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The Vicious And The Virile VII

by Luki Belle

 

 

Genre: Dark Fantasy

Synopsis

A collection of short horror stories, The Vicious and The Virile VII offers a captivating combination of unique and varied short stories emblematic of the dark fantasy genre.

Karan Lloyd Hamilton: when touring a fictitious national park in India a wealthy American couple, Judas and Priscilla Hamilton are attacked by tigers and get physically separated. The mortally wounded wife, pregnant with male twin, dies giving birth in the wilderness to healthy babies. Only one twin is found and returned to Judas who survived the attack. The grieving father returns to America with his newborn and the corpse of Priscilla. The boy, Karan Lloyd Hamilton, grows up to be a Wall Street investment banker. He bears a physical scar from his traumatic birth which has transformed Karan into a predator by night in the streets of Manhattan.

Kartik Shiv Yuvarajan: the second twin boy of Judas and Priscilla Hamilton did not die but was taken by the mystical tribe of the national park. The tribe hides the baby until he is stolen and given to a tour guide of the park, Arjun. Afraid of the consequences of taking the baby to the American embassy, Arjun adopts the child, gives him the name Kartik Shiv Yuvarajan and then returns to his ancestral village. Kartik bears a similar mark upon his body like his twin Karan. This mark brings about strange physiological changes in Kartik and leads to unexpected events that threatens his life in the village. Arjun must now decide whether to let Kartik know of his identity or whether to flee once again with the teenager.

Hounds of the Monks: a warrior flees with his family to save his daughter from the lustful, cruel king of the land. When the king’s army gives chase to bring back the young girl, the warrior separates from his wife and daughter to protect them. Mother and her girl seek shelter in a monastery only to realize that the holy surroundings may be equally dangerous.

Desert Frogs: a film producer with her adolescent twin sons and a film crew travel to a fictitious nation, Gapharkh, to shoot a few scenes in the country’s legendary desert. A civil war is imminent in Gapharkh between the military regime and the nomadic tribe of the desert. Unexpected connections quickly form between the twin boys and the nomads while the war heats up in the backdrop as the film crew rushes to complete their work. Discovering that there was a dark motive behind allowing the foreign film crew to shoot in the desert, the producer desperately tries to escape Gapharkh with her sons and her crew.

Stolen Princess: Rosemarie, a young woman rescued from prostitution, finds herself alone and homeless when her husband is lost at sea and her in-laws throw her out of her husband’s home. Rosemarie’s fate momentarily worsens when she is raped and almost killed but, miraculously, she is saved by strange old women who take Rosemarie to a secluded, enchanting island. The heavenly place seems like freedom until Rosemarie realizes that there are sinister forces around her who intend to keep her captive in the isle. Rosemarie’s past may be her only salvation.

Bastard of the Mist: Angeline a young widow, arrives at a remote and beautiful rehabilitation center for veterans to work as the assistant of the institution’s co-founder. Angeline is supernaturally gifted. Her dark powers clash with evil forces that exist in the forests surrounding the institution when she discovers a sinister plot by her employer Professor Kvalish, a man with a mysterious past. An unraveling thus begins and threatens the existence of everyone at the rehabilitation center.

Nature’s Call Girl: in a futuristic Earth a global war is ongoing between humankind and nature. Here, a fictitious country Parakrytheon, has built a nation devoid of plant and animals with artificially created weather to protect its humans from natural predators. On a fictitious island Kamin, humans live harmoniously with nature and beast. This place has the resources that Parakrytheon needs to defeat its natural enemy. Twin brothers Hagaath and Laksha, and their sister Kamina, are the means to this end.

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Excerpt from Story 3 – “Hounds of the Monks”

 

The doors of the monastery noisily opened as though the hinges had not been used in the longest time and lacked grease. Shamini slowly stood up and called to her daughter, but Zehera had fainted. Shamini was about to stoop down again when through the open wooden doors appeared a hooded monk in a brown garb, holding a thin candle in the grip of his bare palms, his arms cloaked under the bulky sleeves of his robe.

Shamini could not see the monk’s eyes which were covered under the garb’s hood. From the light of the candle’s flame, she saw that the person was a man, from his chiseled jawline, mouth, and chin.

“Holy monk…please help my daughter…please help us…there are hounds chasing us…please we are fleeing danger…” Shamini said frantically as she knelt beside Zehera.

“Zehera…my girl…Zehera…get up…look…we are safe…look!” Shamini nudged her daughter, gasped momentarily thinking the worst, then hastily put her ear against Zehera’s chest to listen; her daughter’s heart was still beating with life.

“She needs food and water!!” Shamini exclaimed and looked up desperately at the monk who was quietly standing by the door. She tried to lift up Zehera in her arms but lacked the strength to do so.

The door opened wider on its own and now Shamini could see a large rectangular empty room behind the monk.

The place was mostly dark except for at the far end, on the other side of the chamber, in front of an arched entrance, stood two more monks in hoods, holding tall candles in their hands.

“You may enter woman” said a deep youthful voice of the monk who stood by the monastery’s open doors.

“My daughter…” Shamini said in an exhausted tone still trying to lift up Zehera.

“Brothers!” the monk called loudly over his shoulder while placing the candle in his hands by the foot of the doors.

Quietly then the monk lifted Zehera in his arms and turned around.

“Go with my brethren” the monk said as he carried Zehera with him into the large rectangular room behind him.

“She is bleeding and badly injured! The dogs bit her…she has fainted…”Shamini said anxiously while following the monk. The other two monks were approaching her from the other direction, and they blocked her path.

“Your daughter is in holy care. Have faith” said the second monk.

“You woman must come with us” said the third monk “Your body is weak and your soul needs salvation.”

Their voices sounded almost like the first monk to Shamini, their tones were hypnotic. They stood around her,

hooded and taller than her. Their breaths smelled sweet, the fabric of their garbs exuded a flowery freshness, their lips bore faint smiles. Shamini watched as the first monk with Zehera, disappeared through the dark arched entranceway.

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About Author Luki Belle:

 Luki Belle works in the media industry. In addition to The Vicious and the Virile VII, she is the author of three other novels: The Delicate Affair of Colonel Baquiste, The Sexy Seven Supernaturals, and Shakti of the Illuminated Lotus. Storytelling has been a fixture since Luki’s childhood when she would listen to stories told by her grandparents, parents, sisters, and cousins reading to her from diverse cultural fiction books. Paranormal characters existing as and amongst humans-while exalting in their mystical powers-have always fascinated Luki. She loves to explore magical, futuristic, fantastical, and ancient realms in her stories where her human and supernatural characters are thrust together, and their conflicted and tormented natures collide.

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 In this first-ever full-length Heroes in Hell novel by Janet and

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Chris Morris, Homer, the famous poet of ancient Greece who wrote 
The Iliad
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Hell on special assignment from Satan.

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The Little Helliad

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A Heroes in Hell Novel

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by Janet & Chris Morris

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Genre: Dark Fantasy

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 In the ninth installment of the acclaimed Heroes in
Hell 
series, The Little Helliad takes
readers on a journey through the underworld like never before. Homer,
the legendary ancient Greek poet, finds himself in Hell, tasked by
the Devil himself to chronicle the epic tales of the damned. Drawing
inspiration from the lesser-known vignettes of the Iliad, this novel
weaves a tapestry of myth, history, and fantasy.

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.As Homer  navigates the treacherous landscapes of Hell, he encounters a host of
unforgettable characters, each with their own stories of heroism,
betrayal, and redemption. With the unique perspective of the Morris
duo, this book offers a fresh and compelling take on the classic
tales of the Iliad, reimagined in the fiery depths of the afterlife.

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The Little Helliad is a must-read for fans of epic fantasy and
mythological retellings, blending rich storytelling with the dark
allure of the underworld. Join Homer on his odyssey through Hell and
discover the timeless tales that continue to captivate readers across
the ages.

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What is something unique/quirky about you?

 

We breed Morgan horses. We consult with Morgan breeders to help them choose breeding combinations to achieve a desired result.

We are also song writers; Janet plays bass guitar and Chris sings and plays guitar. We have an album on MCA records. Look for Christopher Crosby Morris on Soundcloud or N1M.com

 

Can you, for those who don’t know you already, tell something about yourself and how you became an author?

 

Janet wrote her first book in 1975 and Chris was the first one to read and comment on it. Their marriage survived. A routine emerged where Chris would read aloud all the new drafts and we would make edits on the spot. After a few books Chris’ ideas became frequent enough that we agreed he should have credit for writing, whereas before we had kept separate Janet’s storytelling and Chris’ songwriting. The rest, as they say is history.

 

Who is your hero and why?

 

Heraclitus of Ephesus, a pre-socratic philosopher, whose Cosmic Fragments foreshadow our knowledge of reality and how to perceive it. Among his precepts is the statement that change alone is unchanging. We’ve worked Heraclitus’ fragments in here and there throughout our books.

 

What inspired you, to write your The Little Helliad novel?

 

Like many readers, we went through a phase of reading the Homeric works and since Homer himself spent Odysseus to Hell on his way back from Attica, his homeland. We thought it only fair to send Homer to Hell in hopes of getting a book deal from a publisher in New Hell. Instead he gets an unlimited travel pass to research a book the Devil hopes will glorify him. Guess what happens . . .

 

Convince us why you feel The Little Helliad is a must read.

 

The Little Helliad isn’t a must read, it is a fun read and one that will introduce readers to historic fictional characters. It is a full-length novel and casts present day themes in ancient Greek sensibilities. That may sound like a mouthful, but The Little Helliad evokes a collision of eras for Homer to glorify as only he can.

 

Who designs your book covers?

 

The Little Helliad’s cover was conceived by Perseid, created using AI, and realized by Roy Mauritsen, our gifted cover artist.

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Best selling author Janet Morris
began writing in 1976 and has since published more than 30 novels,
many co-authored with her husband Chris Morris or others. Most of her
fiction work has been in the fantasy and science fiction genres,
although she has also written historical and other novels. Morris has
written, contributed to, or edited several book-length works of
non-fiction, as well as papers and articles on nonlethal weapons,
developmental military technology and other defense and national
security topics.

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Christopher Crosby Morris (born 1946) is an American author of fiction and
non-fiction, as well as a lyricist, musical composer, and
singer-songwriter. He is married to author Janet Morris. He is a
defense policy and strategy analyst and a principal in M2
Technologies, Inc. He writes primarily as Chris Morris, but
occasionally uses pseudonyms.

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Welcome to my stop on the virtual book tour for Shakti Of The Illuminated Lotus organized by Goddess Fish Promotions.

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Shakti Of The Illuminated Lotus

by Luki Belle

 

 

Genre: Erotic Supernatural Dark Fantasy

Synopsis

In a fictitious, mysterious, and futuristic Earth, the Western and Eastern continents are poised to become entangled in an ancient holy rivalry and epic battle.

The enigmatic and powerful king of Asukhas rules over the technologically, scientifically, and militarily advanced Western Continent, closely guarding his blissfully ignorant population of captive humans.

The golden-haired spirit, Ahankara, is suddenly released from captivity in the void and unleashes a powerful reptile upon the world’s oceans.

Associate professor of philosophy Anjali Valpolicella seeks psychotherapy from renowned Western psychologist Dr. AlexanDRA, and their therapy sessions may reveal an important secret to possessing the much-coveted Trident of Kumarun.

In Shakti of the Illuminated Lotus: A Dark, Erotic & Futuristic Fantasy for Adults oceans roil as factions doggedly compete in a dark and erotic quest to find the Trident, hidden by the Eastern continent’s divine panthers for centuries. The fate of the World teeters on the brink. Who will possess the Trident? Do they want to use it to gain access to the holy realm of Juwala, or will they use the Trident to destroy the realm and take command of military forces of unimaginable power?

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Monologue Part 1

Did you know that you are a descendant of the Asukhas? You are both holy and unholy, human, and divine, gifted in profound ways that lie dormant in your being awaiting the touch of Shakti to ignite the fire of the Asukha in you! Yearn not for the blissful abode of Juwala, the place of eternal happiness, behind the deep blue sky, for in Kumarun’s realm you will revolt for what you are which is an Asukha in body, spirit, mind and in your thirst and hunger for self-enlightenment. You are beast and you are divine, never forget that!

The Rise of Asukhas

It now comes to the story of your ancestors, dear reader. You hailed from the Spirits of Illumination and from the once holy teachers of Juwala, Vrishaaktan, Balaktaan and Golikdan. After the separation from Kunjahl and Ahankara, the three teachers and seventy-seven Spirits of Illumination suffered for months, fighting their uncontrollable hunger for flesh. The impact of Trishna upon them was severe but through the unholy powers, which they had acquired in the caves of the ocean, after banishment from Juwala, these beings resisted being destroyed by Trishna’s essence. They all went into hiding, afraid of themselves and of what they were becoming. The terror of their unholy selves was fearful. The powers that they were gaining overwhelmed these once holy beings. Unable to provide solace and comfort to each other, the three teachers parted ways, seeking out dark places on earth to hide and suffer.

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About Author Luki Belle:

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Luki Belle works in the media industry. Listening avidly to stories from diverse cultural fiction books read to her by her extended family, storytelling was a fixture from early childhood. Pouring over magnificent and enchanting illustrated books in her family’s library, Luki was drawn to the mythology of South Asian Indians, Greeks, and Romans. These diverse mythologies were her strongest inspiration when, many years later, she started penning the first outline for her debut novel, Shakti of the Illuminated Lotus.

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Invitation to hell copy

Welcome to the pre-order event for Invitation to Hell, a dark romantic fantasy by Amber Bunch! Read on for details, pre-order a copy, and enter the giveaway ($25 Amazon e-gift card – open to everyone)!

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Invitation to Hell (Goddess of Death #1)

Publication Date: September 22, 2022 (First Edition)

Genre: Dark Romance/ Dark Fantasy/ Mythology

What if, all you’ve ever known was ripped away from you…

You were thrown into a world full of the same creatures that have haunted your nightmares for years. Magic, and the Gods are no longer a myth, but a part of your destiny.

Now, you’re about to lose everything and everyone you love to an evil King known as the Devourer of Souls.

Then, there’s Hades son…

The ruthless Prince that drives you crazy and thinks you are a waste of his time.

You can’t stand him, but he has been instructed to protect you, so now you have to deal with his arrogance on top of everything else.

The two of you must travel across the Realms to find a way to stop King Lucius before all is lost and you still don’t even know how to use your newly awakened power.

Well, this should be fun.

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Amber is an author of spicy romance with a twist… She isn’t committed to any one genre. She lives in Ohio with her family and her dog. She enjoys the outdoors, reading, playing guitar, and loves to stay active. She is a mother of three and her family is her biggest support group. She has also written a children’s book series that was inspired by her children and their play adventures together.

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Cinders

Good Tales For Bad Dreams Book 1

by V.M. Sawh

Genre: Dark Fantasy

As a slave in the bawdy Black House, Rella longs to escape the whips and chains of her existence. She is chosen for a dangerous mission and offered a chance at freedom. There is only one condition: first she must assassinate the Prince.

Quote: “Death by god or death by man… but never as a sister of the Black House!”

Welcome to Good Tales For Bad Dreams, a short-fiction series of re-imagined fairy tales. Each story is set in a different time and place. Some will be familiar, others will not. So, strip bare your assumptions, open your mind and see these tales told like never before.

Please note that this is a short-fiction piece (approx. 28 pages or 10k words) and only a taste of things to come…

(Suggested for Mature Readers, 17 and up)

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It was quite peculiar to her at first, how the stillness enveloped her body. She watched her limbs slide through the
chilled water that swallowed her flesh. Their oncepowdered surfaces were cast blue by the undulating shafts of
moonlight floating down from the surface. The flotsam churned along with tumbled bits of ice and mud, the only
markers of her passage from the world above to the world which yawned black below. Unwinding into the light like an
uncoiled serpent, a single red ribbon floated above her, from her. Her hand drifted through it, not by her own volition,
causing it to cloud. It was warm.

Her hair floated about her face, the long strands gently caressing her skin. She kept her eyes open, straining her
pupils against the water’s icy embrace. The pillars of the moon`s reach were darkening before her.

She could no longer feel the cold nor the weighted tresses of her gown though she knew it was the latter that pulled
her down. As the last of the light finally gave way to encroaching darkness, she smiled.

“Anastasia! Drucilda!” The shrill pitch of an operatic performer long past her prime echoed through the dull wood
slats of the stacked house. “Come here girls!”

The eavesdropper dug her fingers and toes into the brick sidewalls of her hideaway in the chimney. She held her
breath tightly, lest the owners of the rapid approaching footsteps discover her. The sound of the older woman’s foot
tapping against the creaky floorboards filtered up from beneath the eavesdropper’s feet. Though the narrow space was
cramped, its unrepentant darkness gave her solace. The soot that caked her hair and fingernails was its price. She had
often suffered ridicule because of it, from the two older girls now entering the room.

“Yes Stepmother!” They answered in unison as they bounced into the room. She could hear the resignation behind
their gritted fawning when they spoke, though despite her best efforts, she could never quite imitate it.

“Girls, I want you to get the house together. Today is a very big day. The eavesdropper could almost see
Stepmother caressing the black feather boa that she often wore around her neck. “We have a very special visitor
today.”

Wot kinda visitor Stepmother? Is he a pony?” the younger of the two asked, running her tongue along her teeth. A
pony, as he was known to all the girls of their house, was a fledgling nobleman, one often in need of a strong but gentle
ride. Of the two of them, the younger was wellpreferred by many of the ponies that stopped in for a visit. Though just
shy of her twentieth birthday, her enthusiastic performance had already earned her a healthy list of clients.

“Oh not at all Anastasia,” Stepmother cooed, using her bejeweled finger to lift the girl’s chin. This one will be one of
our more unique clients. One in need of our specialized services.”

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Hontas

Good Tales For Bad Dreams Book 2

In this rip-roaring Wild West adventure, intrepid bounty hunters Pocahontas and John embark on a dangerous mission to stop a train run by a sadistic, slave-driving madman.

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How many?” John was panting. His adrenaline kicked in at the sound of the shot.
One.”
There’ll be more. That car’ll empty out quick.”
That was bad. They’d be outnumbered by at least a dozen.
Did you do it?”
John shifted, scouting the opposite side of the train with a glance. “Not enough,” he pulled his own silver Colt and unslung his rifle. “This is more than a six bullet situation.”
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Welcome to Good Tales For Bad Dreams, a short-fiction series of re-imagined fairy tales. Each story is set in a different time and place. Some will be familiar, others will not. This tale shifts the story of Pocahontas from Colonial Times to the Wild West. So, strip bare your assumptions, open your mind and see these tales told like never before.

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1880, Western Wyoming
Digging her fingers into the wet mud of a nearby bank, she dragged herself from the water and collapsed
face down in the mud.

Get up, the thought pulsed in the back of her mind, if you don’t, then he wins.
She didn’t have much time left. Hontas could feel the warmth running down her torso. She rose, slowly,
carefully bracing herself on her knees and moved her arm to survey the damage. Her wound, though chilled by
the frigid river water, had not stopped bleeding. Beneath her ripped buttoned shirt, all that remained of her
left breast was an angry red flower of mutilated flesh. The missing weight of it was replaced with deep,
burning pain.

Her muscles and bones ached as she got to her feet and wrapped her leather duster around herself with a
wince. She trudged forward, her feet unsteady in her waterlogged riding boots.

The distant light from the dawning sun made it easier to take stock of her surroundings. The bank gave
way to the shore covered with lush green grass while heavy trees hung overhead. With every brush of the
wind, rainwater showered from the branches.

Moving through the trees, Hontas felt herself steadily growing weaker. Her vision blurred. She felt the soft
soil beneath her opening up, yawning wide, ready to accept her fall. It would be so easy. A simple buckle of
her shaky knees and it would all be over. This would be her last sunrise.

She found her way to a clearing and spotted the burnt remains of small village comprised of several
torched tipis, it appeared to have been abandoned long ago. Hontas gritted her teeth as she stumbled towards
the only tipi that was still intact. When she lifted the flap of the tent, the action tensed the muscles in her
chest, making her groan. She was dismayed to find that the rear wall of the tipi had collapsed, exposing the
back portion to the elements. As she manoeuvred carefully under the flap, she spied a small buckskin pouch
under a pile of wood. She shoved the wood aside with a grunt and snatched it up. Inside Hontas found small
black pearshaped seeds. She closed her fist around them.

Peyote

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GR3T3L-1

Good Tales For Bad Dreams Book 3

When they are stranded on the surface of a hostile alien world, two sentient robots H4NS3L-671, the military-minded combat drone, & GR3T3L-1, the advanced surveyor prototype, find themselves with neither memory nor mission.

With no resources and no one to count on but each other, the robots must learn to work together in order to endure the brutal landscape, unlock the mystery of their missing memories, and plan their own rescue, all before their power runs out.

What they don’t know is that the dangerous planet holds a terrible secret that could ruin their chances of ever escaping alive…

This is “Hansel & Gretel” told like never before. This is “GR3T3L-1.”

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Welcome to Good Tales For Bad Dreams, a short-fiction series of re-imagined fairy tales. Each story is set in a different time and place. Some will be familiar, others will not. So strip bare your assumptions, open your mind, and see these tales told like never before.

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Year: 2136
Day 1

Turning end over end as they plummeted toward the surface of the planet, the twin metal crates blazed
hot and white in the glow of the setting sun. They hit with the force of a small explosion, scattering red sand
on impact. A thick cloud billowed up around them, shrouding their bulk as the metal cooled. Despite their
landing, both crates were intact.

There was a metallic buzzing inside one of the containers and the screws that held its walls in place began
to vibrate. One by one, they rotated out of their housing and floated slowly down to the red sand. There was a
small click and the wall came loose, drifting away from its container. It hung in the air for a few seconds,
floating in low gravity, before sinking to the ground.

A metal hand extended out from the open container, flexing its four fingers. The bronze coloured plates
which made up the hand’s metal skin shifted in geometric patterns, revealing a fine mesh of sensors
underneath. The hand rotated smoothly in every direction, taking readings and measurements of the
surrounding area. It was joined by a small metal foot which sank its angled treads into the ground with a
crunch, testing for stability and density. Once satisfied that the terrain was sound, the roughly humanoid body
emerged. Its form was monochromatic, illuminated by a spread of small blue and yellow lights embedded
along its chest, shoulders, arms, and legs. The motors in its neck whirred as it looked left and right before
stepping out of the crate. A fine layer danced just above the surface, scattering as it bounced off the robot’s
bronze metal skin.

Reaching down, the robot scooped a handful of red sediment up, allowing its tactile sensors to analyze the
composition. The robot brought its hand close to its glassy face and watched the sand drift from its fingers.

“Curious…”

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Setsuko & The Seven Samurai

Good Tales For Bad Dreams Book 4

Good Tales For Bad Dreams invites you to take a journey back to 16th century Japan for a wicked interpretation of a classic fairy tale. This is the story of love, honour and revenge. This is your samurai Snow White.

Jealous of Setsuko’s beauty, the wicked geisha Izanami orchestrates the murder of her father, the daimyo of a mountaintop castle. After an assassination attempt leads to a coup, Setsuko suffers a catastrophic injury and is forced to flee the only place she’s ever called home and take refuge in the woods with a group of exiled samurai. Orphaned, abandoned, and disabled, Setsuko must learn the truth of what it means to be a samurai, if she ever hopes to reclaim her family’s honour and take her revenge.

Welcome to Good Tales For Bad Dreams, a short-fiction series of re-imagined fairy tales. Each story is set in a different time and place. Some will be familiar, others will not. So strip bare your assumptions, open your mind, and see these tales told like never before.

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Japan 1543, Kagoshima, Kyushu, Japan
The cool cast of the moon through the open window gave birth to creeping shadows that tugged at
Izanami’s elegant form like a long, black cape. Padding softly into the bedroom on the balls of her bare feet,
holding aloft a lit oil lamp, she let the mountain breeze part her evening robe and chill her skin; a greeting
that made the fine hairs on her neck prickle. Out of habit she reached back and smoothed them into her
neat, upswept bun which yielded not a single oiled strand out of place. Her throat tightened as she laid
eyes upon the lone form shrouded in blankets on the thin mattress. Setsuko…

Izanami crept closer, holding the lamp out in front of her, pouring its dim yellow glow over the younger
woman’s sleeping form, and drank in all the details.

She was curled on her side, her face blank and peaceful on the soft cushion she used for a pillow. Wisps
of fine, silky hair fell across her cheeks and brow, undulating over her porcelain skin like incense smoke. Her
lips, flushed pink in youthful perfection, were full and plump. And striking down to shade Setsuko’s high
cheekbones were long dark lashes, which fluttered like butterfly wings as she dreamed. Her slender fingers
were splayed against the mattress, casting cranewing shadows in the lamplight.

Izanami stared, unblinking at the sight. She soars, even when she sleeps. Izanami crouched down by the
mattress, blocking the moonlight from the open window and creating a dark pocket between herself and the
sleeping girl. She leaned down, bringing her face close to Setsuko’s, till she could feel the girl’s exhalations
on her skin. Izanami opened her mouth wide and sucked it in. She let Setsuko’s breath fill her mouth and
cascade into her throat before she swallowed it down. She could almost taste it that which made this girl
so beautiful. Izanami leaned closer, extending her tongue, greedy for more, when Setsuko stirred.

Izanami drew back, lowering her lamp. For a few seconds, it looked as though Setsuko would wake, but
instead the younger woman kicked a little before snuggling back into her pillow.

Infuriated by the interruption and for nearly being caught, Izanami’s expression darkened. She raised a
hand, tipped with pointed fingernails, to touch Setsuko’s perfect face. To probe and pierce. To see if she
could fracture the beautiful visage before her, even for a moment, and reveal whether Setsuko’s blood ran
red. Wretched girl. You do not deserve this gift.

But she stopped herself. She caught sight of her hand. Her knuckles bloomed like skeletal roses sitting
atop a garden of teal veins and white tendons, all held under a layer of translucent skin. So many flaws.

Izanami wrangled the thunderclouds brewing in her breast with chains of iron will. Not now, she thought.
Not yet.

She rose and departed the room, wrapping her robe around herself as the moon cast its silver light on
her back, hiding her shadows from view.

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V.M. Sawh didn’t always know he was going to be a writer, but from the age of six he’s been putting pen to paper, creating serialised fiction. Hailing from the humid jungles of South America, Sawh crossed oceans to arrive on Canada’s snow-covered shores at age nine. He continued writing, creating serialised fiction year after year until he challenged himself to write a novel. His first trilogy of novels was completed by age sixteen. He continued writing poetry and fiction for the next decade and a half until a chance meeting with Academy Award winning director Guillermo del Toro changed everything and led to the release of Cinders, which landed at #1 on Amazon.

V.M. Sawh is a proud supporter of independent artists and authors. His Good Tales For Bad Dreams series of dark fairy tales is currently available on Amazon.

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Title: DARKEST MATE (Rejected Fate Book 1)

Author: Alexis Calder

Pub. Date: December 21, 2021

Publisher: Alexis Calder

Formats: Paperback, eBook

Pages: 346

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Weakness
means death. Or worse.

After I was abandoned as a child, I was taken in by the Shadow Pack. A group of
ruthless, lawless, shifters who have only one rule: never let anyone see your
weakness.

In exchange for them keeping me alive, I owe them. The leader of the Shadows is
as handsome as he is ruthless. And he’s offered to wipe my debt in exchange for
marriage. He’d offer protection, but it would cost me my freedom.

Survival in the Shadows depends on back alley deals and shady alliances. It’s
become a way of life that I stopped questioning years ago. When a routine
burglary goes wrong, I find myself captured by the one family I never should
have crossed.

The Umbra family owns this city. They make us Shadow wolves look like the good
guys. They should have killed me for my crimes, but there’s a tiny problem… It
turns out Madoc Umbra is my fated mate.

Instead of killing me, I’m a prisoner. The rest of the family doesn’t know of
our bond and I intend to keep it that way. Madoc’s brothers want to end my
life; he wants to break the bond. I just want to get the heck out.

As long as I don’t let them see any weakness, I might have a chance of making
it out of here alive.

Darkest Mate is a full-length paranormal romance. 17+ for dark content,
steamy scenes, and language. This is book one in a trilogy and is not a
standalone. Mind the cliff.

Upcoming Release Dates:
Darkest Mate: December 9, 2021
Forbidden Sin: January 20, 2022
Feral Queen: March 3, 2022 

EXCERPT:

I glanced over at the ring, hoping to catch a glimpse of the undefeated
Dark Wolf. He had removed his hoodie, revealing a muscular back, strong
shoulders and short dark hair. I couldn’t even see his face, but I was frozen
in place, looking at him wide eyed. There was something about him that pulled
me in, forcing me to stare.

He rolled his shoulders, then tilted his head from side to side slowly.
As I watched the muscles in his back ripple and his arms flex and relax, my
breath hitched. Warmth radiated from my center, and the unmistakable sensation
of longing rushed through me.

What the fuck was wrong with me?

I shook my head, trying to break the spell he had over me. Something was
very wrong with me. I’d seen shirtless men more times than I could count. It
was part of being a shifter. We didn’t get freaked out by nudity. But that man
wasn’t just a normal shirtless male, he was a work of fucking art.



About Alexis:

Alexis
Calder writes sassy heroines and sexy heroes with a sprinkle of sarcasm. She
lives in the Rockies and drinks far too much coffee and just the right amount
of wine.

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Novice Necromancer

Northern Necromancers: The Island Book 1

by Amy B. Nixon

Genre: Romantic Dark Fantasy

Novice Necromancer is a revised edition of my discontinued book Nordstrøm Necromancer. It includes new content, sprinkled throughout the story.

Intrigue, monsters and a forbidden affair. What could go wrong?

Learyn Dustrikke didn’t believe in black magic, until her aunt’s secrets forced her to flee San Francisco and seek shelter on the ominous Nordstrøm Island – an obscure Norwegian holm uprooted from the realm Vanaheim.

Ensnared by the island’s magic, Learyn finds herself in deadlier peril than ever before.

Between juggling the principles of necromancy, waltzing with intrigue and monsters, and falling for a man whose love is forbidden by the gods, can Learyn untangle the web of family secrets before it’s too late? Or will the threat she fled from catch up with her?

Hop on a ride to cinematic lands of atavistic Norse mythology in this NA Dark Fantasy series, as Learyn learns why black magic should not be taken lightly.

(Disclaimer: Every book in the series contains swearing, deaths and occasional gore. The main characters are also featured in my other series Northern Necromancers: The Dragons.)

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“Miss Dustrikke, I’d like a word with you.”

Confused by his request, I waited for everyone to leave before I stepped onto the raised podium.

He studied me from head to toe with that pair of unnaturally light blue irises. Cold and intrusive, like an avalanche sliding across every inch of me. Hoar-frost scalded my guts. My heart dropped in my stomach with the weight of a glacier. Why did he always look so freakishly intimidating?

When his icy blues finally trailed back up, I barely prevented myself from squirming. And then the world unraveled around me.

 

I was standing in what was supposed to be a spacious hall, or at least it had been once before.

Erosion had struck the stony walls, demolishing them to nothing more than crumbled ruins. They laid bleak and barren in hues of fading grays. Jagged outlines of damaged columns spanned up to an open sky, devoid of stars. A pale crescent moon barely illuminated its onyx darkness, shedding light on a thinning haze.

My eyes darted down as I stepped onto something hard and uneven — a serrated piece, chipped off the marbled tiles. Disarrayed, aegean patterns covered the icy floor, like protrusive veins running under pale skin. Shudders slithered up my spine at the sight of hollow trunks and tarred roots, mere footsteps from where I stood. Those trees were dead. They shouldn’t have been able to break through the stone.

I navigated my way across the ruins carefully, diving deeper into the remains of a dead world.

Until it wasn’t dead anymore.

Eerie tones flew past my ears. A haunting rock ballad, coming from somewhere ahead. I braved the freezing temperatures and kept walking. A man and a woman, locked in a tight embrace, appeared out of the blue and spun around me. I barely caught a glimpse of their formal clothes before they disappeared. Just as I wondered if they had been some crazy mirage, another couple broke through the haze.

More and more people manifested before my shocked stare, all of whom were waltzing. Trying to tell mirages from reality, my eyes lingered on the formal suits and puffy dresses. Torn and battered, they revealed naked flesh. Rotten, flaky, decomposing flesh.

A horrified gasp ruptured my throat. The cloud of somber mist lured out my breath, robbing me of my fleeting warmth. A sinister thought rushed through my mind — the haze was sucking away my life, like it had sucked away theirs.

 

I panted, writhing like an aspen twig.

The haze had disappeared, as had the ruins and the waltzing corpses. I was standing back on that podium, facing Dann’s creepily intense stare.

“What the fuck was that?” I whispered, still trembling from the lingering aftertaste of what I had just experienced.

“What was what, exactly?”

“That! The ruins, corpses, music and… everything!”

His face hardened in an obscure grimace.

“You were there!” I pressed when he didn’t say anything. “You were there with me all the time!”

“I never stood from my chair, Miss Dustrikke, and you never left this room.”

My mouth fell open. I peeked over my shoulder to see nothing more than rows of tables and empty chairs, stacked neatly in their ascending formation. I could swear on the creator of the Python programming language, moments ago we had both been in that dreadful, gothic, post-apocalyptic excuse of a ruined hall.

Tearing my gaze off the empty room, I faced his stone-cold features.

Incorporeal blades raked through my spine while the waltzing corpses still glided through my head, possessing my thoughts with images of their rotten, festering flesh. Between the livid skin and the soul-sucking haze, his familiar presence had felt like the only factor that had prevented me from losing myself to the cold, ghastly darkness. Which was a paradox on its own, considering I didn’t even know him well, least of all trust him.

Still, why was he pretending nothing had happened?

“We both walked through those ruins.” Treacherous notes of desperation bled from my shaky voice. “You were right behind me.”

“As I said, neither of us left the room.”

So, I’d had… a hallucination, or something? A vision? Was it even possible? Did necromancers have visions? Omens? Predictions about the future? Past lives? What the hell was going on?

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Rampant Necromancer

Northern Necromancers: The Island Book 2

My life got freakier than a black metal music video. Ironic, since my blood runs with black magic.

Newbie necromancer Learyn Dustrikke quickly learned why leaving San Francisco and moving to a chunk of Vanaheim land nestled in Norway was a bad idea.

Nordstrøm Island is anything but the fairytale land she thought it would be. Murderers run rampant in broad daylight. Freshly deceased human flesh rots before her eyes. Wrongfully cast spells serve as a one-way ticket to a soulless eternity. And sneaking out means getting exposed to lethal forces, which are impervious even to necromancy.

The last things on Learyn’s mind are worrying about Dann’s eerie secrets or the furtive warnings of a mysterious dark elf. But in a world where reality is more terrifying than any nightmare, seeking love and friendship will cost her more than she’s prepared to lose.

And that’s just the calm before the storm…

Hop on a ride to mythical lands of ancient Norse mythology in this NA Dark Fantasy series, as Learyn learns why black magic should not be taken lightly.

(Disclaimer: Every book in the series contains swearing, deaths and occasional gore. You’ll also see some characters and events from my series Northern Necromancers: The Dragons.)

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When she’s not working or writing, Amy enjoys cooking, playing board games, taking roadtrips, shocking the people around her with dark humor, playing the piano and ruining group photos due to not being able to pose seriously for a proper picture.

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Amden Bog
A Novel in Stories
by David Rose
Genre: Dark Fantasy
The second book to expose the grim world of Mulgara:
Loner, bumpkin, self-destructive teenager, Matina thought her life’s adventures would reach no further than paddling under night cypress or falling through the parchment of a good book. But she owns a great secret, one coming with her approaching womanhood like the mouths of gnashing teeth.
Boraor Rehton, the inept shaman, would love nothing more than to leave this wretched town, continuously appointing him their spiritual leader. He knows little about the earthly arts, but the same cannot be said for black magic; tools he uses, which, if caught, would earn him a place on Amden’s impaling stakes.
Add Pauthor Quithot, recluse, Grubilius Motty, lowlife drunkard, and other malcontents all involved with a mysterious force let loose upon the bog.As the force’s mystery wanes, old feuds are inflamed, murder is ready to run rampant, and the threshold separating the living from the dead is hopped over with wicked glee.
Alluring, unpredictable, dripping with idiosyncratic folk, AMDEN BOG is dark fantasy where beauty and brutality often hang from the same sagging vine.
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David Rose (1983-) is both a hybrid author and a former dilettante. His works include No Joy, From Sand and Time, Mulgara, and Amden Bog. One of which won an award.
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Undying Witch
A Dysfunctional Family of Witches Prequel
by B. Austin
Genre: Dark Fantasy
“I will live forever. If I could make you, my daughter, live longer than a human, I would. I do not want to be alone again.”
A 97-YEAR-OLD FORTUNE-TELLER DISCOVERS THE MAGIC TO BE YOUNG AND LIVE FOREVER.
DIMA seems doomed to live a life of poverty until she steals the Starostavne Books of Magical Spells and Enchantments. Monks wrote the wizardry books centuries ago. In the Tree of Life Magic and Time Spells book, Dima learns the secret of never aging.
Years later, Dima’s teenage daughter resents a mother who is 112 years old but shifts into a woman young enough to be her sister. MEDEA loathes a mother who loves her 17 cats more than she does her daughter. Medea despises a mother who claims all witchcraft as her magic and treats her daughter like a slave. In secret, Medea develops her own sorcery.
PLEASE NOTE: This is a standalone book in this series and does not have to be read first or in any other particular order.
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The Witch With Nine Lives
A Dysfunctional Family of Witches Book 1
MEDEA TURNS INTO A CAT AT NIGHT, due to her mother’s curse. In Undying Witch, DIMA found a shapeshifting stone. She is 130-years-old but appears to be 18, the same age as her two daughters. Medea works in the family witchcraft business of fortune-telling, seances, and other witchery-for-hire. NIKKI works as a maid. Medea is tortured by a secret that can destroy the sisterly tie between her and Nikki. Her sister was born a Marilyn-Monroe lookalike. Despite her beauty, jealousy eats away at Nikki because her mother and sister have magic. Nor is Nikki allowed near the books of spells, enchantments, and potions Dima stole from Russian monks. Unknown to her family, Nikki, is developing a magical gift which she cannot control, a sorcery that will threaten Medea and pit two powerful sisters against each other.
(Please note: This is a standalone series. The books can be read in any order.)
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B. Austin writes Science Fiction and Fantasy, spellbinding tales filled with suspense, mystery, and unique magic. She loves creating future worlds with cool technology.
B writes under two other names. BELINDA AUSTIN writes Psychological Thrillers, Suspense, and Hysterical Fiction. BELINDA V. GARCIA has written award-winning Historical Fiction and middle-grade fantasy.
Before writing fiction full time, B. Austin was a Computer Programmer, Web Developer, and Software Engineer. She has a Bachelor’s Degree in Applied Mathematics. If you are still curious about Belinda, she has written a series of memoirs entitled: MEMOIRS OF A BIGAMIST’S DAUGHTER. She thanks you humbly for your interest.
In her own words: “I would like to have a dinner party on Halloween with all my fans, and Edgar Allan Poe as guest of honor. I fell in love with his writing when I was a kid. We will have chocolate cake, chocolate-covered strawberries, and fudge for dessert. With bated breath, we will ask Eddie the real story of how he died. Everyone loves a good horror tale.”
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Revenge of the Vampir King
Thrones of Blood Book 1
by Nancy Kilpatrick
Genre: Adult Dark Fantasy, Paranormal Romance 
 
Vampires and humans are at war!
Moarte, King of the Vampirii, is a prisoner of his Sapiens enemy. The
beautiful Sapiens Princess Valada, believing that Moarte killed her
mother, tortures him, even to the point of breaking the bones in his
wings so he cannot escape. She intends to incinerate him to ash in
sunlight, but Moarte escapes.
Moarte hungers for revenge. When, through an act of betrayal, Valada is
captured by the vampirii, his first instinct is to drain her blood
and annihilate her. But he realizes he can get revenge in other ways,
using her as a tool to gain the upper hand in this conflict. But who
is manipulating whom? Both want revenge, and control of the other,
and Moarte wants to drink Valada’s blood. Dark desires lead down a
path neither had envisioned, a threatening spiral that can destroy
empires.
Hunter and hunted change places again and again in this novel of twisted,
violent passions. Seeds of deception are sown amidst love and hate,
loyalty and betrayal, obsession and indifference, in an erotic tale
of warring races, foes since the beginning of time, and two unlikely
adversaries aligning to battle a common enemy.
Nancy Kilpatrick infuses her vampires with the hot blood of life and erotic
passion. Vampires have never had it so good.”
F. Paul Wilson
Author of the Repairman Jack series, The Keep, Midnight Mass
“Kilpatrick knows that great secret of horror stories: that they are intensely personal!”
-Chelsea Quinn Yarbro Author of The Saint Germain series
“Nancy Kilpatrick’s writing is both eloquent and erotic her stories seduce
the reader through the mutual attraction of dread and desire.”
Stephen Jones 
Editor: Dark Terrors; Best New Horror series
 
 
Sacrifice of the Hybrid Princess
Thrones of Blood Book 2
 
Part human, part vampir, the beautiful, stubborn, angry young Princess
Serene is a tormented hybrid, her days and nights controlled by her
overprotective parents. When they suddenly insist on an arranged
marriage, visions of a grim future in a loveless pairing with the
cold and dominating Wolfsbane drive Princess Serene into a desperate escape.
But instead of freedom, the young naive Princess rushes headlong into the
clutches of a human demon whose cruelty and violence threaten to
destroy her and her world. The entire vampirii nation is helpless to
rescue her, and war becomes a certainty. Rebellion will lead to many
deaths, including those she loves. But to endure brutality until she
can escape might be beyond her abilities.
Ultimately, Wolfsbane, her detested bridegroom, is the one holding the key to
save her, if he can. And more, can she 
be saved?
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“Nancy Kilpatrick inhabits that shadow land of sensuality between terror and
pleasure; she can be creepy, seductive, bleak, exquisite and
terrifying—often all at once. She knows the intricacies of human
minds and bodies at war with themselves, and her stories bring you
into those battles in ways that make you think you’ve actually been
there because maybe you have.”
Thomas Roche, author of The Panama Laugh and editor of the Noirotica series
“Nancy Kilpatrick’s vampires have a distinctive bite all their own.”
Nancy A. Collins, author of Sunglasses After Dark and In the Blood
“Kilpatrick is the pony express of horror. She’s fast and furious and she always delivers.”
Brian Lumley, author of the Necroscope series
I loved Book 1 but I will admit that I loved Book 2 even more. The
characters were comfortably familiar but the threat level has been
escalated to nail-biting proportions. I devoured the book quickly; it
was difficult to put down, but I am used to this when in the hands of
a skilled author like Kilpatrick. She truly is a “vampire queen”:
a real specialist at telling vampire tales in new and engaging ways.”
Elaine Pascal, reviewer
The Horror Review
 
 
Abduction of Two Rulers
Thrones of Blood Book 3
 
A conference between two species ends in disaster when Sapiens Queen
Blanka and the Vampir King Thanatos are treacherously seized and
imprisoned in a dungeon. War erupts as their jailers—an ancient
vampir and a traitorous Sapiens usurper—each plot to reign over all
of their own species. Desperate to end the conflict, the two
prisoners escape. En route to his stronghold, Thanatos disappears.
His vampir allies want to find him, but attack is imminent, making
defense the priority. Blanka knows the odds are against her surviving
an all-powerful, ancient being whose goal is destruction yet she is
determined to rescue Thanatos. The question that tortures her is:
does he still exist?
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“Nancy Kilpatrick is an audacious and insane writer of vampire fiction. I
wish a vamp would bite me so I could read her work forever!” –
Nancy Holder, NYT Bestselling Author, Mary Shelley Presents; Buffy
the Vampire Slayer novels
“Sit back and let Nancy Kilpatrick guide you through this tortured world
of sex and passion, hunger and blood, damned souls and velvet
nights.” – Karen E. Taylor, author The Vampire Legacy series
“Horror has never been so poetically exquisite before: move over Anne Rice
for Nancy Kilpatrick.” – Robert W. Walker, author of Instinct series books
 
 
Savagery of the Rebel King
Thrones of Blood Book 4
 
Necros, the most rebellious of the vampir kings, has carried a burning hatred
for the one who forced him into this undead existence centuries ago.
Abused, betrayed, cheated, he trusts none of any species, especially
Guin, a dethroned mortal queen who appears out of nowhere and feeds
his paranoia, and his darkest fantasies. At best she attempts to
control him, at worst she tries to kill him. For some reason he does
not understand, Necros is compelled to let her live. But he believes
she is manipulative, and a liar; Guin sees him as brutal, stubborn,
impossible! Encounters turn ugly as violence, bitterness and haunting
memories drive both of them. Guin has her own agendas, and the more
she struggles to actualize them, the further away her goals recede. A
few vampirii endeavor to build a bridge between the two combatants,
but others with sinister plans are bent on hindering a truce. This
downward-spiralling dynamic reels towards a dire conclusion that
neither Necros nor Guin seem able to halt.
Savagery of the Rebel King—Vol 4 in the exciting Thrones of Blood series—is
a fast-paced rollercoaster ride in a plot that twists and turns and
threatens to spin out of control. Readers will be glued to their seats!
 
 
Nancy Kilpatrick is an award-winning author. Her publishing credits include
22 novels, over 220 short stories, 6 collections of her stories, 1
graphic novel, 1 non-fiction book and, as well, she has edited 15
anthologies. She lives in Montreal and her work is published in the
U.S., Canada, the U.K., and has been translated into 8 languages.
These are the genres in which she has published: dark fantasy,
horror, fantasy, mystery, science fiction, erotica. Details can be
found on her website below.
 
 
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