Tuesday, June 20, 2017

HTML Cover Reveal Love Across the Universe #spacebeachlove




Love Across the Universe

Genre: Science Fiction Romance

Publisher: Stars and Stone Books

Date of Publication: August 1 2017

ISBN-10: 0-9977081-8-2
ISBN-13: 978-0-9977081-8-9
ASIN: B071JSHCGC

13 Stories of Science Fiction Romance Set on Intergalactic Shore 

#spacebeachlove
Summer love is summer love, no matter the planet. Climb aboard your spacecraft or time machine and travel across time and space with these thirteen tales of love on beaches in the future and among the stars.
Includes stories by USA Today Bestselling Author Traci Douglass, Cara McKinnon, Rhonda Jackson Joseph, A.E. Hayes, Sheri Queen, M.T. DeSantis, L.J. Longo, K.W. Taylor, Mary Rogers, Elsa M. Carruthers, Emmerite Sundberg, Serena Jayne, and Oriana Maret.
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Traci Douglass – “A Dream to Build a Kiss On”
Can passion bloom between a bookish botanist and an analytical android?
Cara McKinnon – “The Pirates and the Pacifist”
Kai doesn’t believe in violence. Sam and Dek believe the ends justify the means. Will passion be enough to bridge the gap between the pacifist sent to broker galactic peace and the space pirates hired to keep him away at all costs?
A.E. Hayes – “Tristan’s Tryst”
One mysterious being. Two lovers who find her. Can this threesome handle the heat of this scorching summer?
Sheri Queen – “Red Sand”
If she can only save one thing, which will it be—the red beaches of Mars or a love she can’t imagine living without?
M.T. DeSantis – “The Princess of Sands”
Secrets and lies. Can they be each other’s freedom?
L.J. Longo – “Breathless”
The manager of a resort planet and the head of its secret defense unit team up to save the guests—and discover danger is a potent aphrodisiac.
K.W. Taylor – “Reprogramming”
Alex didn’t want to be marooned on an alien planet with a robot, but it may just be exactly what she needs.
Mary Rogers – “Breakfast on Pluto”
Doing the right thing isn’t always what’s best—but sometimes it pays off.  A chance meeting of two people unaware of their destiny with each other results in a bond too difficult to break, but even duty has its boundaries. Will love help them break free—and will love be enough?
Elsa M. Carruthers – “All B+ut You”
Lou is looking for the right guy and finds him where she least expects.
Emmerite Sundberg – “Fluid”
She’s everything she’s ever wanted but with one flaw – they can’t actually touch.
Serena Jayne – “You Only Love Once”
Carpe diem the hell out of love.
Oriana Maret - “Renewal” 
She’ll brave the arms of destruction to shed the arms that betrayed.
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Tuesday, February 28, 2017

A Good Year by Tara Fox Hall Author Spotlight....


Blurb:

There's no Heaven . like Hell.
Faced with losing Pandora Productions as well as her best friend Rebecca to the smarmy Paul, savvy film executive Debbie makes a pact with the demon Shaker, agreeing to bind herself to him as his human master in return for killing Paul and securing Pandora’s future. Yet even as Pandora gains accolades and renown, Debbie’s strong resolve begins to crumble under the weight of her actions. And the pleasure she finds in Shaker’s arms is becoming more than sex.
Is Debbie doomed to lose her heart as well as her soul to a demon who has only been waiting for the chance to claim both?

Excerpt:

“What good is having a demon if you can’t do anything about a hangover?” Debbie said crossly, fixing her hair in the mirror. Shaker stood behind her leaning against the doorjamb, watching.
“Need I go over Hell’s position on suffering again?” Shaker replied drolly. “If you’d let me join the party, I’d have watched over you and made sure you paced yourself—”
“Okay, enough,” Debbie said, holding up her palm. She put the final touches on her hair, then turned to him. “What do we do now?”
“Take my hand,” Shaker said, offering his.
Debbie took it. A second later, they were in her office. “Awesome,” she said, turning to the demon. “Can you do this every morning and evening?”
“Yes,” Shaker said, annoyed. “But sooner or later someone will observe us. I’d recommend teleporting only for special occasions. Besides, it takes a good deal of energy—”
“You teleport yourself everywhere, and come to my house to spend the night every evening,” Debbie said pointedly. “I don’t think it would take that much energy to stop and pick me up first.”
Shaker rolled his eyes. “I’m feeling married. When am I going to get the perks as well as the responsibilities, Mistress?”
“When I forgive you for withholding info,” Debbie said smoothly. “If Hell is so big on punishments, it should enjoy my punishing you. Be here at six.”
Shaker growled in displeasure, then disappeared.
Sheila walked in. “Dante is here in the conference room. Giorgio is with him, unofficially representing you. Are you ready?”
Debbie nodded.
They walked down the hall to the large room. Dante was there with a lawyer and what looked like a bodyguard.
“In fear for your life?” Sheila sneered.
“She already killed my father,” Dante said snidely. “I don’t know she wouldn’t try to kill me to stop me from revealing the truth.”
“What bullshit are you selling now?” Debbie said. “I didn’t kill Paul.”
“I have a video that shows you giving Rebecca and Paul a bottle of wine,” Dante said. “It shows my father drinking some, and then beginning to choke.” He paused, expectant. “Can you guess what it shows next?”
Nothing, Shaker said in Debbie’s mind. Because demons do not show up on media. We appear as a blurry figure, or blackish smoke. He has nothing.
“No,” Debbie said triumphantly. “Why don’t you tell me?”
The certainty in Dante’s eyes flickered. “It shows my father writhing in pain, and you keeping Rebecca from helping him. Rebecca hits her head on a table, and goes down. Then it shows him missing and you running out of the room.”
“Because that is exactly what happened,” Debbie said confidently. “I told the police all of that. Paul was acting crazy. He struck Rebecca a glancing blow and she fell. While I was seeing to her, he ran out of the room. When I determined that Rebecca wasn’t in danger, I went for help.”
“Why didn’t you call 911?” the lawyer asked. “There is a phone on your desk, Ms. Deal. Why leave the room at all?”
“Because I panicked,” Debbie replied. “I also knew that there was at least one person at the party that knew CPR. Part of Rebecca’s skull was crushed in. I wanted to get someone to help her. I was afraid she’d lose consciousness.”
“But that isn’t accepted First Aid procedure,” the lawyer said. “The procedure is to call 911, then begin CPR.”
Giorgio spoke up. “Listen, you two bit hack,” he said politely. “Either charge her with something officially through the police, or get out of here. Ms. Deal is neither a licensed First Aid responder, nor is she a volunteer EMT. We have no requirement at Pandora for employees not designated as such to know any CPR procedures. Ms. Deal acted perfectly normal in a terrible situation.”
“We have the tape,” Dante said confidently. “That’s evidence.
“It is evidence that what Debbie says happened really did happen. You have nothing, Dante, or you wouldn’t be here talking to us, the police would.” Giorgio stood up. “Unless you want to make an apology to Debbie, this meeting is over.”
Dante glared at Debbie. “I’ll get you before this is all over, you bitch.” He stalked out, followed by his lawyer.
Giorgio turned to Debbie. “What I told him was all true. I don’t think you have to worry about Dante charging you. He’s got nothing. But I’m going to put you in touch with a friend of mine, Mr. Catarella. If Dante does actually file charges, he can represent you.”
“Thanks, Giorgio,” Debbie said gratefully. She and Sheila walked back to her office, closing the door after them.
“Well,” Debbie said, sitting down in her chair. “Give me the status report. How is Pandora?”
“Flush with cash, hopefully, at 10am today,” Sheila said happily. “Once we have that, we can resume filming on both Absolution and Smoke and Ashes. The furlough was good in one aspect: Jett Black is recovering very well, and is out of his cast. He should be able to do the rest of his own scenes with no needed stunt doubles.”
“Good. How about Hells Gate?
“Ready to debut the last week of this month,” Sheila said happily. “The new rating is all signed and sealed.”
“Any new news?” Debbie prodded. “I know we don’t have any cash yet to acquire more scripts, but are there any you were looking at?”
“Not yet, though the writer for Smoke and Ashes is hard at work on a sequel. And I do have some good actor news. The priest I hired for Smoke and Ashes is just wonderful. He had a few months of pastoral schooling before he left that behind to become an actor. He’s a wealth of information.” Sheila’s tone became tentative. “I know that we have him dying at the end of Smoke and Ashes at the hands of one of the bad guys as another inspiration for the hero to keep fighting the good fight. But now I’m wondering if we shouldn’t leave him badly wounded and unconscious in a hospital or something, so he could come back for the sequel.”
Debbie considered various ideas, then snapped her fingers. “Or maybe as a ghost?”

Buy Links:

Melange Books:
http://www.melange-books.com/authors/tarafoxhall/1goodyear.html
Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01MYBIYK7
Lulu: https://www.lulu.com/shop/view-cart.ep
Barnes and Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/a-good-year-tara-fox-hall/1125532941?ean=2940153975535
Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/698474
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Author Bio:

Tara Fox Hall's writing credits include nonfiction, erotica, horror, suspense, action-adventure, children's stories, and contemporary and historical paranormal romance. She is the author of the paranormal fantasy Lash series and the paranormal romantic drama Promise Me series. Tara divides her free time unequally between writing novels and short stories, chainsawing firewood, caring for stray animals, sewing cat and dog beds for donation to animal shelters, and target practice. All of her published children's stories to date are free reads on www.childrens-stories.net.

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Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/TaraFH
Barnes and Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/s/tara-fox-hall
Melange Books: http://www.melange-books.com/authors/tarafoxhall/index.html
Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5286654.Tara_Fox_Hall     
Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Tara-Fox-Hall/e/B005YPAA4W/
Website: www.tarafoxhall.com
Email: tarafoxhallATgmail.com
Blog: http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5286654.Tara_Fox_Hall/blog
Facebook Page:
https://www.facebook.com/pages/Tara-Fox-Hall/151813374904903
Twitter: https://twitter.com/TerrorFoxHall
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Sunday, December 18, 2016

Free Christmas Adult Coloring Page!

Happy Holidays Everyone,

I hope you and yours are blessed. As my way of saying thank you for reading my blog, buying my books I wanted to give you a beautiful grayscale adult coloring page!

Click here to download a girl and her reindeer! Enjoy!


Saturday, November 12, 2016

Book Spotlight: Web of Memory by Tara Fox Hall


Blurb:

Sarelle’s return to her loved ones brings a brief measure of solace, even as she mourns all that changed in her absence. Rene’s presence and Sar’s pact with Shaker add as much tension as comfort, as the delicate balance of Sar’s life threatens to collapse under the weight of all she endured as Michael’s prisoner. Determined to reclaim her life, Sar fights back, inadvertently sparking Danial’s memory as an unseen ancient enemy prepares to strike a fatal blow.

Excerpt:

Lash was opening wound after wound on his attacking vampire with every stroke of his whip, but it was still on its feet, darting after him, hissing, its fangs bared, healing almost as fast as he hurt it. The other vampire was circling him, Lash’s knife clutched in one hand, ready to strike at the first opening.
Suddenly, Lash wrapped his whip around a huge painting with a snap of his wrist, and pulled it down. It splintered over the armed vampire’s head, knocking him down, though it didn’t let go of the knife. Lash was on him, a shattered table leg in his hand. With a snarling hiss, he drove it into the vampire’s chest, even as the other grabbed hold of him. The staked vampire let out a breath to scream and dropped the knife, even as Lash turned to punch the other vampire in the teeth, breaking one of his fangs.
The staked vampire was trying with blood-slick hands to pull out the stake, but Lash decapitated him with a blow to the throat with his blade, severing his head, blood spurting out. Lash cleaned his knife on the dead vampire’s clothes, and got to his feet, still only in his underwear. The broken fang vampire backed away, until he was in front of the one holding me.
Lash advanced slowly. “You bastards,” he hissed menacingly. “Come over here.”
“Come and get me, Lash,” the vampire holding me hissed. “And see what happens!”
Lash started for us, but another vampire erupted from the shadows, grabbing hold of him. I watched in fear as it sank its fangs into his neck and began to drink. Lash snarled in pain, bared his own fangs, and sank them into the vampire’s hand. The feeding vampire tore his fangs out of Lash with a scream and tried to pull away, fighting hard as he began to shake. Lash shoved backward into him, knocking them both to the floor and kept biting for another few seconds before he abruptly let go.
Lash sprang to his feet and stalked toward us. The bitten vampire stayed down, now convulsing.
“So it’s true!” the vampire in front of me said incredulously. “Your poison can affect our kind.”
“You want some of that?” Lash hissed in fury. “You’re getting some either way, Fuckface. Let her
go. I’ll give you a head start, if you let her go now.”
The vampires both hissed, backing away with me towards the door as Lash advanced. Abruptly, the vampire holding me let go and began convulsing. He fell to the floor, his back bent almost double as he screeched his lungs out. With a deafening crackle of energy, the vampire in front of us also went to his knees, his hair alight at the ends, his eyes melting as he scrabbled at them with his fingers, unseeing.
Rene was behind me, sparks of energy still running through her hands. “He’s dead,” she said calmly. “They both are. A few more jerks, and that’ll be it. Are you okay, Sister?”

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Author Bio:

Tara Fox Hall's writing credits include nonfiction, erotica, horror, suspense, action-adventure, children's stories, and contemporary and historical paranormal romance. She is the author of the paranormal fantasy Lash series and the paranormal romantic drama Promise Me series. Tara divides her free time unequally between writing novels and short stories, chainsawing firewood, caring for stray animals, sewing cat and dog beds for donation to animal shelters, and target practice. All of her published children's stories to date are free reads on www.childrens-stories.net.

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Sunday, December 20, 2015

Author Spotlight: Uprising, The Rose Warriors by Craig Kimber


Available from Amazon, and Leap of Faith Publishing

Blurb:

In a small village over the mountains surrounding Kyoto, the villagers prepare for an annual tradition. All seems to go well until the village is stormed and all the inhabitants are taken prisoner, except one. Simple village girl, Osei, finds herself alone in the misty mountains on her way to the city. A run in with a near death experience brings her to Kilik, an extremely powerful samurai who vows to keep her safe. Their ventures pull them both into a war beyond imagination, and Osei finds herself gradually transforming into something that she grew up to fear...a samurai.

Excerpt:

“Do you need assistance, girl?” he asked, with a smile.
         
“No, thank you, that won’t be necessary...boy.” I chuckled. I thought this gesture would get me into trouble, but he just chuckled back and moved over toward me.
          
“Allow me,” he said. As I was expecting him to take my hand, he picked me up to carry me in his arms.
         
“Wow, the hands on approach...” I said. I thought with remarks like this I was sending him a bad first impression, but strangely he seemed to enjoy my humour. He then set me down on the other side, and then moved back over to where he was stood before.
         
“My name is Kilik,” he said after picking his spear up off the stony ground.
          
“I’m Osei,” I said with a smile.
         
“Pretty...” he said. He seemed more fixated on me than the conversation as his eyes were looking me up and down, though strangely this did not make me feel uncomfortable.
         
“Thank my father...” I sighed. “Sadly, that isn’t at all possible. I don’t think my parents are alive”
         
“I share your feeling,” he said, hanging his head. “I too have lost someone close to me...I look to the stars every night and hope she is safe.”
          
“Would that be an old love?” I asked curiously. His expression turned from sadness to anger, and his fists clenched and began to shake.
         
“No...” he sighed, taking a deep breath to calm down. “Love is a matter I would rather not discuss. My heart is too fragile at this point in time.”
         
“I’m sorry,” I said softly. He stayed silent and regained his calm state of mind.
         
“So answer me this...” he began, his tone sounded one of great interest. “What is a helpless girl like you doing wandering around this time of night...especially around a place like this?”
          
“I’m on my way to Kyoto,” I said. “I have no exact destination. Besides the White Tiger spirit will keep me safe on my journey.”
          
“The White Tiger spirit?” he tittered. “The only thing residing in these mountains is me. To be honest if this spirit did exist, it didn’t do a very good job back there dealing with those thugs!”
         
“I guess you are right,” I sighed, glancing down at the floor in embarrassment.
          
“Well, I could escort you there, but after we arrive we go our separate ways. I will only bring you danger...of the worst kind.” he said. He gave me a look of concern which made me feel much safer with him. Not taking into consideration what he just told me, I hastily nodded.
          
“We should set out as soon as possible,” I said while checking my surroundings “This place makes me feel uneasy”
         
“As you wish...Osei,” he smiled and escorted me to the nearest tree line.

About Craig Kimber:

Start of Career: I started writing as a hobby at the beginning of February 2011, and my love for samurai stories led me to begin writing "The Rose Warriors: Uprising." Originally named "The Five Rose Warriors," its main influence was the video game, "Way of the Samurai." When playing the game I found that a single samurai building a faction to take down a vast empire was simply exhilarating, so I decided that I need to make that my aim. The story started as a simple village girl learning to be a samurai, but the idea just wasn't special enough. I asked myself "What will make this book different to every other book I have read?" So I did some research and I found that there were hardly any stories written about the historic fall of the samurai, which the movie "The Last Samurai (Tom Cruise)" is revolved around.
After the first four chapters I let my friend read it, and I was told it was the best story he had ever read. I passed it around to get some further opinions, and I was asked every time "What happens next?" with the upmost enthusiasm. I thought up some ideas for how to make the story different to every other samurai rebellion story, so I called upon another genre passion, fantasy. I took the end of the samurai era, and transformed it into a war filled with magic and supernatural beings.
I spent every single night coming up with ideas of how to make it better and all I could think about while living life was the story, and it was from that moment I discovered my calling was to make a living of my newfound passion. More ideas for stories started to fill my head and began to make plans for future novels, including the sequel to "Uprising," "Revival."

Thursday, September 24, 2015

Newest release from Mickie Sherwood

Beyond excited about the newest release from Mickie Sherwood:





Templet's Tasty Tails
Price: $3.99

Loss…life…love. What a difference a year makes!

Blurb:

Web Designer Erika Washington's contract with her childhood best friend covers all possibilities about her pregnancy. But, one unpredictable event redirects her future. As a donor-surrogate, what does one do when fate changes the plan and claims the lives of the intended parents? If you're selfless, strong-willed Erika Washington, you mount a defense to keep your baby.
Entrepreneur Booker Templet, owner of Templet's Tasty Tails, secretly agrees to help his first cousin. However, unfortunate circumstances change the course of his life. After he learns the identity of the other donor, Booker plans to be a part of his child's life. No matter what.
Will Erika and Booker battle over custody of the baby? Will their horrible loss help them find consolation in each other's arms? Or will fate intervene yet again?


Scene: After Booker becomes her client, Erika accepts his invitation to have a firsthand look at his business operations.

Excerpt:
Erika allowed him to escort her up the stairs and across the porch. He held the screen for her to enter his house. Ceiling fans circulated the crosscurrent breeze coming through the open windows. The room's atmosphere lured her in further. Since he remained at her back, she swiveled to look at him.
"Is that surprise you're trying to hide?"
"Yes. I'll admit it. I'm surprised." She smiled at him. "I thought I was coming to your packing facility." Erika pivoted to look around.
"Down that hallway. You can't miss it."
"Thanks." Her steps were brisk but quiet because of her sneakers. "I won't be long."
"Take your time."
She made haste in taking care of her needs. When she emerged, he was nowhere in sight. Nosy, she peeked into each doorway on her trek to the front porch. Through the last one, she spotted a tall cabinet filled with horse and rider trophies. A cowboy. Opening the screen door, Erika said, "I'm ready."
Booker, sitting in a rocker, had his leg leisurely draped over the arm. He got up. "Did you handle your business okay?"
"Do you always come across as having no tact?" Erika left him on the porch. Turning, she continued, "Or is that reserved for my benefit?"
"Sorry. I know I can be blunt at times."
"You can say that again."
"I know I can be—"
"Oh. Now you've got jokes." Giving him an admonishing eye, she headed around the house.
"I don't know why"—his long steps had him beside her—"but you strike me as someone who's intuitive, artistic, creative, clever, and all with a sense of humor."
Erika stopped suddenly. "You've got to be kidding." She looked at the black rims with the silver, riveted studs.
"No. I mean every word."
"No," she contested. "Not that." Erika looked up at Booker, then at his truck. "That."
Laughing, Booker placed a hand on her shoulder. "See what I mean? A sense of humor on display."
"I can't climb up there." Although she adjusted the leg of her jeans, her protruding tummy hindered her knee lift.
"You don't have to." He uttered those words as he reached and cradled her in his arms.
"Put me down, Booker Templet."
"Erika." He looked her dead in her unbelieving eyes. "It's the only way to get you into the truck. Will you open the door for me, please?"
She did. "Now, put me down." Her tush met the leather seat.

Buy:
Coming soon to B&N.

Bio:

Mickie Sherwood is an author and novice photographer who takes nature pictures right in her own backyard. She loves to engage in her favorite pastime which also incites her creativity. Combine that aspect of her life with the enjoyment of spending time with her family, and cruising vacations, and the development of interesting characters who encounter intriguing circumstances is not very far behind.



Tags: Mainstream, Contemporary, Interracial, Surrogate, Sweetly Sensual Romance, Behind Closed Doors

Wednesday, May 20, 2015

Tips for Writers Finding Harry Larry and Lou by Kayelle Allen



Kayelle Allen is the author of the best selling Tarthian Empire Companion, an illustrated World-Building Bible and Guide to Writing a Science Fiction Series.

Here's a cool trick if you have several books and you want to find out which book mentions a character. Create a separate folder and into it copy each of your books. Don't put your originals in there. MAKE COPIES. Take out any bit at the end of the book that mentions upcoming stories (such as sneak peeks) that might contain the character's name. You want only the actual story in these documents. Keep this folder. You'll be surprised how handy it is for searching details when you write a series.

Finding Harry, Larry, and Lou

Now that everything is together, look at your folder menu. You'll see something like "Tools" at the top. Click that, and open Folder Options. Click the Search tab. Under "What to search" there are two choices. Pick the one that says "Always search file names and contents."
When you click in the search box and type a name, the program will show you which book has the character's name.
NOTE: It warns that this might take several minutes, but since you'll mainly use it for searching this folder, that's fine. I use it routinely on all folders, and it's a great way to find info I've lost or a document for which I can't remember the title. I have a 2TB hard drive and to me, it's not that long -- maybe a few seconds. Click OK to save the option. Don't worry. If it does prove to be too long for everyday use for you, you can easily change it back.
WARNING: Think about the name before you assume the person is mentioned. For example, if you have a guy named Van Smith, both those words have other meanings. Does one character drive a van? Does the other have a Smith and Wesson? Does someone who is a smith live in Van Nuys? Be sure you know how the word was used within the document if it has shades of meaning or uses. If you aren't sure, open the document, use CTRL+F (or CMD+F for Mac) and type the name. Then you'll know for sure. But rather than open each document for each character, it's super quick to type it once and search all the books at the same time.

Taken from the Tarthian Empire Companion, an illustrated World-Building Bible and Guide to Writing a Science Fiction Series. Original art by Jamin Allen and Kayelle Allen.


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About the Companion


Genre Non-fiction, Reference
Author Kayelle Allen

Book heat level (based on movie ratings): G

For the science fiction writer, this volume teaches you how to build believable worlds, track details of your story, organize your writing, and lay out your story bible. Novice or experienced, you will pick up tricks and tips here. This EPIC eBook Award winning writer shares organizational tips, links to marketing sites, groups supporting writers, science fiction groups, and more. Material from the author's 90+ page website is included.

For the science fiction fan, the Companion reveals the worldbuilding magic that makes Kayelle Allen's Tarthian Empire tick. She shares every character in every book, 10k years of future history, offers inside peeks at scenes and stories, lays out a quick tour of the Empire, and dishes up a surfeit of secrets, all in one illustrated volume. Original art by Jamin Allen and Kayelle Allen.


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About the Author


Kayelle Allen is a best-selling, multi-published, award-winning author. Her unstoppable heroes and heroines
include contemporary every day folk, role-playing immortal gamers, futuristic covert agents, and warriors who purr.

About the Illustrator


Jamin Allen is the founder of Nimajination Studios, and is known as "Volgraza" on the popular YouTube channel V^2Gamers, which features game play, advice, and update information for games such as SpaceEngineers, and other games on Steam. He is the son of Kayelle Allen.