United by destiny, they must stand together to face an ancient evil.....
Ceri Edwards and two school friends lift the lid on an ancient book of recipes belonging to Betty Williams, a volunteer at the local hospital in Pontypridd, South Wales. Two Kansas City cops step off a flight at London Heathrow and one of them falls to the ground with a painful conviction that there's something evil in the air.
United in their destinies, Ceri and the police officers are drawn into a world where prophecies are pitted against invisible forces planning to raze London to the ground and bring down the Royal Family.
It all rests with Dai Williams, recently knighted MI5 agent and reluctant hero, to bring some order to the improbable events and to ensure that afternoon tea at The Ritz continues for another hundred years.
A great cross between Kim Newman and Ben Aaranovitch and a thrill for any fan of contemporary urban horror.
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A decent, pot-bellied, cast iron cauldron usually sold for a hundred pounds. One that was antique and appropriately fire-tarnished doubled the sum. Use by an accredited witch—specifically a member of the Dynion Mwyn tradition—could nudge that figure into the stratosphere. That was because a well-used cauldron was believed to absorb spells into the metalwork, supposedly making incantations more effective. Debunking that idea was as fruitless as rubbishing homeopathy—particularly now that Welsh folklore remedies had royal approval and were being marketed under the Cymry Originals brand, with a crest of giant leeks crossed like swords under a flying harp.
None of that was of the slightest interest to the three girls peering into the bubbling contents of the vessel. Ceri, Dilys and Bronwen liked to imagine their Celtic magick delivered with Grimm determination and lashings of David Giuntoli whom they had already accorded the title of ‘Honorary Welshman’. He would know a good potion if he saw one and would have no time for fictional fripperies like wands. They were for stupid kids who knocked themselves out walking into the wall between platforms at railway stations. Owls were cool, though, although they were far too self-important to be used as posties.
All three would-be witches were outfitted courtesy of Georgio @ Asda. ‘Gold Witch’ was an absolute steal at three pounds—if zero carat bling rocks your cwch. They had also considered the ‘Mental Patient’ blood-spattered straitjacket costume, but Bronwen’s mum was a social worker and thought the mentally ill deserved more respect than a few pence-worth of garish polyester. A gorily-streaked, plastic meat cleaver was an optional extra and she thought it was very realistic.
It was all for show, of course. They had no need of such embellishments, but it kept their mothers happy—and, hopefully, ignorant of what they were up to. The fact that Halloween—or, more accurately, All Hallows’ Eve—was just around the corner, provided the perfect smokescreen for their activities. There was always the chance Ceri’s mum might enter the room while they were in the middle of adding an eye or two of newt, so they had the music system turned up loud and playing Super Furry Animals. Actually, newt eyes were so yesterday. They’d read that modern witchery had honed the ingredients down to essences of magic which could be bought over the internet if you knew where to look. Currently, they had no internet thanks to the stupid British government, so they’d had to improvise— after tossing salt over their left shoulders, crossing their fingers and reciting a hundred Hail Marys.
After 25 years, Thomas Robert Higginson and Vashti meet again, and Vashti must compete with the fantasy version of herself that Thomas has carried all those years. He makes good on everything he has promised Vashti who has the best intimacy, best sex of her life.
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Craving a gritty, kickass heroine? If you like guns, magic, & romance, you need this book!
A deadly price for freedom. A power she can't control.
Helena Martin doesn't know who she hates more, the sorcerers who fired the magic-laced bullet or the gang-lord master who used her mother as a shield. Both hunt the remnants of her pack and the only way Helena can protect them is using her newly-unleashed magic to lead the two factions away.
With a coveted book of spells as bait, she flees Miami and heads for her mother’s Minnesota hometown. There, salvation comes in the form of a dog rescue willing to take in a different kind of stray. The illusion of a peaceful life is seductive but with sorcerers and bounty hunters sniffing around every corner, Helena fights to keep her past, her pursuers, and her unstable power a secret.
Then she discovers it’s not the spell book her enemies are after, but Helena herself, and the strange power she can barely control. When her master’s bounty hunters threaten her new home, Helena realizes that protecting the people she’s grudgingly come to love leaves her with one option: join the sorcerers who killed her mother.
Mike Stewart is a bad boy.
Sleeping around. Boozing. Fighting with teammates.
Name a bad behavior and he’s done it—done it so well, in fact, that he almost tanked his career as a starting defensemen for the NHL’s San Francisco Gold.
But Mike is done with all that. He’s starting with a fresh foot forward and putting his past behind him.
That is, until his past quite literally reappears before his eyes.
Sara Jetty is just as beautiful as she was a decade before, but Mike hasn’t seen her since she left for her first Olympics and scored a gold medal in women’s figure skating. Now something has put shadows in her eyes, a familiar type of hurt he is all too well versed in.
This Sara wants nothing to do with him. Their easy friendship is gone and in its place is a hardened woman who’s nothing like the girl from his past.
Still, Mike hasn’t become a top defensemen in the NHL by being afraid of hard work, and he isn’t about to let Sara push him away. Come hell or high water, he’s going to crack her tough outer shell and find the sweet, innocent woman he’s lusted after and loved, in equal measure, for more than ten years.
The Other La Bohème is literary fiction that depicts the lives and loves of four friends who pursue opera singers’ careers in present-day New York City. Jennifer (soprano), Stephanie (mezzo-soprano), Henry (tenor), and John (baritone) met in music school in Manhattan, where they performed Puccini’s famous opera La Bohème at their graduation concert. After graduation they banded together as a group called the Dolci Quattro, pledging to support one another in their professional pursuits. Several years later, they have landed the roles of Mimi, Musette, Marcello, and Rodolfo in the nearly forgotten opera La Bohème by Leoncavallo—known as “the other La Bohème”—which is to be produced by the New York Bel Canto Opera.
Alluding to the opera form, the novel opens with an Overture, a hymn that leads into Act I. Scene 1 begins with arias and a duet sung by Henry and Stephanie in the Café Momus. Jennifer and John come in, and they congratulate each other on their new roles. Immediately, though, the thoughts of the current state of their personal lives cool their enthusiasm.
Each Scene that follows is narrated alternately by one of the four members of the Dolci Quattro. As the story unfolds, Jennifer discovers that her fiancé, Richard, an investment banker and a fiction writer, is having an affair with another woman. Stephanie struggles to find a steady love, while perturbed by a strained relationship with her father, a billionaire hedge fund manager, who abandoned her late mother. Henry faces a pressure from his family to renounce his bohemian life for a more respectful career as he meets his new love, Christine, a poet. John receives a summons for divorce from the lawyer of his wife Michelle, a painter.
Set in the rich artistic backdrop of New York City, as the novel proceeds from Act I to Act II, Act III, Intermezzo, and Act IV, the Dolci Quattro’s lives and loves go through ups and downs in joy and despair, while true to their pledge they give one another much-needed moral support. As the opening night nears, the Dolci Quattro make their utmost efforts to perfect their singing for the opera that will determine their future.
Nobody tells you how much your life will change right before you turn 30. They only tell you about the obvious things that you can Google, and not the heartbreak, addiction or even jail time that comes with it. Welcome to Broken Condoms and Promises, where best friends Siya, Eshari and Cassidy are all about to have their worlds turned upside down one year shy of their dirty thirties.
At 29, Siya was used to living lavish and only having to worry about herself. She’s content with being a homeowner with no kids and living the single life. She was used to keeping to herself, because she was much more in love with her independence than the idea of actually loving another human being. When things in her professional life turn from sugar to…well, you know, she’s forced to rely on what she knows to keep her bills paid. In turn, she gives a whole new meaning to the term, promiscuous girl. In the midst of that, she reconnects with her ex, Dacarri Blackmon. He’s back with a mission to set her heart on fire and show her what a real emotional connection feels like the second time around. If he plays his cards right, he may be able to win her back if her new “profession” doesn’t get in the way.
Coming up, it wasn’t hard for Eshari to attract a man to take care of her so she wouldn’t have to lift a finger. To her friends, she has the perfect life. She’s always traveling and going on shopping sprees, but at what cost? Her husband Hassan is a wealthy businessman of Persian and African-American descent. After three years of marriage, she finds herself wanting the one thing his money can’t buy her; a baby. While desperate to conceive after a miscarriage, she learns of her husband’s infidelity. Blinded by her desires to relish in the joys of motherhood, she decides to take matters into her own hands by rewriting her fate. While in the thick of it with Hassan, will she learn that true love doesn’t cost a thing?
Cassidy learned a long time ago that men were replaceable. Miss one, wait another 15 minutes and another will show up. She’s spent the last few years of her twenties never letting her feet hit the ground before she’s swept up into the arms of one new beau after the next. While her ex, Nasir, is serving time for a drug wrap, she finally decides to get her life together and settle down. She puts away her days of being just another trophy girlfriend to another street king. That’s when she meets a baller with a legitimate bank roll, Jonathan Welch, a prestigious figure on the Hill in Washington D.C. She quickly falls knee-deep in love with his charm and good looks, until he starts to send her on an emotional roller coaster with too many broken promises. Feeling played and hell bent on revenge, she accepts the help of an old flame to permanently extinguish a new one.
This spicy tale follows these three as their relationships are tested and all rules are broken. With the odds stacked up against them, will this small circle of friends make it through the storm or will their own personal drama consume them? After all, pressure creates diamonds.
ENTER TOMORROW with a 3 book YA Robot Cyberpunk Dystopia series
EXOTIQA - Book 1
THIRTY - Book 1.5
SPHERE - Book 2
When the nation is controlled by a popular online program, those that deviate risk their lives. But that never stopped Fione.
Read the second release by author M. Black, which fans of Divergent and The Glitch will enjoy. Filled with haunting questions of consciousness and artificial intelligence, identity and self-awareness, politics and love, life and death, the reader will be engaged in an entertaining story filled with futuristic technology.
Set in the cyberpunk year 2055 in British Columbia, Canada, where humans are part robotic and robots are becoming more humanlike, the line dividing the two is becoming less clear.
When sixteen-year-old Fione meets Maci, a twenty-one-year-old Flexbot who escapes from ImaTech located along the crust of the Coast Mountains, Fione’s life is taken on a roller-coaster ride of events that begins with trying to save Maci from ImaTech Corporation and ends with trying to save the country.
With Fione's best friend and love interest, a Flexbot named Pix, Fione and Maci must come face-to-face with the greatest dangers their country has ever seen and learn the disturbing secrets of the popular online program Exotiqa—which her friends, family, and most of the country has downloaded onto their Cerebral Slabs. This won’t be easy, since Maci’s only love and greatest enemy, nicknamed Thirty, is tracking her every move.
Fans of Divergent, iRobot, The Glitch, Blade Runner (Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?), artificial intelligence, robotics, and futuristic technology will enjoy this YA Robot Cyberpunk Dystopian about two young, but strong female heroines who must save the fragile system crumbling around them.
Book 1: Heart of a Marine
Falling in love wasn’t part of the contract...
Single dad and wounded warrior, Dwayne Dempsey, has no idea what he’s bargained for when he signs a construction contract with the curvy Marla Danaher to honcho her condo conversion. The last thing he needs is a sexy property developer breathing down his neck every step of the project. Her strong-minded bossiness should turn him off, but oddly, only makes her more desirable to him.
Book 2: Love of a Marine
Wounded Marine veteran, Cluny McPherson, is ready to throw in the towel. Why are his PTSD nightmares worse now, more than ten years after the ambush outside Fallujah? He hates his growing feelings of hopelessness and doubts he’ll ever live a normal life. He loves women and kids, and he desires a loving woman in his life, one who wants a family as much as he does. But with the nightmares getting worse, the only female he dares spend an entire night with is his loyal service dog, Queen, a war vet herself. Until one day on a California beach, he meets a beautiful woman and her young boy and everything changes. For the first time in years, there’s a chance of healing...and a chance at love.
Book 3: Soul of a Marine
The one Marine MSgt Misty Beachy could not command is back.
She commanded Marines in a war zone. Because she didn’t look the part didn’t mean she couldn’t do the job. Her men took her orders and respected her. The only thorn in her side was Major Jack Hawk, close air support pilot. He didn’t like women in combat. But he had saved her unit from deadly ambush.
Wounded vet, MSgt Misty Beachy has found a niche in civilian life. Training sniffer dogs for Customs. Then prickly Hot Stick Hawk, combat pilot, returns.
When PI Mac McClellan's girlfriend convinces him to join the Palmetto Paranormal Society, he becomes embroiled in a case of whooodunnit. The society president, while investigating an old hotel, is found dead at the foot of the stairwell, his neck broken. The man's secretary and current squeeze stands horrified beside his body. Authorities rule the death an accident. Mac has doubts--no one heard the man tumbling down the stairs. Then the secretary dies in an apparent suicide. Two deaths in two paranormal investigations, and not a peep out of either victim. Mac suspects there's more going on than a vengeful spirit. Book 4 in the Mac McClellan Mystery series, which began with Deadly Catch.
I felt like a complete idiot following my girlfriend, Kate Bell, up the narrow dusty stairs to the attic above the third floor. I wiped another cobweb out of my face and beard as Kate turned the antique glass knob. The door creaked open. She shined the small flashlight around the room before stepping inside. At five-eight, plus her new jogging shoes, she barely cleared the top of the doorway.
“Well, are you coming?” she asked as I hesitated by the open door.
“I don’t know, there might be a ghooost in there!”
She fought back a smile. “Very funny, Mac. Get your butt in here, you big, bad, hunky Marine.”
What a man won’t do for love. Not needing a crack on the forehead, I ducked and followed Kate inside the cluttered old room. Dust rose and floorboards groaned with every step. “Sure as hell aren’t going to sneak up on any spooks in this place,” I said.
Kate huffed. “They are not spooks; they’re ghosts, or spirits. How about showing a little respect for the dead?”
“Pardon me. My apologies to the dearly departed.”
For the last month Kate had been driving me nuts bugging me to join the Palmetto Paranormal Society. To keep the peace I’d finally relented. The old Navarro Hotel on the northern outskirts of Parkersville was my first paranormal investigation, although I’ve been a licensed private investigator for about a year now. I was living comfortably on my monthly military retirement check until a long-dead boyfriend from Kate’s past showed up alive. You could say I was “drafted” into working for Hightower Investigations, a PI business owned and operated by Frank Hightower. Headquarters is in Destin, Florida, Kate’s hometown. Frank’s on the backside of sixty, and a lifelong friend of the Bell family. He’s “Uncle Frank” to Kate.
When I retired from the Marine Corps two-plus years ago after a twenty-four year career, I put down roots in St. George, a coastal village in the eastern Florida Panhandle. Meeting Kate, who worked at Gillman’s Marina, played a big part in my decision to stay. Her good looks, knockout figure, and feistiness grabbed me from the beginning. I had no clue then that I’d soon be working as a private eye. But that’s another story.
There was a light turnout for tonight’s investigation. Maybe the rest of the members were out drinking Margaritas in celebration of Cinco de Mayo. That beat chasing after ghosts in this ramshackle building. Kate and I were covering the third floor and attic of the dilapidated hotel which dated back to the early twentieth century. Len and Marsha Cavanaugh, a retired couple in their late sixties, were snooping around the second floor. The first floor was the responsibility of Dr. Ernest Bagwell, our fearless leader and professor of psychology at Parkersville University. The Prof was accompanied by his secretary and current squeeze, Stella Crawford, a pixieish redhead with a figure like Hollywood legend, Elizabeth Taylor.
“Check the room for cold spots,” Kate said as she placed some sort of ghost meter thing in the middle of the floor.
“Aye, aye, ma’am.” I aimed the pistol-shaped infrared thermometer around the room, watching the red dot dancing on the walls.
“Well?” Kate said after a minute.
“Negative on the cold spots, but I wish there was. It’s hot as hell up here.”
Kate huffed and said, “All you’ve done is complain since we got here.”
“Well, the Braves are playing the Nationals tonight. They’re tied for first.”
Kate ignored my remark. “Let’s try an EVP session. You sit on the chest over by that wall,” she said, pointing the way across the room with her flashlight. “I’ll sit here. And make sure your recorder is turned on.”
“Ma’am, yes ma’am.” I creaked across the attic floor to the old chest and used my salty Braves cap to knock off layers of dust. “What’s that mean, again?”
Kate sighed. “Electronic voice phenomena. I see you’ve really been studying the book I gave you.”
“Oh yeah, this is where we get to talk to the spooks hanging out up here.”
Kate huffed again. “Why don’t you just go home and watch your stupid game?”
Oops. She was getting pissed. “I’m sorry. I know this stuff’s important to you. I’ll behave.”
“Thank you. Now, is your recorder turned on?”
“Okay. Remember to talk as if you’re having a normal conversation,” Kate said. “I’ll go first.”
“Is there anybody with us here?”
“We mean you no harm. We’d just like to communicate with you.”
I struggled to keep from laughing.
“Did you die in this hotel? Are you trapped here?”
Silence for a moment, and then Kate pressed a finger to her lips. “Shh . . . did you hear that?”
“It sounded like a thump. Didn’t you hear it?”
Kate looked disappointed. “You ask something. Maybe they’ll respond to a man’s voice.”
Some people never learn, but I couldn’t resist. I mustered up the most serious voice I could manage. “Whoooo’s winning the Braves’ game?”
Kate bounced up from the old chair. “Dang it, Mac, can’t you—”
A blood-curdling scream from below cut her off.
Sometimes life, as well as death, is about second chances. Luckless Telly Martin doesn't have a clue. An awful gambler trying to scrape by as a professional poker player, he becomes the protégé of world famous poker champion Clutch Henderson. The only catch…Clutch is a ghost. Telly and Clutch must navigate the seedy gambling underbelly of Las Vegas learning to trust each other in order to win the elusive International Series of Poker, repair their shattered personal relationships and find redemption in this life and the hereafter.