DreamMental Damnation Part 2by Konn LaveryGenre: Epic Dark Fantasy 

Thought to be banished to the underworld by the humans, Krista mysteriously

finds herself as the first of her kind to walk on the surface in

centuries. This was caused by one of the underworld’s corrupt

leaders, Danil, who uses her in an unholy ritual to set their people

free. Danil’s infectious touch gives Krista the nightmarish disease

known as Mental Damnation.

She becomes the key interest of two men, Paladin and Dr. Alsroc, who

struggle to make sense of her sudden appearance and how it relates to

Mental Damnation. Her friend back in the underworld, Darkwing,

abandons his gang to begin his search for her.

Krista finds herself torn between two worlds, gaining acceptance among the

humans while experiencing inner turmoil from hallucinations caused by

her disease. These visions paint a hellish dream world known as

Dreadweave Pass where the realm’s ruler, a corrupt god known as the

Weaver, is on the hunt for her. Krista’s blood is believed to be a

key component for the Weaver’s retribution against the Heavenly

Kingdoms that once banished him!

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Reality

Mental Damnation Part 1

 

Having her family murdered by the humans during her people’s banishment

from the surface world, Krista and her only friend, Darkwing,

struggle to remain alive. The pair of reptilian street scum live in

their newfound home, the City of Renasence, dictated by a fascist

military known as the Renasence Guard. The two find themselves at

odds when Krista puts her faith in the Five Guardians’ goal of

unification, while Darkwing chooses to stand with a notorious gang,

the Blood Hounds, who are known for their anarchist views

This divide in their friendship forces Krista to persist on her own as the

Five Guardians become crazed from an unknown disease – Mental

Damnation. After their infection, the Guardians develop a bizarre

interest in her, claiming they must reap her innocence for their

newfound master, the Weaver.

With a military dictatorship, politically-driven gangs and their guardians

infected and on a hunt for her, Krista has limited options for

survival: Does she fend for her life in the City of Renascence,

against menacing forces, or risk leaving everything behind and enter

the uncharted realm of the underworld?

 

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Konn Lavery is a Canadian horror and dark fantasy writer who is known for

his Mental Damnation series. The second book, Dream, reached the

Edmonton Journal’s top five selling fictional books list. He

started writing fantasy stories at a very young age while being home

schooled. It wasn’t until graduating college that he began

professionally pursuing his work with his first release, Reality.

Since then he has continued to write works of fiction ranging from

fantasy to horror.

His literary work is done in the long hours of the night. By day, Konn

runs his own graphic design and website development business under

the title Reveal Design. These skills have been transcribed into the

formatting and artwork found within his publications supporting his

fascination of transmedia storytelling.

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The Royal Marine

The Royal Marine

The Sin Bin Book 4

by Dahlia Donovan

Genre: M/M Contemporary Romance

 

Who keeps the Royal Marine’s heart safe when he’s running

headlong into danger?

Akash Robinson fuses his Indian and British heritage into his baked

creations. His life is all things sugar and spice, especially when a

blind date leads him to the older military man of his dreams. Family,

friends, and an unwanted admirer all threaten both his sanity and his

budding romance.

Hamish Ross carries the names of his lost soldiers on his back. He takes his

work seriously with no time for love. All it takes is one impulsive

kiss to lead him into uncharted romantic waters.

When a sarcastic baker mixes with a stoic alpha marine, who will come out

on top when the flour settles?

The Royal Marine is

book four in Dahlia Donovan’s international bestselling gay romance

series, The Sin Bin. Each one features hot rugby players and the men

who steal their hearts.

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Dahlia Donovan wrote her first romance series after a crazy dream about

shifters and damsels in distress. She prefers irreverent humour and

unconventional characters. An autistic and occasional hermit, her

life wouldn’t be complete without her husband and her massive

collection of books and video games.

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Golden Fleecesby Robert J. SawyerGenre: Scifi Mystery

Winner of the Aurora Award for best novel of the year. Named best novel of the year by The Magazine of Fantasy & Science Fiction.



MURDER INSPACE

Starcology Argo. A superstarship on a mission to a distant world. Controlled by

a monumental computer named JASON, the Argoproceeds flawlessly… until death strikes its sleek decks with sudden and mysterious

precision.

Astrophysicist Diana Chandler is dead of radiation. Her body lies in the Argo’s

ທີ່ສ – where hydrogen ions are funneled into the engines. Chandler’s death has been deemed suicide. But her ex-husband, Aaron Rossman, isn’t so sure. As he probes further, he becomes certain that

Diana’s death is a matter of murder – and that the murderer is JASON

Now Rossman must face the unthinkable: why would an artificial intelligence conceive and execute that most heinous of human crimes? And if so, can a mortal mind take on a cunning computer… and

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Honourable Liesby Fran ConnorGenre: Historical Romance

 

Victorian England with its hypocritical mores, a poor orphan girl elevated to

High Society where she learns how to be a ‘Lady’, a handsome and

wealthy love interest and a dastardly baddie combine to make this

Romatic Thriller a page turner that you won’t put down. The road up

from the gutter is long; the way back may be quicker unless Victoria

can outwit her Nemesis and overcome her jealousy.

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Fran Connor is British and lives in SW France with his wonderful wife Viv,

their dog Molly and chickens. He claims he’s living in that area for

the lifestyle and weather which he says helps an author’s creative

juices. It may just be an excuse to drink wine and lounge in the sun.

He writes novels, nine published so far with two more coming out

soon. 

In addition to novels, he also writes screenplays.

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Hiding a Wolfe

Hiding a Wolfe

by EA Hunt

“Genre: Romance

Lt. Paul Wolfe’s last deployment had cost him everything. His fiancee, his leg, his mental stability. So when his name comes up for a service animal to help him with his anxiety he wonders if he will be good enough for the animal or will he push it away like he has done so many other things in his life.

Alice Saint loved what she did she gave people the ability to get their lives back by providing them with service animals. One special animal was to be given to Lt. Paul Wolfe aspecial case who was recommended by one of the therapist she worked with.

When the day of the animal exchange to sparks fly for Alice and Paul causing their lives to change in so many different and amazing ways.

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The Quintaglio Ascension Book 1by Robert J. SawyersGenre: SciFi Fantasy



Sixty-five million years ago, aliens transplanted Earth’s dinosaurs to another

world. Now, intelligent saurians – the Quintaglios — have emerged. Afsan, the Quintaglio counterpart of Galileo, must convince his people of the truth about their place in the universe before astronomical forces rip the dinosaurs’ new home apart.

The Face of God is what every youngsaurian learns to call the immense, glowing object which fills the night sky on the far side of the world. Young Afsan is privileged, called to the distant Capital City to apprentice with Saleed the court astrologer. But when the time comes for Afsan to make his coming-of-age pilgrimage, to gaze upon the Face of God, his world is changed forever- for what he sees will test his faith… and may save his world from disasterl






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Transcending FireNew World Bikers Book 1by Casey Moss Genre: MC Romance, Dystopian, SciFi

 

Hunter Macario wants one thing—a place to belong. When given an

opportunity to solidify his position in the Devil’s Thunder MC, he

takes it.

Dragon’s Clan member, Safaia King, believes she’s found the man from her

people’s legend and her dreams. She has one goal, even if he’s in

a rival club—to make Hunter hers and keep him safe so he can

fulfill their destiny.

After Hunter makes a huge mistake, he’s sent to where Safaia lives—an

alternate universe called The Den. In this new world, sex, battles,

and secrets abound. Hunter must survive The Den to right some wrongs

or else he could lose everything he’s ever gained, including his

home and Safaia’s love.

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Casey Moss delves into the darker aspects of life in her writing, sometimes

basing the stories on reality, sometimes on myth. No matter the path,

her stories will take you on a journey from the light-hearted

paranormal to dark things unspeakable. Casey’s passion lies in darker

fiction. Her stories fall under the categories of horror, paranormal,

suspense, thriller and urban fantasy. Sometimes there’s a blending of

those genres in one story. Sometimes there are romantic elements

within the books — be sure to note the rating. Some of the stories

are even set within her home city of Las Vegas. But if she’s done her

job right as an author, all the stories should set you on edge, leave

you craving and wanting to explore more of the dark. What waits

around the corner? Come explore…

Not in the mood for dark? Looking for romance and steamy sex? Check out

Casey’s alter ego, C.R. Moss at www.crmoss.com

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FREEING THE BEASTTaming the Beast, book 1by Tina Donahue

Genre: Erotic Paranormal – Romantic Comedy

No more Mr. Nice Guy.

For Becca Salt being a witch isn’t all magic. Too curvy and lonely, she spends her nights running a makeover service for demons, vamps, weres and zombies who want to project a more human, normal side. Their goal? To get the babes without the authorities hunting them down like rabid dogs. Once Becca suppresses the worst of their beast, they’re on the hunt and gone.

Dating has been a definite bitch for Eric Diletto. Although he’s hot and hung, he’s also one of Cupid’s descendants—a god born to believe in courtship, courtesy and all that other junk. Tired of women dumping him for the bad boys, Eric hires Becca to release his inner beast. Grrrr.

Two potions later, they’re crawling all over each other. With Eric’s newfound dominance, he’s definitely the man. And the god, who intends to take Becca here, there and everywhere. Who said sorcery and love wasn’t fun?

Warning—a witchdoctor’s nightmare. Contains potions with weird side effects, a sorceress with limited magical skills and a yearning heart, plus a minor god who wants to get down and dirty. Bad, bad boy.

Ingredients for potions, along with books containing ancient and contemporary spells, littered Becca Salt’s desk at From Crud to Stud, her New Orleans makeover service for supernatural beings.

As a business owner, she had no equal. She’d worked feverishly these last years, putting in the hours and expending the proverbial blood, sweat and tears to grow her company. When it came to management, hiring, promotion or a vision for the future, she had no equal.

As far as magic and attracting guys went, she was a total freaking dud. Love, it seemed, would never come her way. Conjuring, neither.

“Dammit, you can do this.” She was a smart woman, able to rack up a perfect score on the SAT without cracking one textbook, which she’d hated, or cheating with sorcery. Witchcraft should have been a breeze.

If only she could concentrate on this stuff.

Designated Survivor played on her computer screen. Poor Kiefer Sutherland was in a hell of a mess trying to keep the country together while also dodging bullets, conspiracies and backstabbing lawmakers. Her addiction to this show, plus Superstore, The Blacklist, Blindspot and The Good Fight was her downfall. She also sensed being half witch and half mortal had something to do with her difficulty in mastering her craft. If her dad had been a warlock rather than a Democrat and a Teamster, she might have been into this stuff.

Her mom, Rowena, a crackerjack witch from an esteemed covern, hadn’t agreed. “Study more and you’ll do fine,” she’d told Becca the other day. “This stuff’s easier than what you had to do in high school.”

She begged to differ. Dodging the mean girls, being invisible to the guys, navigating each horribly long day without a clique to protect her and looking as she did had been brutal. She wasn’t a ghoul by any means, but she had boobs, hips and thighs like a normal person rather than a high-fashion model.

Countless diets later, here she was, nowhere close to a size zero and desperately wanting a Meat Lover’s pizza chased by a Dove Bar.

Her stomach growled. Frustrated but determined, she waited until the commercial break and tried a simple trick—jerking her finger to open the age-old spells book.

The volume spun, flew across the room and landed on her needlepoint sofa.

“Crap.” She paged through a witchcraft primer the old-fashioned way, like people had to do with print books before e-Readers had come around. Even though Google was supposed to contain all the information in the universe, including how to construct bombs, neither black nor white magic was included in its repertoire.

She rifled faster, her only option. The publication lacked an index and wasn’t organized in any logical manner that she could determine. Whoever put this thing together should be strangled. A page tore. If she’d been at the top of her game, she would have repaired it by wiggling her nose as Samantha Stephens had done in that old TV show Bewitched. More than once, Becca had wondered why even the best witch would bother invoking powers to get material stuff. Next-day Amazon service, delivery drones and credit cards had made these skills unnecessary.

The commercial break ended. Kiefer was back, looking freaked out by the latest disaster but still presidential. She’d reached a page with instructions on how to change channels on a TV or cable programs on a laptop without using a remote, keystrokes or a mouse. At last, something she could use. Before she read details, she checked the copyright date. This baby had been written in the early nineteen-fifties but had regular updates. The last one had happened in the mid nineteen-eighties.

Sorcerers had to get with the times or they’d become as obsolete as looking stuff up rather than asking Siri for data, like a civilized person should.

After scanning the details for changing a show on a computer, she waited until the Designated Survivor credits scrolled down the screen. “Here goes.” She held her breath, religiously repeated the words she needed and moved her finger in a tight circle as indicated in the graphic.

Her laptop shut off, powered back on and opened on a page for an advertisement selling potions at a discount. Even for a witch, there was no relief from pop-up ads.

Footfalls sounded in the hall and rushed toward her office.

Just what she didn’t need, a staff member seeing her struggle with this stuff. Already her screw-ups with magic were legendary. Thankfully, she could count on her mom’s assistance those few times someone needed conjuring that worked. Witchcraft was old-fashioned compared to moonlight therapy for weres, behavioral and aversion treatments for vamps, personality and charm courses for zombies. Nothing but the latest innovations for her clients.

With little time to hide these things the normal way, Becca muttered the words to make junk disappear and waved her hands for good measure.

Several books disintegrated, leaving paper dust in their wake. Others landed in her desk drawers. She could live with that. The potion ingredients settled behind her potted plants. From certain angles they were, indeed, invisible. She burst with pride. After some tweaking on the words and hand gestures, she’d have this spell down pat. Only a zillion others to go.

“Yo.” Zoe stormed inside. “He’s still not here.”

Becca pulled up Excel on her laptop. “Who isn’t?”

“Our client,” Zoe fumed, looking like a waif from Hell, which she basically was. As a former human turned demon who’d crossed back to the lighter, mortal side, she’d taken to dressing like a Catholic schoolgirl. She wore a green plaid skirt that landed mid-calf, anklet socks, saddle shoes and a long-sleeved white blouse with a Peter Pan collar—a sweet, wholesome image except for her facial piercings. Four studs decorated her lower lip, two graced the bridge across her nose, a ring hung through one nostril and several adorned her dark eyebrows. The metal on her face glinted in the glow from streetlights that streamed through the windows. “The photographer’s waited ten minutes already.”

Ah, now Becca understood. He was here to shoot a demon’s ‘after’ pictures to advertise the service for male shifters, genies, reapers, demons—and otherworldly beings. Every night, the staff whipped those poor slobs into shape so they could suppress their worst otherworldly natures, along with the problems that created, and present to mortal women as hotter-than-hell guys. For the most part.

Restraining all that evil and supernatural power wasn’t easy.

Not even for a trooper like poor Zoe, one of Becca’s BFFs and the best enforcer the service had ever had. If customers got too frisky or refused to do as the other staffers asked, Zoe got on their case and made them obey. Right now, irritation smoldered in her black eyes where sparks built from pinpoints to two wiggling flames. The red-orange color was seriously at odds with her pale skin and demure outfit.

Before Zoe had a literal meltdown, Becca talked fast. “Do we know where he lives?”

Once she had the client’s location, she could send another customer to haul him in. Preferably a zombie. Those guys could give an IRS agent a run for his money. No matter what obstacles zombies faced, they kept coming and coming and coming. Not unlike the Energizer Bunny.

“He gave us an address not too far from here.” Zoe cleared the gravel from her throat that made her sound like the centuries-old demon she was. She crossed her skinny arms over her chest, possibly to control her unruly emotions. Didn’t work. Smoke rose from her long raven hair and shoulders and gave off a nasty sulfur stench. “I’ve called his cell phone twelve times. It keeps going to voice mail.” She huffed. “He was our best freaking success.”

“And we’ll get him here.” In a cage, if nothing else worked. “Tell the photographer to chill. We’ll pay overtime. Then help the staffers with our other clients.”

They filled every treatment room tonight. Their hissing, growls and howls proved mild compared to the raucous outside sounds. Despite being ninety degrees with equally high humidity, this street in the French Quarter boomed with life. Tourists, musicians, locals and businesspeople partied hearty, each unaware of what went on in the salon.

“Okay.” Zoe slumped and eyed the dust pile on Becca’s desk. “Ah…sorry for losing my cool.”

“Not a prob. It’s a very human trait.”

Zoe showed her teeth. For her, that was a grateful smile. Batting smoke away from her face, she trudged to the door, stopped and stared at the ingredients peeking out from behind the potted plants.

She didn’t ask what they were doing there or comment about her boss’s lousy magic skills.

Becca buzzed the reception desk where Heather, another BFF, greeted, scheduled and rang out customers.

No answer.

“Heather!” Becca wanted her to work on getting the AWOL client here.

Still no response.

Nothing was going right tonight, which made it like the others in their business.

Swearing, Becca hurried down the hall and searched for Heather. She wasn’t in the break room. There, two vampires guzzled bottles of imported blood. Their pasty skin was almost rosy from the workout they’d been through.

The guy on the left resembled a young Brad Pitt. He gave her a thumbs-up. The other one, a dead ringer for Colin Farrell, gave her the finger.

Becca pushed out her lower lip. “Tough night, huh?”

He hung his head. “This shit is so hard.”

“But worth it, right? You said you wanted that mortal babe who lives down the street from you.”

A longing groan poured from him, followed by a gentle sigh. “Unfortunately.”

Vamps were so cute when they craved a woman for companionship rather than her plasma. “Who said love would be easy?”

“It could be.” Hope shone in his pale gray eyes. “All I have to do is turn her then she’d be mine. For, like, always.”

The other vamp nodded in encouragement.

Becca got tough. “Doing that wouldn’t be playing fair. That’s why you’re here.”

Although these sorry souls could force mortals to their side for whatever they wanted, including adoration, love like that wasn’t earned. It never satisfied for long. Doing things the human way by wooing the girl and winning her over with nothing except their innate charm was more intoxicating than every power the mortal and paranormal world offered.

Becca had witnessed it first-hand with her parents. Years ago, her mom could have cast a spell to snare Wade Salt, the only man she’d ever loved, but she’d let nature take its course. Next month, they’d celebrate their thirtieth anniversary.

A sweet and lasting romance Becca would have liked for herself with a one-in-a-million guy. Wasn’t in the cards. When it came to males, she always struck out whether they were paras or human. “I would hope you’re not thinking of turning a woman against her will.”

The vamps shot guilty looks at each other.

They needed additional workouts. Becca made a mental note to have Heather book them every night next week. She pointed at their bottles. “Don’t waste a drop of that stuff. It’s expensive.”

The one on the left read the label. “Little wonder. Comes from European aristocracy.”

If that were true, then Becca was Chaz Bono and Paris Hilton’s love child. “Only the best for you guys.”

She rushed down the hall. Emblazoned on the walls was the company name, From Crud to Stud. Beneath those words the advertising motto read ‘Suppressing the Beast’.

A creature snarled from behind a door on the left.

Heather moaned and made pained noises. “Oh, no. Really no. Please no. Try to relax.”

Snapping noises answered her. Skittering sounds followed.

If Becca had to guess, Heather had put distance between herself and the guy’s teeth.

Zoe’s distinctive growl sounded from inside the room. “Stay over there.” Something slammed into the wall. Possibly her fist. “I’ll handle him.”

A wise plan since Heather was a good fairy whose only power lay in healing. She knew to wait until Zoe had muzzled the guy before fixing whatever he’d hurt.

Wanting Heather out here, Becca raised her fist to knock.

The front door swung open.

Heat and humidity poured inside, along with racket from the street party. Drunken voices mingled with throaty laughter, pounding drums and trumpets. The instruments reached and held their highest notes.

A guy slipped inside. At least six-three, he had an athlete’s build—lean and muscular, his shoulders broad, hips narrow, thighs powerful.

Becca’s pulse thumped in her ears, drowning out the other sounds. She stepped closer.

Classically handsome, he wore his hair preppy-style, longer on the top, shorter on the sides. Those locks were a warm chestnut brown streaked by the sun and tousled, begging for a woman to smooth them back.

Becca lowered her hand. She hadn’t intended to lift it.

His golden complexion spoke of days spent outdoors, perhaps from skinny-dipping in a pool, water streaming over his firm pecs and abs, the dark curls between his legs trapping the moisture, his rock-hard cock jutting out, inflexible as iron, sleek as a spear.

She suppressed a delighted shiver.

He wore leather loafers, beige khakis and a white dress shirt opened at the collar, the sleeves folded back to mid-forearm.

Masculine yet civilized.

The staff had done an outstanding job on this guy’s makeover. No wonder Zoe had suggested him for the advertising pieces. A fat raise for everyone was in order. Maybe even part ownership in this place. They’d made this dude over to the nth degree from…

Becca wasn’t certain what kind of demon he was or his level in Hell. She’d never met him before. Maybe he’d taken so long to get there because he couldn’t pull himself away from the god he now saw in his mirror.

He regarded the reception area as one would when seeing it for a first time or through different eyes…a reformed demon’s eyes. Potted plants and feathery ferns abounded. The faux brick floor, coral walls and gas wall fixtures radiated warmth and an earthy, sensual feel in keeping with the area’s culture.

It was also romantic.

That was why most paras signed up for the ordeals they’d face here. They were having problems with babes and wanted a solution, even if it was painful.

Hissing noises flowed from a room on the right. On the left, muffled groans sounded faintly sexual.

Could be that was why this guy was late. He’d already seduced a new lover and had been reluctant to leave her.

The thick ridge behind his fly held enormous promise. Some women had all the luck. Becca, on the other hand, had a business to run.

Reining in her desire, she joined him in the reception area. “Do you have any idea how late it is?”

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Death of the Kona ManAloha Lagoon Mysteries Book 9by Catherine BrunsGenre: Cozy Mystery

 

From USA Today bestselling author Catherine Bruns comes the next deadly

delicious Carrie Jorgenson adventure in paradise… 

Carrie Jorgenson is living the dream in Hawaii. She has a steady job as a

waitress at the Loco Moco Café, a hot new love interest in her

manager, and the curtain’s about to rise on her role in a local

theater production. But when she’s asked to deliver food to a guest

at the Aloha Lagoon resort—who then drops dead!—her dreams

quickly become the stuff of nightmares.

World renowned food critic Randolph Cremshaw has no shortage of enemies.

He’s rude, patronizing, and famous for his one-star reviews. After

the coffee Carrie delivers is discovered to have been poisoned, she

and the café quickly rise to the top of the suspects list. A jealous

co-worker, thefts at the restaurant, and a performance that threatens

to blow up in Carrie’s face only make things worse. With an already

full plate, Carrie is also forced into making a decision that may

change everything for her. But this all pales in comparison when she

comes face to face with Randolph’s killer and what might be the final

curtain call…of her life.

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**Books can be read in any order and they’re from multiple authors!**

There’s trouble in paradise…

Welcome to Aloha Lagoon, one of Hawaii’s hidden treasures. A little bit of

tropical paradise nestled along the coast of Kauai, this resort town

boasts luxurious accommodation, friendly island atmosphere…and only

a slightly higher than normal murder rate. While mysterious

circumstances may be the norm on our corner of the island, we’re

certain that our staff and Lagoon natives will make your stay in

Aloha Lagoon one you will never forget! visit us at

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The Aloha Lagoon Mysteries:

Ukulele Murder (book #1)

Murder on the Aloha Express (book #2)

Deadly Wipeout (book #3)

Deadly Bubbles in the Wine (book #4)

Mele Kalikimaka Murder (book #5)

Death of the Big Kahuna (book #6)

Ukulele Deadly (book #7)

Bikinis & Bloodshed (book #8)

Death of the Kona Man (book #9)

Catherine is the USA Today best selling author of the Cookies & Chance

mysteries. She lives in New York with her very patient husband, three

sons, and assorted cats and dogs. Catherine has a B.A. in English and

is a former newspaper reporter and press release writer. She also

writes the Cindy York and the Aloha Lagoon (Carrie Jorgenson)

mysteries. Her next Cookies & Chance mystery, Silenced by Sugar,

releases in January 2018.

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Marlowe KanaBook 1, Volume 1by Joe PeacockGenre: Cyberpunk, SciFi

 

It’s 51 years after the Second American Civil War. The 40 million citizens

of the United American State are aghast to find that their biggest

celebrity, Major Marlowe Kana of the Imagen Military and Security

Division (MilSec), has just been found guilty of treason. Every Feed

on the Net has been covering the events of her trial, and two

questions remain to be answered: What will happen to MK, and what

will the nation watch now that the Next Top Soldier Hall-of-Famer

(and star of the most-watched Feed in history) is locked away? The

answer comes almost immediately and shakes the country to its core. 

This eBook contains Book 1, Volume 1 (chapters 1-10) for easy reading in

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Marlowe Kana

Book 1, Volume 2

 

Volume 2 picks up immediately after the events of Volume 1 (spoilers ahead):

Jen and Marlowe are on the run from MilSec and the contestants on

United America’s Next Top Solider. They have to find the evidence

that exonerates Marlowe — not just to clear her name, but to free

her father as well. Help shows up in the form of the mysterious Judge

and his supporters, The Sovereign. Meanwhile, the President of the

United American State, Stephen Cook, has found himself at odds with

the corporation his family started and he once helmed. His autonomy

as President is being challenged at every turn. The entire country

has taken notice and tuned in to every Feed on the net, keeping track

of the events as they unfold — and they aren’t disappointed, as

Marlowe her toughest opponent yet — It’s just too bad she can’t see

what (or who) it is… 

This eBook contains Book 1, Volume 2 (chapters 11-18) for easy reading in

your reading platform of choice. Read new chapters of the Marlowe

Kana series for free at the website — a new chapter is published

every Monday!

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Marlowe Kana

Book 1, Volume 3

 

Volume 3 picks up immediately after the events of Volume 2 and Volume 1, and

completes Book 1 (spoilers ahead): Marlowe, Jen, and Poet find the

mysterious owner of the MKFan_9999 Feed and are on their way to

obtain evidence clearing Marlowe’s name, when they are confronted by

the entire MilSec force of the city of Atlanta! An epic battle rages

and the citizens are more engaged than ever. Meanwhile, the holes in

President Cook’s plan are showing; his grasp on the Marlowe situation

quickly loosening to the point of desperation. With no other options,

he openly challenges Marlowe to compete one last time on United

America’s Next Top Soldier. The prize: freedom for herself, her team,

and her father. It’s a UANTS finale unlike any other in history! The

final moments bring about a new set of challenges no one in the

country has ever seen before — not just for Marlowe and her team,

but for the entire nation. It’s the finale to Marlowe Kana Book 1,

and it’s the best volume yet! 

This eBook contains Book 1, Volume 3 (chapters 19-30, completing Book 1)

for easy reading in your reading platform of choice. Read new

chapters of the Marlowe Kana series for free at the website — a new

chapter is published every Monday!

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Joe Peacock is an author, screenwriter, producer, web developer and

culturenaut. His latest book is the start of the Marlowe Kana series,

a three book, fifteen volume story borne of his love of cyberpunk,

near future sci-fi, anime and vaporwave. 2017 has seen a massive

resurgence of Peacock’s work. He wrote and produced the

critically-acclaimed documentary series Screenland (on Hulu and

RedBull.TV), released the new Marlowe Kana series, and consulting on

the new tour of the Art of Akira Exhibit (which he owns and curates).

Previously, Peacock wrote two books of hyperbolic autobiography, both

called Mentally Incontinent, and Everyone Deserves To Know What I

Think, which collects from his work from CNN, Huffington Post,

AOLNews, PC Magazine, and his blog. He also worked for Fark.com,

which if you know what that is, I’m sure you’re very impressed with.

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