The Pets are Back! Pets in Space 2 by @paulinebjones + 11 Authors #SFR #romance #releaseday


Pets in Space 2

 

Title Embrace the Romance: Pets in Space 2

Author Pauline Baird Jones + 11 other bestselling/award-winning authors

Genre Science Fiction Romance

Publisher Cats, Dogs and Other Worldly Creatures

 

Book Blurb

The pets are back! Embrace the Romance: Pets in Space 2, featuring twelve of today’s leading Science Fiction Romance authors brings you a dozen original stories written just for you! Join in the fun, from the Dragon Lords of Valdier to a trip aboard award-winning author, Veronica Scott’s Nebula Zephyr to journeying back to Luda where Grim is King, for stories that will take you out of this world! Join New York Times, USA TODAY, and Award-winning authors S.E. Smith, M.K. Eidem, Susan Grant, Michelle Howard, Cara Bristol, Veronica Scott, Pauline Baird Jones, Laurie A. Green, Sabine Priestley, Jessica E. Subject, Carol Van Natta, and Alexis Glynn Latner as they share stories and help out Hero-Dogs.org, a charity that supports our veterans!

 

10% of the first month’s profits go to Hero-Dogs.org. Hero Dogs raises and trains service dogs and places them free of charge with US Veterans to improve quality of life and restore independence.

 

Twelve Original Never Released Stories in Embrace the Romance: Pets in Space 2

 

PEARL’S DRAGON

 

A Novella in the Dragon Lords of Valdier Series

 

By S.E. Smith (New York Times/USA TODAY Bestselling Author)

 

Asim Kemark has lived a long, lonely life. It is only his pledge to his former king and to Mandra Reykill that keeps him, his dragon, and his symbiot from going crazy. He has given up on ever finding his true mate and devotes himself to caring for the wide assortment of creatures on Mandra and Ariel’s mountain retreat. The last thing he expects when he visits the palace is to lose control of his dragon and his symbiot when they sense their true mate. Before he knows it, he has kidnapped her!

 

Pearl St. Claire is enjoying a new adventure – learning to live on an alien planet. As a mature woman in her sixties, she thought she had experienced just about everything life could throw at her – only to discover she really hasn’t experienced anything yet! She is both amused and exasperated when one of the dragon-shifting aliens kidnaps her, believing she is his true mate.

 

Life is no longer boring or lonely as Asim courts the spirited human woman who has enchanted him, but he isn’t the only one who has noticed Pearl or the unusual animals under his care. When poachers attack, determined to steal the exotic creatures under his protection – including Pearl and a new clutch of alien eggs from Earth – he will do everything he can to protect them. Can one dragon keep the most precious creatures under his care safe, or will he lose the biggest battle of his life?

 

A GRIM PET

 

A Novella in the Tornian Series

 

By M.K. Eidem (USA TODAY Bestselling Author)

 

The Great Raptor is a fearsome and deadly creature; and while the raptor is no one’s pet, he is fiercely protective and loving of his family…

 

Carly and Miki have never forgotten the story that Grim told them of the Great Raptor, the symbol of their new home world Luda. Yet, it is the comparison their mother once told them of the Great Raptor to Grim that gives them the courage to help the injured bird they find in the garden.

 

Find out what happens when their single act of love, faith, and kindness creates far-reaching consequences that no one, including their mother and Grim, could ever have predicted.

 

The Prince, the Pilot, and the Puppy

 

A Novella in The Star Series

 

By Susan Grant (New York Times/USA TODAY Bestselling, and RITA Award Winning Author)

 

Trysh joined the Space Forces with the secret hope that her absentee father might notice her accomplishments and acknowledge her. At the top of her game as a starfighter pilot, the last thing she needs is a way too charming prince to get in her way. Trysh had learned at a young age what happened when a person lost their heart to someone above their social class – it led to heartache.

 

Prince Rornn feels fortunate he can pursue his passion both in the air and on the ground. He decides being third in line for the throne definitely has its advantages – it allowed him to join the Space Forces as a top-gun starfighter pilot. What he doesn’t expect is to find a woman there who not only competes with him – she completes him!

 

Everything Rornn tries appears to push Trysh further away – that is until they rescue a tiny, starving yipwag pup on the surface of an alien world. It turns out that “Puppy” is as good at sniffing out terrorists as she is at helping her two clueless humans figure out that they need each other as much as they do her.

 

Can Rornn convince Trysh that he is nothing like her father and that she is just the right woman for him before the terrorists discover their furry little companion?

 

Wired for Love

 

By Michelle Howard

 

Hunter Gils has put his past in the military behind him. Now his focus is on his bar and the less than savory clientele. Life is perfect – except for a gray-eyed beauty who refuses his advances.

 

Narelle Bindu wasn’t immune to the tall, dark stranger working at The Zone. He wanted her – and she wanted him. The only drawback was she didn’t have room in her life for a man, not even one as tempting as Hunter.

 

When a deadly attack creates the perfect opening for an old enemy, the two lovers must work together to survive. What they never expect is to find an ally willing to help them – even if that help has four legs. Can their four-legged friend keep Hunter and Narelle alive long enough to find out that one night would never be enough?

 

Rescued by the Cyborg

 

A Novella in the Cy-Ops Sci-fi Romance Series

 

By Cara Bristol (USA TODAY Bestselling Author)

 

A cyborg’s haunted past and a Faria’s clouded future entwine…

 

Hostage and sole survivor Solia waits for death at the hands of vicious predatory aliens when Cy-Ops agent Guy Roarke disobeys orders and charges in. A former medic, he initiates emergency medical procedures before rushing her to Cybermed.

 

Guy is taken with Solia, but the guilt of a past mistake won’t allow him to plan for a future with the delicate, brave beauty. Life is so uncertain, he can’t even keep Mittzi, the kitten his niece gave him. What he can do is see to it Solia gets the help she needs for a full recovery. But when best intentions place her in greater danger, it’s up to a little kitten to make everything all right again.

 

Star Cruise: Songbird

 

A Novella in The Sectors SF Romance Series

 

By Veronica Scott

 

Grant Barton, a Security Officer on the Nebula Zephyr, is less than thrilled with his current assignment to guard an Interstellar singing sensation while she’s on board the ship. It doesn’t help that he is also dealing with a recent inheritance – of the feathered kind! The alien bird that his great-grandfather so kindly left him was now sharing his quarters and making his life miserable. It wasn’t helping that his assignment wasn’t making his job any easier either – at least until he had to save her life.

 

Karissa is on her way up the charts and seemingly has it all – talent, fame, fortune and devoted fans, but behind her brave smile and upbeat lyrics she hides an aching heart. When a publicity stunt goes wrong, Karissa finds herself in the arms of the security officer assigned to protect her – and discovers a mutual attraction she can’t ignore.

 

Trouble continues to plague the pair, driving a wedge between them and leaving Grant certain that Karissa is in more danger than she realizes. When a deranged fan issues a death threat, Grant is determined to protect Karissa whether she wants his help or not. Can he discover the truth behind what is going on before he loses Karissa, or is there someone else plotting to keep them apart – permanently?

 

Time Trap

 

A Novella in the Project Enterprise Series

 

By Pauline Baird Jones

 

Hiding in time is not as easy as you’d think…

 

Madison lives by the rules of a time travel rebel – never tell anyone your real name, not if you want to remain alive. On the track of a traitor, Madison and her parrot partner, Sir Rupert, time travel into a trap. Their only way out sends them back in time and into the arms of a man that ignites a fire inside her.

 

USAF Master Sergeant Briggs is in trouble – not the kind he’d like to be, but still in trouble. He is bored out of his mind! Ordered to recuperate on a quiet bay away from the Garradian outpost, he’s ready to mutiny and go back to his beloved engines. When his friends send him a gift from Area 51, he figures it will relieve his boredom for an hour or so – until he turns it on and he gets his second present of the day.

 

Madison would love to get to know Briggs better, but it is just too dangerous. Unfortunately, she might not have much choice. With a Time Service Interdiction Force on their heels, can the three craft a plan that will save a base full of geniuses and technology and discover a happy-ever-after forged through time?

 

Courting Disaster: StarDog 2

 

A Novella in the Inherited Stars Universe Series

 

By Laurie A. Green

 

From monk to married…

 

Captain Navene Jagger’s certainty he will be promoted to command a new battleship is doused when the admiral instead assigns him on what appears to be a suicide mission. If that wasn’t bad enough, he finds his self-imposed decision to be a military monk is thrown to the far reaches of the galaxy when he is ordered to escort Ketsia Tayah and her StarDog through the treacherous, rogue-infested Bradley’s Rift in a battered derelict of a vessel – a task that also makes him have to confront his painful past.

 

Ketsia’s past had taught her a lot. The universe was not only a very dangerous place, it turns out that it is also a lot smaller than she would have liked! Ketsia is rattled when she discovers that she and her StarDog are to be escorted by the man she formerly had a crush on. She swears life couldn’t get any more complicated until they are thrown into jeopardy and have to pretend they are married!

 

Jag soon realizes there is more at stake than his pride when dangerous rogues threaten their spaceship. After he learns the ship, the mission, and the StarDog are all much more than they seem will he be able to save Ketsia, his career, and the day? Or will self-sacrifice be the only way to save those under his protection?

 

Sensate

 

A Novella in the Alien Attachments Series

 

By Sabine Priestley

 

Marco Dar’s position as an Earth Protector means he spends an incredible amount of time alone in space. His only company is with the talkative com unit. It isn’t until he stops at the Galaxy Spinner restaurant that he discovers his com has become sentient – and it wants a physical form!

 

Dr. Zara Mancini hasn’t seen Marco Dar in over eleven years. As far as she is concerned, that still isn’t long enough. When Marco approaches her with an unusual request, she is torn between her fascination with the project, and wanting to leave him eating her space dust.

 

Marco is quickly falling all over again for Zara’s beautiful smile and gorgeous lips. Young and foolish, he sabotaged their relationship years ago. Now he has a second chance. Can he convince Zara to help his AI, and prove to her that he is a different man?

 

Gib and the Tibbar

 

A Novella in the Galactic Defenders Series

 

By Jessica E. Subject

 

A dedicated Defender to the core, Gib is willing to go to any planet the Galactic Alliance sends him. That is, until he’s sent with his squad to Hemera for their Alorama ceremony, far from any threat of Erebus invasion and with no chance for promotion.

 

Vilarra has lived on Hemera all her life, working hard in the kitchens of the royal palace until she achieved lead hand. But learning of the universe beyond her world reveals her insignificance and shreds her sense of accomplishment and purpose.

 

With the help of a furry, little tibbar, Gib is determined to win the affection of Vilarra, prove to her how significant she is to him and the people who depend on her. But will his personal mission be cut short before he has the chance to win her heart?

 

Pet Trade

 

A Novella in the Central Galactic Concordance Series

 

By Carol Van Natta

 

The vast Central Galactic Concordance strictly prohibits genetic experimentation and alteration of humans on any of its 500 member planets. Unfortunately, animals are not included in those regulations…

 

Veterinarian Bethnee Bakonin has made a home for herself on a frontier planet in the frozen north. Her minder talent for healing all kinds of animals would ordinarily assure her success, but her unwilling stint in the shady pet trade industry left her damaged and scared.

 

“Volunteered” for a black-box research project, elite forces Jumper Axur Tragon now has dangerous experimental tech in his cybernetic limbs. He escapes the project and steals a freighter, but ship damage forces him to crash-land in the northern mountains of a frontier planet. He’s surprised to discover the freighter’s cargo contains a secret shipment of designer pets. Determined to do right by them, he enlists reluctant Bethnee’s aid in caring for them—a definite challenge, considering Bethnee is terrified of him.

 

They will need all the help they can get from their unusual pets to save the day when ruthless mercenaries pose a threat. Can Axur and Bethnee work together to overcome their limitations, or will they lose everything they have vowed to protect – including each other?

 

Mascot

 

A Novella in the Aeon’s Legacy Series

 

By Alexis Glynn Latner

 

Daya Tattujayan is the manager of a remote and nearly derelict space mining station. She has plenty of problems to deal with even before the interstellar syndicate that owns the station sends an auditor to check up on her work.

 

Rik Gole is a nomadic interstellar auditor with no roots to tie him down. He is ruthless when he has to be and very good at what he does, but Rik would be the first to admit that a woman like Daya and a place like this station are way outside of his previous experience.

 

Before Daya and Rik can decide whether they are antagonists, allies, or something more, an unexpected enemy attacks the station. To save their lives, they must dare to trust each other. And they need help from a very unconventional defender—Daya’s mysterious alien pet, the mascot of Star Corner Station.

 

 

Excerpt from Time Trap by Pauline Baird Jones

This time something happened.

 

There was a low hum that slowly built to just shy of annoying. He heard the moveable parts inside start to move. First one of the dots turned faintly red, then red flowed across the top of the disc. More humming and moving parts sounds, and the circles turned from red to green all at the same time, sending beams of green light toward the sky at least six feet in the air.

 

Interesting. Still not sure what it did.

 

He was tempted to stick a finger into one of the beams, but he knew better. Funny how knowing didn’t stop the wanting.

 

Oh, the human condition.

 

He looked around, found a stick, and carried it back to the beams. He poked it into one of the green lights. The stick glowed green, but nothing happened for a count of three, maybe four, then the end of the stick vanished.

 

Okay. Birthday present number three. Got to keep all his fingers. And he now knew this thing did something. Wasn’t sure what, but something. He went and shut off the video, then turned back to do the same to the disc, but right then the hum increased in intensity and the green lights began to pulse.

 

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To save. To guard. To heal. More Than Human Box Set by @libraryoferana #fantasy #SFF #books


More than Human 3 d

 

Title: More than Human – 11 e-book Box Set

 

Authors:

The Shining Citadel – https://bundlerabbit.com/products/detail/shining-citadel  A. L. Butcher

 

Technological Angel – https://bundlerabbit.com/products/detail/technological-angel – Barbara G. Tarn

 

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 More than Human Add Shining Citadel

 

Genre: Fantasy/Scifi/Specfic

 

Book Blurb:

To save. To guard. To heal.

 

Beloved people, precious things, and sacred spaces move our hearts and inspire us to defend them.

 

In these tales of redemption and rescue, more-than-human heroes stand forth as champions to protect all that is worthy of protection.

 

Walk with these elves, imps, wizards, dryads, gods, and guardians as they subdue demons, free the enslaved, preserve the world, comfort the exiled, and cross swords with the dark. Read and revel in their triumphs and tribulations.

 

Excerpt:

EXCERPT – Barbara G Tarn – Technological Angel

 

Kol-ian realized Chantal had noticed the black lines on his back when she touched them, puzzled, and her thoughts went in question-mode again. He rolled on his back and pulled her over him, pretending not to know.

 

“What are those black marks?” she asked.

 

“Nothing.”

 

“Claude!” she chided. “I haven’t kept anything from you.”

 

Of course, I can read your thoughts, you can’t keep anything from me, he thought. “I’m keeping a lot from you and will hold to most of my secrets,” he replied. “There are things about me you could never understand.”

 

“Men and women can’t understand each other because they come from different planets,” she retorted. “But they can learn to accept each other’s differences.”

 

He chuckled. She had no idea how fitting the comparison was for the two of them.

 

“What’s funny?” She frowned. “I’m serious. I’m ready to accept anything you tell me.”

 

“I doubt it,” he said. “When I told you where I was born, you didn’t believe me.”

 

“Of course, you said you were born on another planet!”

 

“That I am. My real name is Kol-ian. Happy now?”

 

She gaped at him, then gulped down her surprise. “You can’t be extraterrestrial, you’re so… human!”

 

“Really?” He pushed her back on the bed, rolling on his side to face her. It had been some time since this little game of his. The last one to see it had been a hot Spanish girl half a dozen local years earlier.

 

He opened his wings. Five seconds and the dark shadow of nanotechnology displayed the black wings behind him, taking her breath away. Featherless wings, artificial wings, but still wings, of a material and technology unavailable on the planet. Advanced implants that had cost him more than he cared to think about.

 

Excerpt from Serpent’s Foe – J.M, Ney-Grimm

 

Abruptly she returned to herself.

 

Where had she been?

 

The desert spaces of a dream, hunting as a lioness should? She didn’t know. But this dim-lit vault looked different through waking eyes than dreaming ones.

 

Why didn’t they sweep the floors?

 

Sand lay on the flat stone expanse in patches of dusty sparkles. The whole complex cried out for a scouring. Rust coated the iron bars of the cages, from their tops, anchored in the sandstone ceiling, to their bases, sunk into rock. Dung decorated the corners.

 

And the carcass of her last meal rotted against the bars separating her from the jackal next door. That black-coated beast gnawed at the bloody remains, his snout poked through a gap.

 

Fah! She lifted her forepaw fastidiously to lick it clean.

 

Movement diagonally across the broad corridor caught her eye. Another feline – a cheetah, not a lion – paced.

 

Back and forth.

 

Back and forth.

 

Prowling restlessly.

 

This is no place for me and mine. I, who carry the sun in my eyes by night.

 

She was caged, she who was meant to be free.

 

Who had perpetrated this outrage?

 

She shifted the bulk of her feline body, feeling the press of the cool stone floor against her flank. She lay in the exact center of her square enclosure, avoiding the bars – cold and radiating evil.

 

She’d been hunting, surely. Before she woke to this zoo. Or was she dreaming now of her imprisonment?

 

In her earlier dream, the grey shades of moonless night had enfolded her.

 

Tall strands of sun-dried grasses rustled in the almost-not-there breeze, brushing against her pelt. The bass rumble of bullfrogs mingled with splashing sounds. A rank smell of river mud crept close to the ground, closer than she.

 

Fah!

 

Her limbs were made for crouching, for stalking, for lunging from cover.

 

The faint scent of her prey traced through the cool air rising off the Nile.

 

Not ibis. Not hippo. Not croc.

 

Something . . . tastier.

 

She lunged, hindquarters powering her forward, fore claws outstretched, ready to rend as she batted her meal to the ground.

 

Its nest lay empty – a trammeled area of matted reeds where the red deer had slept.

 

But not now.

 

Now it fled, zigzagging, its tail a flag in the night.

 

She gave chase. I will feast!

 

Nearer and nearer.

 

Her muscles bunched, then extended, driving her close.

 

The smell of the creature’s submission lent her strength, transforming the draining pain of her hunger into her pounce.

 

And then the very air lay empty.

 

Where . . . ?

 

No spoor on the mud. No scent on the breeze. No thud of panicked hooves in the ear.

 

Utterly gone.

 

From where would her feast come now?

 

Yet not all scent had vanished.

 

Behind her, a fresh aroma threaded the night: musty, dry, a whisper of fear.

 

She, the hunter, was hunted. The knowledge shivered through her empty belly.

 

 

Alexandra Brandt – Flat Above the Wynd Excerpt

 

A faint glow pulsed from the Far-Seeing Eye, and Sky welcomed the chance to stop rubbing her temples and look at her first location for patrol.

 

She picked up the circle of normally-milky glass and peered into it. The misty depths had cleared, revealing…the foot of her own stairs?

 

She frowned and shook it. The Eye had never done that before.

 

Grimacing, Sky stood and drew on her faded green summer-weight anorak, stuffing the disc of glass into a hidden inner pocket and tucking Ram’s jumble of amulets down her shirt. She checked her glamour in the mirror—yes, still the ordinary brown skin and brown eyes of a mid-thirty-ish East Indian woman; no odd blue eyes or furred, plume-like tail to be seen—and grumbled to herself as she exited the flat and headed for the stairs.

 

Because of the twisty nature of the stairwell, Sky almost ran into the girl standing at the base, frowning down at a slip of paper in her hand. A slight, dark-haired teenager with a pretty face, possibly Japanese heritage. Ripped jeans and a black t-shirt with some rock band or another, heavy satchel over one shoulder.

 

Sky knew her instantly.

 

The girl looked up and her eyes widened. “You!”

 

Sky tried to school her shock into something calmer. She had never thought she’d see this child again.

 

Not after what they’d been through, merely three weeks before.

 

“What are you doing here?” Sky asked, her mind racing. At the back of her head, a thought began to flash, a reminder of the Wynd law she had just read. The rules she had broken with this very human girl. And now, a sudden, serendipitous opportunity to fix things.

 

With Wynd magic, serendipity should always be highly suspect.

 

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British-born Alexandra Butcher (a/k/a  A. L. Butcher) is an avid reader and creator of worlds, a poet, and a dreamer, a lover of science, natural history, history, and monkeys. Her prose has been described as ‘dark and gritty’ and her poetry as evocative.  She writes with a sure and sometimes erotic sensibility of things that might have been, never were, but could be.

 

Alex is the author of the Light Beyond the Storm Chronicles and the Tales of Erana lyrical fantasy series. She also has several short stories in the fantasy, fantasy romance genres with occasional forays into gothic style horror. With a background in politics, classical studies, ancient history and myth, her affinities bring an eclectic and unique flavour in her work, mixing reality and dream in alchemical proportions that bring her characters and worlds to life.

 

 

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Transitory by Ian Williams @iwilliams235 is a Fun #SciFi Adventure with #Mystery! #bookreview


Transitory

 

Title: Transitory

Author: Ian Williams

Genre: Science Fiction

 

Book Blurb:

When Nate Maddox arrives on a strange and distant moon for a long overdue holiday, he is given the opportunity of a lifetime; experience his past memories as physical re-creations.

He is soon amazed to find himself exploring moments of his history thought long forgotten, such as playing in the park as a small boy, or times working for his father aboard his giant asteroid mining ship.

But exciting as that may be for Nate, his visit is going to be anything but relaxing. When a mysterious intruder arrives with murderous intent, Nate is caught well and truly in the middle.

 

My Review:

CEO Nate Maddox is finally taking a vacation, only this time, it’s not relaxation he’s getting but to witness his very own murder. Only it hasn’t happened yet. Is it a warning from a friend or a portent of the future? Nate enlists his alien guide, who’s also a former bodyguard, and his executive assistant to find the killer before it’s too late. But there’s more at stake than just Nate’s life. An alien race in jeopardy, mind-control and power over other races all play a part and if Nate can unravel the truth, he might just escape death.

 

I’m a big fan of science fiction and throw in a good old-fashioned detective mystery, I’m in reader heaven. Williams blends the two genres perfectly and creates a rich world, full of different races and ideals. His world-building wrapped me in a cocoon of escapism which allowed to immerse myself in Nate’s world. Each of the characters were well-developed with plenty of back-story. I do wish there was more back-story on Nate but that’s just because I loved him as a main character. Full of sarcastic wit, Nate kept me turning the pages frantically, trying to figure out the mystery before the big reveal. The ending was satisfactory but left me wanting more.

 

If you’re a science fiction fan and/or looking for an immersive adventure, pick up this book. I look forward to reading more from Ian Williams.

 

Disclaimer: I received a copy from the author in the hopes I’d review it.

 

Favorite Character/Quote: Nate. He’s a wise-crackin’ guy who most everyone can relate to. I loved his one-liners and he’s as authentic as you can get. No pretense to him, he reminds he of Han Solo from Star Wars.

 

My Rating: 4.5 stars

 

Buy it now:

Amazon US https://www.amazon.com/Transitory-Ian-Williams-ebook/dp/B00LACOVU2

 

Amazon CA https://www.amazon.ca/Transitory-Ian-Williams-ebook/dp/B00LACOVU2

 

Amazon UK https://www.amazon.co.uk/Transitory-Ian-Williams-ebook/dp/B00LACOVU2

 

Goodreads https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/28054876-transitory

 

Author Biography:

Ian Williams is a Science Fiction writer from the UK. His first book, Transitory, was published on Kindle in 2014. After 7 years working for the UK Court Service, Ian began writing as a hobby. When that became his everyday routine, he found himself lost in a world of infinite possibilities, never able to accept just one outcome of many. In the end, he chose to ride the tide of time and allowed the future to be an unknown space, where only the stories he lives can ever alter that timeline.

 

Social Media Links:

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Reviewed by: Mrs. N

 

Friday Book Round-Up Reveals Mrs. N’s Top 20 #sciencefiction/ #fantasy #books! #FridayReads


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Welcome to this week’s edition of Friday Book Round-Up. I’m back from vacation and I noticed that over on Goodreads, they’re celebrating science fiction/fantasy books. So, I thought I’d dive in and list my ten favorite science fiction and ten favorite fantasy books of all time. Many of these books are classics and some are new releases. Let’s start with science fiction.

 

Top 10 Science Fiction Books –

 

Ender’s Game (The Ender Quartet series Book 1) by Orson Scott Card  (Author)

Winner of the Hugo and Nebula Awards

 

In order to develop a secure defense against a hostile alien race’s next attack, government agencies breed child geniuses and train them as soldiers. A brilliant young boy, Andrew “Ender” Wiggin lives with his kind but distant parents, his sadistic brother Peter, and the person he loves more than anyone else, his sister Valentine. Peter and Valentine were candidates for the soldier-training program but didn’t make the cut—young Ender is the Wiggin drafted to the orbiting Battle School for rigorous military training.

 

Ender’s skills make him a leader in school and respected in the Battle Room, where children play at mock battles in zero gravity. Yet growing up in an artificial community of young soldiers Ender suffers greatly from isolation, rivalry from his peers, pressure from the adult teachers, and an unsettling fear of the alien invaders. His psychological battles include loneliness, fear that he is becoming like the cruel brother he remembers, and fanning the flames of devotion to his beloved sister.

 

Is Ender the general Earth needs? But Ender is not the only result of the genetic experiments. The war with the Buggers has been raging for a hundred years, and the quest for the perfect general has been underway for almost as long. Ender’s two older siblings are every bit as unusual as he is, but in very different ways. Between the three of them lie the abilities to remake a world. If, that is, the world survives.

 

Ender’s Game is the winner of the 1985 Nebula Award for Best Novel and the 1986 Hugo Award for Best Novel.

 

At the Publisher’s request, this title is being sold without Digital Rights Management Software (DRM) applied.

 

Fahrenheit 451: A Novel by Ray Bradbury  (Author)

Ray Bradbury’s internationally acclaimed novel Fahrenheit 451 is a masterwork of twentieth-century literature set in a bleak, dystopian future.

 

Guy Montag is a fireman. In his world, where television rules and literature is on the brink of extinction, firemen start fires rather than put them out. His job is to destroy the most illegal of commodities, the printed book, along with the houses in which they are hidden. Montag never questions the destruction and ruin his actions produce, returning each day to his bland life and wife, Mildred, who spends all day with her television “family.” But then he meets an eccentric young neighbor, Clarisse, who introduces him to a past where people didn’t live in fear and to a present where one sees the world through the ideas in books instead of the mindless chatter of television. When Mildred attempts suicide and Clarisse suddenly disappears, Montag begins to question everything he has ever known. He starts hiding books in his home, and when his pilfering is discovered, the fireman has to run for his life.

 

Brave New World by Aldous Huxley  (Author)

Now more than ever: Aldous Huxley’s enduring “masterpiece … one of the most prophetic dystopian works of the 20th century” (Wall Street Journal) must be read and understood by anyone concerned with preserving the human spirit in the face of our “brave new world”

 

Aldous Huxley’s profoundly important classic of world literature, Brave New World is a searching vision of an unequal, technologically-advanced future where humans are genetically bred, socially indoctrinated, and pharmaceutically anesthetized to passively uphold an authoritarian ruling order–all at the cost of our freedom, full humanity, and perhaps also our souls. “A genius [who] who spent his life decrying the onward march of the Machine” (The New Yorker), Huxley was a man of incomparable talents: equally an artist, a spiritual seeker, and one of history’s keenest observers of human nature and civilization. Brave New World, his masterpiece, has enthralled and terrified millions of readers, and retains its urgent relevance to this day as both a warning to be heeded as we head into tomorrow and as thought-provoking, satisfying work of literature. Written in the shadow of the rise of fascism during the 1930s, Brave New World likewise speaks to a 21st-century world dominated by mass-entertainment, technology, medicine and pharmaceuticals, the arts of persuasion, and the hidden influence of elites.

 

“Aldous Huxley is the greatest 20th century writer in English.” —Chicago Tribune

 

The Atlantis Gene: A Thriller (The Origin Mystery, Book 1) by A.G. Riddle  (Author)

THE GREATEST MYSTERY OF ALL TIME…


THE HISTORY OF HUMAN ORIGINS…


WILL BE REVEALED.


70,000 years ago, the human race almost went extinct.
We survived, but no one knows how.
Until now.
The countdown to the next stage of human evolution is about to begin, and humanity might not survive this time.

 

From the Hardcover Edition

Off the coast of Antarctica, a research vessel discovers a mysterious structure buried deep inside an iceberg. It has been there for thousands of years, hiding a secret that will rewrite human history.

In a lab in Jakarta, Indonesia, Dr. Kate Warner has made the breakthrough of a lifetime: a cure for autism. Or so she thinks. What she has found is far more dangerous–for her and for the entire human race. Her discovery could set off the next stage of human evolution, an event that might kill 99% of the global population.

With time running out, Kate races to unravel the truth about the Atlantis Gene. At each turn, she is thrust deeper into a conspiracy spanning thousands of years–and a mystery rooted in her own past. The history of human origins is not as it seems, and the future hangs on a decision she must make.

About The Atlantis Gene
THE ATLANTIS GENE is a thought-provoking technothriller about global genetic experiments, ancient conspiracies, and the mysteries of human evolution. Its complex characters and historical and scientific details will stay with you long after you finish. This fast-paced adventure is the first book in The Origin Mystery Series (now in development at CBS Films to be a major motion picture).

 

Seveneves: A Novel by Neal Stephenson  (Author)

From the #1 New York Times bestselling author of Anathem, Reamde, and Cryptonomicon comes an exciting and thought-provoking science fiction epic—a grand story of annihilation and survival spanning five thousand years.

 

What would happen if the world were ending?

 

A catastrophic event renders the earth a ticking time bomb. In a feverish race against the inevitable, nations around the globe band together to devise an ambitious plan to ensure the survival of humanity far beyond our atmosphere, in outer space.

 

But the complexities and unpredictability of human nature coupled with unforeseen challenges and dangers threaten the intrepid pioneers, until only a handful of survivors remain . . .

 

Five thousand years later, their progeny—seven distinct races now three billion strong—embark on yet another audacious journey into the unknown . . . to an alien world utterly transformed by cataclysm and time: Earth.

 

A writer of dazzling genius and imaginative vision, Neal Stephenson combines science, philosophy, technology, psychology, and literature in a magnificent work of speculative fiction that offers a portrait of a future that is both extraordinary and eerily recognizable. As he did in Anathem, Cryptonomicon, the Baroque Cycle, and Reamde, Stephenson explores some of our biggest ideas and perplexing challenges in a breathtaking saga that is daring, engrossing, and altogether brilliant.

 

The Giver (illustrated; gift edition) (The Giver Trilogy Book 1) by Lois Lowry  (Author)

The Giver, the 1994 Newbery Medal winner, has become one of the most influential novels of our time. The haunting story centers on twelve-year-old Jonas, who lives in a seemingly ideal, if colorless, world of conformity and contentment. Not until he is given his life assignment as the Receiver of Memory does he begin to understand the dark, complex secrets behind his fragile community. Lois Lowry has written three companion novels to The Giver, including Gathering Blue, Messenger, and Son.

 

The Key: Project Enterprise Book 1 by Pauline Baird Jones  (Author)

The key will unlock more than an unknown civilization; it will define who one woman will become….

Sara Donovan, an elite member of Project Enterprise, signs up for a mission that will take her far beyond the safety of her galaxy and into one torn apart by warfare. Shot down, she finds herself on an inhospitable planet with an alien resistance fighter who has a few secrets of his own.

Kiernan Fyn is a member of a resistance group called the Ojemba. Kiernan has enough of his own troubles without adding a mysterious alien female searching for answers to the list. He is given little choice when Sara is targeted by three separate forces believing she has the key to a long lost civilization – a key they are determined to possess.

Together, Sara and Kiernan must avoid capture, and deal with their growing attraction for each other, while they search for a mysterious, hidden city on a planet that brings Sara closer to understanding her baffling abilities and her mother’s past.

Don’t miss out on the excitement in this Independent Book Bronze Medal and Dream Realm Awards Winner! Join Sara and Kieran today as they discover where the key is hidden and stop those that would use the secrets left behind by a lost civilization for their own agenda.

 

1984 (Modern Classics Series): Big Brother Is Watching You – A Political Sci-Fi Dystopia by George Orwell  (Author)

1984 is a political and dystopian science-fiction novel set in Airstrip One, a province of the superstate Oceania. It is a mind-numbing world which in a state of perpetual war, omnipresent government surveillance and public manipulation. Dictated by a political system, called Ingsoc, the lives of its people is under the control of privileged elite of the “Inner Party” which persecutes individualism and independent thinking as “thought crime.” Due to the novel’s huge popularity, many of its terms and concepts, such as Big Brother, doublethink, thoughtcrime, Newspeak, Room 101, telescreen, 2 + 2 = 5, and memory hole, have entered into common use since its publication in 1949. It has also popularised the adjective “Orwellian”, which describes official deception, secret surveillance, and manipulation of recorded history by a totalitarian or authoritarian state.
George Orwell (1903-1950) whose real name was Eric Arthur Blair was an English novelist, essayist, journalist and critic. His work is marked by lucid prose, awareness of social injustice, opposition to totalitarianism, and outspoken support of democratic socialism.

 

Exordium of Tears (The IX Series Book 2) by Andrew P. Weston  (Author)

Fight or Die…
Victorious in a star-flung battle against the inhuman Horde, Earth’s fabled 9th Legion of Rome; the U.S. 5th Company’s 2nd Mounted Rifles; and a Special Forces anti-terrorist team settle on Arden, their adopted planet, to raise families and live in peace.
But soon, state secrets are revealed: The greatest of the inhuman Horde didn’t join the battle, but yet lurk among Arden’s outer colonies, posing a grave threat.
Humanity’s Ardenese defenders send a flotilla of ships to far Exordium, the world where the Horde outbreak began, with orders to reclaim the outer colonies…
Exordium . . . where the Horde awaits . . . where the cream of Arden’s fighting force must engage this adversary of unrivaled power…
As worlds are sundered, suns destroyed, and star systems obliterated, a universal conflict proves again that…
Death is only the beginning of the adventure.

 

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Top 10 Fantasy Books –

 

The Hobbit by J. R. R. Tolkien  (Author)

Read the definitive edition of Bilbo Baggins’ adventures in middle-earth in this classic bestseller behind this year’s biggest movie.

 

The Hobbit is a tale of high adventure, undertaken by a company of dwarves in search of dragon-guarded gold. A reluctant partner in this perilous quest is Bilbo Baggins, a comfort-loving unambitious hobbit, who surprises even himself by his resourcefulness and skill as a burglar.

 

Encounters with trolls, goblins, dwarves, elves and giant spiders, conversations with the dragon, Smaug, and a rather unwilling presence at the Battle of Five Armies are just some of the adventures that befall Bilbo.

 

Bilbo Baggins has taken his place among the ranks of the immortals of children’s fiction. Written by Professor Tolkien for his own children, The Hobbit met with instant critical acclaim when published.

 

The Mists of Avalon by Marion Zimmer Bradley  (Author)

In Marion Zimmer Bradley’s masterpiece, we see the tumult and adventures of Camelot’s court through the eyes of the women who bolstered the king’s rise and schemed for his fall. From their childhoods through the ultimate fulfillment of their destinies, we follow these women and the diverse cast of characters that surrounds them as the great Arthurian epic unfolds stunningly before us. As Morgaine and Gwenhwyfar struggle for control over the fate of Arthur’s kingdom, as the Knights of the Round Table take on their infamous quest, as Merlin and Viviane wield their magics for the future of Old Britain, the Isle of Avalon slips further into the impenetrable mists of memory, until the fissure between old and new worlds’ and old and new religions’ claims its most famous victim.

 

A Wrinkle in Time (A Wrinkle in Time Quintet Book 1) by Madeleine L’Engle  (Author)

It was a dark and stormy night; Meg Murry, her small brother Charles Wallace, and her mother had come down to the kitchen for a midnight snack when they were upset by the arrival of a most disturbing stranger.

 

“Wild nights are my glory,” the unearthly stranger told them. “I just got caught in a downdraft and blown off course. Let me sit down for a moment, and then I’ll be on my way. Speaking of ways, by the way, there is such a thing as a tesseract.”

 

A tesseract (in case the reader doesn’t know) is a wrinkle in time. To tell more would rob the reader of the enjoyment of Miss L’Engle’s unusual book. A Wrinkle in Time, winner of the Newbery Medal in 1963, is the story of the adventures in space and time of Meg, Charles Wallace, and Calvin O’Keefe (athlete, student, and one of the most popular boys in high school). They are in search of Meg’s father, a scientist who disappeared while engaged in secret work for the government on the tesseract problem.

 

A Wrinkle in Time is the winner of the 1963 Newbery Medal. It is the first book in The Time Quintet, which consists of A Wrinkle in Time, A Wind in the Door, A Swiftly Tilting Planet, Many Waters, and An Acceptable Time.

 

Harry Potter series (any book) by J. K. Rowling

From Book 1: “Turning the envelope over, his hand trembling, Harry saw a purple wax seal bearing a coat of arms; a lion, an eagle, a badger and a snake surrounding a large letter ‘H’.”

Harry Potter has never even heard of Hogwarts when the letters start dropping on the doormat at number four, Privet Drive. Addressed in green ink on yellowish parchment with a purple seal, they are swiftly confiscated by his grisly aunt and uncle. Then, on Harry’s eleventh birthday, a great beetle-eyed giant of a man called Rubeus Hagrid bursts in with some astonishing news: Harry Potter is a wizard, and he has a place at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. An incredible adventure is about to begin!

Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone is currently the featured read in Pottermore’s Wizarding World Book Club.Visit Pottermore to sign up and join weekly Twitter discussions at WW Book Club.

 

The Du Lac Chronicles: Book 1 by Mary Anne Yarde  (Author)

A generation after Arthur Pendragon ruled, Briton lies fragmented into warring kingdoms and principalities.

 

Eighteen-year-old Alden du Lac ruled the tiny kingdom of Cerniw. Now he half-hangs from a wooden pole, his back lashed into a mass of bloody welts exposed to the cold of a cruel winter night. He’s to be executed come daybreak—should he survive that long.

 

When Alden notices the shadowy figure approaching, he assumes death has come to end his pain. Instead, the daughter of his enemy, Cerdic of Wessex, frees and hides him, her motives unclear.

 

Annis has loved Alden since his ill-fated marriage to her Saxon cousin—a marriage that ended in blood and guilt—and she would give anything to protect him. Annis’s rescue of Alden traps them between a brutal Saxon king and Alden’s remaining allies. Meanwhile, unknown forces are carefully manipulating the ruins of Arthur’s legacy.

 

The Du Lac Chronicles has a recommend reading age of 16+

 

The Chronicles of Narnia Complete 7-Book Collection with Bonus Book: Boxen by C. S. Lewis  (Author), Pauline Baynes (Illustrator)

This collection contains all seven books in the classic fantasy series The Chronicles of Narnia without art, to appeal to older readers. This special ebook edition includes an introduction by C. S. Lewis’s stepson, Douglas Gresham, and full text and art for Lewis’s very first work—Boxen!

 

Experience C. S. Lewis’s The Chronicles of Narnia in its entirety—The Magician’s NephewThe Lion, the Witch and the WardrobeThe Horse and His BoyPrince CaspianThe Voyage of the Dawn TreaderThe Silver Chair; and The Last Battle. This bundle comes with a special introduction by Douglas Gresham, C. S. Lewis’s stepson, for a behind-the-scenes look at Lewis while he was writing the book.

 

The Chronicles of Narnia has become part of the canon of classic literature, drawing readers of all ages into magical lands with unforgettable characters for over sixty years. Epic battles between good and evil, fantastic creatures, betrayals, heroic deeds, and friendships won and lost all come together in this unforgettable world.

 

And then discover the world before Narnia with Boxen, a collection of stories written by C. S. Lewis and his brother when they were children, with the authors’ own delightful illustrations. For every reader who has been captivated by the magic of Narnia, Boxen will open a window to another enchanted land and offer the first glimmer of C. S. Lewis’s amazing creativity.

 

The Clan of the Cave Bear (with Bonus Content): Earth’s Children, Book One by Jean M. Auel  (Author)

This novel of awesome beauty and power is a moving saga about people, relationships, and the boundaries of love. Through Jean M. Auel’s magnificent storytelling we are taken back to the dawn of modern humans, and with a girl named Ayla we are swept up in the harsh and beautiful Ice Age world they shared with the ones who called themselves The Clan of the Cave Bear.

A natural disaster leaves the young girl wandering alone in an unfamiliar and dangerous land until she is found by a woman of the Clan, people very different from her own kind. To them, blond, blue-eyed Ayla looks peculiar and ugly–she is one of the Others, those who have moved into their ancient homeland; but Iza cannot leave the girl to die and takes her with them. Iza and Creb, the old Mog-ur, grow to love her, and as Ayla learns the ways of the Clan and Iza’s way of healing, most come to accept her. But the brutal and proud youth who is destined to become their next leader sees her differences as a threat to his authority. He develops a deep and abiding hatred for the strange girl of the Others who lives in their midst, and is determined to get his revenge.

 

Legends of Windemere series by Charles E. Yallowitz

From Book 1: Every hero must take the first courageous step into adventure. For Luke Callindor, it’s more of a blind stumble.

Depending more on bravery than common sense, Luke sets out to protect a royal heir who is attending the prestigious Hamilton Military Academy. With a demonic assassin in the shadows, the determined warrior will have to think on his feet to defend his charge. If only he waited long enough to find out which student is the hidden noble.

With Luke’s dream on the horizon and a deadly enemy on his path, how will he transform from a reckless adventurer to a true hero of Windemere?

 

The Golden Compass: His Dark Materials 1st Edition, by Philip Pullman  (Author)

The modern fantasy classic that Entertainment Weekly named an “All-Time Greatest Novel” and Newsweek hailed as a “Top 100 Book of All Time.” Philip Pullman takes readers to a world where humans have animal familiars and where parallel universes are within reach.

Lyra is rushing to the cold, far North, where witch clans and armored bears rule. North, where the Gobblers take the children they steal–including her friend Roger. North, where her fearsome uncle Asriel is trying to build a bridge to a parallel world.

Can one small girl make a difference in such great and terrible endeavors? This is Lyra: a savage, a schemer, a liar, and as fierce and true a champion as Roger or Asriel could want.

But what Lyra doesn’t know is that to help on of them will be to betray the other…

A masterwork of storytelling and suspense, Philip Pullman’s award-winning The Golden Compass is the first in the His Dark Materials series, which contintues with The Subtle Knife, and The Amber Spyglass.

A #1 New York Times Bestseller
Winner of the Guardian Prize for Children’s Fiction
Published in 40 Countries

 

What’s your favorite science fiction/fantasy book? Share in the comments below. Happy Reading!

 

MRS N, Book Addict

 

Found Girl: Project Enterprise 6 by @paulinebjones #sciencefiction #romance #SFR


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Title Found Girl: Project Enterprise 6

Author Pauline Baird Jones

Genre Science Fiction Romance

 

Book Blurb

She likes being lost…

 

He needs to be found…

 

Arian Teraz would be perfectly happy if she never returned to her cheerless, hopeless world. Her life changes when her ship is damaged. Rescued by a handsome alien from a distant galaxy, Arian longs to find a place with him and his people.

 

Hotshot USAF pilot, Captain Jackson “Coop” Cooper knew the risks of boldly going somewhere before he signed up for the Project Enterprise expedition. When an anomaly sends his ship into a mysterious, no-exit sanctuary about to be invaded by a deadly adversary, he is forced to trust the unusual woman who might be his only ticket out.

 

With an invasion threatening the sanctuary and enemies emerging from Arian’s past, Arian and Coop must combine forces to seize an uncertain future together. Can they save each other as they battle the forces trying to rip them apart, or will the secret Arian’s ship carries – along with those seeking to exploit her – separate them forever?

 

Grab your copy of Found Girl today and dive into the sixth installment in the award-winning Project Enterprise series – your transport to action, adventure, and romance in space.

 

Excerpt

Arian glanced around to make sure they were alone, then lowered her voice. “How do you signal to a male, a man that you wish to be kissed?”

 

The woman grinned. “Just pucker up, ma’am. Hard part is to get them to stop.”

 

“Oh.” Arian considered this. She had not wanted Coop to stop, but he had. Had he sensed the Colonel approaching? But if a man would kiss any woman he was alone with… “So it is not something special when he kisses you?”

 

Now the woman seemed to really look at her. She was quiet for a few seconds. “It can be. When two people truly care about each other, kissing can be more…intimate than sex.”

 

“How do you know which it is?”

 

Her guide blinked several times, then grinned. “Well, if you ask them where they think the relationship is going and they don’t run away, that’s a good sign.”

 

“In the movie, they spoke words of affection,” Arian said.

 

“That’s a movie, it’s like made up. You know that right?”

 

Arian nodded. Coop had explained that all the people were actors pretending to be the real people in a story written by someone else.

 

Her guide’s brow creased in worry. “Sometimes guys will say things so they can, well…”

 

“Couple with you?”

 

Her face turned quite red, but she nodded. “Yes, ma’am. We call it sex. Or making love.”

 

Arian filed this away for further consideration. “How do you know the difference?”

 

This appeared to be a most difficult question because the crease in her forehead deepened.

 

“Well, you.sometimes you don’t know. You find out when they leave.” Her eyes turned sad. “Or when they don’t leave.” Now her mouth curved in smile and her eyes softened as if she saw something—someone?—not there with them.

 

She’d been hurt. Arian sensed this from her, but she was better now. “I see.” Or thought she did. She’d wondered what power Coop might have to damage her. This might be that power.

 

“They say love is a leap, ma’am. You don’t know how it’s going to end until you jump.”

 

She would not have understood this analogy before climbing down the power core. There had not been much up in her life until now. “You take the risk, or you don’t,” Arian said thoughtfully.

 

“Well,” her guide looked wry now, “sometimes you do it because you can’t help it. Attraction can be a bitch.”

 

The guide smiled, so Arian smiled back, sensing this was a mild joke.

 

“If your gut is telling you to run? Then do it, ma’am. It will hurt but not as much as if he walks away.”

 

 

Buy Links

 

Amazon https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07344JN1H/

 

Kobo. https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/found-girl

 

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GooglePlay: https://play.google.com/store/books/details/Pauline_Baird_Jones_Found_Girl?id=3zQpDwAAQBAJ

 

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Author Biography

Pauline never liked reality, so she writes books. She likes to wander among the genres, rampaging like Godzilla, because she does love peril mixed in her romance.

 

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#CHRISTMASINJULY FETE: Aaden BlueStar by @authorGaughan #SCIFI #BOOKS #GIVEAWAY


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Title: Aaden BlueStar – The Awakening

 

Author: David Gaughan

 

Genre: Space Adventure

 

Book Blurb:

Never feeling quite at home in this world, an ordinary boy discovers his extraterrestrial heritage and superhuman powers when he is confronted by an alien foe. Discovering he is here on a time travel mission, his grip on reality is stretched when he realizes his father, who is running for President, is also not of this world. His best friend Fleur and his sister Tiffany are the only two he can confide in. Together with their extraterrestrial friends, they not only have to combat their alien foe, they also have to convince humanity to change their ways to prevent destroying their home through an environmental disaster. With climate change and extreme weather issues increasing in frequency and intensity, the clock is ticking!

 

Excerpt:

Ben’s image appeared before him.

Startled, Aaden immediately opened his eyes and the image disappeared. He hadn’t expected that. He wasn’t sure what he’d see, but he was shocked to get such a clear image – it was as though he was actually looking at the person standing right in front of him. He composed himself and shut his eyes again.

Almost immediately, Ben’s form appeared before him again.

“Hi!” said Ben.

“Wow!” said Aaden, taken aback. “I’ve never done this before.”

Ben smiled. “I knew there was something unusual the moment I saw you. There’s something special about you.”

“I had the same feeling about you,” said Aaden, still coming to terms with this surreal experience. “But how come we can do this?”

“I’m not sure,” said Ben. “But this is the safest way to communicate without those goons in black intercepting our messages. We need to meet up and discuss. Where and when? You name it.”

“It’ll have to be near here,” said Aaden. “Can you meet me at my school at four, tomorrow afternoon? Sorry, but I don’t have the freedom to get to you.”

“That’s okay,” said Ben. “I was expecting that. I can get a cheap flight.”

Aaden gave him brief instructions how to get to his school and then Ben’s image faded. Aaden opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling, wondering how de was going to explain this experience to Tiffany and Fleur.

The next afternoon, the three of them ran expectantly from their classes to the school entrance gates. Tiffany and Fleur were amazed to see Ben standing there, waiting for them.

“How do you guys do that?” said Tiffany, gaping at Ben and then at Aaden. “How do you communicate like that? It’s freaky.”

“Ask him,” said Aaden, pointing to Ben. “It’s a first for me.”

Tiffany and Fleur stared at Ben. He raised his upturned hands, indicating his own confusion about it.

“I really don’t know,” he said. “I suggested it to Aaden more as an experiment than anything. After those guys in black chased us the other day, I didn’t want to use the phone or email in case the message was intercepted. I’ve had strange experiences with visions, so I thought I’d try to connect with Aaden in thought. I was as surprised as you when it worked.”

Aaden stared fixedly at him. “What do you mean when you say you’ve had visions?”

“Strange visions,” said Ben. “I don’t normally tell people about them because they’re so unusual, but I feel strongly connected to you guys, so I’ll tell you.”

“The visions are of spaceships, aren’t they?”

“Yes!” said Ben excitedly. “Not only space and spaceships, but battles in space. The visions are always the same – I’m in the pilot seat of one of the craft.”

Tiffany and Fleur both looked immediately at Aaden.

“That’s the same visions you get, Aaden,” said Fleur. “How weird that you both see the same things.” She looked at Ben. “How long have you been having these visions?”

“Only for the past couple of years,” said Ben. “It was after I had a fall from a ladder, while painting my parents house.” He fingered the faint scar on his forehead. “I was lucky I wasn’t killed, but when I regained consciousness I had strange dreams. Then I learnt to control the visions through concentration. Later they started to appear on their own, even during the day.”

“That’s the same as Aaden,” said Fleur excitedly. “He had the same things happen after being struck by lightning.”

“Struck by lightning?” said Ben. “That sounds more exciting than falling from a ladder.”

“Whatever,” said Aaden. “The result was still the same. I hope you know why we’re being shown these things?”

Ben pursed his lips.

“I don’t. At first, I thought it might have been some psychological effect connected with the stuff my grandpa had told me about the Roswell UFO incident, but now that I’ve met you I’ve changed my mind. You didn’t have those stories told to you when you were young, did you?”

Aaden shook his head. “It was the opposite. That’s why it was a shock for me when the visions started.”

“I have something to show you,” said Ben. He looked around. “But I can’t show you here. I can’t stay long – the only available return flight is in the early evening. The main reason I came is to show you something special. Where can we go that’s more private?”

“Home is close-by,” said Tiffany. “Only a couple of blocks away.”

“That’s why I suggested we meet here,” said Aaden. He pointed towards home. “Come on, it’s only a short walk.”

When they got to the house they went into the lounge. Aaden and Tiffany’s mother was busy in the kitchen and their dad wasn’t home yet, so they had the area to themselves. Ben pulled a folded paper from his hip pocket and started to unravel it.

“What do you think of this?” he said as he smoothed it out on the coffee table.

Aaden’s eyes widened as he stared at the strange hieroglyphics on the paper.

“This is a pencil rubbing of the hieroglyphics on an I-beam of the crashed Roswell UFO,” said Ben in a matter-of-fact tone. “I told you I had a small piece of the wreckage that my grandpa had got when he was young.”

“Wow!” said Tiffany and Fleur in unison, as they both bent over the paper to study it.

Aaden pulled back, all-the-while staring wide-eyed at the sheet.

“In the service of Belial,” he said flatly.

“Yes!” yelled Ben, looking at Aaden in surprise. “You can read it. I got the same thing. I wasn’t sure if I was interpreting it right, but you’ve confirmed it for me.”

“What or who is Belial?” said Tiffany.

 

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Author Biography:

Born on the same day and month as Mark Twain, this Sagittarius has always been the explorer, not only in world travel pursuits but also alternative fringe subjects. Having climbed the Great Pyramid of Cheops (and getting arrested doing so), some of his other world experiences included riding camels in the Sahara Desert, white-water rafting at the top of the Ganges river, fire walking on a weekend retreat, hot air ballooning in the Cappadocia Region in Turkey and visiting ashrams in Northern India. Much of David’s overseas travel has been fueled by his keen interest in metaphysical subjects. In his earlier years he witnessed, along with three other people, a sighting of a UFO mother ship and four smaller craft, and that was the catalyst for him to research that subject, also in connection with established world viewpoints and how ancient prophecies might hold the clue to our past and future.

 

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Children of the Mist by @Hywela_Lyn #sciencefictionromance #fantasy #giveaway #TWRP


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Title:  Children Of the Mist (Vol 2 of the Destiny Trilogy, but each book is a ‘Stand Alone’)

Author: Hywela Lyn

Genre:  SF/FANTASY ROMANCE

Publisher: The Wild Rose Press

 

Book Blurb:

Long ago Tamarith fell in love with a man she can never have, and is convinced she will never love another. However, she cannot help but be intrigued by a handsome stranger whose psychic powers exceed even her own.

 

Vidarh seeks only to find his true purpose in life and to win the regard of his father, who eschews his son’s psychic abilities. Thrown together by a common threat to their planet, then torn apart by an evil greater than any they could have imagined, can Vidarh save the lovely Nifl woman who has captivated him, before it is too late?

 

Will Tamarith and Vidarh overcome the deadly enemy who threatens to destroy all they know and love? Will they find the happiness they both seek? Or are they fated to live their lives alone?

 

Giveaway:

Enter to win a $5 WRP (Publisher) Gift Card. All you have to do is comment at the bottom of the post with your name and email.

 

Hywela Lyn will pick a winner on July 18th.

 

Excerpt:

 

As soon as the meal was finished and the guests left the table, Vidarh spotted Tamarith making her way toward him, with an air of purpose in her stride. This morning she wore a long, elegant crimson gown, a narrow black girdle encircling her tiny waist, with sandals on her feet.

 

Her hair hung loose, rippling around her ankles. She was unlike any woman he had known—and it wasn’t only her beauty that intrigued him. She had a remoteness about her too, despite her pleasant manner, and he had a feeling there was something she was hiding. Something he sensed she felt strongly enough about to deliberately keep shielded, even though it was inherent in their very natures that no telepath on Niflheim would ever pry, unbidden, into the mind of another.

 

Good morning, Vidarh, it looks as if we’re going to have beautiful day.

 

It certainly does. Given the curious look in her eye, Vidarh was sure Tamarith wanted more from him than small talk.

 

I would like to talk to you before Gullin calls us all together, if you can spare a few minutes.

 

Of course, Vidarh agreed as he followed her outside and walked with her along the mosaic path beside the banks of flowers that edged the lake.

 

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Tamarith stopped and gazed for a moment across the water. The G-type sun, now fully risen, caused the lake to shimmer like a veil of golden silk, with scarcely a ripple disturbing its calm. The pastel-colored walls of the graceful buildings on the shore reflected the glow of both suns. In the distance, the mountains encircling the settlement reached high into the cerulean sky. The swirling mist that hid their summits was as much a part of Niflheim as the earth upon which she and Vidarh stood.

 

She sensed his mind discreetly touch hers and realized he was staring at her keenly. She turned back to face him, returning his questioning glance and studying him in turn.

 

Taller than average, and broad-shouldered, today he wore a sleeveless, belted leather shirt over thick breeches, with long, icecat-wool lined boots. His upper arms were well muscled, his skin tanned as if he were used to working outdoors. His curly, dark auburn hair, kept away from his face with a plain leather band, reached almost to his shoulders. It caught the sun’s rays and gleamed like the polished dark red wood of the trees that flanked the feet of the mountains. She took in his clear, hazel eyes, with their friendly twinkle, the long, straight nose, strong jaw line and smiling mouth. He would have been fighting off the local unattached young women if the situation they found themselves in were not so serious.

 

Not that she was particularly interested in his looks, or those of any other man, for that matter. No, something else about Vidarh of Ragnak excited her curiosity.

 

It’s about yesterday…

 

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Hywela Lyn

 

Author Biography:

Hywela Lyn lives in a small village in England, with her long suffering husband Dave, although her heart remains in her native rural Wales, which inspired so much of her writing.

 

Although most her writing tends to be futuristic, the worlds she creates are usually untainted by crowded cities and technology, embracing the beauty and wildness of nature.  Her characters often have to fight the elements and the terrain itself.  Her heroes are strong and courageous, but chivalrous and honourable – and of course, handsome and hunky. Her heroines are also strong and courageous, but retain their femininity and charm.  However difficult the journey, love will always win in the end.

 

She is a member of The Romantic Novelists’ Association (UK) and Chiltern Writers, her local writing group.

 

A keen animal lover, she has two horses, a ‘feral’ stable cat, and a rescued terrier, who manages to twist her round his little paw.  When she is not writing, she can usually be found enjoying the outdoors with the horses and dog – or just eating chocolate!

 

 

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“a fun trip turns intense” Detours in Time by @PamSCanepa1 #sciencefiction #books #FridayReads


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Title:  Detours in Time

Author:  Pamela Schloesser Canepa

Genre: Science Fiction

 

Book Blurb: 

Feisty Tabatha, a struggling artist, and Milt, an awkward Science professor set off on a journey to the future.  What was supposed to be fun soon turns quite intense when they make discoveries about their future selves and end up on other “detours.”  The two set events into action that may save one life, yet destroy another.  Can these friends of completely different mindsets agree on a course of action?   Can Tabatha stick to Milt’s rules of time travel?  Both Milt and Tabatha struggle to witness and not participate in a place and time that is not yet their own.

 

Amid the backdrop of a future that reveals great wonders and horrors, Tabatha and Milt must resist the temptation to use discoveries from future technology to aid them when they return to the present.  Detours in Time starts as a fantastic escape and grows to present many moral dilemmas and surprises that can either destroy the strongest bond or bring two people closer.

 

Excerpt:

“What’s wrong?  Not enamored with caterpillars, are you?”

 

“Nope.  But I think you knew that.  Don’t let that near me.”

 

He let it down slowly and hesitantly, as if having been forced to choose between the bug and Pinky.  He was like a teenage boy when it came to bugs, worms, caterpillars.  Pinky hated bugs, but still found his excitement amusing.   He was truly a young soul in that fifty-year-old body, that honestly didn’t look fifty, anyhow.

 

“You like it here, don’t you?”  It was a statement of fact.

 

“Of course.  And I’d stay if I could.  But we can’t.”

 

“Why not?  It’s not like you would change anything that has already happened.”  Pinky opined.

 

“Oh, but I might.”  Pinky frowned in consternation, but he continued.  “This future is based on many things that happened between 1997 and 2047.  Just imagine what they are doing with cryogenics now!  I have a life to live from 1997 to….I don’t know what year.  To take out just one thing I’m going to do could have a ripple effect.  And we can only change the world by living our own lives.  That is what I believe.  Who knows if I might make an amazing scientific discovery between then and now–other than time travel by Envo, that is, although evidently, someone else took the credit.  Perhaps I make even another astounding discovery that someone else will take credit for.  And don’t forget, I single-handedly unravel the thrill of time travel, rendering it illegal in our land!  It is apparent that fame is not my destiny.”   He had worked himself into a gloomy mood.

 

“Calm down, Milt.”  Pinky patted him on the back.  “Let’s just enjoy what we see around us.”

 

 

Buy Link:

Get your copy of Detours in Time in Kindle, Kindle Unlimited, or paperback at https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0711ZW6XF

 

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Author Biography:

Author Pamela Schloesser Canepa had a childhood full of travel and moving, fueling her writing of poems and stories as a child to provide entertainment for long trips. After a while, her family settled in the southeast. Writing provided an outlet for private thoughts and emotions for years, until she decided to self-publish fiction in 2016. Pamela’s genres include science fiction, paranormal fiction, and poetry of all types. The “Made for Me” series was Pamela’s first published fiction series. Currently, Pamela is working on a sequel to her time travel novel and may soon publish some of her paranormal short stories.

 

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Towers of Earth by @jcconwaywriter is a Brilliant #Technothriller! #scifi #bookreview #SFF


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Title: Towers of Earth

Author: J. C. Conway

Genre: Science Fiction, Technothriller, Cyberpunk

 

Book Blurb:

At the brink of an impending dark age, 15-year-old Allison Taylor escapes Earth on a colony ship to the stars. But a catastrophic quark drive failure forces a desperate, near-light-speed return a millennium into Earth’s future. Allison is surprised to find humanity in a “New Renaissance” and to see the Great Geostationary Towers her father engineered still stretching majestically from ground to high orbit, now housing Earth’s billions.

 

When Allison learns the “New Renaissance” is a mere façade, she struggles against crushing odds to reunite with her fellow colonists. Finally gaining the opportunity to flee again, she realizes her special knowledge of the Towers may empower her to break the Tower Administrators’ tyranny—but at the cost of her means of escape. Allison is torn. Will fulfilling her father’s dream be worth abandoning her chance to finally reach the stars?

 

My Review:

Earth is on the brink of a dark age so teenager Allison and others flee on a spaceship. She leaves everything behind and starts a new life amongst the colonists. Life is going pretty great for Allison, that is until the spaceship’s drive fails and they return to Earth 1,000 years in the future. Much has changed on Earth and Allison isn’t sure if it’s for the better. It feels more like a prison but her knowledge of her father’s geostationary towers gives her power she’s never dealt with before. Can she use this new-found power to help her fellow colonists escape oppression or should she escape to pursue her own dreams to traveling throughout space?

 

Towers of Earth is an absorbing science fiction thriller that I loved. First of all, I connected with Allison right away. She’s a strong, adventurous female lead in what is mainly a male-dominated genre. She’s fully fleshed out and at times felt so real to me, I swear I experienced everything she did. Conway is a master storyteller when it comes to describing not only the action but the science technology. The suspense kept me turning the pages and I even gasped a few times. There are a few spots in the plot that could’ve been trimmed, due to length, but overall, a compelling read. Yes, it’s technically young adult with undertones of dystopia but honestly, I didn’t notice. I was that caught up in the story.

 

Fans of Tom Clancy, B. V. Larson, L. Ron Hubbard and Star Trek will love this book.

 

Favorite Character/Quote: Allison. I connected with her instantly and while she’s female, that didn’t detract from the story. It was refreshing to have such a strong female main character in Hard Science Fiction.

 

My Rating: 4.5 stars

 

Buy it now:

Amazon US https://www.amazon.com/Towers-Earth-J-C-Conway-ebook/dp/B06XDBN6Q7

 

Amazon CA https://www.amazon.ca/Towers-Earth-J-C-Conway-ebook/dp/B06XDBN6Q7

 

Amazon UK https://www.amazon.co.uk/Towers-Earth-J-C-Conway-ebook/dp/B06XDBN6Q7

 

Goodreads https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/34459124-towers-of-earth

 

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Author Biography:

J.C. Conway is a romance, science fiction and fantasy author, writing novels and short stories for adults, young adults and teens. He is also a complex litigation attorney, teacher, active supporter of community groups and projects, and an advocate for mental health.
His recent novel, Towers of Earth, is a science-fiction adventure set one thousand years in the future, about a colony mission that suffers a catastrophic failure in interstellar space. The story features 15-year-old Allison Taylor and the colonists desperate efforts to resume their mission against mounting odds both technical and personal.
Hearts in Ruin is J. C. Conway’s debut novel, inspired by a combination of his interest in Paleolithic archaeology and his understanding of deep-seated conflict in academic and post-academic settings. His short stories have appeared in many magazines and online publications. Two of his short stories appear this summer in The Colored Lens and Comets & Criminals. Links to other stories in romance, science fiction and fantasy can be found at his website.
J.C. Conway has been an avid storyteller for as long as he remembers. His writing passion began with a grade-school assignment to write anything he liked, which, at the time, included dinosaurs, robots, army heroes and alien invaders. Since then he’s added simmering passion, tense internal conflict and emotional dilemmas. To learn more, visit his website at http://jcconway.com, his Facebook page at https://www.facebook.com/J.C.Conway.W…, or follow him on Twitter at https://twitter.com/jcconwaywriter. Also feel free to visit http://HeartsInRuin.com, the website dedicated to his debut novel.

 

Reviewed by: Mrs. N

 

Traveller Inceptio by @RobShackleford Delves Into #History Via the Transporter! #bookreview


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Title: Traveller Inceptio

Author: Rob Shackleford

Genre: Science Fiction, Historical Fiction, Action

 

Book Blurb:

If you were sent a thousand years into the past, would you survive?

 

With the accidental development of the Transporter, university researchers determine that the device sends any subject one thousand years into the past.

 

Or is it to a possible past?

 

The enigmatic Transporter soon becomes known as a Time Machine, but with limitations.

 

An audacious research project is devised to use the Transporter to investigate Medieval Saxon England, when a crack international team of Special Services soldiers undergo intensive training for their role as historical researchers.

 

The special researchers, called Travellers, are to be sent into what is a very dangerous period in England’s turbulent past.

 

From the beaches of Australia to the forests of Saxon England, Traveller – Inceptio reveals how Travellers soon learn that they need more than combat skills and modern technology to survive the trails of early 11th Century life.

 

My Review:

Imagine you’re one of a group of university researchers who, while trying to create technology for a security business, built a time machine instead. Would you be prepared if you transported back in time to 11th century Saxon England? Meet the Travellers, a group of modern-day elite soldiers, scientists, historians, and researchers, who use the Transporter (time machine) to go back in time. What will they discover? Will they be prepared for what’s to come and what will happen to history if they use modern technology to defeat the Vikings?

 

I have to be honest, it took a long time for me to figure out what was going on in this book. In alternating chapters, we get the research team and a mysterious man named Michael lost in the forest. Was Michael in the past or the present? What was his relationship to the research team? Honestly, it didn’t make sense to me until much later.

 

The action scenes were full of adrenaline and suspense. Well written and described, they were the catalyst to keeping the plot moving. The science fiction, while intriguing in theory, came across as unbelievable at times. I really had to suspend my belief in order to stay inside the story. The characters were lush, well-developed beings, each with his/her own voice. The time travel and the historical sub-plots were well-conceived, well-researched and were the highlight of the book.

 

If you like science fiction, time travel historical fiction with plenty of action and a killer ending, you’ll love this book.

 

 

Favorite Character/Quote: Tatae. She’s the most intriguing character and I felt an instant connection with her. Strong, beautiful, complex is only a few of her characteristics and yet, I find myself unable to describe why I love her so much. I guess her aura, her sense of right and wrong are what makes her unique.

 

My Rating:  4 stars

 

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Author Biography:

An English-born Australian, Rob Shackleford has lived in New Zealand and Papua New Guinea, with a varied career that has included Customs Officer, Scuba Instructor, College Teacher and management roles in too many places.

With degrees in the Arts and Business, he is mad keen on travel, Scuba diving, Family History, martial arts, astronomy, and playing Djembe and Congas.

Rob is father of two and lives on the Gold Coast.

 

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Reviewed by: Mrs. N

 

Meet David Gaughan @authorGaughan and Discover the Secret to Writing a Great Book! #FridayReads #SFF


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I first met David Gaughan when he asked if I would read and review Aaden Bluestar – The Awakening several months ago. After reading it, I wanted to know more about the man behind the inspiring young adult science fiction adventure novel I’d just read. So, I asked David if he’d be willing to sit down for an interview. He said sure and I did a little jig. No, really. See, not only is David a prolific author but he shares the belief that each of us can make a difference in this world. So, without further ado, please welcome David to the POTL Blog. Take it away, David:

 

What is your writing process?

When I first started writing I found the story flowed better when I wrote longhand. I still have the handwritten original journal of my first attempt at writing, which was eventually published many years later as Star Bred Prophecy. However, my first published work was actually dictated and I find that method far more efficient and creative. I’ll sit comfortably in a chair with my feet up while I stare into space. I visualise the scene unfolding before me, like I’m watching a movie and I simply describe what I’m seeing. I’ve had feedback from several readers who say they feel like they’re watching a movie when they read my works.

 

How important are names to you in your books? Do you choose the names based on liking the way it sounds or the meaning?

Names are definitely important. In the original story that was published as “The Blue Star”, the key character’s son, who played a fairly minor role, was named Ajay. When I decided to rewrite the story from the boy’s perspective the name Ajay just didn’t seem right and it certainly didn’t go well with BlueStar. Even though it was based on the original Blue Star story, the tale took on a new energy and originality, so it seemed appropriate that a name change was needed. Aaden BlueStar emerged as an independent character in his own right. Even his name is spelt with double a, rather than the more commonly spelt Aiden.

 

Have you always liked to write?

My first urge to write was when I was only six years old. I was so enchanted by a children’s story book that I started copying it in long hand. At that young age the hand writing wasn’t that great, but when one of my brothers asked me what I was doing I immediately replied, “I’m writing a book”. It was almost as though I had an inkling of what I’d be doing in later years. Of course it was a huge joke to them, so I didn’t pick up the pen again until many years later. In my early twenties when I went on my first major overseas excursion and I started telling people about my experiences, I often got the comment, “you should write a book about it.” However, it wasn’t until years later I suddenly got the urge and I’ve been writing ever since.

 

Are you a plotter or a pantster?

I’ve always flown by the seat of my pants. There are a couple of occasions where I’ve plotted out the basic outline, but generally I find the story flows and takes on a life of its own when I sit back and watch it unfold. Even I’m surprised at where the story takes me sometimes. Although plotting the outline has helped on a couple of occasions, I find the creative forces flow better when I let it unfold as I go. As mentioned earlier, I tend to be like a spectator watching a movie. It can be quite fascinating at times. Of course, after the initial draft, that’s where the real work begins, with the honing of the story and the many rewrites.

 

Do you read your reviews? Do you respond to them, good or bad? Do you have any advice on how to deal with the bad?

I always read my reviews. I’ve learned not to take things too seriously because I’ve found that each reviewer has their own perspective and sometimes they contradict each other, where one reviewer sees an area where they take exception and another reviewer might praise that same part. It just goes to show that everyone has their personal likes and dislikes. However, if the same criticism arises with two or more reviewers, then it highlights something I need to consider for future work. In the end, I think any review is good, whether it’s high ranking or not. It’s all a learning process.

 

Is this your first book? How many books have you written prior (if any?)

I’ve written several books, ranging from fiction through to self help. Having had several friends and family affected by cancer, I researched and wrote an alternative treatment e-book called “Is there a Cure for Cancer”. On a similar vein I’ve written an e-book called the Wisdom Wellness Diet, again targeting self healing through healthy eating habits. With the increase in world weather extreme events I wrote a book called Self Sufficiency Survival, all of which are available via Amazon.com. However, my passion is with the creative writing and the first one published in hardcopy was The Blue Star, later rewritten from Aaden’s perspective and published as Aaden BlueStar – The Awakening.

 

What are you working on now? What is your next project?

What I’m working on now is something totally different. Besides book two and three of Aaden’s story, I’m researching the interpretation of ancient prophecies, some of which are predictions that have already happened and others that are yet to come. I’ve got the basic outline of the stories in the Aaden Bluestar series and they’ll need more work at some stage. However, my current priority is finishing the interpretation of the ancient prophecies, a project that will no doubt be rather controversial.

 

What is your biggest failure?

I don’t look at things so much as failures, but more as learning experiences. Rather than failure, I think my biggest disappointment was when my first published book The Blue Star never really took flight. It wasn’t until much later that I realised it was a bit ahead of it’s time and targeted at the wrong readership group. It wasn’t until years later that I realised the story needed to be told from Aaden’s perspective and targeted to the YA market. Regarding so-called failure, I take my cue from Thomas Edison who, when asked by a reporter how he felt about failing over a thousand times to make a light bulb, replied “I don’t look at it as failing a thousand times – more that I’ve discovered that many ways how not to make a light bulb.” Actually, there are many interpretations of what he actually said, but that’s the gist of his message.

 

Have you ever gotten into a fight?

Yes, when I was young, growing up on the rougher side of town. Although I did my best to stay clear of confrontation I did get ambushed on a few occasions. I learned early on when the adversary is much bigger, it’s better to resort to negotiation and reasoning, rather than try and fight against the odds. If anything, it made me more observant of situations and peoples’ behaviour, which came in handy in later years as a writer.

 

What do you want your tombstone to say?

I don’t really see the point of recording anything on a tombstone. I’ve left instructions for my ashes to be scattered at low tide on a beach – I’ve always received a lot of inspiration from walking the beach so I couldn’t think of a better place to end up. One thing you often see on a tombstone is the date of birth and the date of death, separated by a dash (-). I think it’s more important how you spend that dash while you’re alive rather than recording the dates on a tombstone. The only thing I’ll leave behind is my writing and I hope that will continue to inspire people long after I’m gone.

 

If you had a superpower, what would it be?

I think a great superpower would be having the ability to convince people to use their creative visualization energies solely for positive outcomes. Of course, doing so would override their freedom of choice, so I guess I won’t achieve that superpower until I’m advanced enough spiritually not to use it. In the meantime, I’ll concentrate on my writing to help people make that choice of their own free will.

 

Where is one place you want to visit that you haven’t been before?

I can think of a couple of star systems that would be interesting to visit, but unless our scientists make rapid progress in the short term with their propulsion systems, I guess the only way I’ll make that trip is to hitch a ride on a visiting spaceship.

 

Do you have any scars? What are they from?

I have a scar on my forehead that was more visible when I was young than it is now. I got it at the age of twelve when, riding my bike – I had a head-on collision with a truck. Needless to say, I came off second-best and I spent three days unconscious in hospital. I have another scar on my abdomen where I used black salve bloodroot paste to treat a skin cancer. I’ve always been a bit adventurous with trying alternatives and although I got a little nervous with the pain and the resulting crater it left behind when the plug came away, it healed up nicely, although it left a scar, mainly due to the size of the hole that had to heal. I think scars, both physical and emotional, are evidence of life trials that, if they don’t kill us, tend to make us stronger.

 

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Title: Aaden BlueStar – The Awakening

Author: David Gaughan

Genre: Sci-fi/Fantasy

Publisher: Astar Print

 

Book Blurb:

Never feeling quite at home in this world, an ordinary boy discovers his extraterrestrial heritage and superhuman powers when he is confronted by an alien foe. Discovering he is here on a time travel mission, his grip on reality is stretched when he realizes his father, who is running for President, is also not of this world. His best friend Fleur and his sister Tiffany are the only two he can confide in. Together with their extraterrestrial friends, they not only have to combat their alien foe, they also have to convince humanity to change their ways to prevent destroying their home through an environmental disaster. With climate change and extreme weather issues increasing in frequency and intensity, the clock is ticking!

 

Excerpt:

With the memories still fresh in his mind of the destruction of the alien craft in his trance the previous night, Aaden struggled to concentrate during the history lesson.

“Okay,” said Brian Masters, catching Aaden’s attention. “We’ve covered the main battle in today’s lesson, but not what led up to this. For your assignment, I want you to research the main events leading to this confrontation. I want that returned by tomorrow.”

‘No!’ Aaden thought in panic, staring at the teacher. ‘I need time to check out Tunguska.’

Masters, who had turned to clean the whiteboard, suddenly turned back and said, “No, you need time to check out Tunguska.”

As soon as he’d said the words, he immediately baulked. The shocked expression on his face showed that he’d had no intention of saying such a thing. Aaden was amazed that he’d repeated his very thoughts. The other students, who were all preparing to leave the room, stopped and looked at Masters.

“Tun … what?” said one of the students. “Is that a hint of what we need to research?”

“No!” said Masters quickly. “I … uh … I’m not sure where that came from.” He shook his head, as though to clear a confusing thought. “Ignore that. Have the assignment ready by tomorrow.”

The students went back to clearing their desks, preparing to leave. Aaden continued staring at Masters, amazed that the man had repeated the words he’d been thinking. He wasn’t sure whether it was some strange coincidence, so he decided to test it. He thought, ‘Make it two days for the assignment.’

Masters immediately said, “Make it two days for the assignment.”

Again, as soon as the words were out of his mouth, his jaw dropped with the surprise of having said them.

“Two days?” one of the students repeated. “Not tomorrow?”

Masters looked around the room, appearing somewhat stunned. The students had all stopped and were looking at him for confirmation.

“Yeesss …” he replied, looking strained. “You can have two days.”

Aaden struggled to conceal his glee. He thought, ‘On second thoughts, make it three days.’

Masters immediately repeated, “On second thoughts, make it three days.”

Astounded by what he’d just said, Masters immediately grabbed his satchel and fled the room. The students filed out after him, all smiles at having gained such leniency on the timing of their assignment.

Aaden was still coming to terms with what had just happened when Fleur joined him as they walked from the room.

“That’s a bonus,” she said. “Three days for the assignment – we only need one.”

“Hey!” said Aaden, raising his hands in mock submission. “Who’s complaining? Have you heard of Tunguska?”

Fleur gave a sideways glance. “Masters mentioned that – what is it?”

“Let’s go check it out in the library.”

“But Masters said it wasn’t anything to do with the assignment.”

Aaden’s eyes sparkled. “Let’s check it out anyway.”

With a shrug, she followed him to the library and watched as he did a search for ‘Tunguska event’ on the computer.

“1908!” Aaden gasped. “It happened over a century ago.”

Fleur leaned closer to the screen. “Who cares?”

Aaden shook his head. “I didn’t know it was so long ago. But it actually happened. I thought it was just a dream.”

Fleur pulled a face. “What?”

Aaden ignored her questioning stare. “Ah … nothing. Let’s see what they say about it.”

“Tunguska is in East Central Siberia,” said Fleur, reading the text. “This has nothing to do with our assignment. What’s so great about Tunguska?”

“I heard there was an explosion there.”

“So? There have been explosions all over the world throughout history.”

“This was a major blast … bigger than the atomic bomb that was dropped on Hiroshima.”

Fleur’s eyes widened. She looked closer at the screen. “No way! An atomic bomb in 1908?”

“Not an atomic bomb according to this info,” said Aaden, disappointed. “They think it was a meteorite.”

“There was no crater,” said Fleur, reading. “Meteorites are mainly rock, iron and nickel. Something that heavy would’ve made a massive crater. You reckon it was big enough for an explosion like an atom bomb. How can that be?”

“Because it wasn’t a meteorite,” said Aaden. The words were out before he could stop himself.

 

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Author Biography:

Born on the same day and month as Mark Twain, this Sagittarius has always been the explorer, not only in world travel pursuits but also alternative fringe subjects. Having climbed the Great Pyramid of Cheops (and getting arrested doing so), some of his other world experiences included riding camels in the Sahara Desert, white-water rafting at the top of the Ganges river, fire walking on a weekend retreat, hot air ballooning in the Cappadocia Region in Turkey and visiting ashrams in Northern India. Much of David’s overseas travel has been fueled by his keen interest in metaphysical subjects.

 

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Meet @RobShackleford and his New Release, Traveller Inceptio #books #SFF #amreading


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As many of you know, I love reading historical fiction. The reason? I love learning about history through the eyes of people who experienced it.  History comes alive, if well-researched and well-written. I first met Rob Shackleford a few months ago and was instantly intrigued. I convinced him to sit down with me for an honest interview. I’d ask some pretty tough questions and he’d have to answer them. It’s my great pleasure to introduce Rob Shackleford to the POTL Blog. Please give him a warm welcome. Take it away, Rob:

 

What is your writing process?

Perhaps the most important part of my process is research. My story involves detailed descriptions of the English Saxon world of around 11th Century. It also involves the Special Forces troops who are sent there. This has meant intensive research into both areas, ie History and the military. When it came to the 11th Century Saxon community, I had to learn what they ate, what were their attitudes to religion, what their homes were like, how they dressed, even their attitudes towards sex. Everything had to be researched to make the story stand up to any sort of scrutiny, especially scholarly scrutiny. Only then can the story be told with any degree of reliability.

 

Once the research was completed in the areas I targeted, the story could unfold. Many times I discovered I was writing the narrative in a direction I didn’t realise it would take. That then required more research. In my attempt to make the story as realistic as possible, the story involved some surprising developments, that is, it was surprising to me.

 

Once the story was told, I went back to rewrite, to improve grammar, description, and then develop speaking parts, which allowed for more character development and fine tuning of the events in the story.

 

Just as your books inspire authors, what authors have inspired you?

I have always enjoyed the mind-broadening aspects of great science fiction works, so some of the classic authors such as H. G. Wells, Arthur Clarke, Robert Heinlein and Frank Herbert are just a few of the many who allowed me to submerge into bold new worlds and ideas. I have grown to better appreciate the difference between great storytelling from authors such as Stephen king, to true wordsmiths who paint a portrait with their breathtaking language, one who comes to mind is Yann Martel for the Life of Pi.

 

Other inspirations are found in islands of Robert Louis Stevenson, the humour of Mark Train, the insight of George Orwell, the razor-sharp social commentary of Jack Kerouac, to name but a few authors who changed the world.

 

I would be remiss not to mention J. K. Rolling and her epic Harry Potter tales, a legend in market adaptation and commercial success.

 

While I feebly aspire to develop my own creative writing skills, I opt to be a story teller, hopefully a great one. One day, I hope the two will merge.

 

What writing advice do you have for other aspiring authors?

Being an author is a tough gig. It takes time and lots of dedication. Most of all it takes belief in yourself, which can be the most challenging task of all. Think of it as a professional sportsperson. Sometimes one is discovered and shoots to the top of the charts, but most of the time any success is through the good, old fashioned hard slog. Even then, luck, or shall I say good fortune, is a part of being discovered.

 

Like most of the arts today, such as the music industry, or art, the process is so much tougher, so much longer. The days of million-dollar first book contracts are long gone.

 

With today’s technology we are so very fortunate to see the emergence of great authors, whether they are best sellers or not. The biggest challenge is to get your work out there, make it shine, and then do the marketing and get exposure. But don’t despair. Write your novel or your poetry. Give birth to your dream, and then learn and go through the process that the world requires of you. Even if you bring delight and inspiration to only one other, it will be worth it.

 

Are you a plotter or a pantster?

It seems I am a bit of both. I have the book’s broad structure in my head and then I develop the characters and chapters one step at a time. I need the broad structure so as to not ramble, but sometimes the story heads in a direction that surprises me. I don’t think it’s ghost writing. At least I hope it isn’t. It’s just describing the responses of humans placed in challenging situations.

 

What are you working on now? What is your next project?

Traveller Inceptio – which means “Beginning” in Latin, as spoken by the clergy in 11th Century England, lends itself to a sequel.

 

I have almost completed the first draft for Traveller Probo, which means ‘to inquire or prove’. All I can suggest is that the success of the English Traveller missions receives intense international attention and envy, causing nations to compete to engage in their own missions to send their own Travellers 1000 years into the past. It’s like a space-race, only a lot cheaper and easier.

 

But is this a wise course of action?  Who can say?

 

Traveller Probo examines the social and political consequences of the English Saxon mission, and how more missions are planned to send more Special Forces historical researchers to the world of 1000 years ago.

 

 

What is the biggest fib you’ve ever told?

Once when working for the media they wanted someone who had driven racing cars to participate in a media race event. Though I was never any kind of media star, I fibbed and said I had the experience and was given the gig. On race-day, I couldn’t even change the gears, but once I was shown I did quite well, as none of the other media participants dared drive fast. I did bounce off the walls a few times and won the race, though the car owner wasn’t pleased as there were bold, new scratches down the side of his nicely painted yellow race-car.

 

It was, I must say, a worthwhile fib.

 

Or

 

Didn’t hurt a bit – after having my teeth ground without anesthetic for caps by a dentist in India. I aged 5 years and dropped 2 kilos from sweat.

 

Do you drink? Smoke? What’s your vice?

Crystallized Ginger, and Licorice (the British type). If you bring that stuff around, don’t expect me to share.

 

What literary character is most like you?

As a kid I was a bit like Tom Sawyer in that I managed to get things … done. When I was about 8 years old I recall being picked on by a kid, so I enlisted the abilities of a big, not too bright kid I barely knew to go into battle for me. They both got into trouble for fighting on the parade ground just as school parade was about to start. I was never picked on again.
My Teacher saw what had happened and, without me knowing, had a chat to my parents. Years later they told me about it. My dad thought it was the funniest thing ever.

 

If you were an animal, what would you be and why?

A cat owned by my partner. She spoils that creature rotten. All I would have to do is avoid being gelded at the vet.

 

What’s on your bucket list (things to do before you die)?

Here’s a few: See a tornado, Scuba dive with sharks – me in a shark cage that is, climb a live volcano, hike a glacier.

 

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Title: Traveller Inceptio

Author: Rob Shackleford

Genre: Science Fiction, Historical, Action

Publisher: Book Baby – E Publishing only.

 

Book Blurb:

If you were sent a thousand years into the past, would you survive?

 

With the accidental development of the Transporter, university researchers determine that the device sends any subject one thousand years into the past.

 

Or is it to a possible past?

 

The enigmatic Transporter soon becomes known as a Time Machine, but with limitations.

 

An audacious research project is devised to use the Transporter to investigate Medieval Saxon England, when a crack international team of Special Services soldiers undergo intensive training for their role as historical researchers.

 

The special researchers, called Travellers, are to be sent into what is a very dangerous period in England’s turbulent past.

 

From the beaches of Australia to the forests of Saxon England, Traveller – Inceptio reveals how Travellers soon learn that they need more than combat skills and modern technology to survive the trails of early 11th Century life.

 

 

Excerpt:

Michael makes a chance meeting upon a lonely monk in the depths of the English forest.

The monk stood before Michael and wept in an open-mouthed cry that looked unlike grief or fear but looked more like … joy? He didn’t appear to be as afraid for his life as one would have thought when confronted by an armed man in the depths of the forest.

 

To make matters even more disconcerting, he moved forward until his face was but a hand’s breadth away from Michael. There was an impression of rotten teeth and bad breath, an almost a physical assault from which he immediately recoiled. Many of the monk’s teeth were missing. Obviously, he rarely shaved as his face was covered with stubble that could have been blonde or grey, so the man’s age was almost impossible to determine. Thick, grey hairs and pocked blackheads decorated the end of his bulbous nose as pale grey eyes gazed adoringly up at the newcomer. As the monk wept, Michael froze uncomfortably.

 

Without warning, the monk moved as if to give Michael a hug and it was all he could do to fend the smaller man off with raised hands. Thankfully the small man stopped at the last moment. There was no desire for any close contact with the damp wool that stank heavily. Quickly Michael scanned his surrounds as he realised this monk would be a perfect distraction for brigands, for he was completely immobilised by the man’s emotional reaction. As he watched aghast, the sobbing monk sank slowly to his knees while his tearful eyes never left Michael’s face. Tears poured down his weathered, whiskered cheeks and soon the childlike weeping began to distress. Michael had seen weeping in many places; weeping of mothers for sons, of fathers for children, but nothing quite as mysterious as this. He crouched in front of the monk and reached to touch the man’s grubby hands, his other hand still on his short-sword, just in case.

 

As he reached out, his hand was grasped and held by the monk’s hard, heavily veined hands with swollen arthritic knuckles, hands obviously aggravated by a life of hard physical labour. Before he could react, the monk kissed his hand passionately. He felt the bristly face and a damp slobber of snot and his initial reaction to pull away. He uncomfortably patted the monk’s shoulder and made soothing noises before he retrieved his hand and stood as he encouraged the other to rise. More kisses were threatened, so he hurriedly addressed the monk in Latin, supposing he could speak the lingua franca of clergy throughout Christendom. “Peace be unto you brother,” he said as he gave his slobbered hand a tactful wipe on the seat of his breaches.

 

“And to you” was the automatic sobbed response. There was an accent and the words were understood though, at first, difficult to decipher.

 

“What is your name?” asked Michael.

 

“My name?” the monk asked in a daze as if stunned at such a question. “Oeric, Lord, Brother Oeric,” he replied quietly as he briefly averted his eyes.

 

“Oeric. Greetings Brother Oeric my name is ..” and he paused. He knew it was best to provide his name in a format best suited to the local language. “My name is Michael.” He pronounced it ‘Meekal’ to give the pronunciation that he assumed would suit.

 

At the name, Brother Oeric wailed loudly and again placed his trembling, worn hands over his face. Before Michael could react, the man again fell to his knees and bent to place his face on the leaf litter. Michael again scanned the surrounding forest uncomfortably.

 

Indeed, they were alone.

 

He knelt and awkwardly patted the prostrate Brother Oeric on the shoulder. “Oeric, Brother Oeric, is something wrong? Why do you weep? Come now, stand and tell me, what is the matter?”

 

After a titanic struggle, Brother Oeric managed to retain some control. Rising to his knees he wiped his freely running nose and eyes on the cloth that hung over his chest, a simple square of wool with a head hole that was his scapula, designed to protect his long brown tunic. Michael noted the silver line of snot and decided that if another hug was attempted, that was good enough reason to keep the monk at arm’s-length. Brother Oeric wore a simple, one-piece robe of rough, raw, dark-brown wool that enabled him to blend effectively with the forest. Attached to his scapula was a cowl or large hood to offer protection from snow or rain in a fashion similar to the hood Michael wore on his own cloak. Michael watched the small man clutch his shaking hands together in a moment of muttered prayer before he looked up again. “Lord I give thanks that you are here”, he said with eyes that were again downcast. He paused and gazed adoringly at Michael, a look that was supposed to be a quick glance but which ended in a stare akin to wonder.

 

 

 

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Author Biography:

An English-born Australian, Rob Shackleford has lived in New Zealand and Papua New Guinea, with a varied career that has included Customs Officer, Scuba Instructor, College Teacher and management roles in too many places.

With degrees in the Arts and Business, he is mad keen on travel, Scuba diving, Family History, martial arts, astronomy, and playing Djembe and Congas.

Rob is father of two and lives on the Gold Coast.

 

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Meet RONA-Shortlisted Author @Hywela_Lyn and her #Books! #TuesdayBookBlog #romance #scifi


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One of the perks of being in the publishing industry is I get to meet authors from all over the world. I first met Hywela Lyn in 2016 when she requested a book review. An author from Wales, she and I instantly clicked (we have family from Wales). She’s one of the nicest women I’ve ever met and her stories stick with you long after you’ve read the last page. She agreed to sit down with me (MRS N) for a candid interview. It’s my great pleasure to introduce Hywela Lyn. So please give her a warm POTL Blog welcome. Take it away, Hywela:

 

How important are names to you in your books? Do you choose the names based on liking the way it sounds or the meaning?

 

Names are very important for me – my characters become living, breathing people in my own mind, so it is important that their names reflect who they are. Often they come to me with their name already – Jess or Jestine Darnell from ‘Starquest’ is a good example. Previously I had never particularly liked the name Jess, but when she ‘told’ me she was called Jess, I realised that it really suited her, and I love the name now. I knew it was short for something, although I also knew it was not Jessica, and then I realised that ‘Jestine’, a slight variation of the name Justine was perfect, although she rarely uses it, preferring the shortened form. ‘Children Of The Mist’, the second book in trilogy,  is set on the imaginary planet ‘Niflheim’, named after the land of cold and mist of Norse legends, because much of the planet is covered in ice and snow and a perpetual mist, although the inhabited areas are more temperate. It followed that the settlers of this planet would naturally name their children after characters in Nordic legend, so apart from one or two exceptions, most of the characters are named after the Scandinavian gods or mythical places. In ‘Beloved Enemy’ Kerry Marchant (another character who came to mind ready named) is the lead character after being a secondary character in Starquest’. Cat (Catrina) has Irish in her background although this is not specifically mentioned in the novel, so somehow I knew O’Brian was her surname although for reasons of her own she uses ‘Kincaid’ but Cat seemed just right for her, and as she says herself, she’s no pussycat ‘this cat has claws’ but she also has a heart which she tries very hard to hide.

 

What do you consider to be your best accomplishment?

 

Finishing my first book and getting it published! It took me a long time to polish it enough to feel it was ready to submit to a publisher, but it was worth all the hard work.

 

If you didn’t like writing books, what would you do for a living?

 

I’ve always made up stories in my head and I can’t imagine not wanting to write, but I’ve always loved horses, since I was a small child. I really wanted to work at a riding stable, but was dissuaded from doing so by my headmaster, who insisted there was ‘no money in it’, as if money was more important than loving one’s work, or job satisfaction! So I allowed myself to be persuaded to take up office administration as a career. It did enable me to earn enough money to buy my first horse, and in retrospect it was not a bad career move, since I learnt to touch type and find my way around a computer, which came in really useful when I decided to actually start writing down my stories and send them to magazines, before branching out into writing a full length novel which started me on my writing career, although I did have to wait until I retired from full time work to actually have my first novel published!  In the years I worked in an office, I did manage to spend a lot of time with my horses though, and did long distance endurance riding in the beautiful mountains of Wales. Many a writing plot has been hatched while on the back of a horse!

 

Are you a plotter or a pantster?

 

A bit of both, I think.  I always know how a book is going to end, although the ending may change by the time I actually get there, but I need to have something to work towards.  I write rough ‘chapter headings’ with perhaps a few lines beneath of the important scenes or turning points in the chapter. I will invariably have more chapters to add, but my rough outline acts as a guide.  I allow my characters to tell me how the story progresses, and they often stray from the outline – sometimes I will argue with them but I usually find they are right!

 

Is this your first book? How many books have you written prior (if any?)

 

My first published book was ‘Starquest’. It started as a short story, and was supposed to be a ‘one off’. However by the end, I knew there would be a sequel ‘Children Of The Mist’, and after mulling it over for a few years I finally wrote the third book in what has become the Destiny Trilogy, ‘Beloved Enemy’. Each book is complete in itself although featuring some of the same characters and I was thrilled when ‘Beloved Enemy’ was shortlisted for the Romance Novelists Association RoNA awards, 2017

 

What are you working on now? What is your next project?

 

My publisher put out a call for a ‘Friendly ghost’ story, so that’s what I’m working on at the moment. It is set in Wales, on a pony stud, so I’m able to incorporate my other love into the story.

 

Do you write naked?

 

No, LOL – the British climate is far too chilly most of the year, and in the winter, even with the central heating on I like to have my woolly sweater and jeans! In the summer, I might write in just a teeshirt and shorts, but you never know when a visitor might call and I don’t want to frighten the neigbours!

 

Have you ever gotten into a fight?

 

Only once, when I was at school. A slightly older girl kept picking on me and hitting me, she didn’t really hurt me. But she was much bigger than I was and I was quite scared of her. One day something snapped and I hit her back. After a few exchanged blows, she backed off and never bothered me again. Although I am not keen on violence it did teach me that bullies are cowards and if you stand up to them they will often show their true colours.

 

Do you drink? Smoke? What’s your vice?

 

I don’t smoke and only drink a glass or two of wine, on special occasions. My biggest vice is chocolate. I’m a chocoholic. I can easily devour a large bar in one go and a box of chocolates only lasts a few days – if it’s lucky! I can resist anything except chocolate and my ‘secret’ stash is rapidly depleted once I start raiding it!

 

If you had a superpower, what would it be?

To be able to fly. It must be amazing to soar effortlessly in the sky and see the landscape from above. I watch the red kites hovering above the paddocks where I keep my two horses and marvel how they stay airborne so effortlessly.

 

If you were an animal, what would you be and why?

 

That would have to be a horse – my favourite animal. I would love to be a graceful Arabian, able to run like the wind!

 

Do you have any scars? What are they from?

 

I have a scar running half way down the little finger of my right hand. This happened many years ago when I was in my late teens helping out at a friend’s riding school.  I was running late and after  picking up a ‘leading rein’ from the tackroom, I realised it was not actually a leading rein, but a long leather strap with a hook on each end. I attached one end to the bridle of the pony I was leading and most of the ride went uneventfully, until the pony suddenly stopped and my horse shot forward – the rein slid through my hand and the hook sliced through a piece of my finger, which ended up with me having with a trip to A & E and several stitches. (Luckily my friend was with me and able to take the pony I was leading, whiIe I rode one handed back to the farm.) I learnt a valuable lesson about being too hasty – if I had only taken an extra few seconds more to get the correct lead rein I would have saved myself a lot of pain and trauma!

 

 Beloved Enemy

 

Title: Beloved Enemy (Volume 3 of the Destiny Trilogy)

Author: Hywela Lyn

Genre:  Science Fiction Romance

Publisher: The Wild Rose Press

 

Blurb:

Cat Kincaid is obsessed with killing the man she believes is responsible for the torture and death of her sister, but when she eventually catches up with him, survival becomes a greater priority than revenge.

 

Kerry Marchant, haunted by memories, regret and self-blame, shields himself from the pain of the past by committing himself totally to the starship, Destiny, of which he is part owner. However, the beautiful, red haired woman who reminds him of his lost love, and who he suspects is working for a corrupt regime, represents a possible threat not only to the ship, but to his heart.

 

Marooned on an inhospitable planet, they need to work together to stay alive, fighting not only unknown assailants, but their growing attraction. But how can they learn to trust each other when he has vowed never to get close to a woman again, and she made a solemn pledge to destroy him?

 

(Although every story in the trilogy features some of the same characters, each book can be read as a ‘stand alone’ novel.)

 

 

Excerpt:

Carefully slicing open the tunic, she checked the wound in his chest. Deep and jagged, it seemed to be only a flesh wound and probably nothing vital was damaged, although it still bled profusely. She ran the instrument over the injury, amazed to see the blood clot, and a rapid regrowth of new skin form over it. In a few seconds, it healed almost completely. His shoulder had also sustained severe lacerations in addition to the vivid purple bruises forming on the skin. She repeated the operation with the device. The bruises faded and the torn flesh knitted together barely leaving a scar.

 

 

She replaced the knife in her belt, and in a deft movement pulled her hair back and knotted the scarf around it once more. “Impressive. How d’you feel?”

 

 

“It seems I will survive,” he said in the slow precise tones that made his voice so distinctive.

“Thank you,” he added, almost as an afterthought. He reached for the bio-regenerator and stashed it back in his pocket. His face gained some colour, and a minute or two later, he was unrecognizable from the man she’d found wounded and bleeding a short while ago.

 

 

“What is that, anyway—what did you call it—a bio-regenerator?”

 

 

“Exactly. It does, as you see, precisely what you would expect, including destroying any toxins or bacteria present in the wound.”

 

 

She inclined her head as she considered his words. “It’s not Terran.” She meant it as an observation rather than a question.

 

 

“The technology was given to us by a race called the Phidians.”

 

 

“I’ve heard of them. Their advances in medicine are well known.” She looked up at the heavens. “About time we got away from here. Night isn’t too far off by the look of that sky.” The light faded perceptibly while they spoke and the air took on a noticeable chill after the earlier oppressive heat.

 

 

“What about our ‘friends’?” He turned his head and looked in the direction of the rocks where the assailants of a few minutes before let loose the last salvo of blaster fire.

 

 

She put the tri-dee-viewer to her eyes again and scanned the area. “There’s no sign of life over there. They must all be dead or badly injured. They’d have shot at us again if they were still capable.”

 

 

“Unless they are waiting for us to show ourselves, so they can pick us off more easily,” Kerry said. He made as if to stand, and in an instant, she drew her pistol. “Like I said before, no sudden moves. Get up—slowly.”

 

 

“So you are making me a prisoner?”

 

 

“Not exactly, but I’m not stupid enough to take any risks.”

 

 

He rose to his feet, his gaze not leaving her gunhand. Several inches taller than her, broad shouldered and slim, he presented a commanding figure. His expression froze as his gaze homed in on the insignia on her breast pocket, his eyes like chips of blue ice.

 

 

“You work for the Union.”

 

 

“I work for myself.”

 

 

“Then why are you wearing the insignia of the Global Union of Earth and Allied Planets?”

 

 

“I have a license to requisition any enemy ship trespassing in the sectors of space over which they hold dominion.”

 

 

“A licensed pirate in the pay of the Global Union.” Kerry’s eyes showed outright contempt. She almost preferred the icy coolness.

 

 

“I prefer to think of myself as a freelancer—doing a service.”

 

 

His expression did not change, although he did change tack. “You could have left me to die—or just shot me. Why didn’t you?”

 

 

“Call it a personality flaw. I don’t like abandoning someone who’s wounded even to save my own skin. And I don’t kill in cold blood. If I have to shoot someone, I’d rather they were facing me with their eyes open.” Even if I did swear to leave their dead body for the Union to use in their hideous experiments. Keep it casual. Don’t let him guess what’s really in your mind.

 

 

To her amazement, he smiled the most devastating smile she’d ever seen, made even more remarkable because he didn’t look as if he did it very often.

 

 

“My own philosophy as it happens. It seems almost a pity we are on opposite sides.”

 

 

“Opposite sides?”

 

 

“I have no love for the Union. That puts us on opposite sides, even if you are just a pirate, doing their dirty work for them.”

 

 

She gave him her best withering look. “Fine. And just because I decided to save your hide, don’t get any ideas. We don’t have to like each other.”

 

 

Buy Links:

AMAZON U.S. http://www.amazon.com/Beloved-Enemy-Destiny-Trilogy-Book-ebook/dp/B01BBCBYCS

 

AMAZON U.K. http://www.amazon.co.uk/Hywela-Lyn/e/B002BMBXH4/

 

THE WILD ROSE PRESS: http://www.wildrosepublishing.com/maincatalog_v151/index.php?main_page=index&manufacturers_id=138

 

 

Author Biography:

Hywela Lyn lives in a small village in England, with her long-suffering husband Dave, although her heart remains in her native rural Wales.

 

Although most her writing tends to be futuristic, the worlds she creates are usually untainted by crowded cities and technology, embracing the beauty and wildness of nature.

 

Her first novel, ‘Starquest’, a futuristic romance released by the Wild Rose Press was followed by a sequel ‘Children Of The Mist’. Her recently released third novel ‘Beloved Enemy’, continues what has now become a series known as ‘The Destiny Trilogy’. She has also written a fantasy novella ‘Dancing With Fate’ and has had several short stories published in UK magazines,

 

She is a member of The Romance Novelists’ Association (UK) and Chiltern Writers, her local writing group.

 

A keen animal lover, when she is not writing, she can usually be found enjoying the outdoors with the horses and dog – or just eating chocolate!

 

 

Social Media Links:

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Blog: www.hywelalyn.blogspot.com

 

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Facebook Page: https://www.facebook.com/HywelaLynAuthor/?pnref=lhc

 

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Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/Hywela-Lyn

Global Warming and the Power of YOU! Guest Post by @authorGaughan #MondayBlogs #GlobalWarming


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My mission, once I decided to accept it, was to incorporate an important environmental message in an action adventure story that included a little sci-fi, fantasy and time travel. The result was Aaden Bluestar – The Awakening, a story about an ordinary boy who, after being struck by lightning, develops extraordinary powers and discovers his connection with an other-worldly race who are trying to save our world from ourselves … and they need our help to do it.

Global Warming and the Power of YOU!

 

When reading the above title, I can imagine you wondering how you can possibly make a difference with such a major issue as global warming. The answer may surprise you, particularly when the solution is disguised in a fictional book written for young adult readers. All I ask is that you keep an open mind.

 

Some believe that global warming is just a hoax, but regardless of whether you believe in global warming or not, we seem to be constantly reminded of climate change in the form of daily or weekly news items about extreme or unusual weather events. Regardless of whether these killer storms, tornadoes, hurricanes or tropical cyclones are the result of global warming or not, the end result is the same – climate change weather patterns seem to be increasing in frequency and intensity.

 

So now we come back to the question of how you, or I, or anyone else can make a difference.

 

I received a birthday card from a friend some years back and it had a simple but profound message. The card had a child’s drawing on the cover with a big sun smiley face and a hand-written poem by Sally Huss.

 

It read:

 

A happy person makes a happy home.

 

A happy home promotes a happy neighborhood.

 

Such a neighborhood affects a city, which in turn inspires a nation.

 

A happy nation helps create a happy world.

 

This simple poem summed up the message I was trying to get across with my story Aaden Bluestar – The Awakening. Of course, Aaden’s story has a lot more going for it than that simple message. It emphasizes environmental issues that affects us all and how each of us, as individuals, can make a difference. The story is told from Aaden’s perspective … a seemingly ordinary boy leading an ordinary life until a freak accident opens his extraordinary powers.

 

As reviewer Mrs. N expressed, Aaden is “such a delightful character to read. His witty nature and honest inner thoughts make him come alive off the page. I enjoyed the way he dealt with his school rival (not quite a bully but close). (Aaden is) someone who anyone can relate to and a joy to read.”

 

Okay, you’re probably still wondering how this affects you and how you can possibly make a difference. My friend Paulette, who sent me the birthday card, also included a hand written note inside the card. It was a quote from Colin P. Sisson, “What we vividly imagine, ardently desire, enthusiastically act upon, must inevitably come to pass.”

 

There are many who believe that creative visualization is just wishful thinking and there are just as many who believe it is real. The old saying “mind over matter” comes to mind and this is the main message portrayed in Aaden Bluestar – The Awakening. It’s understandable that some may think that such an enormous influence as global warming, or climate change or extreme weather patterns is out of anyone’s control, but there are equal numbers who believe that each of us as individuals can make a difference. I guess it comes back to the glass half full or glass half empty attitude.

 

Definitely, there are powers at play that are beyond anyone’s control. However, our attitude to such events is completely within our control. Events will unfold as time goes by and the impact of such events will vary from person to person. The same event may seem like a sword thrust to one and a pin-prick to another. A lot will depend on the attitude of the individual. Regardless of our station in life, good and bad things happen to all of us. When the trials come, it is often our individual attitude that makes the difference. No matter what, there is always something to be grateful for and when we concentrate on gratitude for the good things in our lives, it makes it easier to handle the stormier parts when they arrive.

 

Some might be skeptical about how this can be of any help with such major events as global warming, extreme weather and climate change, particularly when such events seem to be the result of major political and policy making decisions. At this point, maybe we should take another look at that simple poem again:

 

A happy person makes a happy home.

 

A happy home promotes a happy neighborhood.

 

Such a neighborhood affects a city, which in turn inspires a nation.

 

A happy nation helps create a happy world.

 

Yes, it seems simplistic in its message, but it starts with the individual. We need to keep in mind that political parties and policy makers are representing the people. When enough people are demanding change, the policy makers start taking notice. And if it’s already too late for change, as some may think, then at least as individuals we have the power and choice to concentrate on the positive rather than the negative – that is one thing that is within everyone’s control. As Adam, a character in Aaden Bluestar – The Awakening says, “There’s power in numbers. The more people with the same positive thought, the more powerful the effect.” From that perspective, we are co-creators of everything we see and experience in this world.

 

The extraordinary powers that Aaden develops after his accident might seem beyond the reach of ordinary people, but there are many who believe that these same powers are within each and every one of us – the same powers that are within YOU!

 

If you’re still unsure about the power within you to change your world, check out Aaden Bluestar – The Awakening https://www.amazon.com/dp/B00RIMSS6G… and enjoy the ride!

 

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Title: Aaden BlueStar – The Awakening

Author: David Gaughan

Genre: Sci-fi/Fantasy

Publisher: Astar Print

 

Book Blurb:

Never feeling quite at home in this world, an ordinary boy discovers his extraterrestrial heritage and superhuman powers when he is confronted by an alien foe. Discovering he is here on a time travel mission, his grip on reality is stretched when he realizes his father, who is running for President, is also not of this world. His best friend Fleur and his sister Tiffany are the only two he can confide in. Together with their extraterrestrial friends, they not only have to combat their alien foe, they also have to convince humanity to change their ways to prevent destroying their home through an environmental disaster. With climate change and extreme weather issues increasing in frequency and intensity, the clock is ticking!

 

Excerpt:

“Maybe it was a prophetic dream.”

“Prophetic?” said Jean. “Do you mean that all this is still to come … that it hasn’t happened yet … that it’s in the future?”

“Perhaps,” he replied with a shrug, implying ignorance.

“We both had the same dream,” Aaden repeated.

“Well, at least you’re accepting now that it was a dream,” he said, catching them both by surprise. “It’s not uncommon for people who are close to have same or similar dreams – that sort of thing has been documented.”

“I don’t believe you,” Aaden retorted. “Why would we have such a dream?”

“Perhaps the dream was showing you a possibility of what the future might hold. Perhaps it was showing you that it may not necessarily happen, that future events can be a direct result of the choices we make today?”

Aaden thought, “That’s the kind of statement a BlueStar would make. Besides, this is after the car accident, so he must be BlueStar, because it was after the accident that the change came over him.” He tried to tune into him, but his previous powers failed him. He decided to try and keep him talking to see if he’d say something that would make sense of their experiences.

“Are you talking about working towards world peace or doing one’s bit for the environment?” said Aaden.

“Both! Every one of us has the ability to help change our immediate environment and our world, to create the future we want.”

Jean and Aaden both stared at him. Even though he refused to acknowledge that he knew anything about the Astar Confederation, he was still talking like a Confederate BlueStar.

“Well that’s fine,” said Aaden. “But how do you get those ideas across to others, if we’re the only ones who had the dream?”

There was a noise from the staircase and they all turned to see Tiffany descending the stairs, looking rather bewildered. She glanced from one to the other, then, without saying a word, ran to the front door, flinging it open. She ran into Fleur coming the other way. They both stared at each other in amazement and then came into the house, looking confused.

“What’s going on?” said Fleur.

“Yeah,” said Tiffany. “This is how the world used to be. It’s almost as though we’ve gone back in time?”

Aaden looked quizzically at his father, who simply raised his eyebrows with feigned surprise and flashed an infuriating grin.

“It looks like you’re not the only ones who had the dream,” said Adam.

“Come on, Dad!” said Aaden. “Was it a dream or was it real?”

Adam sat back in his chair and took another sip of coffee, biding his time, infuriating them all with his relaxed attitude.

“What’s the difference?” he said. “When you’re dreaming, you’re convinced it’s real. It’s only when you awaken that you realize it was a dream. Who’s to say that what you think of as reality now is but a dream and you’ll only realize it when you finally wake up?”

“Seems pretty real to me,” said Tiffany.

Aaden got up and went to the fridge, determined to find something that would cast doubt on this so-called reality. He was curious to see if there’d be some of his favorite yoghurt – there was. Although he was surprised to find it, he was also a little disappointed to see that the container was nearly empty. He picked up a spoon and finished the contents, pleasantly surprised to find it even more delicious than he remembered it to be. Eyeing the trash can, he was tempted to throw the container into it, but then hesitated. Deliberately, he rinsed the container and threw it into the recycling bin.

He saw his Dad watching him, so he gave him a comical wink. “I suppose every little bit helps.”

“Yep!” said his Dad. “Even a small pebble tossed into a large pond will send ripples to the very edge of that pond.”

Aaden was initially taken aback by the strange comment, but decided to test him.

“How?” he said. “How can a single person make a difference?”

“Through thought,” his Dad replied simply. “Every action has a reaction … even with our thoughts. You can create harmony or disharmony in your life, with a single thought.”

“How can our thoughts affect the world?” said Fleur.

Adam gave her a wink. “Your thoughts affect others around you – and that in turn affects your world. It starts with the individual.”

Fleur stared at him, dumbfounded, as did Tiffany and Aaden.

“You’re saying that little ol’ me can make a difference in the world?” said Tiffany.

Aaden and Fleur both smiled at her comical tone.

“There’s power in numbers,” said Adam. “The more people with the same positive thought, the more powerful the effect.”

 

Buy Links:

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Author Biography:

Born on the same day and month as Mark Twain, this Sagittarius has always been the explorer, not only in world travel pursuits but also alternative fringe subjects.

Having climbed the Great Pyramid of Cheops (and getting arrested doing so), some of his other world experiences included riding camels in the Sahara Desert, white-water rafting at the top of the Ganges river, fire walking on a weekend retreat, hot air ballooning in the Cappadocia Region in Turkey and visiting ashrams in Northern India. Much of David’s overseas travel has been fueled by his keen interest in metaphysical subjects.

 

Social Media Links:

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Facebook https://www.facebook.com/david.gaughan.967

#FridayReads: Aaden BlueStar by @authorGaughan #YA #scifi #bookreview


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Title: Aaden BlueStar: The Awakening (Aaden BlueStar series Book 1)

Author: David Gaughan

Genre: Young Adult, Science Fiction

 

Book Blurb:

At fifteen, Aaden Greene is imbued with extraordinary powers after a freak incident. Astounded by his powerful abilities he’s also confused by the terrifying vision of the monstrous apparition that appears before him at the time of his metaphysical awakening. Struggling to blend his ordinary life with visions of other lifetimes in extraterrestrial realms, he discovers his connection with an ET who has come to save our world. What amazes him most is the connection between the charismatic E.T. with whom he has been closely connected throughout the ages and his father, a Senator running for President on an environmental ticket. With each heart-pounding moment, the ensuing battle between the extraterrestrial BlueStar Beings and the formidable entity of Aaden’s earlier vision requires them to join forces to combat that negative energy. With an environmental backlash, the future of Earth and the survival of the human race depend on their success.

 

My Review:

In a flash of lightning, fifteen-year-old Aaden’s life is forever changed. Climbing a tree trying to get a prized baseball, Aaden gets struck by lightning. His friends worry but by some miracle, he’s not dead. Instead, he’s awakened latent powers and scary visions. His powers come in handy at school and home but trying to appear “normal” gets harder and harder.

 

Meanwhile, there’s an extraterrestrial war taking place just north of Earth, somewhere near Mars. A dark force is trying to infiltrate Earth and it’s up to the Bluestar beings to stop it. But they need help to avoid this environmental disaster so they call on Aaden and his family. The future of Earth is in their hands. Can Aaden use his natural abilities and skills to defeat the enemy or is the fate of humanity doomed?

 

I really loved this unique science fiction book. Who knew that lightning could “awaken” alien powers? Aaden and his friends are portrayed realistically yet in modern times. I loved the extraterrestrial dynamics and politics which added to the believability of the plot. Filled with all kinds of action, dramatic tension and meaningful messages, this is a fantastic read! While I found the environmental sub-plot a tad heavy-handed, it made sense considering the rest of the story.

 

I highly recommend this book to ages 12 and up for complexity of the English language as well as situations. Both teens and adults will enjoy this clean science fiction adventure.

 

Favorite Character: Aaden. He’s such a delightful character to read. His witty nature and honest inner thoughts make him come alive off the page. I enjoyed the way he dealt with his school rival (not quite a bully but close). Someone who anyone can relate to and a joy to read.

 

Favorite Quote: “There’s power in numbers,” said Adam. “The more people with the same positive thought, the more powerful the effect.”

 

My Rating:  4.5 stars

 

Buy it now:

Amazon US https://www.amazon.com/Aaden-BlueStar-Awakening-Book-ebook/dp/B00RIMSS6G

Goodreads https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/32141790-aaden-bluestar

 

Author Biography:

Born on the same day and month as Mark Twain, this Sagittarius has always been the explorer, not only in world travel pursuits but also alternative fringe subjects.

 

Having climbed the Great Pyramid of Cheops (and getting arrested doing so), some of his other world experiences included riding camels in the Sahara Desert, white-water rafting at the top of the Ganges river, fire walking on a weekend retreat, hot air ballooning in the Cappadocia Region in Turkey and visiting ashrams in Northern India. Much of David’s overseas travel has been fueled by his keen interest in metaphysical subjects. In his earlier years he witnessed, along with three other people, a sighting of a UFO mother ship and four smaller craft, and that was the catalyst for him to research that subject, also in connection with established world viewpoints and how ancient prophecies might hold the clue to our past and future. Having had close friends and relatives affected by ill health, David’s writing incorporates a wide variety of subjects, from natural healing techniques and alternative living guidelines through to fictional works for both young and older readers, his writing influenced by the rich tapestry of life experiences.

 

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Amazon Author Page https://www.amazon.com/-/e/B001KDZKOM

 

Reviewed by: Mrs. N

The Destiny Series by @Hywela_Lyn Blends #ScienceFiction and #Romance! #RONA #TWRP


THE DESTINY SERIES – Each book is a complete ‘standalone’ novel

 

Starquest

 

Title   STARQUEST (Volume1 in the Destiny Trilogy)

Author   Hywela Lyn

Genre   S.F./Romance

Publisher The Wild  Rose Press

 

Book Blurb 

When Jestine Darnell is rescued from her sabotaged starship by the crew of the Destiny her only objective is to complete her mission and keep her promise to save a world from slavery. Love is the last thing on her mind. However, she has not counted on losing her heart to Kerry Marchant the ship’s second in command, who makes his distrust of her painfully obvious, despite the chemistry between them. The completion of her mission has consequences that neither of them could have foreseen.

 

Enter Dahll Tarron, who becomes involved in a long and dangerous quest to find the Destiny. Fates become intertwined, perils shared, culminating in the realization that sometimes love may be so close that there is a danger it will not be recognized until it is too late…

 

Excerpt

Dahll Tarron, the owner of the Quest, the ship Jess has chartered to find the starship Destiny  has been badly wounded on planet they have been lured to by a false distress signal. They are some distance from the ship and they have to make camp for the night. Jess keeps watch.

 

“Dahll, are you in pain? Shall I give you something for it?”

 

“No, just stay…with…me.” I seated myself beside him, cradling his head in my lap. He looked so pale and vulnerable. I felt he must, in reality, be older than he looked. He certainly had more than his fair share of strength and courage and determination. “It’s going to be all right,” I said softly. “Try to get some rest.”

 

I loosened the fastenings of my long cloak and arranged it so it covered us both. After a while, he grew still, and I sensed he was sleeping again. I tried not to move for fear of disturbing him.

 

I began to grow very tired. It was a few hours before dawn, and I’d had no sleep since the previous evening. I slowly eased my aching limbs into a more comfortable position. As I did so, my eyes caught a flicker of light moving toward the entrance of the shelter.

 

I stiffened, suddenly alert again. Tiny, glowing tongues of flame danced in the darkness, writhing and twisting around themselves like miniature whirlpools of living fire.

 

At first, I thought it was a trick of my eyes, caused by fatigue. After a while I decided it was just marsh gas, but as I watched I became aware that the ‘flames’ were orderly. They moved in groups of threes and fours, gliding in straight lines and then circling to retrace their steps in what seemed to be a methodical fashion, as no Will o’ the Wisp ever did. I began to feel I was in the presence of something malevolent…evil.

 

Then I heard the voices. Strange, unearthly voices, which had nothing to do with flesh and blood.

 

“Take the male,” they hissed, “while he yet lives. Before the life-force within him dies and is of no use to us.”

 

“Wait. The female is stronger,” came another voice. “Stay until she sleeps. Then will be our chance, and we can take them both.”

 

I reached for my blaster, by now fully charged, and fired a steady beam in the direction of the ‘flames.’ When I laid down the gun there was nothing, only the darkness.

 

Had the voices been in my imagination, or was it a dream? But I knew I had not slept. Trying to recall the experience, as I record this, I realise they did not speak in words at all. Yet I had understood, like that time on Niflheim, with Gullin.

 

I’ve always loved the night, the beauty of the darkened, star-filled skies. Here, however, on this forsaken and perilous planet, it is menacing, with the sense of something lurking, lying in wait.

 

Much as I dislike the idea, I have resorted to using a Phidian stimulant to stay awake. For Dahll’s sake as well as my own, I can’t allow myself to sleep until we’re once more on board the Quest.

 

Buy Links

Amazon US –  https://www.amazon.com/Starquest-Destiny-Trilogy-Book-1-ebook/dp/B001GS77RO/

Amazon UK – https://www.amazon.co.uk/Starquest-Destiny-Trilogy-Book-1-ebook/dp/B001GS77RO/

The Wild Rose Press – http://catalog.thewildrosepress.com/all-titles/2177-starquest.html

 

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Title   CHILDREN OF THE MIST (Volume 2 in the Destiny Trilogy)

Author   Hywela Lyn

Genre   S.F./Romance

Publisher The Wild Rose Press

 

Book Blurb

 

Two minds united against a common foe. Two hearts afraid to show their love:

Long ago Tamarith fell in love with a man she can never have, and is convinced she will never love another. However, she cannot help but be intrigued by a handsome stranger whose psychic powers exceed even her own.

 

Vidarh seeks only to find his true purpose in life and to win the regard of his father, who eschews his son’s psychic abilities. Thrown together by a common threat to their planet, then torn apart by an evil greater than any they could have imagined, can Vidarh save the lovely Nifl woman who has captivated him, before it is too late?

 

Will Tamarith and Vidarh overcome the deadly enemy who threatens to destroy all they know and love? Will they find the happiness they both seek? Or are they fated to live their lives alone?

 

Excerpt

She kept climbing, losing all track of time.

 

She stopped to rest. She’d had little sleep and not bothered to eat before she left the camp, and hunger and exhaustion took their toll. All at once she sniffed the air. Clouds of bitter-smelling smoke drifted in a haze above her. She turned her head to one side and concentrated on climbing as swiftly as she could without losing her footing.

 

It was almost a shock when at last she reached the rim. She eased herself onto the icy ground, and sat for a few moments to catch her breath. Smoke hung in the air and it was obvious there had recently been a fight with power weapons.

 

Vidarh! Vidarh, are you here?

 

No answer. Nothing but silence. Abandoning caution, she adjusted her flare to full beam and swung around, stretching her arm and illuminating the ground before her. Suddenly she stood rigid. Over to her right, a large black mound, obviously the Salmaran, or what was left of her, lay inert and lifeless, face downward.

 

She looked all around, flashing the light on her wrist, straining her eyes for some sign of Vidarh, while calling to him in her mind. She walked away from the Salmaran woman’s body, and at last spotted Vidarh lying a considerable distance away.

 

His arms were flung out away from his sides, his fingers clenched around the butt of his blaster, his garments half covered in snow. She could detect no life-signs.

 

She ran toward him. Tears spilled down her cheeks and it seemed as if her heart would break.

 

 

Buy Links

Amazon US –  https://www.amazon.com/Children-Mist-Destiny-Trilogy-Book-ebook/dp/B002HMC7VE

Amazon UK – https://www.amazon.co.uk/Children-Mist-Destiny-Trilogy-Book-ebook/dp/B002HMC7VE

The Wild Rose Press http://catalog.thewildrosepress.com/all-titles/2350-children-of-the-mist.html

 

Beloved Enemy

 

Title  BELOVED ENEMY– Volume 3 of The Destiny Trilogy

Shortlisted for the 2017 Romance Novelists Association RoNA Award

Author   Hywela Lyn

Genre   S.F./Romance

Publisher The Wild  Rose Press

 

Book Blurb

Cat Kincaid is obsessed with killing the man she believes is responsible for the torture and death of her sister, but when she eventually catches up with him, survival becomes a greater priority than revenge.

Kerry Marchant, haunted by memories, regret, and self-blame, shields himself from the pain of the past by committing himself totally to the starship, Destiny, of which he is part owner. However, the beautiful, red-haired woman who reminds him of his lost love, and who he suspects is working for a corrupt regime, represents a possible threat not only to the ship, but to his heart.

Marooned on an inhospitable planet, they need to work together to stay alive, fighting not only unknown assailants, but their growing attraction. But how can they learn to trust each other when he has vowed never to get close to a woman again, and she made a solemn pledge to destroy him?

 

EXCERPT

“Wha-at?” Cat flung herself sideways. Her feet slid from under her as something long and black wrapped itself round her leg, writhing and tightening its coils. She hit the ground hard, rolling over to her shoulder, almost deafened by the sound of Kerry’s blaster. The water sprayed up from the river and her throat burned with the acrid smell of blaster emissions and burning flesh. Gravel and pebbles dug into her skin through the fabric of her clothing, as something dragged her toward the edge of the bank. She bit back a cry of horror as she glanced over her shoulder at the thing twining itself around her leg. An icy fear went through her. Snakes—the only creatures she really feared. She aimed her pistol and then realized it was not a serpent that dragged her toward the river, but a long, rubbery tentacle fastened around the tough material of her leggings and boot.

 

Before she could activate the weapon, Kerry let off another barrage of plasma bolts into the river. He leapt toward her and ripped the severed tentacle from her leg. It flapped around on the wet grass. She scrambled to her knees, still slightly winded, and fired at the hideous thing. The foliage around it flared briefly with an eerie green flame, and the tentacle shrivelled into a slimy black mass, emitting a pungent odour and causing her to gag.

 

“It seems I was mistaken about the creature being dead.” Kerry prodded the smouldering mass with his boot and looked across over the water. “It is now.” He leaned down and grasped her wrist to haul her to her feet. “Are you hurt?”

 

“No, I don’t think so.” Her shoulder was sore and probably bruised but she’d live.

 

She tried to control her shivering. The incident affected her more than she wanted to admit. Kerry’s proximity—naked to the waist, his lithe body shining from the water droplets that still clung to his skin, and his legs swathed in tight black leather—did nothing to help. The last thing she wanted was for him to realize how scared she’d been when she thought a snake attacked her.

 

“Thanks. That was close. It would have been a bit ironic if I’d been killed by the same creature I saved you from.”

 

She realized he still grasped her wrist. She tried to move away, but he pulled her back, obliging her to turn to him.

 

“You’re trembling.”

 

“I’m fine.”

 

“No,” he said. “You’re not.” He pulled her closer and his eyes softened, his gaze holding her mesmerized. She opened her mouth to try to speak, but in the same instant, he put his hand under her chin and his lips closed over hers.

 

For a brief moment, she tried to resist but found herself drawn into his kiss as he deepened it, his hand brushing lightly through her hair. For a long moment, time seemed to stand still, and nothing mattered except his lips burning on hers. His tongue teased her own, demanding and insistent, his lips incredibly sensuous, firm, caressing. Through the thin material of her shirt, Cat felt the warmth of his bare chest pressed hard against her breasts. The cold metal of the capsule he obviously did not take off, even to bathe, dug into her skin, but the slight discomfort was nothing compared to the turmoil in her mind.

 

Without any conscious action on her part, her arms slipped around his neck. She traced the damp skin of his shoulders with her fingers and felt the ridges of old scars on his back. Her heart pounded uncomfortably in her chest, and her blood coursed like liquid fire through her veins.

 

Buy Links

Amazon U.S. – https://www.amazon.com/Beloved-Enemy-Destiny-Trilogy-Book-ebook/dp/B01BBCBYCS

Amazon UK – https://www.amazon.co.uk/Beloved-Enemy-Destiny-Trilogy-Book-ebook/dp/B01BBCBYCS

The Wild Rose Press – http://catalog.thewildrosepress.com/all-titles/3770-beloved-enemy.html

 

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Author Biography

Hywela Lyn lives in a small English village with her husband Dave, although she was born in rural Wales where she spent her childhood and most of her adult life. The rugged Welsh landscapes inspired much of her writing.

 

She is published by The Wild Rose Press and and her latest novel is Beloved Enemy, the third of a Science Fiction Romance Trilogy The Destiny Trilogy. 

 

Although most her writing tends to be futuristic, the worlds she creates are usually untainted by crowded cities and technology, embracing the beauty and wildness of nature. Her characters often have to fight the elements and the terrain itself. Her heroes are strong and courageous, but chivalrous and honourable – and of course, handsome and hunky. Her heroines are also strong and courageous, but still retain their femininity! However difficult the journey, love will always win in the end. She is a member of The Romantic Novelists’ Association (UK) and Chiltern Writers, her local writing group.

 

A keen animal lover, she has two horses, a ‘feral’ stable cat, and a rescued terrier, who manages to twist her round his little paw. When she is not writing, she can usually be found enjoying the outdoors with the horses and dog, reading – or just eating chocolate!

 

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Website: http://www.hywelalyn.co.uk

Blog: http://www.hywelalyn.blogspot.com

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/HywelaLyn

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Twitter: https://twitter.com/Hywela_Lyn

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Modified: Lunar Medical Book 1 by Amy J. Hamilton @WriteNaughty #EroticSciFi #SciFi #books


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Title: Modified: Lunar Medical Book 1

Author: Amy J Hamilton

Genre: Erotic Sci Fi

 

Blurb:

Dayton Bracknell, Clueless Guy in Charge, is reluctantly heading up the Alliance’s unfinished medical facility on a moon. Although away from impending war and a virus on the planet, Day is thoroughly not enjoying the responsibility thrust upon him. The scientists are genetically modifying humans into super soldiers. As you do. But that’s OK, he knows how to tweak vending machine settings-it’s pretty much the same thing, surely?

The next intake of volunteers and prisoners are due to arrive for their modifications. Because putting weapons into the hands of convicts is clearly a splendid idea. Not only do the team have to deal with the sudden lack of comms to the planet, there’s the curious side effect of outstanding libido in the successful Candidates. They may rival Day’s own appetites. Unlikely, he thinks, but still possible.

Questions remain-can he keep it together, contain the first unsuccessful set of candidates that have gone rogue, get new soldiers back to the planet and find someone to sleep with?

Modified is a work of erotic fiction and as such contains explicit sexual content with body parts and everything.


Excerpt:

Dayton sat at the technological monstrosity that was his desk. His personal torture of the moment was a private message he’d received from the planet a few days ago. There was an accompanying dull ache in the centre of his chest. He rubbed at it with his hand as if that would help. He swallowed at the lump in his throat. That didn’t help either. For his own peace of mind, he ceased watching the message and forced himself into denial. Procrastination was becoming his hobby of choice. He rubbed his itchy palms against his trouser legs.

Isolated on a structure dug into a moon, Day had a vague idea of the political state of the planet, Enceffia below. Above, below, wherever the hell it was. Despite everything associated with moon living he was safer where he was rather than back on the ground. He tried to push visions of the planet’s virus outbreak and bombings further from his mind. And the endless talk of war. As if the last war wasn’t bad enough.

He muttered incoherently to himself, well aware that this other stress induced habit was escalating. He visualized extremists bombing similar Enceffia based facilities. The human experiments that were being performed on so called volunteers were big global news.

“And now we’re getting the bloody prisoners” he said. The communication had confirmed that they were going through with what Day considered to be the most ill-advised venture yet. Send convicted murderers to the moon to be “treated” in return for reduced sentences. Because that’s going to end well.

He hit replay on an earlier news loop.

“A medical facility in the capital where human experiments took place has been partially destroyed by a bomb in the early hours of this morning. Widely seen as the way forward in developing a vaccine against the DH strains of the so-called Four Horsemen virus, the vaccine was incorporated into genetic enhancements administered to the subjects in the facility. The number of casualties is expected to be high; the bomb hit the habitation area of the facility.” Behind the ever handsome Duncan was pictorial evidence of the carnage.

“The human experiments are taking place at a time where both global agreement and opposition exists. Due to the growing unrest some of the experiments have since been moved to an incomplete moon facility Lunar Medical 1.”

“That’s us” Day muttered. As soon as life support was viable on the moon, the facility it had seen occupation.

“Take care down there Dunc” Day switched off the mid-air screen with the flick of his wrist. He snorted with surprise when the action worked.

 

Buy Links:

Amazon UK https://www.amazon.co.uk/Modified-Lunar-Medical-Book-1-ebook/dp/B01G0SW9ZY/

Amazon US https://www.amazon.com/Modified-Lunar-Medical-Book-1-ebook/dp/B01G0SW9ZY/

 

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Author Biography:

Amy J Hamilton feels around 450 years old and is probably mostly sane. When she is not inhabiting her own weird world she lives in the not so tropical SE of England. Amy or AJ to absolutely no-one runs her own tiny ickle business (that’s little for those that don’t speak weird.) Her husband and two kids seem to tolerate her fairly well. The family has a selection of small non humans in enclosures in the house that Amy speaks to on a daily basis. So far they have yet to communicate with her. Except for the bearded dragon, those conversations are legendary.

 

Author Page on Amazon

https://www.amazon.co.uk/Amy-J-Hamilton/e/B01N0ZHDEC/ref=ntt_dp_epwbk_0

 

Blog

http://barkingmaddj.blogspot.co.uk/

 

Goodreads

https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/15275986.Amy_J_Hamilton

 

Twitter

https://twitter.com/WriteNaughty

 

“Quirky, profane, disturbing…” Rarity from the Hollow by @roberteggleton1 #books #scifi


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Title: Rarity from the Hollow

Author: Robert Eggleton

Genre: Adult Social Science Fiction

Publisher: Dog Horn Publishing

 

Book Blurb:

Lacy Dawn’s father relives the Gulf War, her mother’s teeth are rotting out, and her best friend is murdered by the meanest daddy on Earth. Life in the hollow is hard. She has one advantage — an android was inserted into her life and is working with her to cure her parents. But, he wants something in exchange. It’s up to her to save the Universe. Lacy Dawn doesn’t mind saving the universe, but her family and friends come first.

 

Rarity from the Hollow is adult literary science fiction filled with tragedy, comedy and satire.

 

“The most enjoyable science fiction novel I have read in years.”

Temple Emmet Williams, Author, former editor for Reader’s Digest

 

 

“Quirky, profane, disturbing… In the space between a few lines we go from hardscrabble realism to pure sci-fi/fantasy. It’s quite a trip.”

  • Evelyn Somers, The Missouri Review

 

. “…a hillbilly version of Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy…what I would have thought impossible; taken serious subjects like poverty, ignorance, abuse…tongue-in-cheek humor without trivializing them…profound…a funny book that most sci-fi fans will thoroughly enjoy.” — Awesome Indies (Gold Medal)

 

“…sneaks up you and, before you know it, you are either laughing like crazy or crying in despair, but the one thing you won’t be is unmoved…a brilliant writer.” —Readers’ Favorite (Gold Medal)

 

“Rarity from the Hollow is an original and interesting story of a backwoods girl who saves the Universe in her fashion. Not for the prudish.” —Piers Anthony, New York Times bestselling author

 

“…Good satire is hard to find and science fiction satire is even harder to find.” — The Baryon Review

 

Excerpt:

Chapter 13, “Mom I’d Like to Introduce You to My Fiancé”

Scene Prologue: At this point in the story, Lacy Dawn, the protagonist, is twelve years old. An android named DotCom (his name is a recurring pun throughout the novel) installed a port in her upper spine and has directly downloaded data into her brain for the last several years. His ship is hidden in a cave in the Woods behind the family’s house in the hollow. DotCom was sent to Earth to train and recruit Lacy Dawn to save the universe from an imminent threat, but was recalled due to slow performance. In this scene, DotCom has returned to Earth and Jenny, the mother, meets him for the first time.

 

*****

 

…..… Jenny (the mother) walked up the hill to Roundabend. She called Lacy Dawn’s name every few yards. Her muddy tennis shoes slipped and slid.

I hear her voice. Why won’t she answer me? 

“Sounds like she’s talking to someone,” Jenny said to the Woods.

Nobody responded. The trees weren’t supposed to since Jenny was no longer a child. Her former best friends had made no long-term commitment beyond childhood victimization. They had not agreed to help her deal with domestic violence in adulthood. She hugged the closest tree.

I will always love you guys. 

Jenny quickened her pace, stopped, and listened for human voices. A few yards later, she stopped again.

Now it sounds like she’s behind me instead of in front. 

Jenny looked to the left of the path.

There ain’t no cave Roundabend, but there it is. 

She walked toward the entrance. The voices grew louder and she looked inside. Lacy Dawn sat on a bright orange recliner. Tears streamed down her face.  Jenny ran to her daughter through a cave that didn’t exit and into a blue light that did.

“All right, you mother f**ker!”

“Mom!” Lacy Dawn yelled. “You didn’t say, ‘It’s me’ like you’re supposed to (a traditional announcement mentioned earlier in the story).”

DotCom (the android) sat naked in a lotus position on the floor in front of the recliner.  Jenny covered Lacy Dawn with her body and glared at him.

“Grrrrr,” emanated from Jenny.  It was a sound similar to the one that Brownie (Lacy Dawn’s dog) made the entire time the food stamp woman was at their house.  It was a sound that filled the atmosphere with hate.  No one moved.  The spaceship’s door slid shut.

“Mommmmmy, I can’t breathe. Get up.”

“You make one move you sonofabitch and I’ll tear your heart out,” Jenny repositioned to take her weight off Lacy Dawn.

Stay between them.

“Mommy, he’s my friend. More than my friend, we’re going to get married when I’m old enough — like when I turn fourteen. He’s my boyfriend — what you call it — my fiancé.”

“You been messin’ with my little girl you pervert!” Jenny readied to pounce.

“MOM!  Take a chill pill! He ain’t been messing with me. He’s a good person, or whatever. Anyway, he’s not a pervert. You need to just calm down and get off me.”

Jenny stood up. DotCom stood up. Jenny’s jaw dropped.

He ain’t got no private parts, not even a little bump.   

“DotCom, I’d like to introduce you to my mommy, Mrs. Jenny Hickman. Mommy, I’d like to introduce you to my fiancé, DotCom.”

Jenny sat down on the recliner. Her face was less than a foot from DotCom’s crotch and she stared straight at it. It was smooth, hairless, and odor free.

“Mrs. Hickman, I apologize for any inconvenience that this misunderstanding has caused. It is very nice to meet you after having heard so much. You arrived earlier than expected. I did not have time to properly prepare and receive. Again, I apologize.”

I will need much more training if I’m ever assigned to a more formal setting than a cave, such as to the United Nations.

“Come on, Mommy. Give him a hug or something.”

Jenny’s left eye twitched.

DotCom put on clothing that Lacy Dawn had bought him at Goodwill. It hung a little loose until he modified his body. Lacy Dawn hugged her mother…

…(scene of Dwayne, the father, overheard by those in the spaceship while talking to himself)… “Besides, the transmitter was part of Daddy’s treatment. There’re a lot of other things that he did to help fix Daddy. DotCom is like a doctor. You can see that Daddy has gotten better every day. And no, there ain’t no transmitter in you. DotCom figured you out like a good doctor and the only things wrong are a lack of opportunity and rotten teeth that poison your body. You don’t need no transmitter. He just gave you a few shots of ego boost. I don’t know what medicine that is, but I trust him. You ain’t complained since the shots started — not even with an upset stomach.”

“He’s a doctor?” Jenny asked.

“What’s your problem anyway?” Lacy Dawn asked. “I know.  You’re prejudiced. You told me that people have much more in common than they do that’s different — even if someone is a different color or religion, or from a different state than us. You told me to try to become friends because sometimes that person may need a good friend. Now, here you are acting like a butt hole about my boyfriend. You’re prejudiced because he’s different than us.”

“Honey, he’s not even a person – that’s about as different as a boyfriend can get,” Jenny said.

“So?”

Mommy’s right. Maybe I need a different argument.

            A fast clicking sound, a blur of motion, and a familiar smell assaulted them.

“What’s that?” Jenny asked.

She moved to protect her daughter from whatever threat loomed. Brownie, who had been granted 27 / 7 access to the ship, bounded over the orange recliner, knocked DotCom to the floor, licked DotCom’s face, and rubbed his head on Jenny’s leg. He then jumped onto the recliner and lay down. His tail wagged throughout. Jenny sat down on the recliner beside Brownie and looked at Lacy Dawn.

“But, you were crying when I first came in. That thing was hurting you.” Jenny shook her finger at DotCom to emphasize a different argument against him.

“Mommy, I’m so happy that I couldn’t help but cry. My man just came home from an out-of-state job. I didn’t talk to him for a whole year. Before he left, he told me that he wasn’t even sure if he’d be able to come home. I still don’t know what happened while he was gone. We ain’t had no chance to talk. All I know is that he’s home and I’m sooooo happy.”

“Your man came home from an out-of-state job?” Jenny patted Brownie on his head, some more and some more….

It’s unusual for a man to promise to come back home and ever be seen again. Brownie likes him and that’s a good sign. Maybe she’s right about him helping Dwayne. Something sure did and it wasn’t me. It is a nice living room. They’ve been together for a while and I ain’t seen a mark on her. That’s unusual too. He ain’t got no private parts and that’s another good thing. Hell, if I get in the middle, she’d just run off with him anyway. Id better play it smart. I don’t want to lose my baby.

“What about his stupid name?” Jenny asked.

“I’ve got a stupid name, too. All the kids at school call me hick because my last name is Hickman.”

“My name was given to me by my manager a very long time ago. It represents a respected tradition — the persistent marketing of that which is not necessarily the most needed. I spam…,” DotCom said.

They both glared at him.

“Dwayne is sure to be home. I don’t want him to worry. Let’s go,” Jenny said.

“Okay, Mommy.”

“I love you, DotCom,” Lacy Dawn stepped out the ship’s door, which had slid open. Brownie and Jenny were right behind her.

“I love you too,” DotCom said.

Lacy Dawn and Jenny held hands and walked down the path toward home. The trees didn’t smile — at least not so Jenny would notice. On the other hand, no living thing obstructed, intruded, or interfered with the rite.

Jenny sang to the Woods, “My little girl’s going to marry a doctor when she grows up, marry a doctor when she grows up, when she grows up.  My little girl’s going to marry a doctor when she grows up, marry a doctor when she grows up, when she grows up….”

 

Buy Links:

Lulu http://www.lulu.com/shop/robert-eggleton/rarity-from-the-hollow/paperback/product-22910478.html

Amazon http://www.amazon.com/Rarity-Hollow-Robert-Eggleton-ebook/dp/B017REIA44

Publisher http://www.doghornpublishing.com/wordpress/books/rarity-from-the-hollow 

 

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Author Biography:

Robert Eggleton has served as a children’s advocate in an impoverished state for over forty years. He is best known for his investigative reports about children’s programs, most of which were published by the West Virginia Supreme Court where he worked from 1982 through 1997, and which also included publication of models of serving disadvantaged and homeless children in the community instead of in large institutions, research into foster care drift involving children bouncing from one home to the next — never finding a permanent loving family, and statistical reports on the occurrence and correlates of child abuse and delinquency.

 

Today, he is a recently retired children’s psychotherapist from the mental health center in Charleston, West Virginia, where he specialized in helping victims cope with and overcome physical and sexual abuse, and other mental health concerns. Rarity from the Hollow is his debut novel. Its release followed publication of three short Lacy Dawn Adventures in magazines: Wingspan Quarterly, Beyond Centauri, and Atomjack Science Fiction.

The second edition of Rarity from the Hollow was released on November 3, 2016. Author proceeds have been donated to a child abuse prevention program operated by Children’s Home Society of West Virginia. http://www.childhswv.org/ Robert continues to write fiction with new adventures based on a protagonist that is a composite character of children that he met when delivering group therapy services. The overall theme of his stories remains victimization to empowerment.

 

Social Media Links:

Website http://www.lacydawnadventures.com

Goodreads https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/32993259-rarity-from-the-hollow

Facebook https://www.facebook.com/Lacy-Dawn-Adventures-573354432693864/

Twitter https://twitter.com/roberteggleton1

Google+ https://plus.google.com/b/108662084126982201049/108662084126982201049/posts

LinkedIn https://www.linkedin.com/in/robert-eggleton-909b154b?trk=nav_responsive_tab_profile_pic

Beloved Enemy by @Hywela_Lyn is Fantastic! #bookreview #SFR #TWRP


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Title: Beloved Enemy

Author: Hywela Lyn

Genre: Science Fiction/Adventure/Romance

Publisher: The Wild Rose Press

 

Blurb:

Cat O’Brien is obsessed with killing the man she believes is responsible for the torture and death of her half-sister, but when she eventually catches up with him, survival becomes a greater priority than revenge.

Kerry Marchant, haunted by memories, regret and self-blame, shields himself from the pain of the past by committing himself totally to the starship, Destiny, of which he is part owner. He will do anything to protect her and her crew. However, the beautiful, red haired woman who reminds him of his lost love, and who he suspects is working for a corrupt regime, represents a possible threat not only to the ship, but to his heart.

Marooned on an inhospitable planet, which seems to defy natural laws, the two are forced to work together to stay alive, fighting not only unknown assailants, but their growing attraction to each other. How can they learn to trust each other when he has vowed never to get close to a woman again and she has made a solemn pledge to destroy him?

 

My Review:

This book was an amazingly enjoyable read!  I had no idea that this was the third book of a series.  This was a fantastic stand alone that can be read without having read the first two of the series. I was immediately drawn to Cat (and Shifter) and Kerry.  The characters were so well written that the reader quickly developed a feeling for them.  I loved the twists and turns as they existed on the planet.  A fan of sci fi will just love this book.

 

I found myself lost a bit with the quick scene changes that were hard to understand, at first.  When the big surprise hit and there was a larger presence involved, I was struck by how quickly I found myself looking for Captain Picard and Q.  I am a HUGE fan of that series so this worked for me on many levels.

The action was fast paced and exciting, the growing yet begrudged feelings between Cat and Kerry was really well written.  This is a page turner and hard to put down.  The superb ending was just the icing on the cake and I would love to read the first two and cannot wait to read the 4th installment.  Super highly recommend this book to every fan of science fiction!

 

 

My Rating:  4.5 stars * -.5 for just the hint of loss of originality in places *

 

Buy it now:

Amazon US: https://www.amazon.com/Beloved-Enemy-Hywela-Lyn/dp/1509205349/

Amazon UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/Beloved-Enemy-Hywela-Lyn/dp/1509205349/

Kobo: https://store.kobobooks.com/en-us/ebook/beloved-enemy-21

Barnes & Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/beloved-enemy-hywela-lyn/1123368339?ean=2940157711405

Publisher: http://catalog.thewildrosepress.com/all-titles/3770-beloved-enemy.html

 

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Author Biography:

Hywela Lyn lives in a small village in England, with her long-suffering husband Dave, although her heart remains in her native rural Wales, which inspired much of her writing.

Although most her writing tends to be futuristic, the worlds she creates are usually untainted by crowded cities and technology, embracing the beauty and wildness of nature. Her  debut novel, a Science Fiction/Adventure romance released by the Wild Rose Press, was followed by a sequel ‘Children Of The Mist’.  A third novel ‘Beloved Enemy’, released in March 2016 continues what has now become a series known as ‘The Destiny Trilogy’.

A keen animal lover, she has two horses, a ‘feral’ stable cat, and a rescued terrier, who manages to twist her round his little paw.  When she is not writing, she can usually be found enjoying the outdoors with the horses and dog – or just  eating chocolate!

She is a member of The Romantic Novelists’ Association (UK) and Chiltern Writers, her local writing group.

 

Social Media Links:

Website: http://www.hywelalyn.com/beloved-enemy

Blog: http://www.hywelalyn.co.uk

Facebook Profile: https://www.facebook.com/HywelaLyn

Facebook Author Page: https://www.facebook.com/HywelaLynAuthor/?pnref=lhc

Twitter https://twitter.com/Hywela_Lyn?lang=en

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/29357947-beloved-enemy?ac=1&from_search=true

 

Reviewed by: Mr. N

New Megiddo Rising: An ‘Apostates’ Novella by @lars_teeney #bookreview #TuesdayBookBlog


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Title: New Megiddo Rising: An ‘Apostates’ Novella

Author: Lars Teeney

Genre: Dystopian, Science Fiction

 

Book Blurb:

At the Dawn of the Texas Republic declaring independence from Mexico, New Megiddo was born. Created by a death cult led by the Reverend Brigham Wainwright, who actively worked to flood the empty, barren land with his American followers; undermining his Mexican overlords.

 

Fast-forward several centuries and America has become New Megiddo, a theocracy run by the Schrubb Administration, where order is kept using the technology of the [Virtue-Net] to feed the Reverend Wilhelm Wainwright’s sermons to the minds of the people. In the slums, the humble beginnings of an insurgency of Apostates take shape. The cruel and clueless policies of the Church of New Megiddo and the ruling Regime push the disenfranchised masses one step closer to all-out rebellion.

 

My Review:

This is a book for someone who wants to be transported to a different world…that all the while eerily reminds the reader of current day.  The ‘America’ in this book is craftily created by the author to set the stage for the multifaceted society that exists.  Several of the characters are intriguing and a reader can be caught up in those characters quickly which shows a skill that is hard to find in many of the books today.  The promise that comes from this prequel novella whets the appetite of the reader and leaves one wanting to read the next part of the story.

 

For me, the necessary detailing of the ruling society drags on and on.  I quickly developed a detestation for the scum who run the ‘church’ society.  I was offended by the leader of the girl’s home who preys on the children he is supposed to be molding.  That pervert needs a good axe in the head.

 

I was bothered by the detail of Ayane being bullied and brutalized by her ‘school mates’ but then, instead of detail of her murdering the ringleader, it was a fade to black and return.  I would prefer less bullying detail and more detail of the bully being brutally murdered.  That is just me.  I absolutely loved the rebels attack on the deacon caravan in LA.  That was the best writing I saw in the novella and re-read it several times.  That alone makes me want to read book two.

 

My Rating:  4 stars

 

Buy it now:

Amazon https://www.amazon.com/New-Megiddo-Rising-Apostates-Novella-ebook/dp/B015DS2FN8

Goodreads https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/26532358-new-megiddo-rising

 

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Author Biography:

Lars Teeney was born in Montana. After going to an art school in San Francisco, racking up insane student loans and working for years as a freelance designer for the start-up culture, he became burnt out. He abandoned the Bay Area for the Pacific North-west, where he could hike and bike to my heart’s content. He has worked for a variety of technology companies and has a keen passion for politics, history, science and art.

 

Social Media Links:

Website http://larsteeney.tumblr.com/

Twitter @lars_teeney

Facebook https://www.facebook.com/larsteeney/

 

Reviewed by: Mr. N

Death is only the beginning of the adventure — The IX by @WestonAndrew #books #scifi


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Title: The IX

Author: Andrew P. Weston

Genre: Science Fiction

Publisher: Perseid Press

 

Book Blurb:

Roman legionaries, far from home, lost in the mists of Caledonia.

 
A US cavalry company, engaged on a special mission, vital to the peace treaty proposed by Presidential candidate Abraham Lincoln.

 
A twenty-first century Special Forces unit, desperate to prevent a nuclear catastrophe.

 
From vastly different backgrounds, these soldiers are united when they are snatched away from Earth at the moment of their passing. Thinking they may have been granted a reprieve, imagine their horror when they discover they have been transported to a failing planet on the far side of the galaxy, where they are given a simple ultimatum. Fight or die. Against all odds, this group of misfits manages to turn the tide against a relentless foe, only to discover the true cost of victory might exact a price they are unwilling to pay.

 
How far would you be willing to go to stay alive?

 
The IX.

 
Sometimes, death is only the beginning of the adventure.

 

 

 

Excerpt:

The domed Hall of Remembrance was vast. Despite its size, the chamber had been cunningly designed to amplify sound. Doctor Ayria Solram’s steps rang out clearly as she walked toward a huge cenotaph-like structure that had been constructed in the exact center of the room, opposite a set of massive windows. Clicking off into the furthest reaches of the auditorium, her footfalls echoed twice about the room before fading.

 

Over fifty pairs of eyes followed her closely. That wasn’t surprising. At forty years of age, Ayria cut an imposing figure. Standing well over six feet tall, she matched the stature of most of the men now staring at her in wide-eyed admiration. Ayria wore her waist length, midnight blue hair in a no-nonsense braid which didn’t hide the fact that her mane was glorious. Curling over her shoulder and across her torso like a well-fed python, it captured attention whenever she moved.

 

Her smooth, softly tanned skin and dark eyes were in stark contrast to the sterile white lab coat she wore. Nevertheless, the overall effect was striking.

 

Indicating the monument with a sweep of her arms, she said, “Now, this should be of particular interest to you. This is called the Reverence.”

 

All faces turned to study the twenty-foot high monolith. Fashioned from a richly veined slab of rock, it appeared to be seamless, and resonated gently from all four sides with a softly pulsing, blue phosphorescence. The top of the structure was formed into a trapezoid, upon which rested a glowing sphere.

 

Aryia pointed to it. “The light you see is not just a power source. It’s also an indicator, intimately linked to the life energies of every living soul currently residing on Arden. Your esoteric signatures were added shortly after you arrived here, and as you can see, the device is glowing with a gentle aquamarine radiance.”

 

Gesturing around the outer edge of the hall, she drew the crowd’s attention to a number of astonishing bas-reliefs which had been cut directly into the fabric of the wall. Stretching from floor to ceiling, each was of a similar size and gave the impression that the open leaves of a gigantic tome had been superimposed onto the rock.

 

A small dais had been erected before each frieze, upon which an artifact or plaque had been positioned, highlighted by a softly humming radiance.

 

“Are those the names of refugees I can see on the pages?” Marcus Brutus asked, astonished by the sheer volume of people who had been taken from their homes.

 

“I’m afraid not,” Ayria replied. “While it is true that the Architect has relocated literally thousands of us over the years, the lists you see here represent our dear brothers and sisters who have fallen to the Horde.”

 

A palpable shock ran through the entire group.

 

“Are you serious?” spluttered James Houston. “But there are . . . thousands. How many names are up there, lady?”

 

“Just Ayria, please. Or Doctor. In answer to your question, the sacrifice of over twenty-one thousand souls has been recorded here. When someone dies, the Reverence registers the missing life force and turns red for an entire day. It also burns their name into a corresponding page.”

 

“Holy God!” Houston  turned to stare at a young cavalry officer standing next to him. Addressing him, Houston whispered, “We’ve got to stick together, Wilson. Just you and me. Watch each other’s backs.”

 

Some of the other men standing close by glared at the pair in disdain.

 

“If I may ask a question, Ayria?” Marcus interjected. “How is it that I, a humble soldier of Rome, can read and understand this writing? I recognize it as a form I have never witnessed before, yet I find myself comprehending its meaning almost instantly.”

 

“That’s due to nanotechnology,” Ayria replied. Walking toward him, she tapped the side of her own head. “Remember, the avatars explained something of the process we use here. Because a great many people are being brought together from across time, the Ardenese had to make sure we understood each other clearly. Even a single language can change radically during the course of many centuries, so they thought it best we were educated in theirs. They were a very advanced people, socially as well technologically. And because they had employed the use of artificial intelligence as a means to educate themselves for a number of decades prior to their fall, they realized the best way to help us was to adapt those tiny little machines for our use. They’re inside our brains right now, teaching us and allowing us to learn new things at a greatly accelerated rate.”

 

Marcus frowned.

 

“Have I confused you?”

 

“No, my lady, not at all. I look bewildered because I can grasp the sense of what you’re saying . . .” He turned to look about him in wonder, “. . . and yet, this is all so very strange to me.”

 

Marcus glanced toward his compatriots and shrugged. Like him, Flavius and their fellow legionnaires were still finding the adjustments difficult to cope with. They were warriors, and unaccustomed to such godlike contrivances.

 

An awkward silence ensued.

 

Seizing the moment, Mac stepped forward. “I take it each engraving represents an actual influx of candidates?”

 

A sea of faces turned to look at him. Until now, Mac and his men had kept themselves apart, content to stand quietly to one side with a group of stoic Native Americans. However, Mac had noticed how each of the lists was arranged. Pointing to the wall, he continued, “There are nine open books along the circumference. One is blank, so that must indicate us, as no one is dead yet. Therefore, the other eight obviously refer to those who have come and gone before us, yes?”

 

“Very astute. Lieutenant Alan McDonald, isn’t it?”

 

 

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Author Biography:

Andrew P. Weston is an ex-military ex-police expat from the UK who now lives with a large amount of cats in a medium sized house on a small Greek Island.

 

An astronomy and law graduate, he has the privilege of being a member of the Science Fiction and Fantasy Writers of America, the British Fantasy Society, the British Science Fiction Association and the International Association of Media Tie-In Writers.

 

When not writing, Andrew devotes some of his spare time to assisting NASA with one of their remote research projects, and writes educational articles for Astronaut.com and Amazing Stories.

 

Social Media Links:

Website: http://www.andrewpweston.com/

 

Publisher: Perseid Press

 

Twitter: https://twitter.com/WestonAndrew

 

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Pinterest: https://www.pinterest.com/andrewweston/

 

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The IX Blog: http://theix.blogspot.gr/

 

 

“Maia must trust someone to survive” Shadow Fall by @AudreyGreyBooks #books #scifi #YA


Shadow Fall
Audrey Grey
(Shadow Fall, #1)
Published by: Blaze Publishing
Publication date: November 22nd 2016
Genres: Science Fiction, Young Adult

The asteroid hurtling toward the earth will kill billions.

The Emperor and his Gold Court will be safe in their space station, watching from the stars. The Silvers will be protected underground. But the Bronzes must fight it out at the Shadow Trials for the few remaining spots left on the space station.

When an enigmatic benefactor hands Maia Graystone a spot in the Trials, she won’t just get a chance at salvation for her and her baby brother, Max: She gets to confront the mother who abandoned her in prison, the mad Emperor who murdered her father, and the Gold prince who once loved her. But it’s the dark bastard prince she’s partnered with that will make her question everything, including her own heart. With the asteroid racing closer every day, Maia must trust someone to survive.

The question is who?

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EXCERPT:

My legs wobble as I step into the now lukewarm water. I sink to the bottom. Tiny bubbles escape my nose as I watch all the ugly remnants from the last seven years leave my body.

Lungs burning, I rise and come face-to-face with Pit Boy.

I glare at him. “You really have to work on the knocking thing.”

Despite the fact that I’m indecent, his attention never falls from my face. I almost wish it would, just to give me a break from the intensity of his focus.

“I only get a few more hours to be the ‘one-eyed freak’ from the pit. Might as well take advantage.” He doesn’t dare crack a smile, so it’s hard to tell if he’s joking or serious.

“Don’t worry. In my heart, that’s exactly who you’ll always be.”

His words remind me that soon we’ll be reconstructed using forbidden nanotech. But it won’t just be our flesh they’ll reengineer. It will be our brains, too.

I don’t foresee my rewiring being too complicated, but Riser needs to upload almost twenty years of false memories. That will be tricky and time-consuming.

And time is the one thing we don’t have.

Riser flicks his gaze to the mirror. He lifts a hand, touches the patch of mottled flesh where his eye should be.

“How did it happen?” I ask.

“Careful, my lady.” His gaze settles on my face. “You’re beginning to sound like you care.”

I roll my eyes. “And I thought I was lacking in conversational skills.”

He focuses his attention on the graffiti sprayed across the mirror.

“It’s written language,” I blurt, even though all I want to do is end the conversation so Pit Boy can leave. His presence unnerves me more than the other Pit Leeches ever could. “It’s how we communicate.”

“I know what it is.” He examines his jagged thumbnail. “I just . . . can’t read it.”

“It’s just stuff about the Chosen. You know, insults.” The populace is finicky. As much as they love watching the Chosen with their petty intrigues and court life, they would be just as happy to see their heads on a pike.

“Chosen?”

Time to explain what you are, Everly, Nicolai’s voice grates inside my head. Riser’s eyes flutter just enough that I know he’s heard Nicolai’s voice too.

You do it, I think, watching Riser’s reaction. But his face remains emotionless; either he’s a good actor or only Nicolai can hear my response.

“The Royalist astronomers discovered the asteroid twenty-one years ago,” I begin. “It’s actually a slow moving planet called an earth-crosser, meaning its orbit and ours intersect every twenty-thousand years. Usually it’s too far away to affect us, but this time it will pass close enough to wreak havoc and make the earth uninhabitable for years.” I stir the water with my big toe. “Before I was born, the Emperor decided that creating a population of genetically superior humans would be a great idea, you know, just in case the Caskets don’t work or the asteroid does more damage than predicted.”

Riser’s hyper-focused gaze bores through me. “You’re one of them?”

“Yes.” I run my hand through the filthy water. “But my father’s a Bronze, so even though my mother comes from a Gold House, the Emperor only allowed them one Chosen instead of the customary twins. So it’s just me . . . not Max.”

“What makes being Chosen so special?”

“I don’t know . . .” I bite my lip, trying to remember everything my parents told me. “My genes are perfect, I guess.”

For some reason, talking about my body makes me remember that I am naked in a room with a boy. As if reading my mind, Riser slowly lets his gaze fall, his expression both curious and unapologetic as he takes me all in, his thoughts cryptic.

“What are you staring at?” I blurt, smashing my breasts beneath my hands. Not like there’s much there to cover. “Haven’t you seen a naked girl before?”

A smile twitches his lips. “Not one that’s genetically flawless.

“It doesn’t work that way! You can’t just look at us and tell. We look like everyone else—”

“No.” Riser shakes his head, a dark swath of hair covering his damaged eye. “You don’t. Whatever you are.”

“You must be happy . . . about our reconstruction, I mean,” I mumble, trying desperately to change the subject. “They’ll fix your eye . . . and . . . and all those horrible scars.”

I freeze as he slides off the counter, unable to look away as he hooks one finger beneath his shirt and lifts.

Scars ravage his anemic body in varying shades of red and silver and white. Some deep and pitted like the craters of a far-away planet, others smooth and neat. One particular nasty scar carves down his shoulder, tunneling across his chest and stomach. A fresh red wound nestles just below his throat.

He carefully touches the long ugly one. “I’m not ashamed for surviving.”

 

Author Bio:

Audrey Grey lives in the charming state of Oklahoma, with her husband, two little people, and four mischievous dogs. You can usually find her hiding out in her office from said little people and dogs, surrounded by books and sipping kombucha while dreaming up wondrous worlds for her characters to live in.

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Fight or Die! Bestselling The IX Series by @WestonAndrew #FridayReads #SFF #books


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Title: The IX Series

Author: Andrew P. Weston

Genre: Science Fiction

Publisher: Perseid Press

 

The IX Series – Blurb:

What could unite a Roman Legion and the Caledonian army they are fighting?

 

Or a US Cavalry Company with the Native American tribes arrayed against them?

 

How about a highly trained and motivated Special Forces unit and the terrorists they have been sent to wipe out at all costs?

 

Yes…

 

What could such a diverse and mutually aggressive group possibly have in common?

 

Arden – and the Horde, that’s what!

 

Arden, home to a culture that has existed for thousands of years and which spans dozens of worlds. Regardless, their sophistication cannot prevent calamity at the hands of an unstoppable nemesis. Known only as the Horde, this enemy has proven relentless. They have not only stripped the outer colonies bare, but now threaten the existence of the entire Ardenese way of life.

 

Realizing there is nothing they can do to prevent the inevitable march toward extinction, the Ardenese governing body comes to a drastic decision. They gather together at their capital city, Rhomane, and place their remaining genetic heritage in a vast underground ark, in the care of an advanced AI construct called the Architect. Its mission? To use Rhomane’s dwindling reserves and safeguard their race by reaching out across time and space toward those who might be in a position to help reseed a devastated world at some time in the future.

 

That’s how soldiers from varying eras and vastly different backgrounds find themselves together. Snatched away from Earth at the moment of their passing they are transported to the far side of the galaxy. Thinking they have been granted a reprieve, their relief turns to horror when they discover they face a simple but stark ultimatum:

 

Put aside your former animosities and preconceptions in order to survive. Yes…

 

Fight or die!

 

How does this group of mismatched and antagonistic misfits fare?

 

Do they survive?

 

Find out for yourselves, in The IX Series.

 

Like them, you’ll discover death is only the beginning of an incredible adventure.

 

 

Excerpt:

For as far as his eye could see, the endless tide of rabid hunger continued to advance. They came pouring into the valley from all sides, and the entire basin was soon filled with seething, shrieking monstrosities of every conceivable shape and form. Not one of them stood under two decans in height.

 

Nearing their goal, the leading entities of the Horde howled with malice and leaped forward. Dashing their bodies against the augmented might of the battlements seemed pointless to Sariff, for the attackers achieved nothing but to spend their vitality in a blaze of explosive fury. Yet the utter futility resulting from their lack of imagination did nothing to lessen their frenzy. In spite of their comrades’ fate, wave after wave of them continued throwing themselves to their deaths in wanton abandon. So great did the overwhelming press of shadow and flame become that the repeated detonations of each attacker’s self immolation grew into one prolonged cacophony of light and heat. Despite its density, the entire breadth of the wall thrummed under the weight of the assault.

 

And still they come.

 

Sariff blanched in the face of the onslaught, witnessed here on Arden for the first time.

 

As First Magister of Rhomane City, he seized the opportunity to study the enemy closely, for his would be the deciding vote in a decision that would seal the fate of their people.

 

He shook his head in disbelief, for he could see no respite from the relentless storm threatening to engulf them.

 

Thirty planets overrun in the space of just fifteen months. More than fifty billion souls lost. A history and a culture spanning more than twelve thousand years brought to this. It’s a bitter pill to swallow. And we risk it all on an idea . . .But what choice do we have?

 

Everywhere he looked, Sariff saw only the inevitability of death. Unless, by some miracle, Calen’s gamble paid off. That thought reminded him. I’d better get a move on.

 

So mesmerized was he by the display of savagery below, he almost collided with the duty commander, Sol Beren. Sariff hadn’t heard the soldier’s silent approach, but that was understandable. The veteran warrior was a skilled tracker, renowned for keeping his men on their toes by his sudden, wraithlike appearances at different stations along the wall. Everyone marveled how he could be seen taking the lead at one post only to be spotted minutes later on the other side of the city entirely, without having used the transport pads.

 

His face a mask of determination, Beren studied the conflict before him. A cold and empty gaze reflected the bitter frustrations of a man who had seen too many men die worthless deaths.

Sariff wished there was something he could say to ease the commander’s burden. Instead, all he could ask was: “Will it hold?”

 

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The IX:

Amazon.com: https://www.amazon.com/IX-Book-1-ebook/dp/B00RM54QBA/ref=sr_1_1_twi_kin_2?ie=UTF8&qid=1477728328&sr=8-1&keywords=The+IX

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Exordium of Tears:

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Author Biography:

Andrew P. Weston is an international bestselling author from the UK who now lives on the beautiful Greek island of Kos with his wife, Annette, and their growing family of rescue cats. An astronomy and law graduate, he has the privilege of being a member of the Science Fiction and Fantasy Writers of America, the British Fantasy Society, the British Science Fiction Association and the International Association of Media Tie-In Writers.

 

When not writing, Andrew devotes some of his spare time to assisting NASA with one of their remote research projects, and writes educational articles for Astronaut.com and Amazing Stories.

 

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Twitter: https://twitter.com/WestonAndrew

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Keeping Things Balanced: A Writing Guest Post by @WestonAndrew + a Birthday Top 10 #amwriting


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For those of you who tune in regularly to N. N. Light Author Promotions, you’ll be aware that one of my previous guest posts related to World Building. Entitled – Keeping Things Real, it highlighted my approach to the process of constructing an imaginary framework in which to set an adventure. I likened that process to preparing and cutting a rough diamond. Starting with an overview of the world I’m going to create, I begin to work from the outside in on its various facets: Where it’s situated; who its inhabitants are; what’s their history; what level of technology do they posses, and so forth and so on.

Having already covered that, this time around I thought I’d expand on Keeping Things Real, by introducing you to the next stage of my world building process:
“Keeping things balanced.”

What do I mean? People who have enjoyed The IX have often commented on the rich descriptive prose it contains. I say, “thank you” for that, because I put a lot of work into creating a visual image that the reader can connect to. I think that’s especially important when you come down to the flora and fauna of the world in which your story is set, especially if – as in The IX – your heroes and protagonists are flitting about, here and there, on one adventure or another.

So, how did I manage to keep things balanced for The IX?

That’s easy. I created visual templates to work from. The reason? Something I learned in the military. “Prior preparation and planning prevents poor performance.” Such an approach ensured I never strayed from what I originally set out to portray. For example, say hello to an early idea of what Arden – the home planet where The IX is set – should look like:

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In creating a visual reference, I give myself a template to work from. In this case – a once beautiful world that thrived under a red sun. Now recovering from the ravages of a long and bitter war, it is only just reclaiming the majesty it once had. This, and other images and sketches, helped me transpose my initial ideas into the places you read about. My aim? To ensure there was sufficient detail so that you could envision yourself there. Let me highlight what I mean.

If you’ve read The IX, you’ll no doubt remember that various members of the Ninth journeyed through the lavender grasslands of the Sengennon Strait; lost themselves in the purple-green woodlands of the Tar’e-esh forests; basked in the majesty of the Garnet Mountains. Did you ever conjure those places in your mind’s eye? Did they look anything like this?

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These are the preliminary references I used as a benchmark from which to create the full reality of Arden. (Now, don’t be fooled into thinking I only had these odd few pictures). As I hinted, I built up an extensive library of such images so that the places, the people and the technology you read about – and the ships – all contain the details you would expect in a factual reality.

Of course, when you incorporate so many elements you have to keep things to a realistic scale.

For example, I have all these pretty pictures of the places mentioned in The IX, but, just how far is it from Rhomane to the Starport, or to the Tar’e-esh Forest? How close is the astrometrics lab to the Starport itself?

As a writer, you need to know such details so that the events you describe within your narrative have that ring of authenticity. Fans will know Lieutenant Mac McDonald led a military expedition to the Starport to recover drones left there in storage. Some of his compatriots provided long-range cover from the astrometrics complex on top of Boleni Heights. Marcus Brutus headed an expeditionary force to the Shilette Abyss, a journey that took his pioneers through the Tare-esh Forest.

What were the distances involved? Over what terrain? Some used futuristic hover craft, others used horses. How long did their respective journeys take? How do you keep a track on timescales?

Have a look at the maps I devised to help me keep things in perspective.

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Even though they’re basic, I know some of you might think…“Wow! That’s a lot of detail before you even put pen to paper.” Well, I agree. It is. But remember the analogy of a rough diamond I used earlier? This amount of attention pays divides as you write the story itself. It cuts and polishes your gem of an adventure and – as I’ve said before – adds those touches here and there that can make the narrative sparkle.

And when you get a professional to back that up? (Take a look at the map included within the front section of The IX. Devised from my sketches by cover designer, Roy Mauritsen, it adds that element of shininess that makes you think of my head).

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You see, my ethic goes a little bit like this: My job is to give you – the reader – a place that you can escape to and lose yourself in. The easier it is for you to relate to the characters and visualize the world in which the story is set, then the deeper your connection, and the further your journey will take you. The further you go, the more you’ll appreciate what The IX is all about. And we’re both happy.

If you value your readers, you’ll be prepared to put the work in so that their fantasies seem so real, it’s almost as if they come true through the pages of your book. 🙂

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My name is Andrew P. Weston – though I’ve been called a lot worse by my wife when I’ve dared to say the forbidden words all women hate to hear…“No, you can’t have that.”

(Light blue touch paper and run…)

As an author, I make things up all the time. So I thought it might be a nice idea to use this “Top Ten” post to find out a little more about the real me – warts and all.

Oh really?

Yes. And we’re going to do this in a rather novel way.

What do I mean? Well, November 12th (today) is my birthday, making me a Scorpio, allegedly, one of the most mysterious signs in the zodiac. A great deal seems to be said about people born under this star sign, as exemplified by an advert my wife, Annette, spotted on a media site earlier this week.

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As you can see, the t-shirt is covered by quite a few astrologically based statements associated to Scorpios. But, are these statements true, or are they myth?

Let’s find out, shall we, by taking a little look at ten categories, working from the top down…

(And bearing in mind, I have to keep this rated PG –13) NO – you won’t be forced into listening to me lie about my feats of Olympian sexual athleticism.
Now, if we were talking about Greek comedy, I’m your man 😉

Has incredibly high standards

It’s true. I do have incredibly high standards. And it’s not just because I served in specialist roles within the military and police. It’s just the way I am. The thing is, it’s not one-sided either. While I do my best not to expect the impossible from people around me, I do demand those standards from myself – all the time. Which can be a real pain if things need to be done in a rush…because, you’ve guessed it…they still have to be perfect. (Bummer).

Great Kisser

As long as it’s not a certain part of other people’s anatomy…? Maybe.

(I never suck up to anybody, you see)

But if you want an honest answer, you’ll have to ask my wife. (Though everyone does comment on how happy she always looks.) I haven’t the heart to tell them that’s down to constant medication. Ah, the rigors of living with a Scorpio.

Fun fact: The Greek custom is to kiss people when greeting them and saying goodbye. I simply don’t do that. Kissing is for my wife…and my wife only.
(She’d only hunt them down anyway, and you’d never see them again. Then there’d be police, and questions, and…)

Kills haters with success and breaks them with a smile

My goodness this one is spot on. And as an author, I’ve very glad I’m a Scorpio. I’m in a position now where I’m starting to get noticed. That’s very rewarding, but it does attract the “haters”, those who want to elicit a reaction by writing / leaving inflammatory comments in things like reviews.

My advice? Never, ever respond to them openly. Let your continuing application to your craft and your motivation to improve provide the impetus to silence such scoundrels with the success that will come. Then, one day, somewhere far down the line when you’re terribly rich and famous, you can smile in secret behind the smoked glass windows of your limo and not give a fig about them at all.

Human Lie Detector

Most definitely. And here’s the weird thing, I can taste the mood of a room as soon as I walk in. I think it has something to do with one of the other categories we’ll discuss – being observant – as well as some form heightened perceptions. But it’s always been there, and it’s something I’ve always been able to do.

Imagine the fun I had in the police. As a detective, you attend all sorts of classes on human behavior and psychology. There are myriad “tells” that come in clusters that help you spot when a person is being economical with the truth.
And when you arm a Scorpio with such skills…? (Are they quite mad?)

Another fun fact: I sometimes play a little game when my wife and I go to parties. Spot the Walter – Walter Mitty – those charming characters who couldn’t be honest if their lives depended on it and are always out to impress with exaggerations and complete fabrication.

(Not that I do this all the time, of course, but it certainly helps liven the more tedious evenings up).

Introvert – but can socialize like an extrovert

This is spookily true with a capital spoo.

When many of my friends first got to know me, they never realized I’m an introvert. But that’s down to the way I can flip a switch in my head if I “feel” in the mood, or the circumstances are right.

Remember those police courses I mentioned? Like everyone else, I always thought there were introverts and extroverts. Full stop.

It turns out; there are introverted introverts; extroverted introverts; introverted extroverts; and extroverted extroverts…and all sorts of sub-categories in-between.
I’m an extroverted introvert. When I walk into a room of people I don’t know, you wouldn’t actually realize I was there. I’ll blend into the background and flit from shadow to shadow as if I don’t exist. But, if I meet someone I click with? Lights – camera – action! Cast of Annie, eat your hearts out. (Minus the ridiculously curly ginger hair of course)…

Observant

Yup! As with the lie detector category, it’s one of those things I have always had a knack for. And again, my previous occupations helped enhance that skill and turn it into something rather exceptional.

In the military, in particular, you had to notice all sorts of little details that other people tend to overlook. And thank goodness, for it kept me alive on a number of occasions.

You can imagine how this helped as a police officer too. I served in a crime management & intelligence bureau for a number of years where it was essential to spot patterns that others had missed. Interesting work and sooo satisfying, bringing baddies who thought they’d gotten away with it, to justice.

Want a fun fact: Although life gets quieter, you never lose the knack. I have to be very patient, especially at this time of year leading up to Christmas when I pretend I’m not paying attention to Annette’s unsubtle HINTS about certain items of clothing, jewelry, DVDs, or the music she likes. Hee hee.

It really does take a lot of discipline, as her little face sometimes screws up in frustration, thinking her suggestions have gone over my head…

(But the look on her face when she opens her presents and realizes I was paying attention all along? Priceless) All together now, aaaah.

Very good sense of humor

True, true, true, true, true! My humor is so intergalactically broad you could fly starships along it. The trouble is, it’s often gotten me into trouble too. My working environment didn’t help in this regard. Serving in the military and police force hones your humor. You have to be thick-skinned, broad-shouldered, trigger-fast and snappy just to survive. But, oh boy is it worth it. I’d love to expand, but this is PG-13.

Private – occasional loner

It’s like someone has been following me around. True again.

My wife and I have lived in Kos, one of the smaller Greek islands in the Dodecanese, for eight years now. We have a small circle of friends, both Greek and British. While most know all there is to know about Annette, very few are aware of the exact nature of my previous occupations, the places I’ve been, or the things I’ve done. Many people here don’t even realize I write books now, or that they’ve been international #1 bestsellers. (True).

I mix when I want to, and don’t feel the overwhelming need to regularly attend coffee mornings just to be sociable. I’m not being rude or standoffish, I just like to keep myself and my business to myself…which makes it a bit difficult doing things like this, eh?

Still, I can hide behind my screen. It has sandbags and barbed wire and a trench. And laser cannons. Why would I want to come out?

Fun fact: When we meet new people, they often complain that we end up talking about “them” all the time and they haven’t had the chance to find out anything about us.
(Just the way I like it).

Wants to be the best at everything

Myth. Though I can see the misconception.

I think it relates back to the #1 item about the standards expected of me. Ever since I was little, I was pushed to succeed. From the age of 4, I attended swimming training every morning before school. That bled over into other sports. By the time I joined the military, I’d represented my school, college and county (I think the American equivalent is a “state”) at rugby, swimming, athletics and various martial arts. I’d also been selected for international trials at two of those disciplines.
It was the same academically. I have a voracious thirst for knowledge and could read before I attended school. Add to that a sticky mind, and it was little wonder I managed to eat my way through various scientific curriculums, my chief subjects being mathematics, physics, astronomy – and in later life – criminal law.
To be honest, I don’t think its wanting to be the best so much, as wanting to do my best. If I start a project, be it learning a new language or picking up a new skill, I never give anything less than 100 %. As a child, teenager, young adult and now – apprentice doddery old fart – I’ve never been any other way (You can probably see that from the preparation and detail I devote to my stories).
While I appreciate some might think such an outlook adds a lot of needless pressure to life, I look on it as being normal.

Hell, I’m nearly 56, but I still train every day and teach martial arts on top of all the other stuff I do. Life’s for living. I’ll rest when I’m dead.

Question: The pulsating vein I have on the side of my head…Is that normal or down to the excessive amounts of medication I imbibe?

Protective of the ones I love

So true it hurts.

Not to be nasty, you understand, but you do not want to make my wife or children feel threatened. You just don’t…Not ever. Think about what I used to do. I would gladly serve prison time to even a debt if the magnitude was serious enough…That’s all I’ll say. The end. Goodbye.

So, there you go. A little look at the truth behind astrological myth. I can honestly say I’ve never paid much attention to things like astrology. I’m too levelheaded. However, having realized how accurate this picture is, I might just change my mind J

Until the next time you visit my asylum, do take care…

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Title: The IX

Author: Andrew P Weston

Genre: Science Fiction

Publisher: Perseid Press

Book Blurb:
The IX:

Roman legionaries, far from home, lost in the mists of Caledonia.

A US cavalry company, engaged on a special mission, vital to the peace treaty proposed by Presidential candidate Abraham Lincoln.

A twenty-first century Special Forces unit, desperate to prevent a nuclear catastrophe.

From vastly different backgrounds, these soldiers are united when they are snatched away from Earth at the moment of their passing. Thinking they may have been granted a reprieve, imagine their horror when they discover they have been transported to a failing planet on the far side of the galaxy, where they are given a simple ultimatum. Fight or die. Against all odds, this group of misfits manages to turn the tide against a relentless foe, only to discover the true cost of victory might exact a price they are unwilling to pay.

How far would you be willing to go to stay alive?

The IX.

Sometimes, death is only the beginning of the adventure.

Excerpt:

Ephraim entered another cipher into the console before him. All three main wall screens skipped channels to present a series of starkly different vistas. A palpable shock ran through the entire gathering. Several people gasped out loud.

The first monitor showed the rim of a burnished orange-red sun emerging from behind the bulk of a majestic disc. The star’s corona burned brightly, casting a warm scarlet glow through the upper reaches of the atmosphere of the world below it. The planet itself appeared etched in liquid flame around its edges, while the majority of its mass was cast in mystery and shadow.

The middle display revealed a similar scene but from a different perspective, this one being positioned above the terminator of sunrise and sunset. To the left of the picture, cotton-candy clouds swirled through a sea of sapphire-blue radiance. The crystal lens of the expanse was infused with vaporous trails of soul-wrenching tranquility. On the right, darkness dominated. Ebbing reluctantly under the relentless advance of dawn, it gradually surrendered its secrets. Noctilucent particles manifested themselves amongst the gloom, followed closely by the tallest mountain summits. Like beacons, they revealed tantalizing glimpses of the glory to come.

The final screen faced out into a Jovian sea of purple-blue grandeur. An ocean of midnight silk upon which the luminescence of a billion astral sprites had been cast in random abandon. Each pinprick blazed coldly with an unadulterated purity that struck the hearts and minds of the gathered assembly with the force of a sledgehammer.

Captivated, Ephraim became lost in the moment. Somewhere out there, a lifetime away, our real home sails serenely through the heavens . . . How ignorant we were of the dangers that exist, just a cosmic stone’s-throw away.

“Are these satellites able to show us Arden in greater detail?” Marcus asked. “What is the term you use? Can they . . . zoom in and remain clear?”

“They can indeed, my friend. For example . . . .”

Ephraim presented them with a vision of remarkable scope. A solitary peak pierced the night. Protruding toward the sunlight like a symbol of hope, its alpine cap strained to free itself from the twilight mists congealing about its slopes in a miasma of serpentine possessiveness.

The image wavered, and a closer view of that same pinnacle resolved itself. Now, the cobalt-blue frown of a granite leviathan stood forth in pristine clarity, peeking out from hoarfrost-covered brows. A snowy crown adorned the apex, and where the rock face greeted the dawn, it glittered cruelly, burning as if the entire edifice were ablaze within a skein of ice and flames.

Above the slopes on one side, a huge bird of prey stretched its wings and soared amid the very epitome of serenity sublime made manifest.

Everyone leaned forward. Ephraim chose that moment to switch satellites.

A contrasting swathe of undulating greens and blues made everyone start. The picture flickered and intensified. The panorama scrolled across verdant forests, swaying grasslands, and undulating plains. The luxuriant fertility of the temperate zones faded as the scanners moved on, toward the equatorial region.

The gaping chasm of the Shilette Abyss hove into view. Once there, Ephraim manipulated the controls to skim east. Less than a minute later, he held position above a point where the two sides of the canyon seemed to bulge toward each other. Changing resolution, he smoothly zoomed in to present a live-time image of the mining site from less than two hundred feet up. People could clearly be seen, walking to and fro about their business.

Marcus suppressed a laugh.

Several others cheered.

Mohammed and Saul stared at each other, the implications of this latest development written clearly across their faces.

“These places you’re showing us appear remarkably bounteous and free of infestation,” Saul commented. “Do you think this confirms our latest suspicions? That something here in the city appears to be the Horde’s target, and they’ve congregated in one location to get it?”

“Hazarding a guess? I’d say that was highly likely. But we can discuss that at tomorrow’s briefing. By then, we’ll have uploaded the specs of the rotational frequencies that Mac and his team use. Combining them to the already existing filters the satellites employ will give us an accurate assessment of exactly where on the planet our enemy is congregating. Be in no doubt — the addition of the Satcom-net will provide us with a huge tactical advantage we never dreamed of.”

“Such as?”

Ephraim scanned through the contents of his personal screen again. Then he glanced back at Brent and Asa. Each of them was privy to the information it contained, and both were grinning like maniacs.

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An astronomy and law graduate, he has the privilege of being a member of the Science Fiction and Fantasy Writers of America, the British Fantasy Society, the British Science Fiction Association and the International Association of Media Tie-In Writers.

When not writing, Andrew devotes some of his spare time to assisting NASA with one of their remote research projects, and writes educational articles for Astronaut.com and Amazing Stories.

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Title: The IX Audiobook

Author: Andrew P Weston

Genre: Science Fiction

Publisher: Perseid Press

 

Book Blurb:

Roman legionaries, far from home, lost in the mists of Caledonia.

A US cavalry company, engaged on a special mission, vital to the peace treaty proposed by Presidential candidate Abraham Lincoln.

A twenty-first century Special Forces unit, desperate to prevent a nuclear catastrophe.

From vastly different backgrounds, these soldiers are united when they are snatched away from Earth at the moment of their passing. Thinking they may have been granted a reprieve, imagine their horror when they discover they have been transported to a failing planet on the far side of the galaxy, where they are given a simple ultimatum. Fight or die. Against all odds, this group of misfits manages to turn the tide against a relentless foe, only to discover the true cost of victory might exact a price they are unwilling to pay.

How far would you be willing to go to stay alive?

The IX.

Sometimes, death is only the beginning of the adventure.

 

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“A good point,” Marcus acknowledged. “But therein lies the wisdom of strategy. Our mission is of the utmost importance. It is vital we locate and secure the site in which the mineral deposits are thought to be located. But remember, because the city has been isolated for so long, we won’t know until we get there how accurate the archives are. Also, the actual Abyss itself and this forest are totally alien to us. They have to be checked out first. We also need to carry the supplies and utensils necessary to quickly establish a base of operations if things turn out favorably. Commander Cameron faced a conundrum. How could he move so much equipment over such a long distance without the need for machines which are needed elsewhere and which might draw our enemy’s attention?”

 

Gesturing between them, Marcus emphasized, “That’s where we come in. Cavalry and legionnaires. Although we can’t hope to match the speed and grace of a highly sophisticated hover craft, we are nevertheless skilled at transporting large consignments over long distances at a speed unmatched by our contemporaries. And we can do so secretly. Additionally, the defensive measures we now have at our command will protect us, and allow us to set up a considerable series of fortifications from the outset. Just wait until you see what my men can build in a matter of hours. By the time the shuttle runs do begin, they’ll have the luxury of berthing overnight within a city of fabricated domiciles.”

 

“I’m looking forward to that.” Wilson smiled. “I watched your men drilling a few times back in Rhomane, and it was very impressive. The guys couldn’t believe how quickly you worked. To see it for real will be —”

 

Both men were disturbed by an outrider galloping full tilt toward them. The rest of the dozing company became instantly alert and began scanning the shadows.

 

Throwing up a hasty salute, the soldier reined in and addressed Marcus. “Sir, the forest ends abruptly, about a mile ahead. It . . . It’s . . .”

 

“Spit it out, man.”

 

“Sir. It’s awesome, come and see.”

 

Signaling for the immediate group to follow, Marcus put his heels to Starblaze’s flanks and spurred his horse forward. A few minutes later, he reached several other sentries who were waiting to one side of the road. The highway veered away sharply to the southwest, so Marcus was surprised to be led off the tarmac and into the gloom.

 

An eldritch veil thick with antiquity closed about them. Specimens that looked like a cross between beech and cedar, oak and elm, ash and spruce, each endowed with massive boles, filed off into the distance. Stately monarchs of a forest that seemed to suddenly hold its breath in anticipation. Threading his way between iron trunks and cable-like roots, Marcus wondered what secrets this brooding edifice must contain, and if it would ever be possible to find your way out if a person became disoriented.

 

You don’t realize how dense this place is until you leave the safety of the main thoroughfare. I’ll have to order markers placed to ensure our more inexperienced travelers don’t go getting themselves lost. And I’ll restrict hunting too, at least until we’re more familiar with the area. Goodness knows how much further it goes.

 

He needn’t have worried. After five more minutes of painfully slow travel, the swathe drew back and shafts of rose-gold brilliance punctuated the canopy in one place after another.

 

Everyone relaxed as they sensed a change ahead.

 

Even so, when the party broke free from dappled shade and rode into the harsh glare of direct sunshine, everyone was taken completely by surprise.

 

Mars preserve us!

 

Shocked, Marcus could only stare. I can see why my sentry was rendered speechless.

 

A shattered plain rolled away on both sides, providing a severe counterpoint to the undulating barrier of the forest’s perimeter. The compact, ruddy surface of the plateau shimmered in the heat of the midday sun. As the mounted group moved out onto the shelf, their movements caused swirls of scarlet dust to dance into the air.

 

Shading his eyes, Marcus tried to make sense of what he was seeing.

 

The ground was littered with pock-marks, each of which contained a smattering of gold and red rocks. A foul-smelling steam issued from a number of fissures and scalloped clefts. Wherever the vapors concentrated together, the soil was stained by a copper-colored residue.

 

Marcus could make out the shimmering white line of a bridge, about five miles away, obviously accommodating the continued course of the main highway. Closer to him, a smoother, rectangular area stood out in stark contrast to their cratered surroundings.

 

Hmm. Obviously a parking area for vehicles.

 

As intriguing as these distractions were, however, they paled under the imposing presence of the leviathan before them.

 

A huge canyon, over seventeen miles across and eight deep, gouged its way across the plane of their sight. Marcus knew from his mission briefing that the company now stood at one of the narrowest points of the Shilette Abyss. The gulf itself stretched away for over a thousand leagues, east and west; and for most of its length, the other side was so far away it would be impossible to see.

 

He marveled as to how the Ardenese had contrived to construct anything to cross such a gaping chasm, for the cliffs of the valley were an unstable maze of razor-sharp edges and unforgiving rocks that could give way without warning.

 

There, not three hundred yards in front of them, sat the real surprise. The bluff plunged away to form a huge cleft, a monster fissure over seventy feet wide which appeared to have been hacked into the earth to form a V-shaped crevice.

 

Cantering forward, the excited explorers discovered a tiered series of shelves, corresponding to levels of strata, leading down the cliff wall.

 

 

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Author Biography:

Andrew P. Weston is an ex-military ex-police expat from the UK who now lives with a large amount of cats in a medium sized house on a small Greek Island.

An astronomy and law graduate, he has the privilege of being a member of the Science Fiction and Fantasy Writers of America, the British Fantasy Society, the British Science Fiction Association and the International Association of Media Tie-In Writers.

When not writing, Andrew devotes some of his spare time to assisting NASA with one of their remote research projects, and writes educational articles for Astronaut.com and Amazing Stories.

 

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