Friday, 27 April 2018

The Lost Fairytales of the Dewdrop Forest: A #Fantasy #Novel by Bianca Scharff

Bianca Scharff is a secretive person with enough strange memories to fill several books. Here she has taken the most impactful non-fiction moments from her life and placed them in a fiction setting where they belong. Having grown up in a house with ghosts and a witch for a sister there was very little room for mundane moments or normalcy. These things teaching her that some moments can never be retracted from your memory but can only be forever questioned. Leaving one to wonder if the shadows are really in the corners of your room or your mind.

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Lucy made a wish on a dandelion in a past life. The wish went horribly wrong. Now as the time for her eighteenth birthday nears, she feels a sense of foreboding. With each day that approaches she feels a piece of her mind come unhinged. Strange events begin to take over Lucy’s life as she fights for control of her mind, what is real and what isn’t. As the line blurs between reality and make-believe, she realizes the dark fairytales she was told as a child were meant to do more than frighten her. They were meant to help lead her to safety.Following the faded trail of childhood memories, Lucy must go on a journey to find the answers she desperately needs to save her sanity. Answers that can only be found in the Dewdrop Forest. The Dewdrop Forest, a dark enchanted place where fairytales are abundant and visitors are highly unwelcome. Lucy quickly discovers that someone else wants her sanity more than she does. A place where Lucy will soon learn that the fight is for far more than just her sanity, the real fight is for her soul.

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Who do you most admire in your world?

I admire the trees in the forest. It shares secrets with me.

What is your greatest fear?

Losing my sanity. It's all better now I just let go of it.

What is the most important lesson you've learned about life?

Nothing is ever as it seems.

Who has been the greatest influence in your life?

The old man. As silly as he was his intentions were good.

Where is the best place to visit in your world?

There isn't one in my world.

What places should visitors avoid?

Do your best to avoid the Dewdrop forest altogether. If I don't find you the children will and well they get bored.

Do you have any hobbies?

Reading always reading and collecting new stories.

Do you have a secret you've never told anyone?

I found the pit where he keeps the others but I'm not mad. How could I be?

Have you ever been in love?

Yes, it was splendid.

How did that work out for you?

Happily Ever After of course.

What kind of clothing do you prefer to wear?

I used to love sturdy jeans, boots, and a t-shirt but now it doesn't matter.

Would you ever or have you ever lied?

I hate lying it is one of my moral strong points. Honesty is extremely important even to one's self.

Wednesday, 25 April 2018

Zombie Baker: A #ChildrensFiction Book by J S Rumble

J S Rumble lives, works and writes in the UK. Her first children's book was written after a hard day at work. She loves curling up with a good book and a hot chocolate on a cold afternoon.

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Fred is one of those rare boys that actually likes going to school… well, he did until now. He started getting picked on for something he has no control over… being a zombie. Most people think of zombies as mindless creatures that roam the world searching for others to infect, in fact that couldn’t be further from the truth. All Fred wants to do is bake! He dreams of opening his very own cake shop one day, but pastry school is extremely expensive! Then an opportunity comes along that could help his dreams become reality.

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Chapter One

Fred was more excited than he had ever been before. Today he was going to open his very own cake shop, something he had been dreaming about for years.

He got up early, laid a selection of beautiful cakes and pastries out, unlocked the door, and turned his sign over to show he was open for business.

It took a little longer for the first customer to come in than he had hoped, and much to his surprise, they ran out after only trying one cake sample. Not two minutes later the same person came back dragging two people with her. “Maisy, you have to try this,” she said, pushing her friend forwards.

Soon, more and more people turned up until there was no space left in the shop and they had to wait patiently outside for their turn.

Fred saw lots of people he knew and lots more that he didn’t, and was kept busy refilling the counters with all kinds of tasty treats for people to try and buy.

It was the middle of the afternoon when a reporter turned up and asked Fred if he could take some photographs for the local paper.

“Can we do a quick interview as well? The people will love to know your story.”

Fred laughed. “There is not much to know,” he said. “I have been very lucky, but none of this would have happened if I hadn’t been a zombie.”

Fred led the reporter to the side of the shop so they could both sit down.

The reporter set his camera on the table and took out a pen and a small writing pad.

“What do you mean?”

Fred’s eyes glazed as memories of his childhood began to surface.

Chapter Two

Most people think of zombies as mindless creatures that roam the world searching for others to infect. In fact, that couldn’t be further from the truth.

It was three o’clock in the morning and Fred lay in bed with his eyes wide open, staring with desperation at the ceiling. He was hoping that something miraculous would happen to stop him from having to go to school that day.

It wasn’t that he didn’t like school; he did, and up until the day before he had enjoyed learning during lessons and laughing with friends during break times. His favourite class was cookery and his dream was to open his very own cake shop. He knew it would take a lot of work because his family were quite poor but he was determined to try, so he worked hard at his lessons. The problem was that school wasn’t as much fun as it used to be because now he was being picked on, picked on for something he had no control over, picked on for being a zombie.

Monday, 23 April 2018

Adana the Earth Dragon: A #Fantasy #ChildrensFiction Book by Debbie Manber Kupfer

Debbie Manber Kupfer grew up in London and lived in Israel, before somehow ended up in St. Louis, where she works as a puzzle constructor and writer. She lives with her husband, two children, and a very opinionated feline. She is the author of the P.A.W.S. Saga and the picture books, Cecilia's Tale, Esmeralda Grunch and the Red Tulip, and The Great Bobbert. She also created the puzzle book, Paws 4 Logic together with her son, Joey. She believes that with enough tea and dark chocolate you can achieve anything!

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Adana is a small, brown, earth dragon. She longs to play with the other dragons, but none of them will accept her as a friend. One day a giant wanders into the land of the dragons and scares all the other dragons.

Can Adana save the day and prove that even a small brown earth dragon can do big things?

An elemental tale from the author of P.A.W.S. and Esmeralda Grunch and the Red Tulip. Illustrated by Tina Wijesiri.

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Where were you born, and what was it like growing up there?

I was born in Dragon Land and it wasn't much fun growing up as all the other dragons didn't really want to play with me.

Who is your enemy?

Not really enemies, but pretty much all the other dragons don't like me very much and the fire dragons can be mean.

Who do you most admire in your world?

The beautiful nature and surrounding. The colors are wondrous.

Tell us a little about your world, and where you fit in?

My world is made up of colorful landscape - caves, forests, lagoons and sandy beaches. There are fours kinds of Dragon that live in my world: Water Dragons, Air Dragons, Fire Dragons and me the Earth Dragon. I am the only Earth Dragon and so I don't fit in well with the others who are all brightly colored and have special skills.

What was the most embarrassing moment in your life?

When I tried gargling with fire water so I could make a flame like the fire dragons. It didn't work and I ended up with a sore throat.

What is the most important lesson you've learned about life?

The even a small brown dragon can sometimes do big things.

What is the strangest situation you've ever found yourself in?

When the Giant came stomping through our world all the dragons were scared of him and hid in my cave.

What is the greatest obstacle you have ever had to face?

The other dragons. I hope someday they'll accept me.

Where is the best place to visit in your world?

My world is beautiful. You should visit everywhere! Be sure to stop by the Lagoon and watch the Water Dragons playing Marco Polo.

Do you have any hobbies?

I love to dig. I've found all different cool rocks in the earth and I keep them in the corner of my cave.

If you could meet someone from another novel, who would it be?

Miro - from Miro the Dragon by Theresa Berg - he seems really nice.

Do you have a secret you've never told anyone?

I don't know how to swim, so couldn't really play with the Water Dragons even if they wanted me too.

What is your favorite food?

There are these delicious truffles that I sometimes find when I dig in certain spots. Yummy!

What do you own that would be hardest to part with?

I have one particular rock that I found a few years ago with a silver strand running through it. When I hold it, it makes me feel happy. I would hate to lose it.

What was the most exciting adventure you've ever been on?

You're going to have to read my book to find that one out!

Friday, 20 April 2018

Ms. Creant: The Wrong Doers! - A #SelfHelp Book by E. A. Barker

E. A. Barker believes he is an average guy in mid-life who has led a mostly average life. His readers may not agree with his assessment. The single biggest difference between him and most other people is his pursuit of knowledge. Throughout his life he never stopped asking the simplest question: Why? E. A. describes himself as a collector of ideas and a purveyor of dot connections. He attempts to present his findings in an entertaining fashion in an effort to encourage people to read—especially men who are reading far too little these days. E. A is an advocate of education for its ability to affect social reform and actively promotes the idea that a global conscience is possible.

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Ms. Creant: The Wrong Doers!
Life With Women: The Long-Awaited Instruction Manual

This book was created for everyone from young adults to seniors. It was written from a male’s point of view, speaking to men who are endlessly struggling to understand the opposite sex. For women, this is a fascinating journey inside the male psyche. The book gives a young reader a glimpse of the future, with a recommended timeline for key life events. Mature readers, who have already experienced much of what is discussed in the book, should come away with a newfound understanding and perhaps even closure. Ms. Creant is a controversial, entertaining, yet informative look at everything which influences human behaviour including: relationships, life, health, biology, philosophy, sociology, theology, politics, genetics—even physics. E. A. Barker shares twenty-four “inappropriate” stories of life with women. The author based these stories of women behaving badly on his real-life experiences, spanning four decades of his search for an ideal partner. The lessons taken away from the book will serve to help readers make better choices, become more aware, grow and change—at any stage of life.

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Thank you for conquering the planet for us and keeping us safe, but we can take it from here. We will remember you fondly.

There is another way of viewing these observations, which I endorse. On the opposite side, one could argue men are nearly perfect, and have been perfect all along. We do not require as much genetic improvement as our female counterparts. Maybe it is the female of the species which is flawed, and in need of all this upgrading. Anytime you are bored, have this conversation with a woman — you will not be bored for long.

My promotional products in support of the book will have the following sayings, one for each sex:
XX Genetics proves WOMEN are evolving 50% faster than MEN!
XY Genetics proves MEN need 50% fewer genetic upgrades than WOMEN!

To produce a proven scientific fact, it requires completed experiments, which produce an irrefutable result. When it comes to men and women interacting, we are still in the observation stage, so my findings are at best, a humorous hypothesis.

“THE BATTLE OF THE SEXES” rages on — and we men are losing.

Take some consolation in knowing, both life and women, are more predictable than you think.

Wednesday, 18 April 2018

It's Just Business... the Romancing of Ahjumma: 2 Weeks in Busan - A #Romance #Novel by Wanda Voy

I write stories and stuff about very unlikely people, in very unlikely relationships, in very unlikely situations.

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The first of the series “It’s Just Business… the Romancing of Ahjumma,” “2 Weeks in Busan” introduces Ki Soo and Lee Ho-Jun, players in the Seoul business community.

Ki Soo, a woman of 45 and expat from the United States, is Chairman of the Board of a huge advertising corporation and Lee Ho-Jun, a man of 25, is her Director of Creative Services.

“2 Weeks in Busan” is a romance novel, yet covers several controversial topics in its plot line, including cougar/cub relationships, gay relationships, child abandonment and abuse, crime against women, and corporate espionage. Meanwhile, the reader is lead through a growing romantic relationship, and descriptive elements of South Korea, her history, and culture.

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It was well known Ki Soo adored the company of young men. At every corporate gathering or any event covered by the media, she always had an extremely pretty flower boy behind her.

Per her given protocol, they were not seen touching her, other than lending a hand to get in and out of vehicles or to step up and down stairs. Rumors were always spread, though, about their activities away from the paparazzi, perhaps for good reason.

She operated this way for 15 years, ever since she founded FloridaCorp, five years after taking residence in Seoul. During those 15 years, not once did she decorate her arm with an employee, that is, until now.

Lee Ho-Jun entered her office with his campaign proposal in hand. The proposal was for an advertising campaign intended to target women 40 and over. The product was a high-end, sophisticated hybrid car with very nostalgic styling.

He gave his report, standing rather casually, but not disrespectfully. He sported an air of relaxed confidence. She couldn’t help but note he looked exceptionally beautiful in his nicely tailored suit.

In addition to his fetching appearance, she knew he had in him a well-rounded business savvy, a useful tool in the sales and creative side of advertising. Because of this, his status in the Seoul business community was high, despite his young age of 25.

“I would suggest giving the vehicle a test run, to get a feel of this car meant for women over 40, Ki Hoe Jang-nim.” He gave a very slight smirk. “They gave you a prototype to drive and flaunt. Perhaps your upcoming networking conference would be the perfect opportunity. The car can be shipped to Busan if you wish.”

She leaned back in her chair, sizing him up. He was trying, subtly, to wiggle himself into the networking conference.

She challenged him.

“Lee Jun Moo-nim, can I assume you wish to observe how I, a woman in that age group, handles the car? I would hope you would use your findings to develop further this winning campaign.”

“Only if you wish. I would not want to intrude on your personal time,” he said, getting a little excited his plan just might be working.

With formality, he handed her a flash drive containing the report, using the right hand with the left-hand underneath, holding back a large imaginary sleeve.

“While I agree the newly appointed Director of Creative Services would benefit from observing someone in that demographic using the product,” she stated, “I have to suspect something else is going on here.”

She leaned back in her chair.

“What are you up to?”

“She read me like a book,” he thought.

“Yes, I did,” she confirmed, making him realize he just verbalized his thought, a very bad handicap of his. He realized that lying to her about his intentions would only make his now compromised situation worse.

“I wish to be your escort during your upcoming networking conference.”

Monday, 16 April 2018

Lawfully Justified: A #Christian #Fiction #Novel by Lorana Hoopes

Lorana Hoopes is a Christian romance and children's author who lives in the Pacific Northwest with her husband and three children. When not writing, she can be seen kickboxing at her gym, acting on stage, or singing at her church.

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William Cook enjoyed serving the town as a lawman until a tragic accident took everything he loved. Wanting to leave his past behind, he turns to bounty hunting, enjoying the constant distraction—and the money isn’t too bad either. When he suffers a life-threatening injury, he is forced to stay put for longer than he is used to doing. The woman who tends his wounds intrigues him, but he isn’t looking for love after what happened the first time.

Emma Stewart recently lost her husband and has moved back in with her widowed father, the town doctor. While she likes helping him heal the sick, she still longs for a family of her own, so no one is more surprised than she is when she starts to develop feeling for the bounty hunter, who hides his heart of gold behind a rugged exterior.

Can Emma offer William a reason to stay? Can William find a way to heal from his broken past to start a future with Emma? Or will a haunting secret take away all the possibilities of this budding romance?

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1883 Sage Creek, Texas

William “Wild Bill” Cook smoothed his black duster and stepped through the swinging batwing doors into the saloon. His eyes scanned the bustling, noisy room, but the slim, bearded man whose face he had memorized from the Wanted Poster didn’t appear to be in the room. Of course, that meant nothing. Sometimes the men tried to disguise themselves or hide in low-lit corners. Occasionally, he even found them upstairs with one of the saloon girls, if they had the money. Once he had even found a mark upstairs pretending to be a saloon girl. He hadn’t been the brightest one, not realizing his full beard was a dead giveaway. It didn’t matter. Wild Bill Cook always got his man.

He sidled up to the bar, pulled his black hat low on his eyes, and ordered a Whiskey. He wasn’t a big drinker - his wife had hated the stuff - but he found one drink honed his senses and allowed him to survey the room without standing out too much. The last thing he needed was someone recognizing he didn’t belong and warning Frank Malone. The man was merely a cattle thief, but no man liked the prospect of jail time and most fought tooth and nail not to go.

When the drink slid his way, William picked it up, trying to ignore the cloudy film on it - Catherine would roll over in her grave if she saw him drinking from such a cup - and adjusted his position so that his back was to the bar.

A heated poker game was taking place at a table across the room, but a closer look ruled out any of those men. Another few men sat at a table closer to his position, tossing back beers, but they were all too large to be his mark. His eyes continued to scan left, but after coming up empty, he finished his drink and turned back to the bartender. Malone must be hiding out upstairs then.

“Who do you have working tonight?” William asked the bartender. “It’s been a long ride, and I’d like to unwind.”

The long-haired bartender smiled at him, revealing a bottom row of crooked teeth. “What’s your flavor?”

William shook his head as he spun the glass on the counter. “I’m not particular. What are my choices?”

The bartender scanned the room. “Looks like we have two blonds, Nellie and Lizzie, down here which means Minnie, my brunette is upstairs, engaged in other business.”

“I guess I’ll take a blond then,” William said.

“Nellie,” the bartender hollered across the noisy room. He cocked his head in a “come here” gesture, and a moment later, a plump blond appeared at William’s side.

Wednesday, 11 April 2018

One Knight Stand: A #Romance #Novel by Kryssie Fortune

Kryssie Fortune writes the sort of hot sexy books she loves to read. If she can sneak a dragon into her paranormal books she will. Her paranormal heroes are muscular werewolves, arrogant Fae, or BDSM loving dragons.

Kryssie likes her contemporary heroes ex-military and dominant. Her heroines are kick ass females who can hold their own against whatever life - or Kryssie - throws at them.

Kryssie's pet hates are unhappy endings, and a series that end on a cliff hanger.
Her books are all stand alone even when part of series. Plot always comes before sex, but when her heroines and heroes get together, the sex is explosive and explicit. One review called it downright sensual.

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Crusader knight, Blaxton de Ferrers rises as a vampire after the Knights Defender steal his soul. Murdered by his cousin, he preys on the people he once swore to protect. His emotions leach out of him. Gradually, he forgets how to feel.

Eight hundred years later, he meets Harriet.

Harriet Mortlake’s a strong, sassy woman who battles her weight and her temper. She’s the modern-day archivist in the castle which was Blaxton’s childhood home. She’s supposed to ferret out the castle’s secrets. Instead, she finds the love of her life.

When danger threatens Harriet, Blaxton steps in. Harriet and Blaxton are a match made in heaven. Except… he’s a vampire and he’s destined for hell.

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Where were you born, and what was it like growing up there?

I was born Kent, England. Growing up wasn't good. My father was a bully and an abuser.

Do you have a close relationship with your family?

I'll never willingly speak to my father again. He threatened my mom with a knife so I brained him with the frying pan dragged mom to a women's refuge. I was twelve at the time. Mom and I are close. I still phone her every day.

What is the happiest memory from your childhood?

Moving to York in the north of England. It meant I wouldn't run into dad in the street.

Who was your best friend growing up?

I didn't have one. How could I invite friends home when my dad might hit me, or worse, them?

If you could compare yourself to someone from another novel, who would it be?

Katniss Everdean from the Hunger games. We're both survivors who do what's need to move on. I protected my mom. That's not the same as protecting thirteen districts, but it was enough for me. Of course, she wanted to look out for her little sister. I'm an only child. Unlike Katniss, my fiercest weapon's my tongue. I use it to keep people at bay.

Who is your enemy?

Cousin Rolf. He's Blaxton's cousin not mine, but he's a monster with delusions of grandeur. He wants to rule the world, and he thought I'd help him. What he didn't know is that vampire compulsion doesn't work on me.

Who do you most admire in your world?

Easy. My Blaxton. He was known as Blaxton the Bold in the twelfth century. Then Rolfe the Rat tricked him out of his soul. He killed Blaxton when they were on crusade, but Blaxton didn't stay dead. Without his soul he rose as a vampire. He spent eight hundred years alone. How terrible is that. He tells me his emotions faded and he felt nothing, until he met me.

Tell us a little about your world, and where you fit in?

I applied for the job as archivist at Whitborough Castle and got it. No one else applied, you see. The last two archivists had disappeared in mysterious circumstance. I always had the someone's watching me feeling when I worked in my office. I was right, of course.

What is the most important lesson you've learned about life?

Always chase your dreams. I did, and I couldn't be happier.

What is the strangest situation you've ever found yourself in?

In a castle surrounded by vampires. As a human, I didn't believe they existed. Terr-i-fying. One of them held a knife to my throat and tried to compel me to obey him. Instead, I bit him and broke free. See, me in castle full of vampires, and I was the one doing the biting.

What is your favorite food?

Pasta. Not that I eat it too often. A moment on the lips, a lifetime on the hips, right?

Name some of your bad habits.

I have a snarky mouth and give people attitude. I turned Cousin Rolfe apoplectic when he imprisoned me in that cage.

Monday, 9 April 2018

Unforgivables: A #Fantasy #Novel by Tabi Slick

Tabi Slick was born in Kansas and grew up in the country where she was homeschooled for the greater part of her childhood. In middle school, her family moved to Davis, Oklahoma where she attended public school for several years. Here she began her writing adventure and soon the world of Tompkin's Academy came to life. After graduating from high school in 2008, she spent a few years in Puerto Rico and wound up in Texas where she graduated with a Bachelor's degree in Linguistics from the University of Texas at Arlington. When she’s not writing or studying languages, she’s usually got her nose stuck in a book somewhere near a warm fire and a cup of tea. Currently, she is working on the third book which will conclude the Tompkin’s School Trilogy.

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Emma seemed an ordinary girl, but she had secrets. Not only did she have the ability to transform into a winged monster, she was also wanted for murder. After a series of unlikely events, she finds herself on the run from London’s most revered detective with only a circus filled with paranormal misfits to keep her company. Emma must find her way to freedom, but will she be able to do what is necessary to leave her past behind once and for all?

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London, England, 1810.

“SHE’S DEAD!” A frantic woman cried, waking her husband from his slumber, “There’s been a murder on our street!”

“What in God’s name are you going on about, woman?” He croaked, wiping sleep from his eyes.

The portly Mrs. Martin scowled at her drowsy husband. She had spoken plainly and did not like having to repeat herself.

“That butcher’s daughter killed her mum, she did,” Mrs. Martin screeched, “saw it happen outside our very window.”

The old man sat up with a start, his eyes alert as he processed what his wife was telling him.

“How do you know this?”

“Come,” she beckoned, “look for ye’self.”

His body groaned as he swung his legs over the side of his bed. He crammed his knobby feet into house shoes before shuffling to the window behind his hysterical wife.

The full moon reflected through the glass as the two peered from their second story window. There in the night, a body lay on the ground across the empty street.

“What did you see?” He asked, “And be very specific.”

“I was having trouble sleeping and so I thought I’d do a bit of knitting and--,”

“I mean about the murder,” he said, his impatience made obvious by his tapping foot.

“Well, all right, but that’s not the beginning of it,” She retorted. “I saw the butcher’s wife run out her front door. She looked very upset, I might add. Her daughter followed her… They were arguing.”

“And?” He urged.

“There was something strange coming from the young girl’s back,” she continued. “They were like… wings.”

“Wings?” Mr. Martin’s eyes jumped out of their sockets.

“Yes, and then she looked up at me window, must’ve seen the light from the lamp,” she said, barely taking a breath.

“So you blew it out?”

“No,” she shook her head, tears swelling as she relived the moment, “She stretched her hand towards me window and… and the light… she made the light go out of it.”

“How is that possible?”

Mrs. Martin shook her head, not knowing how any of it could have happened.

“Then she took that same hand and wrapped it around her mother’s neck,” She shivered, fear etched across her face. “I saw her hand blazed hot red, smoke billowing from her mother’s neck like it was a pot of water boilin’.”

The old man could hardly believe his ears. His mind was racing.

“You’re mad,” he stammered, “that’s not possible.”

“She burned her mother alive,” Mrs. Martin cried.

He didn’t believe for a moment his wife was in her right mind, but he couldn’t deny the dead body in the street. For that, he would have to alert his fellow Watchmen.

Friday, 6 April 2018

Book Dreams Volume #2 (Brain to Books Anthology) Compiled by Angela B. Chrysler

Angela B. Chrysler is a writer, logician, philosopher, and die-hard nerd who studies theology, historical linguistics, music composition, and medieval European history in New York with a dry sense of humor and an unusual sense of sarcasm. She lives in a garden with her family and cats.

In 2014, Ms. Chrysler founded Brain to Books and the virtual trade show, Brain to Books Cyber Convention. A passionate gardener and incurable cat lover, Ms. Chrysler spends her days drinking coffee and writing beside a volume of Edgar Allan Poe who strongly influences her style to this day. When Ms. Chrysler is not writing, she enables her addictions to all things nerdy, and reads everything she can get her hands on no matter the genre. Occasionally, she finds time to mother her three children and debate with her life-long friend who she eventually married. Her writing is often compared to Tad Williams. Her influences are Edgar Allan Poe, The Phantom of the Opera, and Frankenstein.

Angela also loves writing, cats, reading, knitting, gardening, Tai Chi, Yoga, meditation, coffee, BBC, baking, cooking, dancing, singing, anime, and smiling.

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About the Book

Here, Brain to Books presents the second collected talents of assorted artists. In this collection you will find short stories, excerpts, and poems that encompass the hidden treasures of today’s uprising authors. May their words influence you as much as they have influenced mine.

Authors Include:

Angela B. Chrysler
Ashley Capes
Debbie Manber Kupfer
Ed Ireland
K. Matt
Maaja Wentz
Renee Scattergood
Roxanne Greening
Sandi Bateson
Tiffany Apan
Timothy Bateson

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Monday, 2 April 2018

Fatal Rivalry: A General #Fiction #Novel by Mercedes Rochelle

Born and raised in St. Louis MO, Mercedes Rochelle graduated with a BA in Literature from the University of Missouri. She learned about living history as a re-enactor and has been enamored with historical fiction ever since. A move to New York to do research and two careers ensued, but writing fiction remains her primary vocation. Her first four books are historical novels about 11th century Britain and events surrounding the Norman Conquest. Mercedes now lives in Sergeantsville, NJ with her husband in a log home they had built themselves.

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In 1066, the rivalry between two brothers brought England to its knees. 

When Duke William of Normandy landed at Pevensey on September 28, 1066, no one was there to resist him. King Harold Godwineson was in the north, fighting his brother Tostig and a fierce Viking invasion. How could this have happened? Why would Tostig turn traitor to wreak revenge on his brother?

See the tumultuous events surrounding the Norman Conquest through the eyes of The Sons of Godwine. Harold and Tostig were not always enemies; it took a massive Northumbrian uprising to tear them apart, making one an exile and the other his sworn enemy. And when 1066 came to an end, all the Godwinesons were dead except one: Wulfnoth, hostage in Normandy.

For two generations, Godwine and his sons were a mighty force, but their power faded away as the Anglo-Saxon era came to a close.

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"Silence," King Edward shouted. "We are not here to determine why the Northumbrians revolted, but how to stop their depredations." That helped quiet the room down. "There is no justification for their illegal actions," the king continued. "They have pillaged and killed my lawful subjects. They have risen up in rebellion against Tostig's lawful rule. They must be punished."

Finally! I stood straighter, more confident now that the king was in control.

Harold cleared his throat. "Sire," he said, beginning slowly. "Are you speaking of civil war?"

Edward turned to my brother impatiently. "Call it what you will," he said disdainfully. "These people must be chastised. They are in rebellion against their king!"

The room fell silent. Edward looked around at the witan. Where was his support?

I could feel myself losing patience, but I bit my tongue.

"Sire," my brother ventured again. "What would you accomplish but more bloodshed? If you compelled the Northumbrians to take back the rule of Tostig, how would we enforce it?"

"Enforce it?" I exclaimed, no longer able to control myself. "What are you saying, brother?" I seized him by the arms and faced him, eye to eye. "We will enforce it with our soldiers!"

"We would have to lay waste to your whole earldom! Is that what you want?"

"If that's what it takes, then yes!"

"Tostig, aren't you listening? They won't take you back!"

This couldn't be my brother speaking! "I beggared myself for you," I spat. "For your endless Welsh campaign, so you could come home with all the glory! Is this how you thank me?"

My brother ignored my taunt. Leaning to one side, he tried to look around me at the king. "Think of what they are threatening, Sire. They are threatening to ravage Northamptonshire as we argue. Think of what they are doing to our country. I was there. It might be better to consider their demands."

I couldn't believe my ears! I tightened my grip on his arms.

"You can't be saying this!" I shouted in his face. "You must have instigated this rebellion! You! Who insisted I raise all the taxes! You knew what would happen! You must be in league with Edwin and Morcar! How could you turn on your own brother!"

The uproar continued, but Harold and I were locked in a private struggle. I stared him down; he was the first to look away.

"I swear!" he roared over the noise. "I swear to you that I knew nothing about this rebellion."

"We already know what your oath is worth," I growled. I doubt anyone heard me except Harold and King Edward.

But Harold was busy pointing up in the air and calling for attention. "I am willing to call oath-helpers to prove my innocence. I have witnesses! I swear I am innocent of this accusation!"

"All right, all right," Edward consented. "That will not be necessary. Now, sit down."

I didn't agree with the king. I didn't move. "My faithful brother." I spat the words. "Support me in this, else you will lose my loyalty forever."