Electric Gardens – M Black


Robotics Dystopian
Date Published: March 15, 2018
Publisher: Eloquen Enraptures Publishing
 
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In our future, robots known as Tins keep us protected from the floods, fires and diseases of the outside in what are called Compounds. But when the Tins become more our masters than protectors, humans rebel. Lexi019 is turning eighteen, and will then be sent into what Tins call the Electric Gardens. Since no one ever returns from the Electric Gardens, Lexi019 is desperate to escape. With her best friend Kyle53 and his sister, the three of them find an unlikely friendship that helps them escape. But not everything is what it seems in this Robotic Dystopia, and soon Lexi019 will be faced with hard decisions she never anticipated. Join Lexi019 and Klye53 in this four part Robotic Dystopia set in a future that could one day be our own.

 

About the Author

M.Black graduated from UCF and packed her bags for Asia. After living in Thailand for close to seven years and visiting near by countries, her travels have influenced her point of view. Passionate about the Earth, nature, wildlife, robots and future technology, M.Black brings you a new line of books called ENTER TOMORROW!


EXCERPT 1:

Compound

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EVERYTHING OUTSIDE IS PITCH black. Night always is. All I hear is the deafening sound of a hard clank, like metal scraping, with every step the creature takes, followed by a pounding into the ground. Red eyes like the sun and shaped like an overgrown Siamese cat named Lotus1; but it’s not a cat. It doesn’t even have fur. It’s another Tin, just like all the other metal monsters in here, designed to keep us in submission, and compliant. At twelve feet long and four feet wide, its paws and claws are something to be reckoned with—if we disobey. None of the ‘human’ Tins have skin; they are all just hard metal, and none have a gender either. If they did have faux skin, they couldn’t fool anyone anyway, because their blood-colored eyes do not hold the human story.

My eyes track the feline’s movements as it passes by me under the shards of moonlight. Its metal neck turns in a creak to glance at me. It’s nine in the evening, just after the last rustic-horn blow. Same time, every night. The feline will crawl one-hundred yards east from my window, and then it will turn around at the Compound wall, and retrace its steps until it passes me again to walk another one-hundred yards west past me. It—and others like it—guard the Compound. I’ve watched this feline Tin pass by me for twelve years; I was put in here when I was five. The Tins do that—keep us behind thick glass—so we see just enough to keep us scared of the dark, of the feline Tins, to tell us they have power over us, to tell us there is no way out of here. My right palm presses on the hard glass that separates me from the metal beast, leaving moist fingerprints and a window squeak. It’s always colder inside than outside; it’s the temperature controlled rooms.

My body lies over a cot—number seventeen. My head coddles the rice-filled pillow in a poor attempt at sleep, but at least I’ve hollowed out a space for my head. It’s weird, having my cot number the same as my age. It’s completely coincidental, and when I’m eighteen the cot will still be number seventeen, but I will no longer be here. I’ll be reassigned, and someone else will take this room—the room I’ve lived in for twelve years. Everything changes when you turn eighteen in the Compound.

If I’m accepted by the Tins, I’ll be sent to the Electric Gardens to live out my so-called adult life; though I’ve never even seen the EG, nor anyone reassigned to the EG ever again—so who really knows? If I have too many glitches, then I’ll be rejected and become a Mesh. The seventeenth year is crucial; that’s when Tins really examine you to see if you’re truly ready for the Electric Gardens. Three glitches in six months are too many at seventeen, and you are sent for re-wiring. That’s what happens when you become a Mesh; the left-half of your brain is infused with electrical-chemical wiring that makes you more like a Tin than a human and under their control.

My good friend Lucy717 is now a Mesh; she almost made it to the Electric Gardens. She used to be a vibrant blonde, who kept her hair in a bob. She was just seventeen when she tried climbing a wall to escape the Compound; a mother to me, she was three years older. The Tins caught her and gave her two glitches. Attempted escapes yield harsh consequences. She served a week in the cells. Eleven months later, she made it to her room at 9:01 p.m., past curfew by a minute. Three glitches and she was dragged to the Re-Wiring building, kicking and screaming the whole way. I’ve never seen her again. We used to eat breakfast together every morning before Re-Learning. I wipe a single tear sliding down my reddening cheek. I just called her Lucy, because we lost our last names when we entered the Compound. 919 means there are at least nine-hundred-and-nineteen other Lucys in the Compounds across America.

It’s difficult in here, confined. Still, it’s the only home I really know. Memories of my childhood, before the Compound—before the Tins—are vague at best, more like distant dreams. I think I remember Dad, his ear-to-ear grin when, once, Mom lifted me up for a kiss on the cheek. She said my pre-school drawing of our family was colorfully beautiful. My teacher was impressed too. This was before the Quarantine and the Round-Ups. Home was a one-story, red-brick house with a white picket fence. I drew stick figures of Father, Mother, my younger brother, Delsin, and our three-year-old Dachshund named Barrack. Dad picked the name; said grandpa liked the President he had growing up. Grandpa was only twenty when President Trump took office. I still have no real idea what that word ‘President’ means. We don’t have them in this world, anymore.

In 2022 Dad was born, and, not long after, machines began replacing humans in a variety of jobs. Two decades later, UBI was still debated in Congress, while sophisticated robots replaced the machines. Climate change was all anyone could talk about: melting ice caps, the rise of oceans, destruction of property, increase in hurricanes and tornadoes, the dormant fungi and super-viruses frozen for tens of thousands of years by ice and crystal, now released to wreak havoc on us all. Nature would finally have her due revenge.

Solutions were few and far between. I was only three, but I can still hear Mom and Dad bickering about the news, her nasal-like tone yelling, and her long forefinger pointing at the television, “See, the idiots didn’t listen, and look at what we’re dealing with now! If we don’t die of a natural disaster, we’ll starve or catch this…this disease!”

“We’ll be fine, Janet. Just stick together.”

“Stick together, Tocho! This isn’t the Reservation, people aren’t going to stick together here!” She huffed. “What happens when our neighbors come breaking in to steal our canoe, or our food? Or worse, Lexi or Delsin get sick?!”

Mom called me Lexi. Not Lexi019, like the Tins. Dad hugged her, and she cried in his chest. Her pinking cheeks looked like candy hanging over his shoulders, as I stood under her tears, reaching for her on my tippy-toes against Dad’s back. Maybe the yelling, the arguing, was a distraction from the inevitable because however, one looked at it, our demise would follow.

Creak. The feline Tin turns its neck forward and peers ahead, instead of at me, and then scrapes across the concrete ground in slow cranking movements. I think I hate the metallic sound more than anything else, as the creaks can be heard even fifty yards away like two metal bars rubbed together. Night time is hard. We sleep alone. Once the sounds of the feline Tin have faded, I can hear my own breaths breathing in and out, and I remember Mom cradling me on her bed, me on her chest when I was three—after her argument with Dad—her heavy breath on my cheeks. I turn away from the Compound glass wall on my left, and roll to my right side.

An average sized room with three bare concrete walls, no mirrors; to the left is a door that leads to a small private bathroom, and opposite the cot is a steel door to protect me—all of us in the Compound—from any mischief we might otherwise get into. As if mischief is what we’d do if we could roam at night: the remnant human race, orchestrators of simple pranks. Breaking out is more like it, much more at the forefront of most of our minds. There is something I’ve learned about human nature after being cooped up in here for twelve years, and that is we don’t like confinement, and we especially don’t like to be told what to do. We’re prisoners of the Tins, no matter how one looks at it: their rules, their world



 
 
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Startoucher – C J Odle


Sci fi / Fantasy
Date Published: February 17, 2018
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Humanity is put on trial by the aliens who seeded life on Earth.
After 3.8 billion years, the alien creators of life on Earth return to evaluate the results of their experiment. One species is found to be an extreme danger to itself and others – Humanity. Evidence for the continuation of the species hangs by a thread.
Jake Connolly, talented up and coming LA lawyer, has a hidden psychic side long suppressed. When a series of intense visionary experiences threaten to derail his life, he is dragged unwillingly towards mysterious events deep in the Mojave Desert. What he discovers there changes him forever, and will affect the lives of everyone on the planet.
As the world watches its destiny unfold, humanity is forced to fight for its survival in a Galactic court and justify its existence to far superior beings.
An innovative, intelligent, and mystical novel that asks the biggest questions of all.
Where are we from…where are we going…how much have we truly evolved?…

About the Author


C.J. Odle is an author and ayahuascero (works with medicinal plants) living in a small conservation and healing center in the Peruvian amazon.
Born in 1961, from an early age he developed an interest in science fiction and fantasy. Around the age of 17 he began to study divination, which led to a career of over 35 years working as an astrologer and psychic. He has written four previous books, all non-fiction and mind body spirit titles.
In his early forties he experienced a psychic crisis, which led him to Peru to complete a 6 year apprenticeship in Amazonian shamanism. He still lives in the jungle in Peru with his wife. Startoucher is his first novel.
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Durable Goods – Patricia Hale


 

Book #2 of the Cole and Callahan Thriller Series
Thriller
Date Published: April 15, 2018
Publisher: Intrigue Publishing
 
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Detective John Stark approaches the PI team of Griff Cole and Britt Callahan with a postcard he’s sure is from his estranged daughter, Kira. She’s been listed as a runaway for three years by Portland, Maine police, but John isn’t convinced that her continued absence is by choice. As Stark’s long-time friends, Cole and Callahan agree to look into the postcard marked only with the letters O.K.
The postmark leads them to Oracles of the Kingdom, a farm where women sell fresh produce in return for a fresh start with God. But nothing seems right about the town or the farm and Britt goes undercover to look for Kira. Once inside, she realizes Oracles of the Kingdom is not the refuge it appears. And when she’s trafficked over the Canadian border she’s on her own, over her head and losing clarity between hero and victim.
About the Author

Patricia Hale received her MFA degree from Goddard College. Her essays have appeared in literary magazines and the anthology, My Heart’s First Steps. Her debut novel, In the Shadow of Revenge, was published in 2013. The Church of the Holy Child (9/17) is the first book in her PI series featuring the team of Griff Cole and Britt Callahan. The second book, Durable Goods, will be released April 15, 2018. Patricia is a member of Sisters in Crime, Mystery Writers of America, NH Writers Project and Maine Writers and Publishers Alliance. She lives in New Hampshire with her husband and two dogs.
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Dark Desires – Aja James


Paranormal / Fantasy Romance
Date Published: April 5, 2018
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“A human and a vampire. An Assassin and his target. They made an impossibility possible, despite his past, despite their present. They had the future—they had Eternity.”
Ryu Takamura is the Dark Ones’ Assassin. He has never missed his target…until now. Until her.
Ava Monroe is a talented geneticist who holds the key to the vampire race’s future…and perhaps her own as well.
Their attraction is explosive from the first. She would do anything to have him. He would sacrifice all to protect her.
But will their love triumph over seemingly impossible odds as they battle enemies new and old? Especially the demons from Ryu’s past? And deep within his heart?
About the Author

Aja has been writing stories since the age of six, and novels since the age of thirteen. While she’d be the first to admit that those early efforts weren’t particularly good, she sure loved putting them down on paper!
The best part of writing, according to Aja, is that it’s completely organic, the way the stories develop. When the inspiration hits, she writes just so she herself can learn where the characters are headed because oftentimes, they take her by surprise! It is her ultimate dream to share her stories with as many readers as she possibly can.
Her other loves include art, cooking, old movies (anything with Audrey Hepburn, Marilyn Monroe, Robert Redford, Vivien Leigh, Elizabeth Taylor, Paul Newman, Clark Gable, and all the song and dance numbers because she can’t watch them and not be happy!)
She adores taking long walks with her husband and running after her two rambunctious kids. She has traveled extensively (all seven continents except Antarctica) and has had a multi-cultural upbringing. She speaks two and a half languages and binge watch TV shows when the mood strikes.
Aja has a Bachelor’s of Arts in Comparative Literature and Economics and two Master’s degrees, one of which is in East Asian Studies.
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Where do you get inspiration for your stories?

 

Inspiration for Dark Desires in particular:

I travel a lot for work. Mundane, Economy Class, scrunched in a tiny seat with my knees against the seat in front of me (and I’m not a tall person!) sort of non-luxurious travel. I’ve been to every continent except for Antarctica, clocked enough miles to make me hate traveling, but not enough to obtain “Platinum Forever” status on any airline or hotel chain. Not once (well, okay, maybe just one single time, but I was “taken” at the time) did I sit next to a hot guy with an interesting personality (or hot gal, for that matter). So you’ll understand how I got inspired to write the first chapter of Dark Desires.

Inspiration # 1: Haven’t you ever fantasized about meeting that perfect stranger on the plane, at the bus stop, in the subway or coffee shop? That ultimate soulmate that was meant just for you?

This is the story of Ryu Takamura and Ava Monroe.

Of all of the books in the series, this might be the one I liked writing the best. It’s also the one that took the least amount of time to write because it was just flowing out of me like it insisted on being told.

Inspiration #2: The reason I like writing about it is because it’s the only book in the series, the only novel I’ve ever written PERIOD that was inspired by a real person. Not so much the REAL person, but at least the looks and persona of the actor I was “slightly” obsessed with at one point in time. (You know what I mean by “slightly” —binge watching all of the movies and dramas he’s ever been in and spending hours perusing his pics online… passive stalking, in other words.)

For those of you who visit my blog and follow me on FB and Twitter, you might know which actor I’m talking about. I’ve written about this subject before. The actor himself is not the obsession, it’s the aura, the look he projects in some of his works. And of course the voice and the way he walks.

Inspiration #3: And then there’s the setting of Dark Desires. It takes place almost entirely in Japan. I have been fascinated with Japanese culture for many, many years. I’ve studied it, taught it in college, and put together my own rambling Manga with a good friend of mine (which will never see the light of day if I can help it!). If you like to lose yourself in another place, another culture, another time when you read, I think Dark Desires will take you there.

Hope you like it!

How did you do research for your book?

A lot of the series is set in ancient worlds. To research those eras, Google is my best friend J At the same time, most of the novels are set in the modern world, in real cities like NYC, Boston, London, Tokyo, cities in China, etc. I’ve lived in all of these places, so these experiences come in handy.

Do you have another profession besides writing?

I am a full-time corporate executive, part-time novelist. I wish it were the other way around!

If you could go back in time, where would you go?

Honestly, I wouldn’t go back in time because I’m too spoiled by modern convenience, particularly plumbing, electricity, the Internet (!!!!) and modern medicine. Also, there were too many prejudices and injustices in historical times. Even though there still are today, there’s a LOT less by comparison. But if I absolutely had to choose a time, I might want to do the Regency era, England, in which case I would be born into an understanding family in the nobility and write novels for fun, in addition to oodles of letters to all of my friends and relatives and be allowed to marry whoever I want :P, a la Mr. Darcy.

What is your next project?

I am halfway through Book 6, titled Dark Redemption, in the series. It is about one of the “bad guys,” how he came to be the way he is, and how finding true love remakes him. As with all the books in the series, the world around each book’s main characters continue to evolve. You get more background on the characters, more POVs being told, more insight into these immortals’ very long histories, and progression for other characters. Many readers have been asking for Sophia-Ere-Dalair’s story to be told sooner rather than later. Unfortunately, it will have to be later J BUT, I will probably write a novella after Book 6 in Sophia’s voice exclusively to help readers get better insight into who she is and how she is transforming.

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The Water Lord


Political Suspense
Date Published: To Be Determined
Publisher: Dead Tree Publishing
A town has gone dry, and the general manager of a water district is found dead, presumably a suicide. His crazed widow is in denial and recklessly loose-lipped. Texas House District 100 is again in turmoil, and the interests of the landed class against urban sprawl are at odds.
Enter John David Dothan (The Representative). The world’s hippest legislator is back, but he is a changed man. Post-stroke Dothan dons an eccentric cane and is married to his former chief of staff, Tryphena Taylor. The two lovers reside peacefully tucked away in a country cottage with their rescued cat. But they are swimming against the tide.
Caught between the past and the future, the rural and the urban, the representative is trapped in a no-win situation both politically and emotionally. When a constituent brings to his attention a mysterious ‘retention pond’ things grow increasingly murky. The waters turn completely dark when Dothan learns his forbidden first love, former State Senator Rachael Logan has been hospitalized.
Armed with only his cane and sidekick, Mason Dixon (The District Manager), who serves as his new Chief of Staff, Dothan sets aside the ambiguities of politics and love in search of clarity and righteousness. But the cost of doing the right thing might not just be his young marriage…but Tryphena’s life. 

About the Author
Matt Minor presently serves as a Chief of Staff in the Texas House of Representatives. In the Texas House he has served under the Pensions Committee, Government Efficiency and Reform, Investments and Financial Services, Bond Indebtedness, and Way and Means. He has worked as a political campaign manager and is a public speaker. Matt has authored official state publications, oversees syndicated editorials, (both political and cultural) and is a speech writer and district radio legislative commentator. Prior to his life in state politics, Matt was a professional musician and entertainer. Matt’s hobbies are centered on the arts, including the craft of poetry, an interest that has brought academic recognition and numerous awards.
His first novel, The Representative was an Amazon Political Fiction Bestseller the summer of 2015, and was accepted and archived into the Texas State Legislative Library. In April of 2016 The Representative won an IPPY Gold medal for Southern Fiction.
In the summer of 2016 he released his second novel, The District Manager.
Matt Minor resides on his ranch property in Wharton County, Texas. He lives in Austin during legislative session.
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King Daniel – Susan Wolf Johnson


Historical Fiction
Date Published: July 2016
Publisher: BalboaPress

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On a summer’s evening in 1972, while the band plays amid the sizzling heat at the Tampa Yacht Club,Gasparilla pirates and their ladies eagerly await the arrival of their newly crowned king, Daniel Westcott. But to their dismay, Daniel never shows up.
By the wee hours of the next morning, the townspeople are scratching their heads as members of the Westcott family deliberate whether or not to call the police. As the story unfolds, King Daniel has disappeared without a trace.
Praise for King Daniel:
“Nautical twists abound as King Daniel excites with its page-turning thrills and familial revelations….” – Foreword Reviews, 5 Stars

“The disappearance of a Tampa Bay blue blood rattles the skeletons in his family’s closet….A gripping tale of a missing patriarch in 1970’s Florida; an auspicious debut.” – Kirkus Reviews

“In this thriller, Susan Wolf Johnson delivers an ambitious, sprawling melodrama about the bitter end of a Southern patriarch and the damage a family can inflict on itself for generations.” – BlueInk Review

“This intriguing novel centers on the disappearance of Daniel,the newly anointed ceremonial king of Gasparilla, a series of pirate-themed festivities similar to Mardi Gras but held in Tampa. The author does a great job with character development for Daniel’s family: his distraught and distracted wife, Natalie; his mentally-challenged daughter, Julia; and his pregnant, unwed granddaughter, Becca. The story unfolds slowly, with a huge array of characters and a narrator who speaks directly to the reader rather than fading into the background. The mystery surrounding what happened to Daniel takes a back seat to the internal strife each of the characters battles.” – Booklife


About the Author


Susan Wolf Johnson earned her MFA at Vermont College of Fine Arts.  She has taught creative writing and composition at the University of South Florida for fifteen years.  Her short stories and book reviews have appeared in the Mississippi Review, the Dallas Review, the Florida Review, The Sun, New Letters, and the Charlotte Poetry Review.  She lives in Tampa, Florida with her family.  King Daniel is her first novel.
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Sirius Hidden Truth – A L Long



Steamy Romance, Romantic Suspense, Erotic Romance
Date Published:  February 2018

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April Barnes was a simple girl with a simple life. All she wanted was to graduate and help the world. Everything changes when her only friend Vanessa Lewis talks her into covering for her at a catering job. The minute April walked in the door, her curiosity gets the best of her and that curiosity introduced her to a world that would soon be a part of her.
The minute he laid eyes on her, there was only one thing that Dominic Prescott wanted and that was April Barnes. Hidden behind many secrets, the opportunity to get closer to her presented itself when he volunteered to teach an economics class that she was a student of.
Introducing her to his world wasn’t part of his plan. All it took was one taste and she would be forever his, or so he thought until the truth he had kept hidden away is revealed putting them both in danger.
Will she be able to accept his world or will she walk away and leave the only man she ever loved behind…
Excerpt
 She wasn’t sure who this man was, but she was hypnotized by his charm. Never before had she submitted to a man based on his request. With shaky hands she began unbuttoning her shirt. The fact that he was watching her made her feel even more nervous. When her shirt fell to the floor, exposing her light pink demi bra, she looked up to him, aware that the half smile on his face was because he approved. Reaching behind her back, she found the zipper of her skirt and pulled it down. Pushing the material down her legs, she let it drop to the floor before she stepped out of it. With only her bra, matching panties, and black heeled shoes on, she stood in front of him waiting for what would happen next.
When he held his hand out to her, she lowered her honey brown eyes and placed her hand in his. He captured her hand and led her to the open panel. Just inside the hidden door, the mysterious man switched on a light that barely lit the narrow hallway. April tried to see where the hallway led, but it was too dark. Feeling the change in the temperature, she began rubbing her arms to get warm. It wasn’t just the lack of clothing that made her cold; the darkness and the thought of not knowing what was in store had her shivering. Taking in her surroundings, she felt something being draped over her shoulders. As she pulled it around her, she noticed that it was a dark blue velvet cape, just like the ones the guests had worn in the ballroom.
Turning to face the mysterious man, she was about to ask where he was taking her, but before she could get the words out, he stilled her in her spot and placed what felt like a mask over her eyes. As he began securing it behind her head, he spoke in a firm but velvety voice. “One of the requirements to enter the chamber is that you will be covered in velvet. Be assured your identity will never be revealed. Can you accept these rules?’
Nodding her head, she allowed him to finish securing the mask. When he gently placed his hands on her shoulders, she turned at his will. She raised her head to his until their eyes met. The look on his face, although mostly covered, told her everything she needed to know. Placing his hand on her chin, he tilted her head and lowered his lips to hers. His tongue swept gently across her parted lips, never dipping inside. Biting her full bottom lip, he ended the kiss and pulled away, leaving her unfulfilled and disappointed.
April tried to resume where he had left off, but was denied as he placed his finger across her mouth. “We need to go,” he ordered, taking hold of her hand.
Reaching the end of the dark hallway, there was a large wooden door with something written in Latin engraved in the wood. Having taken Greek and Latin in college, she translated the words as she read them, ‘Blood of one’s desire is the root of another’s pleasure.’ She wasn’t quite sure exactly what it meant, but just the thought of finding out had her mind reeling with excitement. April watched as he placed his hand on the handle. Getting ready to pull it open, he suddenly pulled his hand back. She was confused by his movement until he looked down at her and warned, “You are to remain by my side unless you are solicited. You will address me as Sir, and most importantly, you will do as I command. Do you understand?




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Award winning Author of the Independent Press Award and NYC Big Book Award.
My love for writing began several years ago after an early retirement from a demanding job that I loved, but also hated because it consumed so much of my time. Now, I am able to focus my time on what I love. Writing romance has been a life long dream and to actually say that I am a published author is beyond what I would have ever expected.
Even though some may say I have a little naughtiness in my books, I look at it as an added bonus for my readers. After all what is a romance book without a little spice.
When I am not writing, I enjoy spending time with friends either at home or out on the town. Mostly, I enjoy a relaxing night at home where I can enjoy a glass of wine in the company of a good book.
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Sitting in Silence – Nicholas Rinth


Poetry, Prose,
Date Published: September 02, 2017
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Sitting in Silence is a collection of poetry and prose birthed during the idle instances of life that allow for noiseless introspection. It’s about the struggles of love, of loss, and of the unsuspecting experiences in between that make life worth living—and worth scorning.
From a beginning filled with bitter ruminations, to an ending that embraces reality and its sufferings, Sitting in Silence is a reminder to accept what the world hurls in your path, and to let those hardships shape you into something better.

About the Author

Nicholas Rinth lives lakeside in the southern graces of Savannah, Georgia. Where he spends his time fantasizing about other worlds and working on his next novel.
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Web of Lies – J G Sumner


Romantic Suspense
Date Published: August 8, 2017
Publisher: Limitless Publishing
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My perfect life is falling apart. My wife is leaving me, and I’m fighting for our marriage, our kids—for her. Then she walks through the door, and everything changes. Beautiful, sweet Beth. She’s much too young, but I can’t stay away. Despite our secrecy, someone knows. They’re using the information to destroy me. It’s not a matter of if my marriage will survive, or if I’ll be able to find happiness with my new love…it’s a matter surviving at all. I have to unravel this web of lies before it’s too late.
About the Author

J.G. is a Registered Nurse who went rogue. As good as she was at starting IV’s, she enjoys writing the down the stories in her head even more. Most of the time the characters won’t stop pestering her until she has them down on paper. J.G. can often be found with a glass of red wine or prosecco in front of her computer. She has a very dry sense of humor, and should never be taken too seriously. She loves to hear from her fans, and even those who aren’t especially fond of her work. J.G. writes romantic suspense/thrillers including: A Shot in the Dark, Into the Light, The Surrender Trilogy including Surrender, Shattered, and Saved, Web of Lies and Wrecked.
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