiable iron (the black thing
is the plastic trowel I use to dig):<o:p></o:p></i></span></p><span style="font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><i><br /></i></div></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_uTAfL7TuMzZUPB9-OIHCtvHg1Ij9X0gORiwKo3npTx7UKWZqM9yqoL_TXHJDTsxzMYhPAvUdzMBSC44m42dgG0eaWA6YnleWpEXBINDxXrnRdJ4k_vwHP5KmMUUDxcYnc_agt3kGBwucEsHQzgBwaigDSpiFnnZBCmSkHMRQ8c0xuWcNo6jbLQZp-68/s959/BookCover_Latency.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i><img border="0" data-original-height="719" data-original-width="959" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_uTAfL7TuMzZUPB9-OIHCtvHg1Ij9X0gORiwKo3npTx7UKWZqM9yqoL_TXHJDTsxzMYhPAvUdzMBSC44m42dgG0eaWA6YnleWpEXBINDxXrnRdJ4k_vwHP5KmMUUDxcYnc_agt3kGBwucEsHQzgBwaigDSpiFnnZBCmSkHMRQ8c0xuWcNo6jbLQZp-68/s320/BookCover_Latency.jpg" width="320" /></i></span></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><i><br /></i></div></span><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>I detected right next to the wall
and got another hit! This one was, yellow…and buried under too much other stuff
to actually pull out of the ground.<o:p></o:p></i></span></p><span style="font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><i><br /></i></div></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMRGnXEDs66DZEfo_rnR-Oskyp71pLpALLnaoP_4nSyMKw8NER_Enh_F0qOQz4VxXD6UNbb2IGrK-7AmmGnPBcKZITjj6kTkRNFCCO4mrm8uhTua4FD7KALOlvHMRUhbUwL8UjLrKKhRJde-Jk8gtpOscRSLUPw5KUUmRCtoExURWhhr_hIjIFGxpJ2zg/s726/BookCover_Latency.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i><img border="0" data-original-height="647" data-original-width="726" height="285" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMRGnXEDs66DZEfo_rnR-Oskyp71pLpALLnaoP_4nSyMKw8NER_Enh_F0qOQz4VxXD6UNbb2IGrK-7AmmGnPBcKZITjj6kTkRNFCCO4mrm8uhTua4FD7KALOlvHMRUhbUwL8UjLrKKhRJde-Jk8gtpOscRSLUPw5KUUmRCtoExURWhhr_hIjIFGxpJ2zg/s320/BookCover_Latency.jpg" width="320" /></i></span></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><i><br /></i></div></span><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>I climbed up above the ruins, to a
spot that looked like would have been just outside the house when it was still
standing, I immediately got a hit, but what is it?<o:p></o:p></i></span></p><span style="font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><i><br /></i></div></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-7Mu1bNLRuRf4sF_NLMlu034LFw5IrRv2clpKBsV9JMM_iban19USSBzSVTES_tGyRYnFcQ43OxI2DoqwF7SjW7icSnqpmXh0bFvXpyIp6uGYODc511hZa2tDPYb_JewMDODFQCTiSmtfqrckGUHyycqlUzofkaio6lpQT897wfnI6n2fKKJQdssvhRg/s990/BookCover_Latency.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i><img border="0" data-original-height="743" data-original-width="990" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-7Mu1bNLRuRf4sF_NLMlu034LFw5IrRv2clpKBsV9JMM_iban19USSBzSVTES_tGyRYnFcQ43OxI2DoqwF7SjW7icSnqpmXh0bFvXpyIp6uGYODc511hZa2tDPYb_JewMDODFQCTiSmtfqrckGUHyycqlUzofkaio6lpQT897wfnI6n2fKKJQdssvhRg/s320/BookCover_Latency.jpg" width="320" /></i></span></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><i><br /></i></div></span><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>From the pom-pom on top I
eventually realized I was looking at a winter hat, one that had been decomposing
for quite a while. I moved the hat away, thinking the metal object was buried
somewhere under it, but was shocked when it was the hat itself that was making
the detector go off! I picked up the hat by the pom-pom and this came tumbling
out (Warning – the next photo is of a firearm):<o:p></o:p></i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>(Warning – the next photo is of a firearm):<o:p></o:p></i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>(Warning – the next photo is of a firearm):<o:p></o:p></i></span></p><span style="font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><i><br /></i></div></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJviAPVr8AKcQCJ4XBJ81ykalz0_oaXtDuTZGUtYzWp-HJGuL0E0guN8YIF61P7LfvjWxUa8Z-zAHS5xSwwORcZTpjV8-mmFrTwIf3Dt6FVRkDUb9g0jrZS8LkskAuHaNTzRC3KvSk1T_ODadZ3SIUMh8KUWJva7guEytcIWuxTUqgy2LoC2NDtpphuzM/s973/BookCover_Latency.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i><img border="0" data-original-height="729" data-original-width="973" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJviAPVr8AKcQCJ4XBJ81ykalz0_oaXtDuTZGUtYzWp-HJGuL0E0guN8YIF61P7LfvjWxUa8Z-zAHS5xSwwORcZTpjV8-mmFrTwIf3Dt6FVRkDUb9g0jrZS8LkskAuHaNTzRC3KvSk1T_ODadZ3SIUMh8KUWJva7guEytcIWuxTUqgy2LoC2NDtpphuzM/s320/BookCover_Latency.jpg" width="320" /></i></span></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><i><br /></i></div></span><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>I am not a gun owner, and it is
historically very difficult to legally own a handgun in New York City, so
needless to say I was floored when this thing was sitting at my feet. After a
few “Holy shit holy shit holy shit” in a row, I did what I’m pretty sure anyone
else in my situation would do; I looked to see if anyone else was around (there
wasn’t), thought about keeping the gun, then realized that was a stupid fucking
idea and called the police. If it was wrapped in a winter hat and hidden behind
an old wall, it was done intentionally, and whoever put it there probably
didn’t use it with good intentions. <o:p></o:p></i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>The police came and confirmed that
it was a Glock something (I didn’t catch the number they said), and that it was
reported stolen in another precinct in 2017! My half-price metal detector broke
open a seven-freaking-year-old cold case! Here is a photo of the cop as he ID’d
the gun, which you can see still sitting upside down near his feet.<o:p></o:p></i></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEX5czpWS7MmO86FUR5aiciEOTu0lQtkxelm8PE-s7KgoF12YvUE-4nW9CIgWIFnD7UpVfA6AZWsOgxLatPUqYl4mQwaCP9SS9JPUvcJaw_c5FTgHNQEfCD53nUUYPlr8Xj8eZFr-dQnspErtQkNDEFYH3nya-WTyXadbIgSdY8yhqMTG3h3jmiQd19h8/s882/BookCover_Latency.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i><img border="0" data-original-height="630" data-original-width="882" height="229" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEX5czpWS7MmO86FUR5aiciEOTu0lQtkxelm8PE-s7KgoF12YvUE-4nW9CIgWIFnD7UpVfA6AZWsOgxLatPUqYl4mQwaCP9SS9JPUvcJaw_c5FTgHNQEfCD53nUUYPlr8Xj8eZFr-dQnspErtQkNDEFYH3nya-WTyXadbIgSdY8yhqMTG3h3jmiQd19h8/s320/BookCover_Latency.jpg" width="320" /></i></span></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><i><br /></i></div></span><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>Given the nature of the revelation
(if a gun was stolen and then hidden, it was almost certainly involved in a
violent crime in between), the police asked me to come to the precinct to give
a statement to their detectives, and I obliged. I took my very first ride in
the back of a police car and then waited for a few minutes while staring at
this lovely view:<o:p></o:p></i></span></p><span style="font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><i><br /></i></div></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaHHAdkNvh641HlccFRPrlrVl16MWZi4nMqPvsA9EMGo0jHWOlBErnrAD2NbXajkeB5f4bD6lQ8yrKnmMt7fXrvFUAK5KzjNrNWqSt1Lua5toSSaZd34pN79c-YqQDCK2mvOJjz4Q4mPKCDRzlDQvukK1eiD3kNfMBMVOGI1sPDw6GpRusosgoa240L-w/s949/BookCover_Latency.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i><img border="0" data-original-height="712" data-original-width="949" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaHHAdkNvh641HlccFRPrlrVl16MWZi4nMqPvsA9EMGo0jHWOlBErnrAD2NbXajkeB5f4bD6lQ8yrKnmMt7fXrvFUAK5KzjNrNWqSt1Lua5toSSaZd34pN79c-YqQDCK2mvOJjz4Q4mPKCDRzlDQvukK1eiD3kNfMBMVOGI1sPDw6GpRusosgoa240L-w/s320/BookCover_Latency.jpg" width="320" /></i></span></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><i><br /></i></div></span><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>Eventually I was brought upstairs
to talk with the detective, and that conversation lasted all of about ninety
seconds because I’m literally just a novice metal detectorist who stumbled on a
find many in the hobby will never experience in their whole lives. I did wind
up getting a cool souvenir out of the ordeal though, an NYPD Detective Squad
business card:</i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>So that’s how a mild-mannered
youtuber I watched one year ago led to an absolutely bonkers day today. In case
you are wondering, I do still plan to continue metal detecting, I’ll just stay
away from deteriorating winter hats for a while.<o:p></o:p></i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: medium;"><i>
</i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>Check out Green Mountain Metal
Detecting (at your own risk) at this link: <a href="about:blank">https://www.youtube.com/@GMMD</a></i><o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: medium;">~~~~~~~~~~~~~</span></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKW3OtcI3bnRShOs2M1pVdw6ftvlVFsyjR_ONLECRj1f4tsczeMGz688IFYTPVzvSx0AWi91maKCMbhuXoIqPai6QJC91mMFRqIcePwwGLIwIFkw4HaXyU-cjFmkzVaioyCz0F0ZraOHTNFr6pMRoTydUhFswcnf82SZm7FpKK6MuWoggTAx3gqksP3Tc/s1536/Author%20Image.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img alt="LATENCY by Nathaniel Koszer ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ GENRE: Sci-Fi biotech" border="0" data-original-height="1154" data-original-width="1536" height="178" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKW3OtcI3bnRShOs2M1pVdw6ftvlVFsyjR_ONLECRj1f4tsczeMGz688IFYTPVzvSx0AWi91maKCMbhuXoIqPai6QJC91mMFRqIcePwwGLIwIFkw4HaXyU-cjFmkzVaioyCz0F0ZraOHTNFr6pMRoTydUhFswcnf82SZm7FpKK6MuWoggTAx3gqksP3Tc/w237-h178/Author%20Image.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" title="LATENCY by Nathaniel Koszer ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ GENRE: Sci-Fi biotech" width="237" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: justify;">Nate
grew up in Brooklyn NY, but now calls the Bronx home along with his wife and
their sons. Nate grew up on all things sci-fi. Partly due to his chronic
illness, Nate always had a special place in his heart for the X-Men, and
especially the invulnerable Wolverine. This was heavy inspiration for his first
novel, Latency a superhero sci-fi story to be released March 5, 2024.<span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></div></span><p></p>
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<b>Read an Excerpt</b> <br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Gazes from Pablo Picasso are like brushstrokes. Some are long, lingering, and full of texture and pigment. Some are short, shallow, and even accidental. His gaze on me now falls somewhere between the two.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Once, his gaze would have found enough for an entire painting. He would have seen flesh, and the bone and muscle under the flesh, the question or certainty of the eyes. He would have seen past, present, and future and painted them in a way that made time irrelevant.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Yes, that was how he pained me. Everything and at once, all the angles and geometry of the body, and he made of me something eternal and always beautiful. That is what an artists can do for a woman. When most men looked at me, all I saw in their faces was desire, the urge to possess. When Pablo looked at me, his face filled with wonder waiting to be translated to lines and brushstrokes.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Spring. The second year of the Great War. I wasn’t twenty yet, and had returned from cold, starving Moscow, where a loaf of bread cost as much as a silk dress…Back to Paris for me!</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">When Pablo first saw me, I was sitting on the rim of the Wallace Fountain in Place Emile, face turned up to the sun like a basking cat, enjoying the fine day and wondering what adventure I might find…It was early summer. I had stolen a bunch of cherries at Les Halles and a roll, but my stomach rattled.</div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><b>About the Author:</b></div>
</span><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnbzKZ6rjT7-Xb7KxEpsd6b527QQ8nmGZTf5M8RcQpZ0DcMytHCQRq4OgomC09_LmCfnHzBFea6-J-Wp0bIVovEmaQiLWI10Ux2J3utCDOi4-rZZVlDZ7z9HbZDnEh2m9VmexRisDSJP0A4wmLCTd_ChgAeOLtDhyC9FF1S1RvD6w1Q2Lk8BHV1jKebfg/s2219/author%20image.jpg" style="clear: left; display: block; float: left; padding: 1em 0px; text-align: center;"><img alt="PICASSO'S LOVERS by Jeanne Mackin" border="0" data-original-height="2219" data-original-width="1791" height="257" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnbzKZ6rjT7-Xb7KxEpsd6b527QQ8nmGZTf5M8RcQpZ0DcMytHCQRq4OgomC09_LmCfnHzBFea6-J-Wp0bIVovEmaQiLWI10Ux2J3utCDOi4-rZZVlDZ7z9HbZDnEh2m9VmexRisDSJP0A4wmLCTd_ChgAeOLtDhyC9FF1S1RvD6w1Q2Lk8BHV1jKebfg/w208-h257/author%20image.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: justify;" title="PICASSO'S LOVERS by Jeanne Mackin" width="208" /></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: justify;">Jeanne Mackin is the author of several historical novels, including The Last Collection, which has been translated into five languages, and The Beautiful American, which won a CNY award for fiction. She has taught in the MFA Creative Writing program at Goddard College won journalism awards, and is currently working on her next novel.</div></span><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: justify;">Website: <a href="http://www.jeannemackin.com">http://www.jeannemackin.com</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Facebook: <a href="https://www.facebook.com/JeanneMackinAuthor">https://www.facebook.com/JeanneMackinAuthor</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Twitter: <a href="http://www.twitter.com/JeanneMackin1">http://www.twitter.com/JeanneMackin1</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Instagram: <a href="http://www.instagram.com/JeanneMackinAuthor">http://www.instagram.com/JeanneMackinAuthor</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Amazon:<a href=" https://www.amazon.com/Picassos-Lovers-Jeanne-Mackin-ebook/dp/B0C3C2J4FH/ref=sr_1_1" target="_blank"> https://www.amazon.com/Picassos-Lovers-Jeanne-Mackin-ebook/dp/B0C3C2J4FH/ref=sr_1_1</a></div><br />
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</span><blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs0Y551uNW4nvPEgR-yVUTGKKIHFiYUYLxGXe5eNIklAc7qHgbJJqQoB4g4uHjWVyt1-T0D1ongcfcKUktbXeVFa5RlVgEanVuNggsMHEtNF9gB7ODYrumHjbL-Ux8HBi-TK1vTNnhWE2z96JqDRQs6fGqC8Cqio3I3VJYd6E5pO9dwqAQUa5fTmdxEK4/s2700/BookCover_Toothbrush%20Animal%20Hunt.jpg" style="clear: left; display: block; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; padding: 1em 0px; text-align: center;"><img alt="TOOTHBRUSH ANIMAL HUNT by Carleen Dehaney" border="0" data-original-height="2700" data-original-width="2700" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs0Y551uNW4nvPEgR-yVUTGKKIHFiYUYLxGXe5eNIklAc7qHgbJJqQoB4g4uHjWVyt1-T0D1ongcfcKUktbXeVFa5RlVgEanVuNggsMHEtNF9gB7ODYrumHjbL-Ux8HBi-TK1vTNnhWE2z96JqDRQs6fGqC8Cqio3I3VJYd6E5pO9dwqAQUa5fTmdxEK4/w320-h320/BookCover_Toothbrush%20Animal%20Hunt.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: justify;" title="TOOTHBRUSH ANIMAL HUNT by Carleen Dehaney" width="320" /></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: justify;">Embark on a delightful adventure with Toothbrush Animal Hunt, the perfect children's book to encourage daily toothbrushing habits in a playful and enjoyable way.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">From a clapping sea lion at the beach to a cheeky squirrel in the forest, children will be fascinated as they learn about toothbrushing through the actions and antics of these charming creatures. And don't forget to spot the toothbrushes hidden throughout the pages, making this hunt, a delightful game of discovery.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Say goodbye to toothbrushing struggles and let the adventure begin!</div></span></blockquote><span style="font-size: medium;">
<b>Enjoy an Excerpt</b><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpCLBJ43DMFLDIuj-nJ75gIGjng2Y2Qiy1QQr5r_UAhn1Fmb-rcouzWGya1ytJrlzcH8ZCtmz60s7Pl5Z7ftdv0kFR_HpKouKNga-DVr7mQ8obq4KeOgTxm8tM6UZ6Y84ClANzcfIwuakRMlX3FbAFW0P9nuFwN2sv5wRs_5j8nUb0UsS9P5nsNwFC2iY/s1000/Excerpt_1_ToothbrushAnimalHunt.jpg" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0px; text-align: center;"><img alt="TOOTHBRUSH ANIMAL HUNT by Carleen Dehaney" border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="985" height="279" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpCLBJ43DMFLDIuj-nJ75gIGjng2Y2Qiy1QQr5r_UAhn1Fmb-rcouzWGya1ytJrlzcH8ZCtmz60s7Pl5Z7ftdv0kFR_HpKouKNga-DVr7mQ8obq4KeOgTxm8tM6UZ6Y84ClANzcfIwuakRMlX3FbAFW0P9nuFwN2sv5wRs_5j8nUb0UsS9P5nsNwFC2iY/w274-h279/Excerpt_1_ToothbrushAnimalHunt.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" title="TOOTHBRUSH ANIMAL HUNT by Carleen Dehaney" width="274" /></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><b>About the Author:</b> Meet the author, Carleen Dehaney! Carleen is a mother and wife. She hails from the UK but now calls Canada home. This enchanting book draws inspiration from a tenacious 2-year-old in need of some toothbrushing magic. Carleen embarked on a whimsical journey, incorporating playful animal sounds into her daughter's brushing routine, and thus, the idea for this captivating book was conceived. Today, her little one, who has since outgrown her toddler years, recites this tale back to Carleen, forging cherished moments between them.</div></span><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /><br />
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<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">by Dianne Hartsock</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">~~~~~~~~~~~~~</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">GENRE</span></b><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">: Erotic Fantasy Romance
(M/M)</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">~~~~~~~~~~~~~</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"" style="text-align: left;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: medium;">BLURB:</span></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuJmSaqHPpKOAspnOYkH0llyTeicAH6hz4_loCfPFySFhaGu1cmZ10w8yX6-rlNTm3hM52xYMIsc4PvkKMFnt9jf7jT5nGauPXocLwg11KgRsGSHblOAIYa_7nbjuCbACnqjSq8YdTz_7uC4fJoAnLzrhb795piin74m80HzFFZh7LUoHCnxALCHAQelU/s1200/BookCover_Belega.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="Belega by Dianne Hartsock ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ GENRE: Erotic Fantasy Romance (M/M)" border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="800" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuJmSaqHPpKOAspnOYkH0llyTeicAH6hz4_loCfPFySFhaGu1cmZ10w8yX6-rlNTm3hM52xYMIsc4PvkKMFnt9jf7jT5nGauPXocLwg11KgRsGSHblOAIYa_7nbjuCbACnqjSq8YdTz_7uC4fJoAnLzrhb795piin74m80HzFFZh7LUoHCnxALCHAQelU/w213-h320/BookCover_Belega.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" title="Belega by Dianne Hartsock ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ GENRE: Erotic Fantasy Romance (M/M)" width="213" /></a></span></b></div><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">The Karthagans have regained their ancient powers of manipulating
nature but at the price of madness. In their lust for control, they've
destroyed their island and most of their race. They come now to Belega, where
one of them, Camron, seeks domination over the known world. The Mage has come
from the northern continent of Sennia to bring peace but finding his strength
no match for the coming struggle, he passes his abilities on to Natan, who only
desires a simple life.</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: medium;">Now
only Natan has the ability to stop Camron, but the personal cost is more than
he imagines. It is only with the combined strength of his friends, his
Karthagan lover, Kavi, and his deep desire to bring lasting peace to the earth,
that he finds the courage to overcome Camron and restore balance to the world.</span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: medium;">~~~~~~~~~~~~~</span><span style="font-size: large; text-align: left;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><b><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: medium;">EXCERPT</span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">He sharpened his knife on a whetstone to pass the time while
the soldier remained unconscious. As the stars came out, an ache crept into his
chest as he thought of Kavi and how they used to lie awake, watching for
falling stars. Natan would make them tea in a little pot over the fire; then
they’d wrap in warm blankets and talk quietly while the sky wheeled overhead.
Sometimes they made love, Kavi’s warm sleek body pliant as Natan searched out
new ways to draw those sweet breathy moans from his lips.</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">And then it had all ended. Natan closed his eyes at the jab
of pain in his heart. The Nagal soldiers had come to their camp and dragged
Kavi away, laughing when Natan struggled, and methodically beat him senseless.
That had been two weeks ago, and every attempt he’d made to find his lover had
failed. The last time he’d been in Amara he’d been threatened with imprisonment
himself.</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">He would do Kavi no good behind iron bars, he reminded
himself.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> </span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">Natan opened his eyes to find the captive staring at him
from where he’d slumped against the tree. Natan went over and helped him to a
sitting position.</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“What’s your name?” he asked with ice in his voice. The man
continued to stare at him, insolent.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> </span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">Natan looked him over carefully. “Let me guess. You’re
dressed as a Nagal soldier, though you’re obviously not one. Maybe a deserter?
Maybe a Barkuit spy?” He watched the soldier’s face as he named the rival
country, then leaned closer to whisper, “What of Kavi?”</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> </span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">“That trash?” the man asked in surprise, then yelped when
Natan lunged at him, knife slipping into his hand.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> </span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">“Say that again and I’ll slit your throat. Now, what is your
name?”</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> </span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">“Captain Syros Reed.”</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Natan sat back on his heels, fury hot in his chest. “Speak.”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> </span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">“I could tell you where they mean to bury him,” Syros
drawled, holding Natan’s gaze, and smiled slightly at his sharply indrawn
breath. “That is, once Landlan has drawn the secret to the Karthagans’ power
over nature out of him. The power the Barkuit army would kill to use in our
coming conflict. Kavi was alive the last time I saw him, but I heard they meant
to bury him soon. If you hurry, he may still be breathing. I don’t know.”</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> </span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">“And you didn’t help him?” With a sudden enraged cry, Natan
drove his knife into the sapling inches from Syros’s face. “He’d better be
alive, for your sake.”</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> </span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">He left his water skin for Syros, should the man succeed in
freeing himself, then gave the soldier no more thought as he snatched up his
pack and settled into the long run ahead, determined to be at the Lake of Glass
on time.</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">~~~~~~~~~~~~~</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">AUTHOR Bio and Links:</span></b> </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihcDe2NJzM1RdEPqGWBz3H0vcc4et4tcEH_UNaynAa2TE7Ajo0VVPFIATPN3Mq2hUWxzgZT99aDvIDSWIw0inCcu08iXzspNNI7NaZnPBVfFcscVAZZr9kSjwXTm9Ao388u2FNrP_3MebMwbpqhtc2qwVbYyfST_iF85VfjQYNBuorKPnuzwPVUvhXL1w/s680/authorpic.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="Belega by Dianne Hartsock ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ GENRE: Erotic Fantasy Romance (M/M)" border="0" data-original-height="680" data-original-width="452" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihcDe2NJzM1RdEPqGWBz3H0vcc4et4tcEH_UNaynAa2TE7Ajo0VVPFIATPN3Mq2hUWxzgZT99aDvIDSWIw0inCcu08iXzspNNI7NaZnPBVfFcscVAZZr9kSjwXTm9Ao388u2FNrP_3MebMwbpqhtc2qwVbYyfST_iF85VfjQYNBuorKPnuzwPVUvhXL1w/w213-h320/authorpic.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" title="Belega by Dianne Hartsock ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ GENRE: Erotic Fantasy Romance (M/M)" width="213" /></a></span></div><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: medium;">Dianne grew
up in one of the older homes in the middle of Los Angeles, a place of hardwood
floors and secret closets and back staircases. A house where ghosts lurk in the
basement and the faces in the paintings watch you walk up the front stairs.
Rooms where you keep the closet doors closed tight at night. It’s where her
love of the mysterious and wonderful came from. Dianne is the author of m/m
romance, paranormal/suspense, fantasy adventure, the occasional thriller, and
anything else that comes to mind.</span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif""> </span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">She now lives
in the beautiful Willamette Valley of Oregon with her incredibly patient
husband, who puts up with the endless hours she spends hunched over the
keyboard letting her characters play. Dianne says Oregon’s raindrops are the
perfect setting in which to write. There’s something about being cooped up in
the house with a fire crackling on the hearth and a cup of hot coffee in her
hands, which kindles her imagination.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif""> </span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">Currently,
Dianne works as a floral designer in a locally-owned gift shop. Which is the
perfect job for her. When not writing, she can express herself through the rich
colors and textures of flowers and foliage.</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><b><a href="https://diannehartsock.wordpress.com/" target="_blank"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif""> </span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">Blog: </span></span></a></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><b><a href="https://www.facebook.com/diannehartsock" target="_blank"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif""> </span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">FaceBook: </span></span></a></b></p>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif""> </span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""><b><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4850270.Dianne_Hartsock" target="_blank">Goodreads</a></b>: </span></span></p>
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<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: medium;">~~~~~~~~~~~~~<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span face=""Arial","sans-serif""> </span></b><b><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"">GIVEAWAY INFORMATION and RAFFLECOPTER
CODE</span></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="color: red;"> </span></b><b><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"">Dianne Hartsock will be awarding a $15
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<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">Kevin King</span></b><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">~~~~~~~~~~~~~</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">GENRE</span></b><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">: YA Fantasy Adventure</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"" style="text-align: center;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">~~~~~~~~~~~~~</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"" style="text-align: left;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">BLURB:</span></b><b><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></b></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguCpTVSUhPgBNI0TGZqNoUcJBWe5jdptmV1yLxuDAPBQttcnmGAbIk96MxrOjen3YywT7fQvnk_11lDe6jp7fK1nzYHDZmmfRNKJnAWRf8kZ6XCuC_rhAqQgD8Nzr4QA1THxVqZ26pT0ujdYCnt-atYz7jC1B2bg5ykL_9PLhcBzvXRTHUjk_C2S0A0t8/s1280/BookCover_Song%20of%20the%20Adoel.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="SONG OF THE ADOËL Kevin King ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ GENRE: YA Fantasy Adventure" border="0" data-original-height="1280" data-original-width="800" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguCpTVSUhPgBNI0TGZqNoUcJBWe5jdptmV1yLxuDAPBQttcnmGAbIk96MxrOjen3YywT7fQvnk_11lDe6jp7fK1nzYHDZmmfRNKJnAWRf8kZ6XCuC_rhAqQgD8Nzr4QA1THxVqZ26pT0ujdYCnt-atYz7jC1B2bg5ykL_9PLhcBzvXRTHUjk_C2S0A0t8/w200-h320/BookCover_Song%20of%20the%20Adoel.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" title="SONG OF THE ADOËL Kevin King ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ GENRE: YA Fantasy Adventure" width="200" /></a></span></b></span></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">Raendel
is one of the Adoël, the cursed people. Passed on to each generation, the curse
drains his body of colour, leaving his skin and hair a ghostly white. To protect
himself from the commoners who fear what they don't understand, all of the
Adoël live as servants to the royal family, using their unique skill with
illusion magic to entertain bored nobility. Raendel is bound by traditions, but
also by his own lack of self-confidence. Prince Kenan is the younger of two
princes, frustrated by his gilded cage and the combat tutoring that feels
pointless in a secure and peaceful kingdom. He dreams of adventure, of making a
name for himself with heroic deeds. An unexpected assault from an ancient enemy
sets the two on a quest that begins as the pursuit of vengeance but soon leads
them into a struggle for survival that will teach them both that they are small
pieces of a long, dark history. But even the smallest actions can change the
fate of a kingdom.</span><span style="text-align: center;"> </span><span style="text-align: center;"> </span></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">~~~~~~~~~~~~~</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">EXCERPT</span></b><b><span face=""Arial","sans-serif""> </span></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="font-size: medium;">Raendel wove
through the room with practised ease, gliding between isolated clumps of
noblemen scattered across the room, passing the time with idle gossip as they
waited for the guest of honour to arrive. His gaze flicked along the way in
front of him, choosing the path that would keep him farthest away from the
guests. Most of them wore enough perfume to give him a headache from five yards
away. The enhanced sense of smell shared by Adoël only added to Raendel’s
trepidation. All the nobles stank of pride. The smell of fear drifted in
clouds, especially near visitors who had never seen one of the Adoël before.
Raendel spent most of his day inside the castle, serving Prince Kenan.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"">His
distinctive features would have drawn stares even without the stories. The name
Adoël had been used to frighten children for generations. Mothers would clutch their children as they
passed in the street. Don’t go outside at night or the Adoël will get you.
Don’t wander into the woods, the Adoël will catch you and suck the life out of
you. Each passing generation believed the stories a bit more than their
parents. To encounter an Adoël in person resurrected the terrors planted in the
hearts of children now grown.</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"">Whispers
swirled in his wake. Ghost-child. Cursed. Tainted. Touched by the Necromancer.
Raendel had heard them all before, but he still flinched with every sting.</span><b><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> </span></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">~~~~~~~~~~~~~</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>Order and Chaos – The advantages and disadvantages of
structured versus discovery writing.<o:p></o:p></i></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>You may be familiar with the terms ‘pantser’ and ‘plotter.’
You’re probably familiar with the concepts, at least.<o:p></o:p></i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>Some authors plan everything before they begin to write.
They research, chart, they outline. Everything is structured and orderly. Others
just start writing and go with the flow.<o:p></o:p></i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>I’ve had this discussion with other authors in my circles,
and we all have different levels of each. We also all agree that you should do
it in whichever way works best for you. The truth is, every author is a little bit
of both. The difference is in the proportions, and sometimes in which details
they plan and which they let happen naturally.<o:p></o:p></i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>In all my discussions, only once or twice has the topic come
up of the strengths and weaknesses of each method. It’s an interesting study,
and possibly helpful in figuring out your own preferred balance.<o:p></o:p></i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>Discovery writing, or ‘Pantsing’, has the advantage of
resulting in a natural story flow and rich, believable characters. Often
stories written this way end up being character-driven, as if the characters
themselves are writing the story. Rather than forcing the characters to do what
needs to be done for the next plot point, discovery writing allows the
characters to make whatever decisions seem best to them at the moment. They
feel real, which makes them easier for the reader to connect with. The danger
is that discovery writing tends to meander, and can easily lose momentum. The
pacing might feel off, as the characters kind of muddle around in the middle
trying to figure out what to do next. The ending may tend to fizzle out, or
feel incomplete, as random plot threads are left without resolution and all the
pieces don’t quite fit together.<o:p></o:p></i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>Structured writing, or ‘Plotting’, has the advantage of
resulting in a well-developed and efficient storyline. Things happen as they
are supposed to, and problems arise at just the right time to maintain good
tension throughout the book. It allows for complex plot threads that all merge
together in a satisfying conclusion, leaving nothing to chance. The world feels
real, allowing the reader to be immersed in the story without distracting
inconsistencies. The danger is that structured writing tends to produce wooden
or robotic characters, as they are forced to make decisions that fit the
assigned plotline whether that character would naturally make that decision or
not. The plot might feel predictable, as each point leads inevitably to the
next in purely logical succession.<o:p></o:p></i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>The trick is to intentionally lean on the strengths of each
method as much as possible. I like to start with a bit of structure – I want to
know what the major conflict is, how it will be resolved, and possibly a
few major events along the way. Then I think about what kind of characters
would naturally exist in this world I’ve created and would tend to do the
things that would move the plot toward the goal I’ve set for it. Then I write,
discovering the details of the characters along the way, letting them have some
freedom to make their own choices and perhaps change some plot points as they
go. Then I go back again and impose order on the chaos, smoothing out plotholes
and trimming out loose story threads.<o:p></o:p></i></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: medium;"><i>
</i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>I’ve viewed an online writing class where the teacher
described all the different methods as tools in your toolbox, each one with a
specific purpose. The more tools you have in your toolbox, the more projects
you’ll be able to do well. So by all means, figure out whether you naturally tend
to be a Plotter or a Pantser, and use the method that works for you. But
understand why it works, and how it works, and be aware that every now and then
you might want to pull the other method out of your toolbox and use it.</i><o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: medium;">~~~~~~~~~~~~~</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">AUTHOR BIO:</span></b><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYJeDk_OBbQVZGtem1DTaMablzdaXF9Wc7a428rVBJMz-7wG9rEg4_olnFUiQ1M3RSIXVNxfVgorEUvZO4gYsqUQ49a4T8jmXSGQphJc5AoUG4s_olW-DYl2DypmU7vd3To2PkOI3PMJcmTiUwquJoqYK-hhgdPAHR9c9YLlTfP8F93ykd9ydCtn1V_-M/s1000/Author%20Image%20(1).jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="SONG OF THE ADOËL Kevin King ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ GENRE: YA Fantasy Adventure" border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="800" height="243" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYJeDk_OBbQVZGtem1DTaMablzdaXF9Wc7a428rVBJMz-7wG9rEg4_olnFUiQ1M3RSIXVNxfVgorEUvZO4gYsqUQ49a4T8jmXSGQphJc5AoUG4s_olW-DYl2DypmU7vd3To2PkOI3PMJcmTiUwquJoqYK-hhgdPAHR9c9YLlTfP8F93ykd9ydCtn1V_-M/w194-h243/Author%20Image%20(1).jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" title="SONG OF THE ADOËL Kevin King ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ GENRE: YA Fantasy Adventure" width="194" /></a></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: justify;">Kevin works as a software developer in the Seattle area by
day, and an author by night. He enjoys Renaissance Fairs, bookstores, fencing,
and daydreaming. He has been reading fantasy from age six, and writing from age
twenty-two. He loves exploring fantasy worlds, especially exploring human nature
through fiction. Fantasy is his first love, but he also dabbles in sci-fi,
creepy horror, and devastatingly sad dramas. He posts regular flash fiction
stories on his Instagram account and website.</div><o:p></o:p></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;">Website: <a href="http://www.kevinkingauthor.com/">www.kevinkingauthor.com</a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;">Instagram: <a href="https://www.instagram.com/kevinkingauthor/">https://www.instagram.com/kevinkingauthor/</a><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;">Facebook: <a href="https://www.facebook.com/KevinKingAuthor">https://www.facebook.com/KevinKingAuthor</a><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;">Twitter: <a href="https://twitter.com/KevinKingAuthor">https://twitter.com/KevinKingAuthor</a><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;">Pinterest: <a href="https://www.pinterest.com/KevinKingAuthor">https://www.pinterest.com/KevinKingAuthor</a><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">~~~~~~~~~~~~~</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"" style="text-align: left;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"">GIVEAWAY INFORMATION and RAFFLECOPTER
CODE</span></b> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: medium;">Kevin
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first quarter, but I play to the final whistle.</div><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"><b>Out of Bounds</b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif">Game
Time Series Book 2</span></p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif">by
Tam DeRudder Jackson </span>
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<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif">Genre:
Contemporary Sports Romance</span></p><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif"><a href="https://www.silverdaggertours.com/uploads/8/2/5/5/82557464/outofbounds-about-the-book_orig.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="88" data-original-width="529" height="53" src="https://www.silverdaggertours.com/uploads/8/2/5/5/82557464/outofbounds-about-the-book_orig.png" width="320" /></a></span></div><p></p><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;">
<span face="Calibri, sans-serif"><b>There is only one truth: guard
your heart.</b></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
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<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.silverdaggertours.com/uploads/8/2/5/5/82557464/2-out-of-bounds-ebook_orig.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="Out of Bounds Game Time Series Book 2 by Tam DeRudder Jackson Genre: Contemporary Sports Romance" border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="484" height="400" src="https://www.silverdaggertours.com/uploads/8/2/5/5/82557464/2-out-of-bounds-ebook_orig.png" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" title="Out of Bounds Game Time Series Book 2 by Tam DeRudder Jackson Genre: Contemporary Sports Romance" width="323" /></a></div><a name="_GoBack"><div style="text-align: justify;">All I want is a quiet drink. Guess
it is too much to ask. Especially for my ex who will not take a hint
when I tell him the seat beside me is taken—by my purse. My gaze
snags on the super-hot guy in the reflection behind the bar, the one
whose knowing wink should put me off. But my attention keeps straying
to him. When football standout Wyatt “Bax” Baxter makes his move,
steals the barstool from my purse, and sends my ex on his way, I
can’t decide if I’m irritated or intrigued. After I caught my ex
cheating, I know better than to trust a man with my heart. Yet when
one thing leads to another, Bax becomes the only thing on my mind.</div></a><p></p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif"><b>It
was supposed to stop at a one-night stand.</b></span></p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif">Bax
is unexpected. I don’t usually date football players. The fact that
he listens when I talk is as big a turn-on as his broad shoulders
stretching his T-shirt. When we hook up, he rocks my world. But my
terrible history with men stops me from giving him my number. One and
done, moving on is my motto these days. Though Bax lets me walk away,
he refuses to let me go. He finds a way to live rent-free in my head,
and to my everlasting shock, I keep seeking him out. Our backgrounds
are wildly different. We make no sense together, but I can’t stay
away.</span></p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif"><b>She’s
out of my league—like that ever stopped me.</b></span></p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif">Piper
Maxwell is the whole sexy package—smart, independent, and the best
time I ever had. When I wow the crowd with a pick-six during a big
rivalry game, I know exactly where to point the ball—at a
purple-haired hottie cheering in the student section. She insists on
keeping it casual, but she is too special to let get away. I’m
known for my tenacity on the field, something Piper is about to find
out extends off the field too.</span></p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif">She
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Numero Unohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03440460786191985286noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9078219368448419657.post-11233605126806781862024-03-10T04:50:00.000-07:002024-03-11T05:04:00.872-07:00 THE FAMILY THAT FINDS US by Phoenix<p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCwW3aDMQCwVKxAlz7qyiJ9fAdkKgkabpP7xFWdVUaPfhVFzSGOMV9sIq-iHmp8-ZSGlUgcDkLqkE4OovGXmQsdV6IPdRW2G9ZjwvWii3FtZZKm-Ecf1cORLDHnlIcMZK1IW00dit5xYrGnnIYRTSXr1TrRV0La0WYRbbIwqX5YuG8Y_Kr6TWkL9XX-fw/s1200/TourBanner_The%20Family%20that%20Finds%20Us.gif" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="THE FAMILY THAT FINDS US Name of Author ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ GENRE: LGBTQIA+ Coming of Age ~~~~~~~~~~~~~" border="0" data-original-height="670" data-original-width="1200" height="358" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCwW3aDMQCwVKxAlz7qyiJ9fAdkKgkabpP7xFWdVUaPfhVFzSGOMV9sIq-iHmp8-ZSGlUgcDkLqkE4OovGXmQsdV6IPdRW2G9ZjwvWii3FtZZKm-Ecf1cORLDHnlIcMZK1IW00dit5xYrGnnIYRTSXr1TrRV0La0WYRbbIwqX5YuG8Y_Kr6TWkL9XX-fw/w640-h358/TourBanner_The%20Family%20that%20Finds%20Us.gif" title="THE FAMILY THAT FINDS US Name of Author ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ GENRE: LGBTQIA+ Coming of Age ~~~~~~~~~~~~~" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> <b><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">THE FAMILY THAT FINDS US</span></b></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">Name of Author</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">~~~~~~~~~~~~~</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">GENRE</span></b><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">: </span><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="background: white; color: #222222;">LGBTQIA+ Coming of Age</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"" style="text-align: center;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">~~~~~~~~~~~~~</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"" style="text-align: left;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">BLURB:</span></b><b><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhISiLWQmIgUi6rJ_EEQ6wC_dqNa1phkfW2aOCdlw1Ghs7xqbTB9ieZ0iFDXIABOluTk5TVHy_axM2fV22zj-YGaXFsWLdlHYVZppjRDoKvx3CwP1XxghfTw64IIGe5A2MTdXnrD0e-toPOgB3cjv9bUtCcZqd4Smn50MLmzAUrnh0GlglMqDRc-zDm1h8/s1200/TourBanner_The%20Family%20that%20Finds%20Us.gif" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="THE FAMILY THAT FINDS US Name of Author ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ GENRE: LGBTQIA+ Coming of Age ~~~~~~~~~~~~~" border="0" data-original-height="670" data-original-width="1200" height="179" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhISiLWQmIgUi6rJ_EEQ6wC_dqNa1phkfW2aOCdlw1Ghs7xqbTB9ieZ0iFDXIABOluTk5TVHy_axM2fV22zj-YGaXFsWLdlHYVZppjRDoKvx3CwP1XxghfTw64IIGe5A2MTdXnrD0e-toPOgB3cjv9bUtCcZqd4Smn50MLmzAUrnh0GlglMqDRc-zDm1h8/w320-h179/TourBanner_The%20Family%20that%20Finds%20Us.gif" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" title="THE FAMILY THAT FINDS US Name of Author ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ GENRE: LGBTQIA+ Coming of Age ~~~~~~~~~~~~~" width="320" /></a></span></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">Phee
hides her secrets well until they become too much to bear. Her biggest secret
is one she’s kept even from herself. Her longest-kept secret hurts
her every day. Her final secret will set her free.</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">In
a school that doesn’t accept them, Phee, Theo, and Alex fight for a community
close to their hearts. The community desperately needs the trio to help the
rest of them leave the shadows without fear of violence and discrimination.
Through some heroic activism, the three push the school officials to their
limits — forcing them to act — for better or worse.</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">For
Phee, the fight for a place where she can be herself doesn’t stop when she gets
home. The strain of taking care of her alcoholic and abusive mother threatens
to break Phee away from her family bond forever. Her mother can go from a messy
drunk to an angry one in an instant, turning Phee’s home life from an obligation
to a war zone.</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">Theo’s
house offers respite to Phee. With compassion scarce in her life, Alex and Theo
are Phee’s light in the dark. They protect and cherish her. At Theo’s, Phee is
free to be herself and explore her identity safely — her chosen family is ready to
catch her if she falls. That’s what family does, how family finds us when we
feel lost and alone.</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"" style="text-align: center;"> </span></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">~~~~~~~~~~~~~</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"" style="text-align: left;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">EXCERPT</span></b><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“Thank you, my precious-ous-es son.” She slurred her words as
she spoke into the table, and I sighed inaudibly. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> </span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">At least she wasn’t angry drunk. This was the drunk I could
handle, the drunk I knew how to care for. I’d been doing it half my life, it
would be strange if I weren’t good at it by now. I finished the dishes and laid
them out on the drying rack after wiping them dry with a kitchen towel, then
sat down in the chair next to her at the table.</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“Do you need anything, Mom? Have you eaten? Drank anything?”</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">“Mmno.” She rolled her face to look at me, her deep dark eyes
glistening but not completely there.</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"" style="font-size: medium; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">I got a plastic cup from the cupboard and filled it with
some ice water and handed it to her. Her hands shook as she tried to lift the
cup from mine, so I helped her guide it to her mouth and take a couple sips, then
set it back down on the table in front of her. I rummaged through the fridge to
pull out some milk and went to the pantry for some cereal. Only, as I lifted the
milk to pour, I felt objects hit the side of the carton. I opened the cap to
take a whiff and gagged; the milk was sour. Sighing, I dropped the carton into
the trash and opened the barren fridge to search for another option.</span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">~~~~~~~~~~~~~</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span><b style="text-align: left;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"><span lang="EN"><i><span style="font-size: medium;">Everyone loves a
hero! Tell us all about this genuine character and the inspiration behind their
development.<o:p></o:p></span></i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span lang="EN"><i><span style="font-size: medium;">Phee’s
conceptualization has changed a lot over the years, and even over the course of
the series. Phee and Theo became fast friends, Theo quickly recognizing the
signs of abuse in Phee’s life and offering her all the help they could give.
Phee harbors a crush for Theo – one that she tries hard to ignore but casually
lets slip on an occasion. She doesn’t expect anything from Theo, she knows
their feelings for Alex and that nothing can change them. However, she
continues to struggle with her feelings, afraid that she’ll do something
inappropriate with Theo if she shows any affection, even if it’s met in a
friendly way. It’s always in the back of her mind when she’s alone with Theo,
and it can make for some awkward situations.<o:p></o:p></span></i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span lang="EN"><i><span style="font-size: medium;">Another
part of Phee that’s completely unspoken is her place on the autism spectrum.
She’s undiagnosed, and hasn’t had the resources put into her for anyone to
recognize it. She’s often nervous in social situations, as she knows what she
calls “quirks” are off putting to people. Theo and Alex meet her needs so
completely, even though they’re unaware. They don’t view her as strange or
bothersome – when she has a need, they’re right there to meet it. Because of
this, she feels a lot safer with the two of them than she does anywhere else.<o:p></o:p></span></i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span lang="EN"><i><span style="font-size: medium;">The
major development in this book, however, is her realizing that she’s trans.
She’s been out as gay with specific people for the entire series, but she
hadn’t even considered that she was trans, she just knew that some things felt
wrong and didn’t know why. Everything really comes to a head in Family, where
she’s left remembering the party of the end of Love where Alex really made her
up in an effeminate way, and how good it felt. How free she felt. She continues
to deny herself, hoping desperately for it to be untrue. She holds a double
standard for herself – she thinks Theo is amazing for how out and proud they
are, but thinks that she’s terrible because she’s trans, that she can’t be
trans. It would cause too many problems.<o:p></o:p></span></i></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span lang="EN"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>I’d
have to say that Phee is the character that is the most like me in the series.
I shared most of these inner battles, and went through many of the same
emotions. I felt so much for her through all of these, and ended up really
rooting for her in the end. The inspiration for most of my characters is really
by the seat of my pants – I just sit down, and the words come. Because of this,
I think a lot of them draw from the inner parts of myself and the people around
me. She’s a beautiful soul, and I think you’ll really enjoy getting to know her
in The Family that Finds Us.</i><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b style="text-align: left;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: medium;">~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~</span></b></p>
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the origins of classic fantasy films by including an in-depth
examination of the source material and its author, the screenwriter’s
contribution in adapting it, and an analysis of how that combination
resulted in the production of the final film.</span></span></div><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">It Came From…</span></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif"><b>The
Stories and Novels Behind Classic Horror, Fantasy and Science Fiction
Films </b></span>
</span></p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif">by
Jim Nemeth and Bob Madison </span>
</span></p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: medium;">Genre:
Film History, Horror, Fantasy, Science Fiction</span></p><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.silverdaggertours.com/uploads/8/2/5/5/82557464/itcamefrom-about-the-book_orig.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="105" data-original-width="381" height="77" src="https://www.silverdaggertours.com/uploads/8/2/5/5/82557464/itcamefrom-about-the-book_orig.png" width="279" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><p></p><a href="https://www.silverdaggertours.com/uploads/8/2/5/5/82557464/it-came-from-ebook_orig.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img alt="It Came From… The Stories and Novels Behind Classic Horror, Fantasy and Science Fiction Films by Jim Nemeth and Bob Madison Genre: Film History, Horror, Fantasy, Science Fiction" border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="484" height="400" src="https://www.silverdaggertours.com/uploads/8/2/5/5/82557464/it-came-from-ebook_orig.png" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" title="It Came From… The Stories and Novels Behind Classic Horror, Fantasy and Science Fiction Films by Jim Nemeth and Bob Madison Genre: Film History, Horror, Fantasy, Science Fiction" width="323" /></span></a><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;">
<span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: medium;">How many times have you said, <i>the
book was better</i>? And how many times was that actually <i>true</i>?</span></p><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">The
cinema of the fantastic has benefitted from literary adaptations on a
level unlike any other genre. With such brilliant authors as Mary
Shelley, Robert Bloch, Pierre Boulle, Edgar Rice Burroughs and Robert
Louis Stevenson to choose from, it's no surprise that fantastic film
shares its pedigree with literary fiction.</span></p><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">But do films never
live up to their literary inspirations? Or are some movies just ...
better than the books that inspired them?</span></p><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Join genre
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21 classic - and not-so-classic - horror, fantasy and science fiction
films, and the classic - and not-so-classic - books that inspired
them.</span></p><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">It Came From...The Stories and Novels Behind Classic
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<span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: medium;">By day, Jim Nemeth is a technical
writer within the fields of computer software and biotechnology.</span></p><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.2in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="text-indent: 0.2in;">As a professional writer, in 1993,
Jim won 1st Prize in a national magazine’s short story writing
contest for which novelists Ray Bradbury and Robert Bloch were
judges. Winning held special meaning for Jim, as Robert Bloch remains
his favourite writer and main literary influence. Jim has had essays,
articles and reviews printed in a variety of magazines, including
</span><i style="text-indent: 0.2in;">Filmfax</i><span style="text-indent: 0.2in;">, </span><i style="text-indent: 0.2in;">Mad About Movies</i><span style="text-indent: 0.2in;">, and </span><i style="text-indent: 0.2in;">Scary Monsters</i><span style="text-indent: 0.2in;">.</span></span></p><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.2in;"><span style="text-indent: 0.2in;"><span style="font-size: medium;">A long-time community activist, Jim
is particularly committed to the causes of animal rescue and breast
cancer research.</span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif"><i>It Came From…: The Stories and
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<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.2in;">
<span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: medium;">Born and raised in Chicago, Jim now
lives with his husband in historic Marblehead, Massachusetts.</span></p>
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Numero Unohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03440460786191985286noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9078219368448419657.post-26759156634694964742024-03-06T15:30:00.000-08:002024-03-06T15:30:00.344-08:00Athena - Gods and Monsters Book 1: by Eva Pohler<p style="text-align: center;"> <a href="https://www.silverdaggertours.com/uploads/8/2/5/5/82557464/athena-gods-and-monsters-banner_orig.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="Even the wise can be fooled in love. Athena Gods and Monsters Book 1 by Eva Pohler Genre: YA Fantasy Romance" border="0" data-original-height="298" data-original-width="800" height="238" src="https://www.silverdaggertours.com/uploads/8/2/5/5/82557464/athena-gods-and-monsters-banner_orig.png" title="Even the wise can be fooled in love. Athena Gods and Monsters Book 1 by Eva Pohler Genre: YA Fantasy Romance" width="640" /></a></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Even the wise can be fooled in love. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><br /></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b>Athena</b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Pohler earned her Ph.D. in English in the mid-nineties, specializing
in twentieth-century British and American narrative strategies. She
has taught writing and literature for over twenty years at a
university in San Antonio, her hometown, where she lives with her
husband, two of her three adult children, and three rescue dogs.
award-winning and USA Today bestselling author of over
forty novels in multiple genres, Eva writes paranormal mysteries,
thrillers, and young adult fantasy based on Greek mythology. Her
books have been described as "addictive" and "sure to
thrill"--Kirkus Reviews.</div><p></p><div style="text-align: justify;">Whichever
genre you read, you will find an adventure in Eva Pohler's stories.
They blur the line between reality and fantasy, truth and delusion,
and draw from Eva's personal philosophy that a reader must be lured
and abducted into complete captivity in order to enjoy the reading
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Numero Unohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03440460786191985286noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9078219368448419657.post-81867608879950212802024-03-05T14:30:00.000-08:002024-03-05T14:30:00.128-08:00Stone of Love by Margaret Izard<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.silverdaggertours.com/uploads/8/2/5/5/82557464/stone-of-love-mi-banner_orig.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: large;"><img alt="Against all odds, is true love strong enough to save a human soul? Stone of Love Stones of Iona Book 1 by Margaret Izard Genre: Paranormal Romance" border="0" data-original-height="298" data-original-width="800" height="238" src="https://www.silverdaggertours.com/uploads/8/2/5/5/82557464/stone-of-love-mi-banner_orig.png" title="Against all odds, is true love strong enough to save a human soul? Stone of Love Stones of Iona Book 1 by Margaret Izard Genre: Paranormal Romance" width="640" /></span></a></div>
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<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><img alt="Against all odds, is true love strong enough to save a human soul? Stone of Love Stones of Iona Book 1 by Margaret Izard Genre: Paranormal Romance" border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="484" height="400" src="https://www.silverdaggertours.com/uploads/8/2/5/5/82557464/stone-of-love-ebook_orig.png" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" title="Against all odds, is true love strong enough to save a human soul? Stone of Love Stones of Iona Book 1 by Margaret Izard Genre: Paranormal Romance" width="323" /><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;">After leaving her abusive ex, American scholar Brielle DeVolt embarks on a career-changing opportunity, the renovation of Laird Colin MacDougall’s Chapel ruin. The attractive, broad-shouldered Laird leaves her weak-kneed, but can she trust herself to love again?</span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Dusted in construction dirt, the curvy beauty in his study captivates Colin. As Brielle steps to the window, her brunette tresses halo in the sunlight, and he sees her as his dream soul mate. When he learns his hereditary duty is safeguarding magic Fae stones, all he wants is to protect Brielle from the evil forces of the Fae.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Traveling to the past to assume his forefather’s identity and find a missing magic stone is challenging enough. When Brielle appears, an undeniable attraction to his ancestor ignites, causing her confused passion. Faced with fighting an evil Fae to save the realms, Colin must choose between saving the stone or saving his love.</div></span><p></p>
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<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: large;">We are so excited to share that the second book in the series, <i>Stone of Fear</i>, Marie, and John’s love story, will be released on June 12, 2024.</span></p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />A Christmas companion book, <i>Thistle in the Mistletoe</i>, will be released during the holidays of 2024, and Stone of Lust, book 3 in the series, will be released in 2024.</span></p>
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<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;"> Margaret Izard is an award-winning author of historical fantasy and paranormal romance novels. She spent her early years through college to adulthood dedicated to dance, theater, and performing. Over the years, she developed a love for great storytelling in different mediums. She does not waste a good story, be it movement, the spoken, or the written word. She discovered historical romance novels in middle school, which combined her passion for romance, drama, and fantasy. She writes exciting plot lines, and steamy love scenes and always falls for a strong male with a soft heart. She lives in Houston, Texas, with her husband and adult triplets and loves to hear from readers.</span></p></div></div></div>
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Numero Unohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03440460786191985286noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9078219368448419657.post-49365295315329347222024-03-05T13:30:00.000-08:002024-03-05T13:30:00.249-08:00Acquittal by Christer Tholin<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.silverdaggertours.com/uploads/8/2/5/5/82557464/acquittal-banner_orig.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="A Swedish Crime Novel Acquittal? Stockholm Sleuth Series Book 5 by Christer Tholin Genre: Mystery, Crime" border="0" data-original-height="298" data-original-width="800" height="238" src="https://www.silverdaggertours.com/uploads/8/2/5/5/82557464/acquittal-banner_orig.png" title="A Swedish Crime Novel Acquittal? Stockholm Sleuth Series Book 5 by Christer Tholin Genre: Mystery, Crime" width="640" /></a></div>
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<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;">by Christer Tholin</span></p>
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<p style="border: none; padding: 0in;"></p><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">ACQUITTAL? is the fifth, standalone book from Christer Tholin’s Stockholm Sleuth Series.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">If you like fast-paced action and surprising twists and turns, then you will love Christer Tholin's sleuth series.</span></div><p></p>
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<p></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong style="font-size: large;">Elements & Flame</strong></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong>Jillian Beane</strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;">(The Elemental Series, #1)</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Publication date: March 4th 2024</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Genres: Adult, Fantasy, Romance</div></span><p></p><blockquote><p></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;">After losing a hard fought battle, Suleima finds a new home in the wilderness outside a small town to heal her wounds and recover her Elemental magic.</span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: justify;">A small town which houses a werewolf pack.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">When that past begins to encroach on her new territory, she and her friends, new and old, must figure out a way to win this time.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Will her dragon shifter best friend and the Alpha of the pack be enough to permanently remove the evil that threatens?</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Rumors of a flower hidden in a cave could be what they need to tip the scales in their favor. But to get to this cave, she must face challenges that threaten everything that she has ever known.</div></span><p></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">**** Action Adventure Fantasy with Slow Burn Romance. Werewolves, Magic, Dragon shifters, Mythical Creatures. Join the characters in their Epic Journey to the top of a mountain.</span></p>
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<p class="styledelementstyleddiv-sc-2e063k-0" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;">Tracking a doe through the forest, Suleima could feel the earth breathing beneath her feet. There was nowhere near the connection to the earth and her elements in the city that she’d found here in her new home. Here, she was on her own, and away from the rapid pace of the city, away from her past, and she preferred it that way. </span></p>
<p class="styledelementstyleddiv-sc-2e063k-0" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;">There was a squirrel foraging for nuts to the west, a snake sunning on a rock somewhere to the south. A pack of predators were a couple miles north—too far to judge the species. Using the earth’s essence more than her own sight, she could see the trees. Each individual leaf pulsed and vibrated with the slight breeze in the air, straining for the sun. The screech of a hawk, soaring above, brought her back to her task.</span></p>
<p class="styledelementstyleddiv-sc-2e063k-0" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;">Using the vibrations, the ebb and flow of the earth and her elements, she was able to silently track the doe deep into the forest to a small clearing just beside a shallow creek. Even that small trickle of water was enough to make her muscles sing. If not for the rain last night, the creek would likely be dry. She crouched, placing her right hand on the ground, physically connecting with the soil below. Her fingers tingled and her blood raced. As the power of the elements raced through her, she knew her eyes had drifted from their usual gray to vibrant violet.</span></p>
<p class="styledelementstyleddiv-sc-2e063k-0" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;">Suleima basked in the warmth of the sun, filtered through the leaves of the trees behind her. Taking a deep breath, Suleima released the energy she was holding while touching the soil, and slowly stood. She retraced her steps out of the clearing and headed in the direction of her home. She had waited too long to use the elements; she was tired and needed to recharge.</span></p>
<p class="styledelementstyleddiv-sc-2e063k-0" style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;">She never should have let it go for this long. She needed to keep her skills honed. Although she was away from the city, the reason she left was still out there, and her past would catch up with her sooner or later. Hearing a slight huff to her left, she cursed herself for letting her guard down. The pack of predators she sensed earlier had closed in on her without her knowing it. Wolves . . . <em>werewolves</em>. </span></p>
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<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I have been writing since I was in high school and have finally found the courage to put some of that writing out for all to see. I have a love of all things artistic and crafty. Reading books, watching movies and listening to music makes my heart happy. I am a self-proclaimed Jack of All Trades, Master of None. I live in the mid-west with my husband, two amazing and crazy kids, and a cat who we think is part squirrel.</span></p>
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<p></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong style="font-size: large;">Stolen by the Billionaire</strong></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong>Blair Babylon</strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;">(Twisted Billionaires, #5)</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Publication date: March 5th 2024</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance, Suspense</div></span><p></p><blockquote><p style="text-align: justify;"><strong><span style="font-size: medium;">From USA Today bestselling author Blair Babylon comes a new edge-of-your-seat romantic suspense thriller between an Iowa farm girl and the ex-Navy SEAL billionaire who kidnaps her.</span></strong></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><em><span style="font-size: medium;">I am an American Navy SEAL, and I will not be blackmailed by a goddamn Russian mafia boss.</span></em></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Years ago, I parlayed a loan into a billion-dollar crypto fortune. The head of the White Russian Syndicate is demanding I pay it back in illegal military-grade weapons, but I won’t. I will not be responsible for adding to the misery of innocents.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">It’s time to hit back at the head of the White Russian Syndicate.</span></p>
<p><strong><span style="font-size: medium;">So I kidnap the mafia boss’s niece.</span></strong></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="font-size: medium;">Who I did not realize is my best friend’s estranged little sister.</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><strong><span style="font-size: medium;">Who he’s never mentioned.</span></strong></em></p>
<p><em><span style="font-size: medium;">Not even once.</span></em></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">Sarah is a sweet little hayseed right off her Iowa farm, but when the mafia boss decides she’s a liability to eliminate, she becomes my responsibility to protect.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;">We’re on the run. But with each passing day, with each attack I defend her from, every hotel room with only one bed, I’m starting to fall for her.</span></p>
<p><em><span style="font-size: medium;">The Russian mafia wants Sarah dead, and her brother is going to murder me when he finds out I’ve gone too far with his sister.</span></em></p>
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<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: center; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><i><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">Blaze</span></i></span><span class="eop"><i><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></i></span><i></i></span></p>
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<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">Blaze Robinson crossed his ankle over his knee as he sat in front of his lawyer’s desk, trying to get comfortable but not fidget in the chair that was scaled for someone much smaller than he was. The squat seat made his knees stick up like a grasshopper, and his shoulders were broader than the chair’s back. He growled, “I am an American Navy SEAL, and I will <i>not</i> be blackmailed by a goddamn Russian mafia boss.”</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p><p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></span></p>
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<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">The lawyer behind the desk, Bình Huong, broke eye contact and looked down at the letter and documents he was holding. The corner of the paper in his hands wavered, and his fingers tightened. His hair on the top of his head stuck up where it had been cut too short. “This Mary Varvara Bell, whom <i>you say </i>is involved in organized crime, never specifically threatens you with physical harm in the letter. If she had, I would’ve recommended that you take it directly to the FBI.”</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p><p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">Blaze bent one elbow, squeezing his bicep. His suit jacket tightened around his arm, and he rubbed his chin. “We will <i>not</i> be involving the authorities.”</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">Dealings with foreign agents like Russian oligarchs could get his Top Secret security clearance revoked, even unwilling dealings.</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">“I’m shocked that she rejected your settlement offers,” the lawyer said. “They were overly generous, assuming she doesn’t want to go to court.”</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">“She knows I won’t.”</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p><p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">The lawyer glanced up at Blaze again before he hurriedly shuffled the papers on his desk. “I can’t believe a competent attorney allowed you to sign this loan.”</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">Blaze shrugged. “I didn’t have a lawyer. I was twenty years old and fresh out of BUD/S.” The elation and trauma of surviving the Basic Underwater Demolition/SEAL training course, also called “A” school, had coloured his perception with a blue sheen of invincibility for months. “I owned nothing<i> </i>except a few uniforms and my boots. It seemed low risk at the time.”</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p><p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">“But then the original signatory, Stanley Bell, died, and Mary Varvara Bell inherited the company.”</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p><p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">“Confiscated his assets in a hostile takeover is more like it,” Blaze muttered. She’d taken over the White Russian Syndicate in a manoeuvre like a military coup.</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p><p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">“And now she’s threatening you with fulfilling the conditions of this contract.” The attorney flipped his gaze up to meet Blaze’s eyes again. “You haven’t disclosed your financials to me, so I’m unsure what to recommend. Most career military people wouldn’t be able to come up with the money to purchase what she’s demanding unless they had invested the initial loan in something with a thousand-percent return,” he chuckled.</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p><p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">Blaze didn’t answer. He had accountants for financial advice.</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p><p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">The attorney rifled through the pages, referring from one text block to another. “The list of her demands in lieu of your assets will run to millions of dollars if not <i>many</i> millions. It’s <i>twenty times </i>more than what the initial zero-interest loan was for.”</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p><p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">“I’m aware of that.”</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p><p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">“I’m not even sure that some of these weapons she wants are legal,” Huong muttered.</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p><p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">Blaze knew a lot about weapons. “Some are not legal to buy or possess here in Illinois, but it’s relatively easy to purchase the equipment in other states or, for a few, other countries.”</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p><p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">Huong looked over the top of the pages at Blaze, his eyebrows raised in exasperation. “Is she trying to set herself up like Blackwater, or Academi, or whatever they’re calling themselves these days? This list looks like she wants to equip a private mercenary force. I mean, private warfare is a lucrative field, but this can’t be legal.”</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p><p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">“I could not discern her motives from the letter.”</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p><p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">This time, the lawyer stared straight at Blaze. “But you know <i>why</i> she wants military-grade weapons like this.”</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p><p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">Blaze didn’t <i>know,</i> but he had theories. The lawyer didn’t have a need to know his thoughts on the matter, so he just shrugged again.</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p><p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">All the possible reasons for Bell demanding that particular shopping list were detrimental for the world and the US, which meant Blaze’s US Navy SEAL brothers-in-arms would be in harm’s way if she got those weapons.</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p><p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">And <i>that</i> was unacceptable.</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p><p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">Damn, he wished he’d refused that stupid loan all those years ago. Nothing was free in this world. Nothing was even cheap.</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p><p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">Huong went back to scanning the documents. “All right, let’s go through the three basic parts of a contract, just in case we can break it. There is an offer and an acceptance on your and Stanley Bell’s parts, so it’s a <i>quid pro quo</i> agreement. That’s two of the requirements.”</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p><p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">Blaze waited. He could outwait anything. He’d spent fifteen hours curled around a sniper rifle one time, waiting for a terrorist to come out of a building, and he’d made the shot.</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p><p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">The lawyer continued, “As for consideration, the third component of a legal and binding contract, both the loan and repayment were something of value so that just leaves your competence. You signed the contract when you were of legal age to do so and weren’t inebriated or otherwise compromised, right?”</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p><p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">Blaze nodded. He’d been stone-cold sober. Stanley Bell, the Malefactor, had been drunk. Mary Varvara Bell would waive that stipulation if he tried to take her to court over it, so it didn’t count.</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p><p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">“You received the money from Mr Stanley Bell, Mary Varvara Bell’s predecessor in the company White Holdings LLC so that fulfils their end of the contract and makes you liable for the later repayment clause. The contract is with the company, not with Mr. Bell, so you were not released from the debt when Stanley Bell died.”</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p><p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">That was where Blaze had made his mistake. When the Malefactor had died, he’d breathed a sigh of relief.</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p><p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">All four of them had erred in their supposed liberation. Tristan “Twist” King, Micah Shine, Logan Bell, and he had partied on Twist’s yacht in Monaco and toasted Stanley Bell’s probable descent into Hell.</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p><p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">But they’d breathed easy too soon.</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p><p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">The Devil always comes to collect a debt.</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p><p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">The lawyer shook his head. “I’m sorry, Mr. Robinson, but you need to liquidate all your assets and possessions and turn everything you own over to White Holdings. Otherwise, you’d have to figure out how to purchase this dictator’s wish list of weapons, ammunition, and sundry military items, including military-grade body armor and devices, and we both know that’s impossible.”</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p><p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">Not impossible. Just morally reprehensible.</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p><p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">And irresponsible on a global scale.</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p><p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">An irritated twinge snapped the corner of Blaze’s eye, and he rubbed the lid to dispel it.</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">Acquiring the military supplies and dumping them on Bell’s doorstep to discharge the debt wasn’t an option for Blaze. The guilt and shame would’ve been like his father was in the room and commenting on his homework or Little League game.</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p><p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">Huong tapped the documents on the desk, straightening the edges, and held the sheaf of paper out to him over the desk. “As your lawyer, I would advise you to discuss it with your financial advisors and determine which amount is less. If purchasing an army’s worth of weapons is less than your total net worth, then I would advise you to fulfil the contract. If your net worth is less, liquidate everything, hand it to her, and walk away. You’re young, not even twenty-seven. You have time to recover from this financial setback. Unfortunately, a lawyer can do little after a contract has been signed, particularly a contract as airtight as this one. Those are the rules.”</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p><p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">Blaze’s hands rested gently on the arms of the chair, not clutching, not cramping. His body was at ease, as were his mind and heart. “Rules? What rules are those?”</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p><p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">The lawyer shook his head like he was as exasperated by his uselessness as Blaze was. “Fighting this contract in court would be a waste of your money in lawyers’ fees. The outcome will be the same. Sorry, Mr. Robinson. I don’t make the rules.”</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><i><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">Rules. Fuck rules.</span></i></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p><p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><i><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"><br /></span></i></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">Blaze stood and straightened the slacks of the Armani suit he’d worn into the lawyer’s office. “Thank you for your time, Mr. Huong.”</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p><p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">The lawyer rose and extended his hand for a concluding handshake. “I’m sorry I couldn’t be of more help. If you need someone to draw up an NDA or negotiate with White Holdings on your behalf for a payment plan or time for you to liquidate, I can do that. I’m sorry I don’t have better options for you, but the only rational option is conceding.”</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p><p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">Blaze wrapped his much larger hand around the attorney’s and looked down at his lawyer. “A Navy SEAL always has options.”</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p><p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">“Contractually, you don’t. I’m sorry, but there’s no way you can win this fight in court.”</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><i><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">Like hell.</span></i></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p><p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><i><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"><br /></span></i></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">Out of sheer force of habit, Blaze recited, “No matter how much it hurts, how dark it gets, or how far I fall, I am <i>never</i> out of the fight.”</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p><p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">Huong jerked his hand out of Blaze’s grip and shuffled back from his desk, presumably out of Blaze’s reach.</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p><p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">Blaze didn’t realize he had growled the common inspirational SEAL quote until he noticed microdroplets of sweat welling from the pores on Huong’s nose and cheekbones and felt the dampness of the lawyer’s hand in his own palm.</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p><p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">Dammit, Blaze hadn’t meant to scare the guy. The lawyer was just doing his job.</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p><p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">Huong stared at his hands splayed on the wood of his desk. “Always a pleasure doing business with you, Mr. Robinson.”</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p><p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">Blaze nodded. “Likewise.”</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p><p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">He turned and left the office, walking through the rotating door of the lobby and into the Midwestern summer morning.</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p><p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">Sunlight reflected off the mirrored buildings crowding downtown Chicago, and a cool breeze skidded over Lake Erie and threaded through the grid of streets. A park down by the waterfront was lush with dark green grass and June flowers.</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p><p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">Signing that deal with the Devil seven years ago had been one of the greatest mistakes of Blaze’s life, but he would be damned if he’d go down without a fight.</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><i><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">Rules.</span></i></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p><p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><i><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"><br /></span></i></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">In warfare, the larger force dictated the rules of engagement.</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p><p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">US Navy SEALs were always the smaller fighting force, so a Navy SEAL was taught that they must break the rules to win.</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p><p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">Blaze knew how to break the rules. All the rules. Every time.</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p><p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"><br /></span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="normaltextrun"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US">Mary Varvara Bell had threatened him, so he’d threaten something of hers.</span></span><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US"> </span></span></span></p>
<p class="paragraph" style="margin: 0cm; vertical-align: baseline;"><span class="eop"><span face="'Calibri',sans-serif" lang="EN-US" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></span></p>
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<p></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong style="font-size: large;">The Forger and the Duke</strong></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong>Misty Urban</strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;">(Ladies Least Likely, #2)</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b>Publication date:</b> March 5th 2024</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b>Genres: </b>Adult, Historical, Romance</div></span><p></p><blockquote><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">In 1776 London, orphaned vicar’s daughter Amaranthe Illingworth supports her small household with her skills as a copyist, but her quiet routine is shattered the day three children show up at her door seeking aid from her brother, their tutor. Behind them storms in Malden Grey, would-be barrister and their erstwhile guardian, who accuses Amaranthe of kidnapping the young Duke of Hunsdon and his siblings.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">The former duke’s illegitimate son, Malden Grey has learned to live by his wits, and he’s told he’ll advance to the bar if he takes a proper wife. As she helps him restore order at Hunsdon House, Amaranthe seems a likely candidate—if only Mal can unearth the truth behind the rumors that she’s been forging, and selling, priceless medieval manuscripts. Amaranthe, in the meantime, needs to stay on her guard lest the charming Malden Grey steal her heart at the same time she’s hoping to borrow from his library a priceless book that could make her fortune.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">But when Mal’s foray into Amaranthe’s past yields a discovery that will change both of their destinies, they’ll have to fight together to clear their names and stake out a future together—if either has a future at all.</span></p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-size: medium;">EXCERPT:</span></strong></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">She set the portrait gently in its place. Mal battled the impulse to take those cool, capable fingers and press them against his aching head.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">“And where is your mother now?” Her steady, fathomless gaze rested on him.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">“She died when I was young.” Dear Lord, he was becoming sentimental. He pushed the weakness aside. “You are coming to know a great deal about us, Miss Illingworth, and I know very little about you.”</span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Her eyes crinkled as she smiled widely, and Mal cast about for breath. “We have not even been properly introduced.”</span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">“Malden Grey of Bristol, aspiring to the bar.” He held out his hand.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">“Malden,” she said, and a silken quality in her voice made him shudder, as did the slide of her fingers as she placed them in his.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">“You haven’t told me your name.” His voice roughed his chest.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">“Miss Amaranthe Illingworth of St. Cleer, Cornwall. My father was very fond of classical antiquity, so he chose a Greek name for me.” She held the volume of housekeeper’s accounts close to her chest, like a shield.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">He sat back. She appeared completely unconcerned to learn he was a bastard, the status he wore like a brand on his forehead, marking him as less than, as lacking.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">She rose, and he scrambled to his feet. Very neatly she placed her glass on the shelf beneath the decanter. Her eyes traced the figurines above, all of them representing mythological half-women with breasts prominently displayed.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">“They’re not mine,” Mal said.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">That small, maddening smile quirked her lips again. “No, they are young Hunsdon’s now, I imagine. I’ve seen this and worse among some of the medieval marginalia I’ve copied, Mr. Grey. You wouldn’t believe some of the grotesques those monks could dream up. I suppose it comes from being locked away day after day with no company but other men.”</span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">That was his problem as well, Mal decided. Too much time in the company of other men. That was why she riled his senses so potently.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">He moved around the desk toward her as she stepped away. “I can drive you tomorrow. When you make inquiries about hiring servants. What time shall I bring the carriage round?”</span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">She hesitated, and her face went studiously blank. A slither across the back of his neck told him this was the expression she assumed when she was withholding something. He was beginning to recognize it.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">“Eyde made up a room for me here,” she said. “Do you mind?”</span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">“Of course not. There are dozens of rooms.” Or so he thought. Hunsdon House was not his, as nothing about the Hunsdon estate was to be his—not even the family name—and so he’d never let much of it occupy his attention.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Mal wondered which room Miss Illingworth would select for her own. Did she see her silk-smooth skin as best set off by the draperies in the Blue Room? Would she choose the Oriental patterns of the Jade Room? Or would she, like an empress of old, demand the royal purple? He imagined her nearby in the house going about her nightly routine, taking down her hair, drawing off her prim robe, perhaps splashing water onto her face that would run down that softly stern neck to the collarbones hidden beneath her gown and—</span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">He’d best stop imagining Miss Illingworth at her ablutions. He was about to embarrass himself.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">“Till tomorrow then, Miss Illingworth.” Had she said he could call her Amaranthe? He wanted to roll the name over his tongue. It was exotic, yet robust. A name with command and presence, much like the woman.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Good Lord! That brandy had turned his wits. He was behaving like a moonstruck calf. No, worse.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">“Till tomorrow,” she said softly, and her gaze held his. The flickering candlelight brought out violet shadows in her eyes, and all the air left Mal’s body. He wanted to be found worthy of that calm, assessing gaze.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">There was no way she would ever find him worthy.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">The door shut behind her, and Mal smacked a hand to his head to clear it. He’d best bring himself in order. They had business to conduct. Problems to solve.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">She had secrets he wanted very much to discover.</span></p>
<p></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;">He had gotten his first good look at Miss Amaranthe Illingworth. He wanted a second. And a third.</span></div><span style="font-size: medium;">
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<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Misty Urban is a medieval scholar, freelance editor, and college professor who likes to write stories about misbehaving women who find adventure and romance. She holds an MFA and Ph.D. from Cornell University and lives in the Midwest in a little town on a big river.</span></p>
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It all started with a terrible cold. When the lady in purple promised my mother that Clearlake Institute would be able to cure me without the use of modern medicine, my mom was hooked.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">There was nothing I could do, or say, that could’ve changed her mind. She was determined from the moment we set foot on a remote island far, far away from everyone else, until the moment we were separated, and I was trapped in a creepy, gothic hospital."</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">Clearlake Institute was hiding something!</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">Deep beneath the shadows, something sinister was brewing - darkened halls, strange doctors, ghastly nurses that watch your every move, and children who are sent into Room 217 never to return.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">Aided by the other children she meets at the institute, Moon Rains embarks on a perilous, suspenseful adventure to uncover the secrets of the Clearlake Institute.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">Now, the race against time begins. Will Moon and her friends make it out before it’s too late? Or will Clearlake claim them as its next set of victims?</span></div><div><p class="MsoNormalCxSpFirst" style="text-align: center;"></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">
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<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-family: times;">There will come a time when you wonder, how did a girl like me end up
in a place like Clearlake and mortal danger? Well, it all started with a
terrible cold. At first, it was just a blocked nose. Then a sore throat,
nothing major. About a week later, I got a temperature. And the blocked nose
got worse. Much worse. I lost all sense of smell and the ability to breathe.
Snot kept trickling down from my nostril to my top lip, and I had to
persistently wipe it off with my sleeve or taste the said snot. I had a
headache. A constant, nagging, relentless headache as if a woodpecker was
incessantly pecking above the bridge of my nose. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-family: times;">I was thirteen at the time and missed so many days of school that my
mother got fined by the government. Now, I know what you’re thinking - any
responsible parent would have taken their offspring to a GP if the wretched
illness hadn’t gone away within a week. Well, not my mother. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-family: times;">My mother didn’t trust Western Medicine, you see, particularly vaccines
and antibiotics. As far as she was concerned, those two were the source of all
evil. I count myself incredibly lucky that, so far, I have managed to avoid
catching something particularly nasty like Rubella, Mumps, or Measles. I’ve never
had anything more severe than a cold, in fact. And while most colds went away
without intervention, other than a honey, lemon and gin concoction (which was
surprisingly effective, never mind that I was far too young to take it), this
cold proved to be something else entirely. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-family: times;">About a week in, my mother marched into my room early in the morning.
Loud, insistent stomps woke me up from a hazy, feverish dream. She touched my
forehead with the tips of her fingers and raised her eyebrow, nodding as if
everything was going according to plan. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-family: times;">“Well, I think I know what will finally do the trick,” she said.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-family: times;">I rolled my eyes. Well, not actually. Not on the outside. The outside
she could see. I rolled my eyes on the inside, imagining them going so far
inside their sockets that all that was left were the white bits. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-family: times;">“Beetroot!” she exclaimed, her voice chiming like a Christmas bell. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-family: times;">“Beetroot?” I yawned, and a few tears seeped out of the corners of my
eyes. I wasn’t sure if the yawn caused it or the ever-escalating feeling of
utter desperation. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-family: times;">“A few drops of beetroot juice inside your nose three times a day, and
you will be good as new. I promise.” <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-family: times;">She made similar promises a lot. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-family: times;">“If you stick a clove of garlic in each nostril overnight, in the
morning… Poof. Cured. Gone. I promise.” <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-family: times;">“Breathing over a pot with hot potatoes and a duvet over your head will
open up the sinuses and unleash the phlegm. All of the gunk will stream out.
You’ll see. I promise.”<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-family: times;">“If you do a wee in a little pot and then take some of that wee with a
little pipette that I’ve got here for you and…” <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-family: times;">“NO!”</span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-family: times;">I drew the line at urotherapy, as it was apparently called, and it did
take quite a bit of courage to stand up to my mother. She fussed and fretted
but couldn’t get me to administer urine into my nose.</span></p></blockquote><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-family: times;"></span></p><p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-family: georgia; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif";"><br /></span></p><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", "serif";"></span></span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><b>About the Author:</b></span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKq7bG_Yck0O9unq2i3slbRIR7HThywo7UH1gRO_qaLZPbO3qzpvc9MHi-FUtR1w3n1p12PbLuq-U1JmEWxVANaNFQRfJksTgxEAFNqPiLh9NzTrFXCTTsI5kUlgapYUYuStLvBaxdgxPJIfBc0JPd4MUe3-q3bzpTgVEseGavoq6vWhvEtpikDAt_lxqy/s628/1157714_10100269934163600_1541197981_n.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img alt="Clearlake Stanislava Buevich Genre: Upper Middle Grade/Teen Mystery Horror Date of Publication: December 1, 2023 ISBN: B0CMQHGC24 ASIN: B0CMP432S1 Number of pages: 245 Word Count: 73K Cover Artist: Sabina Kencana" border="0" data-original-height="554" data-original-width="628" height="176" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKq7bG_Yck0O9unq2i3slbRIR7HThywo7UH1gRO_qaLZPbO3qzpvc9MHi-FUtR1w3n1p12PbLuq-U1JmEWxVANaNFQRfJksTgxEAFNqPiLh9NzTrFXCTTsI5kUlgapYUYuStLvBaxdgxPJIfBc0JPd4MUe3-q3bzpTgVEseGavoq6vWhvEtpikDAt_lxqy/w200-h176/1157714_10100269934163600_1541197981_n.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" title="Clearlake Stanislava Buevich Genre: Upper Middle Grade/Teen Mystery Horror Date of Publication: December 1, 2023 ISBN: B0CMQHGC24 ASIN: B0CMP432S1 Number of pages: 245 Word Count: 73K Cover Artist: Sabina Kencana" width="200" /></a></div>Stacy Buevich is a British writer and film director with many award-winning short films. She started writing novels during lockdown (wait did that really happen?), beginning with a magical mystery Maya Fairy, that she wrote for her daughter. Since then she has written several more and not planning to stop</span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><br /></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://www.stacywritesbooks.com/">https://www.stacywritesbooks.com/</a></span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://www.amazon.com/stores/author/B0BN5WHQRZ/about">https://www.amazon.com/stores/author/B0BN5WHQRZ/about</a></span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/201587543-clearlake">https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/201587543-clearlake</a></span></div></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXlcIG_7w3MXiifrjrwNWzMQzGnrod-VwyXGdjYDX1-kRUJjiWIXAFVfYMKak1GOhE9QCbzM36lLSOJalP6MBTIgnWRMKZcwYU2CXDfUF3NWgCoV4owJTvmo6SfMwrynrOxs_YykXq3w05QZ0ypgysCNiW_YU0ueAfKxLhSyUJsxqLQK_zLw98SvEhQthd/s1080/Clearlake%20Instagram%20Post.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img alt="Clearlake Stanislava Buevich Genre: Upper Middle Grade/Teen Mystery Horror Date of Publication: December 1, 2023 ISBN: B0CMQHGC24 ASIN: B0CMP432S1 Number of pages: 245 Word Count: 73K Cover Artist: Sabina Kencana" border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="284" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXlcIG_7w3MXiifrjrwNWzMQzGnrod-VwyXGdjYDX1-kRUJjiWIXAFVfYMKak1GOhE9QCbzM36lLSOJalP6MBTIgnWRMKZcwYU2CXDfUF3NWgCoV4owJTvmo6SfMwrynrOxs_YykXq3w05QZ0ypgysCNiW_YU0ueAfKxLhSyUJsxqLQK_zLw98SvEhQthd/w284-h284/Clearlake%20Instagram%20Post.png" title="Clearlake Stanislava Buevich Genre: Upper Middle Grade/Teen Mystery Horror Date of Publication: December 1, 2023 ISBN: B0CMQHGC24 ASIN: B0CMP432S1 Number of pages: 245 Word Count: 73K Cover Artist: Sabina Kencana" width="284" /></span></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><div><p align="center" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: center;"><br /></p></div>
Numero Unohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03440460786191985286noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9078219368448419657.post-51087264998697617902024-02-27T22:06:00.000-08:002024-02-27T22:06:00.125-08:00HAPPY HARRY by Barbara Lampert<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://goddessfishpromotions.blogspot.com/2024/02/book-blast-happy-harry-magical-golden.html" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0px; text-align: center;"><img alt="HAPPY HARRY by Barbara Lampert" border="0" data-original-height="670" data-original-width="1200" height="357" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7YZign4csTM_OcW1EF7F2NmPMKqbdtBpcOtAQsWUbHDd0OSSjJd2qlsEZPuqBarPoL2wUxQBAYd1NqkHxYDyRQwm1thS-0CTOeq4e69ZJ2QKuawEcBKeVAIKKb_mwiATsfNf_f4gNOm_7lSWLT74_jOk2T4g8tREifBKpqv-Kh20amUoWQC87BRPhgLE/w640-h357/TourBanner_Happy%20Harry%20.gif" title="HAPPY HARRY by Barbara Lampert" width="640" /></a></div>This post is part of a virtual book tour organized by <a href="http://www.goddessfish.com">Goddess Fish Promotions</a>. The author will award a $30 Amazon GC to a randomly drawn winner. Click on the tour banner to see the other stops on the tour.<br /><blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsI2ZVnRahhy8ThYshlcD1B1mDg0anMTLb-aShwh7YhwjEVUlxfs4il_C68WSZ_J8PfxhhdEcg4aq9kSSi0rZTF8FuM7kkeKveyy9jlJ12gobtmm53dQJOxrKbsyGJFGefZoR8oJTTM2Z3z8DhzVZdXaFGOZMWL4a54S_bCK-7x9T0bGLvtBl6kXDwJ0o/s3200/BookCover_Happy%20Harry.jpg" style="clear: left; display: block; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; padding: 1em 0px; text-align: center;"><img alt="HAPPY HARRY by Barbara Lampert" border="0" data-original-height="3200" data-original-width="2100" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsI2ZVnRahhy8ThYshlcD1B1mDg0anMTLb-aShwh7YhwjEVUlxfs4il_C68WSZ_J8PfxhhdEcg4aq9kSSi0rZTF8FuM7kkeKveyy9jlJ12gobtmm53dQJOxrKbsyGJFGefZoR8oJTTM2Z3z8DhzVZdXaFGOZMWL4a54S_bCK-7x9T0bGLvtBl6kXDwJ0o/w210-h320/BookCover_Happy%20Harry.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" title="HAPPY HARRY by Barbara Lampert" width="210" /></a></div>In her dog memoir Happy Harry: A Magical Golden, psychotherapist Barbara Lampert, a lifelong dog lover, tells the story of her beloved Golden Retriever, Harry. Like her first dog memoir, Harry's story comes from her mostly uncensored daily journal and takes place in Malibu, California. <br /><br />
Harry was a genuinely free spirit - wild, and very wolf-like. Did all this contribute to his being exceptionally happy? Perhaps.<br /><br />
Harry was not only the happiest being Barbara's ever known, happy to the very core of him, but also the bravest. More than once in his life, Harry had to face true adversity, and each time, Barbara would look at him in wonder, not fully understanding how a being could be so brave and at the same time continue to be so happy.<br /><br />
Harry literally pranced through life, with a joyous attitude that made being around him like magic. Barbara fell in love with Harry. And as you immerse yourself in Harry's story, it's likely you will too! Happy Harry is unforgettable!</blockquote><br /><br />
<b>Read an Excerpt</b><br /><br />
Harry had a girlfriend for a while when he was about four or five years old. Probably for a couple of years. Oh he didn’t see her every day, but for that two year-or-so stretch maybe once or twice a week. …<br /><br />
Roxie, a one-year-old Yellow Lab – the taller, leaner hunting type – was beautiful, energetic, and happy. Just like Harry. Roxie lived a few miles from our house, on the Point in Malibu. …<br /><br />
When Harry knew he was going to see Roxie, he would get so excited. He would pant, start running around, tail up, and on the ride over he would stand or pace in the back seat the whole time. So eager, such joy. And when we got there, he would literally go flying out of the car, with David at the other end of the leash. Tail up, full steam ahead. And Roxie, being just a year old and still quite a playful puppy, would go equally berserk when she saw Harry. They would sniff and kiss each other through the openings in the fence. …<br /><br />
Sometimes they would chase each other or run together, with the fence between them. David would run with them, since he had Harry on the leash. A few times Roxie’s owner came out and opened the gate to let Harry and Roxie be together. More kissing, chasing, tails up, sniffing. Both not believing their good luck. Both always bursting with joy the whole time they were together. Such a sight. …<br /><br />
Barney didn’t get nearly as excited as Harry about Roxie and didn’t interfere in their relationship. This was Harry’s territory. And it appeared Roxie only had eyes for Harry. …<br /><br />
It was always difficult to leave, because the whole time we were there Harry and Roxie were inseparable. Whenever Roxie’s owner would come out, we’d talk and laugh about the two lovebirds. It was wonderful seeing Harry and Roxie so happy. How he loved her…<br /><br />
<b>About the Author:</b> <div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_QSv3OltVyztjL8HCA7UW4rK3pL7NwP9ldZXrjvSFQY-X8SZjQO6toggjrz8ka4bdJY9Lu76kwyomkgZ6xZWQdD7Z-dRrCUgQlgkoPBa6OghPBiOIYJ4CHPlcldcz8Nc-BKef-SFAUJsqVrPYHkRbWN1QD2bECZXQS3BsyV51XDDd14tKoVadOduUe04/s1312/Author%20Image.jpg" style="clear: left; display: block; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; padding: 1em 0px; text-align: center;"><img alt="HAPPY HARRY by Barbara Lampert" border="0" data-original-height="1137" data-original-width="1312" height="205" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_QSv3OltVyztjL8HCA7UW4rK3pL7NwP9ldZXrjvSFQY-X8SZjQO6toggjrz8ka4bdJY9Lu76kwyomkgZ6xZWQdD7Z-dRrCUgQlgkoPBa6OghPBiOIYJ4CHPlcldcz8Nc-BKef-SFAUJsqVrPYHkRbWN1QD2bECZXQS3BsyV51XDDd14tKoVadOduUe04/w236-h205/Author%20Image.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" title="HAPPY HARRY by Barbara Lampert" width="236" /></a></div>My passion is dogs! I’ve had dogs most of my life and hope to have at least one by my side always. Dog energy is the best! <br /><br />
I’m the author of two dog memoirs: Happy Harry: A Magical Golden and before that Charlie: A Love Story. Each about one of my Golden Retrievers. (I told you dogs are my passion!)<br /><br />
I’m a psychotherapist, licensed for over thirty years, specializing in relationships. <br /><br />
I was a flight attendant for nine years. And taught sociology at several universities. I have two master’s degrees and a doctorate.<br /><br />
Gardening is another love – not as much as dogs, but right up there! I see my garden as a work of art and garden as much as possible in my free time. I love being in nature.<br /><br />
I live in Malibu, California with my husband David and, you guessed it, our two wonderful Golden Retrievers, Oliver and Henry.<br /><br />
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Numero Unohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03440460786191985286noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9078219368448419657.post-3757200458356684322024-02-27T19:44:00.000-08:002024-03-12T12:10:32.519-07:00 RED PLANET LANCERS by Brian H. Roberts <p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp9ai_aPeEx0zAkCR92XzWzzebLY0FCXatqlQu6BrVwbCTidsU_eIO786Lkc1IW6glkST9dWzBQFFNEBxJuS99rxT83OB5jCuogMon97ndPEa_7MxkEann7Sxh4XVosJm363OunClu5ePgN5oMNZZpoZChuJ9vkUvhvGuc5FDhHslpF-QIUC2dQa2f1Xk/s1200/TourBanner_Red%20Planet%20Lancers.gif" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="RED PLANET LANCERS by Brian H. Roberts ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ GENRE: Science Fiction Thriller" border="0" data-original-height="670" data-original-width="1200" height="358" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp9ai_aPeEx0zAkCR92XzWzzebLY0FCXatqlQu6BrVwbCTidsU_eIO786Lkc1IW6glkST9dWzBQFFNEBxJuS99rxT83OB5jCuogMon97ndPEa_7MxkEann7Sxh4XVosJm363OunClu5ePgN5oMNZZpoZChuJ9vkUvhvGuc5FDhHslpF-QIUC2dQa2f1Xk/w640-h358/TourBanner_Red%20Planet%20Lancers.gif" title="RED PLANET LANCERS by Brian H. Roberts ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ GENRE: Science Fiction Thriller" width="640" /></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span> </span><b><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">RED PLANET LANCERS</span></b></div></span><p></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">by Brian H. Roberts</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">~~~~~~~~~~~~~</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">GENRE</span></b><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">: Science Fiction Thriller</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"" style="text-align: center;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">~~~~~~~~~~~~~</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"" style="text-align: left;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">BLURB:</span></b><b><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: medium;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTwUnXgfREKkb4u9PXqOPeZ4B6jaqwaPKweJxVmTvIUTsscfDWeDezX8dt1VoGl17ykd5f_5PN0R-EzVrWRgpcbXjtUFoqpLuNP2myp-lRLUBgzdqeEXmWwrNEh17d1dWcHRukA5JWvgjIDYYaYzWXzC23ySAjQNGhghsn8Agvr6CEy5hd8MOwbrJxa6w/s2560/BookCover_Red%20Planet%20Lancers.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="RED PLANET LANCERS by Brian H. Roberts ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ GENRE: Science Fiction Thriller" border="0" data-original-height="2560" data-original-width="1600" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTwUnXgfREKkb4u9PXqOPeZ4B6jaqwaPKweJxVmTvIUTsscfDWeDezX8dt1VoGl17ykd5f_5PN0R-EzVrWRgpcbXjtUFoqpLuNP2myp-lRLUBgzdqeEXmWwrNEh17d1dWcHRukA5JWvgjIDYYaYzWXzC23ySAjQNGhghsn8Agvr6CEy5hd8MOwbrJxa6w/w200-h320/BookCover_Red%20Planet%20Lancers.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" title="RED PLANET LANCERS by Brian H. Roberts ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ GENRE: Science Fiction Thriller" width="200" /></a></span></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">How
far will you go to save a friend?</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></div></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">After
sweeping Dallas Gordon and the American base from Earth’s moon, Emperor Zhang
Aiguo launches an armada to conquer Ep City and control Mars.</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: medium;">Ruthless
Colonel Song Dajing leads his Emperor’s flotilla to defeat EPSILON’s isolated
Mars colony. He brings the same armaments he used to defeat Dallas Gordon on
the moon, plus a high-yield missile to annihilate Ep City and its occupants.
The US Space Force, occupied with plans to take back the moon, refuses to
intervene.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">In
a race against time, Dallas Gordon must organize a mercenary squadron and
pursue Song before he can deploy his weapons on the defenceless colony. Ep City
commander Gennady Antonov must prepare his civilian workforce for the coming
invasion and plan for the unthinkable should Gordon fail to reach Mars before
Song does.</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">Taught
and fast-paced, Red Planet Lancers builds tension until the exciting climax.
Once you start this Earth-to-Mars rocket ride, you won’t want to stop. Order
your copy today!</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"" style="text-align: center;"> </span></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">~~~~~~~~~~~~~</span><span style="text-align: left;"> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"">EXCERPT</span></b><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"">Steve sat
back in his chair and folded his hands together. “I’m sure if some stranger
asked you why it’s important to stop Zhang Aiguo from kicking us off Mars, you
could tick off several good reasons:” he tapped his fingers with the index
finger of his opposite hand, “the oxides returned to us are the lifeblood of our
autonomous vehicle division—frankly of the entire western world’s microchip
manufacturing capacity. That manufacturing capacity is vital for our national
security, and the fight to contain Emperor Zhang.</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"">“But did you
know that I donate ten percent of my personal wealth to several causes?
This organization,” he lifted the upper half of his tee shirt off his chest for
emphasis, “community colleges across the country that serve low-income
communities, organizations that build and manage housing for the homeless with
comprehensive drug, alcohol, and mental health treatment, remedial job training,
and follow-up support. ... “It’s for these reasons that I seek someone to
rescue EPSILON from the peril it now faces. In short, I’m seeking a messiah.”</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"">Dallas waited
for the shoe to drop.</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"">“I’ve
procured the weapons. Half a dozen Water Bugs and their lasers. Now I need
someone to recruit, train, and lead the pilots. Dallas, will you lead this
squadron?”</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""Arial","sans-serif"">Dallas felt
like he was being examined under a microscope. Steve’s gaze was unflinching.
After what felt like an interminable silence, he blurted out, “Yes. I’ll do
it.”</span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span><b><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> </span></b></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: medium;">~~~~~~~~~~~~~</span></span></p><p class="MsoNoSpacing"><span face=""MS Reference Sans Serif","sans-serif"" style="font-size: medium; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;"><i><b>* Falling in Love with the
Main Characters <o:p></o:p></b></i></span></p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 6pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face=""MS Reference Sans Serif","sans-serif"" style="line-height: 200%;"><i> </i></span><i style="font-family: "MS Reference Sans Serif", "sans-serif"; text-indent: 0.5in;">Writing SciFi Thrillers
requires two things of my main characters: They have to be smart (for the
SciFi). And they have to be kick-ass (for the Thriller). That’s a difficult
combination. To have any chance that my readers will buy into them, they have
to be relatable. There has to be something about them that the reader will
think, “Oh, this person isn’t just another boring superhuman. There’s some
depth to them. They’re someone I want to get to know.”</i></span></p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 6pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span face=""MS Reference Sans Serif","sans-serif"" style="font-size: medium; line-height: 200%;"><i>I do that 4 ways. 1) I give
them a flaw. Dallas Gordon is the commander of the rescue mission dispatched to
save EPSILON’s Mars base. The occupants face annihilation at the hands of an
imperial armada. He is a naval war hero pilot and POW, he commanded the first
mission to Mars, and he’s a former climbing instructor. He’s also smart. You have
to be to pilot an F-35 Lightning II or command a mission to Mars. But he’s shy.
He ducks out of the limelight whenever he can (which happens a lot). And he’s
shy of women. He’s now in a relationship with Ann Waters, but she had to
initiate things when they first met out of college. But they parted ways, he to
become a naval aviator, she to earn a PhD. After they ended up working at
EPSILON on the same space mission, she had to save his bacon from Earth after
he crash-landed on Mars before he admitted to himself that he still loved her.
Thus began a 200-million-mile long-distance relationship! But they end up
married in Red Planet Lancers, proving that the guy isn’t a flake. Another
endearing quality!<o:p></o:p></i></span></p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 6pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span face=""MS Reference Sans Serif","sans-serif"" style="font-size: medium; line-height: 200%;"><i>2) I give them sexual
tension. Dallas and Ann aren’t the only ones. The current base commander,
Gennady Antonov fell for the Flight Surgeon who saved his life after his Russian
stealth fighter was sabotaged during a joint exercise in the Mojave Desert. After
leaving the military for EPSILON, LaDonna recruits him to join the company
space program. She holds him at arm’s length until they are separated. She goes
to Mars with Dallas while he stays behind. When he flies to Mars to replace
Dallas, Genady and LaDonna are reunited. Sparks fly (in a good way).<o:p></o:p></i></span></p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 6pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span face=""MS Reference Sans Serif","sans-serif"" style="font-size: medium; line-height: 200%;"><i>3) I give them differences
of opinion. The leaders at Ep City are all highly educated. The miners are
mostly high school dropouts. They’re all ex-cons. The miner’s pursuit of money
(they’re working under contract), and their prejudices often put them at odds
with leadership—to at times disastrous consequences. But that provides
opportunities for my next technique.<o:p></o:p></i></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
</p><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 6pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span face=""MS Reference Sans Serif","sans-serif"" style="line-height: 200%;"><i><span style="font-size: medium;">4) I give them a challenge
that forces them to grow or change. In the end, facing that challenge has
changed them on the inside. They learn something new, or they make up for a
failure (redemption). In Red Planet Lancers, some miners’ prejudices lead to
betrayal, exposing the entire base to the enemy force bearing down on them.
Oops. I can’t reveal any more without giving away the ending! Read Red Planet
Lancers. You’ll see what I mean. ;-)</span></i><o:p style="font-size: 12pt;"></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif""> ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~</span></span></p>
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engineer in bustling Seattle. In his spare time, he read novels by the greatest
names in science fiction: Andy Weir, Frank Herbert, Arthur C. Clarke, Ray
Bradbury, Isaac Asimov, and so many others. As he read these authors’ works, he
was inspired to write Sci-Fi Thrillers to engage and entertain readers like him.</span><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; margin-bottom: 0.25in; text-align: justify;"><span face="Arial, "sans-serif"" style="font-size: medium;">As
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<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Ancient Egypt was a time when people believed that everything that happened, for better or for worse, was determined by the will of the gods. </span></p>
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<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">The Will of the Gods </span></b></p>
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<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">Book 1 </span></b></p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">by Ian Lancaster</span></p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Genre: Historical Egyptian Fiction</span></p>
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.silverdaggertours.com/uploads/8/2/5/5/82557464/thewillofthegods-about-the-book_orig.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="94" data-original-width="557" height="54" src="https://www.silverdaggertours.com/uploads/8/2/5/5/82557464/thewillofthegods-about-the-book_orig.png" width="320" /></span></a></div>
<a href="https://www.silverdaggertours.com/uploads/8/2/5/5/82557464/1-the-will-of-the-gods-book-1-ebook_orig.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img alt="The Will of the Gods Book 1 by Ian Lancaster Genre: Historical Egyptian Fiction" border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="484" height="400" src="https://www.silverdaggertours.com/uploads/8/2/5/5/82557464/1-the-will-of-the-gods-book-1-ebook_orig.png" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" title="The Will of the Gods Book 1 by Ian Lancaster Genre: Historical Egyptian Fiction" width="323" /></span></a><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">The Will of the Gods trilogy is a work of historical fiction set in Pharaonic Egypt during the time of the New Kingdom. It comprises eight stories that form a continuous narrative, following the same principal characters through interconnected adventures. The stories are told in the first person by the characters involved, and span a period of about fifty years and the reigns of four kings. There are many adult themes.</span></p><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">Part 1 contains:</span></b></p><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">Conspiracy in the Sands</span></b></p><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">A short story set in Ancient Egypt about a young man who loses love and finds a mystery.</span></p><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">Treason on the Nile</span></b></p><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">The sequel to "Conspiracy in the Sands", this extended short story continues the adventures of the embalmer's son, now part of the king's family. Tasked by the king to go south to restore a desecrated tomb, neither would have believed the dangers that would follow for either of them - and even for the kingdom itself!</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
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<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">Valley of Secrets</span></b></p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">The third part of the series is set in Ancient Egypt: the king has been murdered and his family is in great danger. But who is the enemy?</span></p>
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<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">Sceptre of the Gods</span></b></p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">A royal tomb has been violated and a foreign power threatens the king. How are these connected and what can be done to save the kingdom?</span></p>
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://www.silverdaggertours.com/uploads/8/2/5/5/82557464/thewillofthegods-about-the-book_orig.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="94" data-original-width="557" height="54" src="https://www.silverdaggertours.com/uploads/8/2/5/5/82557464/thewillofthegods-about-the-book_orig.png" width="320" /></span></a></b></div>
<a href="https://www.silverdaggertours.com/uploads/8/2/5/5/82557464/2-the-will-of-the-gods-book-2-ebook_orig.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img alt="The Will of the Gods Book 1 by Ian Lancaster Genre: Historical Egyptian Fiction" border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="484" height="400" src="https://www.silverdaggertours.com/uploads/8/2/5/5/82557464/2-the-will-of-the-gods-book-2-ebook_orig.png" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" title="The Will of the Gods Book 1 by Ian Lancaster Genre: Historical Egyptian Fiction" width="323" /></span></a><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">The Will of the Gods trilogy is a work of historical fiction set in Pharaonic Egypt during the time of the New Kingdom. It comprises eight stories that form a continuous narrative, following the same principal characters through interconnected adventures. The stories are told in the first person by the characters involved, and span a period of about fifty years and the reigns of four kings. There are many adult themes.</span></p><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">Part 2 contains:</span></b></p><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">Labyrinth of Fear</span></b></p><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">A novel set in Ancient Egypt and Minoan Crete at the time of the cataclysmic eruption of the island of Thera (Santorini).</span></p><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">An Alliance of Kings</span></b></p><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Part six of the Egypt Saga. Set mainly on and around the island of Crete, where three kings meet to form an alliance against a mysterious enemy, known as The Sea People. Old passions are reignited and new relationships are formed, but an unpredictable encounter leads to a tragic outcome.</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://www.silverdaggertours.com/uploads/8/2/5/5/82557464/thewillofthegods-about-the-book_orig.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="94" data-original-width="557" height="54" src="https://www.silverdaggertours.com/uploads/8/2/5/5/82557464/thewillofthegods-about-the-book_orig.png" width="320" /></span></a></b></div>
<a href="https://www.silverdaggertours.com/uploads/8/2/5/5/82557464/3-the-will-of-the-gods-book-3-ebook_orig.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img alt="The Will of the Gods Book 1 by Ian Lancaster Genre: Historical Egyptian Fiction" border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="484" height="400" src="https://www.silverdaggertours.com/uploads/8/2/5/5/82557464/3-the-will-of-the-gods-book-3-ebook_orig.png" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" title="The Will of the Gods Book 1 by Ian Lancaster Genre: Historical Egyptian Fiction" width="323" /></span></a><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">The Will of the Gods trilogy is a work of historical fiction set in Pharaonic Egypt during the time of the New Kingdom. It comprises eight stories that form a continuous narrative, following the same principal characters through interconnected adventures. The stories are told in the first person by the characters involved and span about fifty years and the reigns of four kings. There are many adult themes.</span></p><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">Part 3 contains:</span></b></p><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">The Curse of the Sea People</span></b></p><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Part seven of the Egypt Saga. The Sea People have returned and the island of Crete is in danger. A new king relies on family, where everyone has a role to play and each faces difficult challenges and adventures of their own.</span></p><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">Lord of the Two Lands</span></b></p><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Afraid for the succession, a young king knows he must prove himself worthy before the gods. His chance comes in a most unexpected way when a new friend becomes a deadly enemy. This is the eighth and final part of the Egypt saga.</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
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Numero Unohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03440460786191985286noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9078219368448419657.post-72235539251191147932024-02-26T13:30:00.000-08:002024-02-26T13:30:00.127-08:00Soul Masters: The Hunting Grounds Soul Masters Book One K.R. Gastreich<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM6WTNoGZq7qm-JfxXs4K0T_UBcRnZy2eKX_m3auVlPIMrJEhmIyeVuQ-b_ul_Cy630vUt3GcxETG2w76-YyvePA3byCRv4vvyljJhRk1sOUGXMuJkIilwc3dg5cM4hy4pdghUn6rHQQ6lFCQ6auGqngwxhs0sYd7jr4xvWwUGhjJKX-0qIvYQMougioMG/s820/soul%20masters%20Banner%20.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><img border="0" data-original-height="312" data-original-width="820" height="245" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM6WTNoGZq7qm-JfxXs4K0T_UBcRnZy2eKX_m3auVlPIMrJEhmIyeVuQ-b_ul_Cy630vUt3GcxETG2w76-YyvePA3byCRv4vvyljJhRk1sOUGXMuJkIilwc3dg5cM4hy4pdghUn6rHQQ6lFCQ6auGqngwxhs0sYd7jr4xvWwUGhjJKX-0qIvYQMougioMG/w645-h245/soul%20masters%20Banner%20.png" width="645" /></span></a></span></div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><br /></span><div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><b><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaAdupnn8JJNkuQv33LsqjL-w01XEtUpwVMZmEfphE_EDoxFK8tUKTQqzmfa5QBtR0e_MWq6hiy5gknBikXrYaGds02xVonHmhuC1DoQnGfHfUgN-mwzk0U0rpDgSj7KBWWHoVfGrkbZzEwTHDy3lsoYA6ZiEde4bTArnTycpUTfivsE1pF1lqTchzP456/s2252/SoulMastersTheHuntingGrounds_w17960_ib.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2252" data-original-width="1400" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaAdupnn8JJNkuQv33LsqjL-w01XEtUpwVMZmEfphE_EDoxFK8tUKTQqzmfa5QBtR0e_MWq6hiy5gknBikXrYaGds02xVonHmhuC1DoQnGfHfUgN-mwzk0U0rpDgSj7KBWWHoVfGrkbZzEwTHDy3lsoYA6ZiEde4bTArnTycpUTfivsE1pF1lqTchzP456/s320/SoulMastersTheHuntingGrounds_w17960_ib.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" width="199" /></a></div>Soul Masters: The Hunting Grounds</b></span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><b>Soul Masters</b></span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><b>Book One</b></span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><b>K.R. Gastreich</b></span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><b>Genre:</b> Paranormal Romance</span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><b>Publisher: </b>The Wild Rose Press</span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><b>Date of Publication:</b> February 7, 2024</span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><b>ISBN:</b> 978-1509253302</span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><b>ASIN: </b>B0CP6GMWRK</span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><b>Number of pages: </b>320</span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><b>Word Count: </b>90k</span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><b>Cover Artist: </b>Kristian Norris</span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><b>Tagline: </b>He wants to claim her soul. But can she capture his heart?</span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><b>Book Description:</b></span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">On a hike through the forest, Mayela stumbles into a terrifying world where immortals hunt souls. To survive she secures protection from a Soul Master. When he demands payment, Mayela fights back. But how can she fight the desire consuming her heart?</span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">Every soul Nathan claims expands the power of his realm. In Mayela, he finds a rare gift that could guarantee his place among the Soul Masters. All he must do is secure her allegiance without losing his heart. And Nathan has no heart to lose. Or does he?</span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">With eternity at stake, Mayela and Nathan ignite a transcendent passion that breaks all the rules. Among the Soul Masters, a malevolent force awakens. The final hunt is on…</span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://amzn.to/48n624N">Amazon</a> <a href="https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/soul-masters-kr-gastreich/1144418170">BN</a> <a href="https://bookshop.org/p/books/soul-masters-the-hunting-grounds-k-r-gastreich/20925562?ean=9781509253302">Bookshop</a></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b style="font-family: times; font-size: large; text-align: left; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span><br /></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b style="font-family: times; font-size: large; text-align: left; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span>Excerpt:</span></b></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><blockquote>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: times;">Then
everything froze. Joni, the customers, the cars outside. All movement simply
stopped. The chime on the front door sounded. My throat went dry. Somehow, I
knew what was happening. I knew who had arrived, though I didn’t understand how
or why.<br />
Twisting around, I peered over the rim of the booth. Standing in the doorway
was the man from my hallucinations, a creature of the dark plains. Tall and
slim, broad-shouldered, dark in aspect. That same man had beheaded a snake in
my kitchen. Not my kitchen, I reminded myself. The illusion of my kitchen, part
of the same hallucination of an impossible world. The Hunting Grounds, he’d
called it. Where we go to hunt souls.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: times;">My
mind spun with the impossibility of what I was seeing. He couldn’t be real.
Yet here he was, in Joni’s shop. Except, he looked different. His hair
was peppered gray instead of black. His skin seemed a shade darker. Or maybe
lighter? It was like wrapping my head around a mirage, trying to remember what
he looked like in my nightmares. But the simple force of his presence, the
quiet luminescence of his spirit, was unmistakable. That was him.<br />
Without so much as a glance in my direction, the man stepped into the shop and
started toward the counter. Everything stirred at once. Several people looked
his way. Joni let go a long, low whistle.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: times;">“Well,
I’ll be!” she exclaimed. "We haven’t had anyone that drop-dead gorgeous walk
in here since…Well, ever!”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: times;">She
kept staring, mouth agape, as he ordered coffee. Then her face lit up, and she
jumped into action, wiping down the table next to me.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: times;">“I’ve
got an idea,” she said. “I think you should go for him.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: times;">“What?”
I croaked.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: times;">“He’s
totally your style.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: times;">“I
don’t date men in suits.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: times;">“What
are you talking about?” She laughed. “Look at him! It’s fate. I can feel it.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: times;">“Joni
–”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: times;">“Sir!”
She called. “Sir, we’ve got an empty table right over here. Next to the
windows.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: times;">Holy
crap! I sank deeper into my seat. “I’m serious, Joni! Send him somewhere else.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: times;">“Straighten
up, beautiful.” She patted me on the shoulder. “Give it a shot. What’ve you got
to lose?”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: times;">Then
she was gone. I cast about frantically for an escape, but there was no back
exit from the booth. Unless I wanted to crash through the window. Could I do that?
Crash through the window?<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: times;">Yeah,
I could do that. But I’d have to leave my insects behind, and –<br />
And there he was, taking the table next to me. His chair scraped against the
floor. His clothes rustled as he settled in. Minutes passed while my heart
pounded inside my chest. I kept my face turned, pretended to stare out the
window, wondered whether it would hurt to feel the glass shatter against my
skin.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: times;">Idle
talk filled the coffee shop. Customers came and went, orders were taken, steam
forced through frothing milk.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="font-family: times;">Still
the man said nothing.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"><span><span style="font-family: times;">I snuck a glance in his direction. Damn, he was
handsome. Heart stoppingly so. Desire tugged at my gut, a strangely familiar
sense of attraction, as if we’d known each other before this moment. As if I’d
been bound to him in a time before memory.</span></span></p></blockquote></span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><b>About the Author:</b></span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9F_96SYhjeuQH3tG76IgL7Q1ZL6aX82lUVcsx-Q9pFU8a9KwPAEPijZlJeEgwIJ8KuYU0myM24KjmIioTkr0_jIDAhL03SCKB99katBe_voFCg8TinBhYFiBKeV5gjRQeHjxK7W9Gsgr-MTKVX4siHSLBydT6JvoTdvIdRWmo5HFQXm29lA_1na2Qfvaj/s2100/5x7_300dpi_Karin_244A0694.jpg" style="clear: right; font-family: georgia; font-size: large; font-weight: 700; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2100" data-original-width="1500" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9F_96SYhjeuQH3tG76IgL7Q1ZL6aX82lUVcsx-Q9pFU8a9KwPAEPijZlJeEgwIJ8KuYU0myM24KjmIioTkr0_jIDAhL03SCKB99katBe_voFCg8TinBhYFiBKeV5gjRQeHjxK7W9Gsgr-MTKVX4siHSLBydT6JvoTdvIdRWmo5HFQXm29lA_1na2Qfvaj/w143-h200/5x7_300dpi_Karin_244A0694.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" width="143" /></a><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">K.R. Gastreich is a recipient of the OZMA Award for fantasy fiction and the Andrews Forest Writer’s Residency, as well as a winner of the Women on Writing Flash Fiction Contest. Her fantasy novels feature high-stakes romance, gripping battles, and darkly lyrical prose. In addition to Soul Masters and The Silver Web trilogy, she has published short stories in Zahir, Adventures for the Average Woman, 69 Flavors of Paranoia, and World Jumping.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">A proud native of the American Midwest, K.R. Gastreich lived for many years in Texas and then in Latin America before returning to the Kansas City Metro where she grew up. When not writing she enjoys hiking, camping, studying dance, and spending time with her family.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">To learn about new releases and other events, visit K.R. Gastreich’s website at <a href="http://krgastreich.com"><b>krgastreich.com</b></a>, or follow her on Instagram @EolynChronicles.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><b>Website:</b> <a href="https://www.krgastreich.com">https://www.krgastreich.com</a></span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><b>Linktree:</b> <a href="https://linktr.ee/EolynChronicles">https://linktr.ee/EolynChronicles</a> </span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><b>Facebook:</b> <a href="https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100063135194840">https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100063135194840</a></span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><b>Goodreads:</b> <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4431702.K_R_Gastreich">https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4431702.K_R_Gastreich</a></span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjneKRhoLUUYFdqwOjkfAf1Ixk2_oDnvrcX3afyFwLgfdKen9-jXj5eK20hKTJq10gmYO-Xums4aRQrLo3jSuWbXrS5oN6Oeq8KgajjVC8Lf6i7Cq302nF7V5biIcYn76PwTpbTI1Fvvmi3XGQSCTKKr5ggqh_TqAM4Yfi3nL6zLt0cGCqDUK7APPItcMcZ/s1080/soul%20masters%20Instagram%20Post.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjneKRhoLUUYFdqwOjkfAf1Ixk2_oDnvrcX3afyFwLgfdKen9-jXj5eK20hKTJq10gmYO-Xums4aRQrLo3jSuWbXrS5oN6Oeq8KgajjVC8Lf6i7Cq302nF7V5biIcYn76PwTpbTI1Fvvmi3XGQSCTKKr5ggqh_TqAM4Yfi3nL6zLt0cGCqDUK7APPItcMcZ/s320/soul%20masters%20Instagram%20Post.png" width="320" /></span></a></div></div><div><br /></div></div>
Numero Unohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03440460786191985286noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9078219368448419657.post-37603887319416831012024-02-23T14:30:00.000-08:002024-02-23T14:30:00.240-08:00MAMACADABRA by Carrie Monroe O’Keefe<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://goddessfishpromotions.blogspot.com/2023/12/blurb-blitz-tour-mamacadabra-by-carrie.html" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0px; text-align: center;"><img alt="MAMACADABRA by Carrie Monroe O’Keefe" border="0" data-original-height="670" data-original-width="1200" height="357" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwOU6QP0HFYjzfhCtDbRhKloio05YmT5gfvPmpK5yz5iSIrbKakQubmdOan2uMJ9nIUU6iMeFxoHjx632tmsBNduiBhdhmlgKmUNqAXjEbFzFc6zyHRTiqlm-n8swDo_isRytKU_hn4yoC0sry6qJmcWMuQZBz7lEiU8Jf149J4kRUZ5VL8_CZ0lgs-Ro/w640-h357/Tour%20Banner_Mamacadabra.gif" title="MAMACADABRA by Carrie Monroe O’Keefe" width="640" /></a></div><p> This post is part of a virtual book tour organized by <a href="http://www.goddessfish.com">Goddess Fish Promotions</a>. The author will award a $25 Amazon/BN GC to a randomly drawn commenter. Click on the tour banner to see the other stops on the tour.</p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGX8kGk1kP2dvzIGGeNDq1gnjOmhlpAAAVCTLUxWdSuEsSibrmWXa96ich9wrB3kVHAeTvbIZblTH5S9w3yq88FeGef7KFrhADDzc179fIS2IbUpJgbI5ShvYIO1FeJWvlS9Xqe-6SE0VPhMxzM1q3ah4xw2_a4ZB3LcUr72y5__3kpSaHfnnnV2VYX6M/s3750/BookCover_Mamacadabra.jpg" style="clear: left; display: block; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; padding: 1em 0px; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="3750" data-original-width="2566" height="286" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGX8kGk1kP2dvzIGGeNDq1gnjOmhlpAAAVCTLUxWdSuEsSibrmWXa96ich9wrB3kVHAeTvbIZblTH5S9w3yq88FeGef7KFrhADDzc179fIS2IbUpJgbI5ShvYIO1FeJWvlS9Xqe-6SE0VPhMxzM1q3ah4xw2_a4ZB3LcUr72y5__3kpSaHfnnnV2VYX6M/w195-h286/BookCover_Mamacadabra.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" width="195" /></a><p>Starting her third year of marriage, Carrie Monroe O’Keefe had already been on the roller coaster of extreme highs and lows of a newly blended family. Thinking she could do a better job of navigating marriage, stepmotherhood, working full time, and all of the things, she embarked on a year of “what if.”</p>
Settling into her role as wife and mom, she tried to find ways to do things better, see things differently, and reframe her thinking to create a better home for her family and to feel more at home herself. With humour, unwavering honesty, vulnerability, and sarcasm, Carrie finds her way through the year and to her true self.<b><br /></b><div><br /></div><div><b>Read an Excerpt</b> <br /><br />
From Chapter: A Real Mom After All<br /><br />
No one can fully prepare you for the journey of being a stepmom. In the early days, I doubted myself daily, suffered from depression, considered divorce, and constantly questioned the meaning and viability of our relationship. My relationship with my little girls that is.<br /><br />
I had to look at the kind of mom I wanted to be and the kind of mom I actually was. Because we only have our little girls half the time, I was consumed with worry about what their life was like when they weren’t with us. However, this only led to me being too uptight, too rigid, and too crabby. When they came home, the worry subsided but then I turned into a crazy mom, constantly trying to have everything work perfectly. Which, obviously, isn’t a thing.<br /><br />
It took a while, but eventually, everything just kind of fell into place. I stopped worrying about what people thought about how I parent. I stopped caring whether others viewed me as one of the little girls’ moms. Most importantly, I stopped trying to compare myself to someone else. Finally, I decided I was one of their parents and I do, in fact, matter. I’m playing an important part in how these little girls will grow up, how they’ll turn out and who they’ll become. I am one of their moms.<br /><br />
<b>About the Author:</b> <div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXEkFSOlgZELuGaKCmONmydMZ1B8QfD2KXJreGGQkUIka0vFR8Je-EvUsBDV-lxpYZoK5YNeDkLJn8JzHivIfHPtznQtDMrSeyveRbOn1bzNLoFR-jYKk0t3bSXdn-N2AJqMY2aIjEDRz2nb3LibBkHD_dR0OW7z91BfzwevNM1j7X2rBIcqW9tKjTjWY/s1800/author%20image.jpeg" style="clear: left; display: block; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; padding: 1em 0px; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="1800" data-original-width="1200" height="272" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXEkFSOlgZELuGaKCmONmydMZ1B8QfD2KXJreGGQkUIka0vFR8Je-EvUsBDV-lxpYZoK5YNeDkLJn8JzHivIfHPtznQtDMrSeyveRbOn1bzNLoFR-jYKk0t3bSXdn-N2AJqMY2aIjEDRz2nb3LibBkHD_dR0OW7z91BfzwevNM1j7X2rBIcqW9tKjTjWY/w181-h272/author%20image.jpeg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" width="181" /></a></div>Carrie Monroe O’Keefe started blogging about her life by sharing stories of marriage, stepmotherhood, and how to navigate it all on mamacadabra.com in 2012. People said they loved reading the posts, so she kept writing. In addition to blogging, she released her middle-grade fiction book, The Whole Truth, in 2019. <br /><br />
Carrie lives outside of Minneapolis with her husband, two daughters, and dog Finlay. <br /><br /><b>
Website:</b> <a href="http://www.mamacadabra.com">http://www.mamacadabra.com</a><br /><b>
Instagram:</b> <a href="http://www.instagram.com/monroeokeefe">http://www.instagram.com/monroeokeefe</a><br /><b>
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Numero Unohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03440460786191985286noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9078219368448419657.post-21152321839153306492024-02-22T19:51:00.000-08:002024-02-22T19:51:00.131-08:00Lovers in Hell by Janet Morris<p style="text-align: center;"> <a href="https://www.silverdaggertours.com/uploads/8/2/5/5/82557464/lovers-in-hell-banner_orig.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="Lovers in Hell A Heroes in Hell Anthology by Janet Morris Genre: Dark Fantasy Anthology" border="0" data-original-height="298" data-original-width="800" height="238" src="https://www.silverdaggertours.com/uploads/8/2/5/5/82557464/lovers-in-hell-banner_orig.png" title="Lovers in Hell A Heroes in Hell Anthology by Janet Morris Genre: Dark Fantasy Anthology" width="640" /></a></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> Only fools fall in love, and hell is filled with fools.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;">
<span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Lovers in Hell </b>
</span></p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;">A Heroes in Hell
Anthology
</span></p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;">by Janet Morris
</span></p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Genre: Dark Fantasy
Anthology</span></p><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.silverdaggertours.com/uploads/8/2/5/5/82557464/heroesinhell-about-the-set_orig.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="139" data-original-width="800" height="56" src="https://www.silverdaggertours.com/uploads/8/2/5/5/82557464/heroesinhell-about-the-set_orig.png" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.silverdaggertours.com/uploads/8/2/5/5/82557464/lovers-in-hell-ebook_orig.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="484" height="400" src="https://www.silverdaggertours.com/uploads/8/2/5/5/82557464/lovers-in-hell-ebook_orig.png" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" width="323" /></a></p><span style="font-size: medium;"><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> Only fools fall in love, and hell is filled with fools. Our damned
lovers include Christopher Marlowe and Will Shakespeare, Napoleon
and Wellington, Orpheus and Eurydice, Hatshepsut and Senenmut,
Abelard and Heloise, Helen and Penelope, Saint Teresa and Satan's
Reaper, Madge Kendall and the Elephant Man, and more . . . -- all of
whom pay a hellish price for indulging their affections.</div>
<div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Shakespeare
said "To be wise and love exceeds man's might," and in
Lovers in Hell, the damned in hell exceed all bounds as they search
for their true loves, punish the perfidious, and avoid getting caught
up in Satan's snares. In ten stories of misery and madness, hell's
most loveless seek to slake the thirst that can never be quenched,
and find true love amid the lies of ages.</div></span><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Includes:</span></p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>Never Doubt I
Love</i> – Janet Morris and Chris Morris</span></p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>Love Interrupted
</i>– Nancy Asire</span></p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>Lovers Sans
Phalli</i> – S. E. Lindberg</span></p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>Fume of Sighs
</i>– Janet Morris and Chris Morris</span></p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>Calamity</i>
– Michael E. Dellert</span></p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>Love Triangle</i>
– Michael H. Hanson</span></p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>A Hand of Four
Queens</i> – A. L. Butcher</span></p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>Devil’s Trull</i>
– Andrew P. Weston</span></p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>Withering Blights</i>
– Joe Bonadonna</span></p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>Wrath of Love</i>
– Janet Morris and Chris Morris</span></p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Excerpt
from<i> Hell Gate</i> – Andrew P. Weston</span></p>
<p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><em><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-position: normal;"><span style="color: #ff3333;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>**On
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><b>S. E. Lindberg</b> resides near Cincinnati, Ohio working as a
microscopist, employing his skills as a scientist and artist to
understand the manufacturing of products analogous to medieval
paints. Two decades of practicing chemistry, combined with a passion
for the Sword and Sorcery genre, spurred him to write Dyscrasia
Fiction: graphic adventure fictionalizing the alchemical humor.</span></p><p style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;"><b style="font-size: 12pt;"><a href="https://www.selindberg.com/">Website</a>
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