Tag Archives: Fiction

Jason’s Authors You Should Know – Aaron Hamilton

AaronToday’s author you should know is Aaron Hamilton.

Aaron is an amazing writer who’s style and fluid writing is something I’ve enjoyed since I first read some of his work. To be honest, his writing is so engaging and well done that I can say I’m a touch jealous of his command of story and the language used to convey it. He’s that good! He writes primarily science fiction but also delves into fantasy and some horror.

We first met over Twitter maybe in 2015 or so. I’m fairly certain it was before I released Nonlocalmy first book in 2016. Since then, I’ve gotten to know him better and watch him grow as a writer. I’ve leaned on him for feedback and have been honored to offer my opinion on some of his unpublished work. He was one of my earliest supporters and advocates, something I won’t forget.

Though he has yet to release a novel (something I hope is fixed soon!) he has had a couple short stories published in the Nonlocal Science Fiction anthologies, offering his story Catalyst for issue 1 and his story The Hzeen for issue 3.

You can find more about Aaron at his blog Escalator Shoes or give him a follow on Twitter.

Advertisements

Jason’s Authors You Should Know – Merri Halma

MerriToday’s author you should know is Merri Halma.

Merri is a talented writer of modern fantasy, especially her young adult Indigo Travelers series. She’s determined and supportive, always willing to lend a hand and IndigoTravelersshare books and posts. Merri is an excellent writer and often infuses her entertaining tales with characters searching for an inner wisdom.

I first met Merri through a Facebook group for authors of science fiction and fantasy. She also participated in the 30 Days, 30 Authors event created by Lucinda Moebius. Through that event, I learned a lot about Merri and grew to appreciate her as a fellow indie author.

I interviewed Merri last year on the blog. You can find that here.

From her Amazon page:

I enjoy writing, talking with readers, learning new things, and meeting with other writers who want to be published. My husband and family live in Idaho. An avid Doctor Who fan, I dream of being able to time travel and hope one day to go to England to see the wonders of the countryside and visit the city Doctor Who and Torchwood were filmed in. Maybe even chance to see it being filmed and meeting the actors.

You can find out more about Merri at her blog.


Come back tomorrow for another author you should know!

Jason’s Authors You Should Know – Eric Asher

Eric_R_Asher_ProfileToday’s author you should know is Eric Asher.

So…Eric Asher. The dude is amazing! His writing is so engaging and entertaining. If you don’t know him, he writes urban fantasy and steampunk (among other genres) and he writes it well! Eric hails from St. Louis but you’ll most often find him out in the wild at some type of reader/author convention around the US.

I first met Eric at a small con called ConTamination in St. Louis back in 2016. He had this massive display that made my one little book look terrible. It wasn’t the best con but I made tons of connections there, Eric one of them. We then both attended PennedCon last Steambornyear in St. Louis where he introduced me to a way to create audiobooks (which is why I know have my ya scifi series on audio. Thanks Eric!) Whenever I’ve asked him about the business side of things or writing in general, he’s been so accommodating and helpful.

Eric is super-talented and easily approachable. He’s a prolific writer and takes his craft seriously, often giving back to the writing community through panels and advice. If you’ve not tried his steampunk series Steamborn or his urban fantasy Vesik series, you need to give them a shot.

From his Amazon page:

Eric is a former bookseller, cellist, and comic seller currently living in Saint Louis, Missouri. A lifelong enthusiast of books, music, toys, and games, he discovered a love for the written word after being dragged to the library by his parents at a young age. When he is not writing, you can usually find him reading, gaming, or buried beneath a small avalanche of Transformers.

To find out more about Eric, check out his website or his Amazon page.


Come back tomorrow for another author you should know!

 

Excerpt: Master Fantastic by JS Frankel

JS Frankel is an amazing writer who writes primarily young adult scifi and fantasy. He’s been gracious enough to share an excerpt from his book Master Fantastic. Read on and please check out the book and his other books as well.


Synopsis:
High school student Paul Coleman’s life is an ordinary one. His existence takes a turn for the extraordinary when he and his best friend, Rory, are attacked by a winged demon one day. The demon, which calls itself Hekla, possesses the power of sound, and kills Rory with its scream. Paul survives, but the force from the blast has left him mainly deaf.

A year later, Paul is out of school, working part-time, and is fearful of going deaf forever. Although he has learned sign language well, he wonders where his life will go. All that changes when Montague (Monty) Trillian, also known as Master Fantastic, enters his life and requests his services as a sign language teacher for his daughter, Myrna.

Paul accepts, and soon finds out that Trillian is not just any magician, but an Elementalist, one capable of wielding the four elements of Earth with ease. He can also open portals to other worlds, and often does so, visiting those of earth, water, and fire.

Many adventures follow, and Paul and Myrna grow close, but Hekla returns and demands Myrna be given to her. It seems that Myrna is the product of a union between Monty and Hekla, and like all mothers, she desires to protect her own.

Now, Paul must do everything he can to save Myrna from being used for a fate far worse than death, and only the abilities of Master Fantastic can save them all—or can they?


Excerpt from Master Fantastic

Trillian excused himself to make a brief call. He walked out of the room, and I engaged in navel-gazing, but did take a quick peek to see whether his daughter had moved from her position. She hadn’t. My employer then came back wearing an expression of satisfaction. “It’s all taken care of,” he said with a satisfied air. He’d already sold the house?

“I have,” he informed me. “My real-estate agent, Larry Bloom, will go over to your house tomorrow morning, appraise it, and then come here at three-thirty to go over the details with you.” He then cocked his head to one side. “So, are you ready to go?”

“Go where, sir, er, Mr. Trillian?” “We’re going to see what’s behind door number one.”

Come again? His face had a mysterious smile on it. He walked over to Myrna, waved his hand in front of her face to get her attention, and then signed we should go back to the basement. She nodded, put down her book, and dutifully followed.

MASTERFANTASTIC final cover!Downstairs, Trillian ducked behind a partition and changed into his tux. I stared into the mirror he had down there and saw my face. Can you say confused? I didn’t know what to think. Was this some kind of kinky joke? After coming out to face us, he gave me a reassuring smile. “Paul, I know this will come as a shock to you, but since you’re going to be part of this family from now on, it’s only right you should know everything.”

Know what? What was this part of the family stuff he’d started feeding me? I knew it. I’d just signed on to a white slavery ring, and images of being someone’s plaything did a tap dance in my head. “What do you mean, sir?”

Trillian didn’t answer, merely turned and muttered something under his breath, cast his arms out and… holy… oh you gotta be kidding me! A door, bluish-green and pulsating, opened in the air. Around five feet in diameter, it was a door to… where? I cast a quick glance at Myrna’s face, and it looked calm enough as if she’d been expecting it to happen. Me, I was about to drop a load right then and there. “What… what’s going on?”

This couldn’t be real, could it? Trillian turned to us, his smile still in place, something that offered the promise of adventure. “Paul, I’m a performer. If my talents are appreciated here, they can also be appreciated elsewhere.”

Uh, yeah, but this is… weird. “Sir, what is that thing? I mean, you’re not tossing an illusion at me… are you?” Right now, this whole experience gave me an out-of-my body feeling. I was seeing this, but not really believing it. My hand came up to touch my ear, as if to make sure I was hearing the entire truth. He gestured to the portal. It remained open, inviting us in.

“Oh, you mean that? You’d call it a gateway or a door, or maybe even an entry point. It doesn’t matter what you call it. For me, it’s a chance to explore other worlds and show the people there what I can do. I don’t do it for the money. It’s the adventurist in me, yes? Besides, if anyone finds out what I can really do, then I’d never have any privacy. Shall we go?”

Myrna signed to me, It will be fun and then rolled her eyes. What are you waiting for, a bloody invitation?

Holy crap, she’d been playing me the whole time!

 


Pick up Master Fantastic on Amazon today!

Review: Tales From Alternate Earths

As a student of history, I’ve always been fascinated with great moments in time. Of course we can’t change what happened but there’s an entire branch of fiction dedicated to exploring the “what if’s” of history. Alternative history as a genre is often difficult to define and even harder to write.

“Tales From Alternate Earths,” the latest anthology from Inklings Press, presents eight tales of wonder and “what if’s” that reach back to ancient Romans (and earlier) to events not far removed from our present. And the collection they’ve assembled does alternative history right.

The collection starts with a fascinating tale from Jessica Holmes rewriting the events of Sept. 26th, 1983 when the Soviet early warning nuclear detection system incorrectly alerted that the US fired intercontinental ballistic missiles. She reimagines the events as if the Soviets believed the alert and the consequences of that action.

Author Terri Pray follows with a detailed account of the last days of Julius Caesar, but not as we know it. It was so well written I forgot entirely about Caesar’s true demise and found myself buying in to her retelling.

From there the collection reimagines Earth as ruled by dinosaurs from the imaginative story “Twilight of the Mesozoic Moon” from Brent Harris and Ricardo Victoria.

Nuclear war and the rise of JFK to presumed world leader in the story “One World” by Cathbad Maponus is an intriguing take on a very well known figure.

Rob Edwards takes a real event, the meteorite that struck a remote Russian forest, and places it in another setting in urban London in his tale “Stargazing on Oxford Street.”

“The Secret War” by Leo McBride is an excellent tale of what truly inspired H.G. Wells. The tone and feel of this story easily one of my favorites in the collection.

Daniel Bensen’s “Treasure Fleet” tells the tale of a Chinese empire that’s converted to Islam and discovers the New World. Though well written and highly unique, I couldn’t quite get into the story as much as the others.

The collection ends with another of my favorites, “Tunguska, 1987” by Maria Haskins. This time traveling tale grabbed me from the first line and didn’t let go till the end.

As the fourth offering of short stories from Inklings press, I found this anthology to be imaginative and original. This was the first time Inklings Press opened the doors to out-of-house authors and it was a welcome addition to an already strong field of writers.

If you like to guess the course of history and how things could be different if only one thing were changed, this collection is for you. I can’t recommend this enough. Even if you aren’t a student of history, pick the anthology up. The writing is so strong and convincing you’ll not be disappointed.

You can get the anthology from Amazon.

510aoy5H0AL

Author Spotlight: Rosalie Redd

Today I’m excited to spotlight author Rosalie Redd! Read on for more about Rosalie and her work.


What is your chosen genre, and why?

I write fantasy romance with a good dose of paranormal and a splash of science fiction. I grew up reading fantasy, horror, and science fiction classics as a kid and loved it! I’d read some romance as a teenager, but when I discovered my first paranormal romance, If Angels Burn by Lynn Viehl I was hooked!

 

Name of your most current book, and if it’s a series, what is the series title and how many volumes are anticipated?

My recent release is Untamable Lover, the second book in my Worlds of Lemuria: Earth Colony series. How many books are in the series? Well, my characters informed me that there are seven books in this series. They all had to be sure their story was told.

 

Summary for your most current book.

Panthera leader Demir is stricken by the enemy’s dart and trapped in his fevered, haunted mind with only the memories of his brutal, violent past and his lost mate. When Aramie, his second in command, takes control of the Pride, she breaks one of the revered laws in her quest for the sacred blue sunstone—Demir’s only chance at life. His duty and honor force him to impose punishment despite his unbidden desire to claim her as his mate.

Battle hardened Aramie is strong and determined—she will never bow to the Panthera mating ritual and sacrifice her independence. Instead, her deeply buried feelings for Demir drive her to a dangerous quest and rash decisions. With grief fueling her anger, she takes on a solo mission for revenge, and when Demir’s life is on the line, she must decide—submit to him as his mate, or lose him forever.

 

Who is your favorite character in the story?

Ooh, tough question. I’d have to say Aramie. She’s a tough, battle-tested, independent warrior who had to raise her sister on her own. In order to overcome her fear, she has to put her faith in Demir, a male who curls her toes in all the right ways.

 

Are there any short stories or companion novella’s?

Unforgettable Lover is the prequel novella in the Worlds of Lemuria: Earth Colony series and is about the Betram ritual, when the full moon occurs on the summer solstice and the beasts come out to play. Book one in the series is Untouchable Lover. In addition, there’s a series of short stories called “Love in a Bottle” and are based off of a love potion that falls through a portal from Lemuria to Earth in Untouchable Lover.

 

What inspired you to write it?

Well, I love the mystery of ancient societies—when civilizations existed before written history. There are many legends about the great civilization of Atlantis and its destruction, but along the way, I heard about an even older civilization called Lemuria. I found a few books on the subject and dived in. The myths and legends surrounding Lemuria indicated a great civilization thrived in the island chains of the Pacific Ocean, disappearing about ten thousand years ago from rising sea levels and a great flood.

Fascinated with this ancient society, I created a series that provided an alternate reality for the Lemurians, showcasing their struggle to survive against an age-old enemy, yet finding love along the way. What if the Lemurians were actually a race of shape-shifters from another planet, here to protect Earth and it’s most precious resource—water? If the Lemurians lived in the Pacific Islands, and were forced to scatter throughout the world due to the destruction of their homeland, maybe they are still hidden among us and continue to battle for Earth? From that, The Worlds of Lemuria: Earth Colony was created with Untouchable Lover the first book in the series.

 

Would you like to share an excerpt with us? (1500 words maximum, please).

Of course, I’d love to! Here’s an excerpt from Untouchable Lover:

Noeh’s voice brought Melissa out of her trance. She glanced at him, and her face warmed at being caught admiring his bedroom. His piercing stare made her squirm. She turned around, unable to hold his scrutiny for long.

Glancing at her hands, she took a deep breath. Relax, Mel. This is just about getting nourishment. Don’t look at it as anything else. She inhaled and held it for a few seconds before speaking. “For Dren, feeding is very intimate. You don’t have to do this.”

“You need to feed. I will do it.” Noeh’s voice was low and quiet.

The tone sent shivers across the back of her neck. Her heart began to race, and she turned to face him once again. He covered much of the distance between them and stood mere inches away.

This was wrong on so many levels. She shouldn’t be attracted to him. A memory of William with his gentle smile and kind eyes formed in her mind. Her chest ached.

A door to her left connected to her adjoining room. The entryway offered a temporary safe-haven, one she needed in order to process her conflicting emotions. She brushed past Noeh and tried to ignore his unique scent that heightened her desire. Breathless, she peered over her shoulder. Frustration strained his mouth and the lines around his eyes.

“I’m not sure I can do this. I’m sorry.” She grabbed the door handle, intent on putting as much distance as possible between them.

He grabbed her arms, preventing her from fleeing. “Wait. Tell me what’s wrong.”

His hands on her arms should have angered her, but instead, a strange sense of relief flowed into her body. She didn’t know how to respond, so she stood there, unmoving.

“Please talk to me. I want to help.” His calm voice soothed her racing mind.

Melissa relaxed, closed her eyes, and leaned her head against the door. “Please, I…need some space.”

Noeh released her arms and backed away.

Opening her eyes, Melissa took a slow breath and turned around. A strong, fierce male stared down at her with hooded eyes and full, parted lips. Her fingertips tingled with an overwhelming desire to reach out and touch the curve of his luscious mouth.

What is happening to me? She shook her head and peered at the floor. A lump rose in her throat as remorse filled her, but whether it was for William or for Noeh, she didn’t know.

“Tell me about him,” Noeh said, his tone coaxing.

“Who?”

“The male you won’t let go.”

 

Would you like to share a couple of teasers?

13576436_1761338464121431_597414583_n

13578680_1761338430788101_1924270574_n

 

Do you have a newsletter or blog?

I have a newsletter. I usually send out an email about once a month with info on new releases, giveaways, and free reads. For signing up, I’ll send you a free copy of my short story Come to Me.

Here’s the link: http://eepurl.com/buQNEb

 

What other places can we find you?

Places you can find me on the internet…

http://www.rosalieredd.com

https://www.facebook.com/rosaliereddauthor

https://www.goodreads.com/user/show/34148783-rosalie-redd

https://www.pinterest.com/rosalieredd/

https://www.amazon.com/author/rosalieredd

 

Where can I purchase a copy of Untouchable Lover?

Amazon US:

http://www.amazon.com/dp/B019ZVIC8G/

Amazon UK:

http://www.amazon.co.uk/gp/product/B019ZVIC8G/

Amazon AU:

http://www.amazon.com.au/dp/B019ZVIC8G/

B&N Nook:

http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/books/1123057770?ean=2940152720044

Kobo:

https://store.kobobooks.com/en-us/ebook/untouchable-lover

iTunes:

https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/id1064134542

 

Do you have a website?

Absolutely. Stop by to check out my latest stories! http://www.rosalieredd.com

King of the Hill: Morgan Smith

I mentioned a few posts back that there would be more “King of the Hill” promos and here’s the latest. Morgan Smith’s book A Spell in the Country: A Novel of the Averraine Cycle is our current King of the Hill.

 

Description:
What if you weren’t what heroes are made of? What if your life was an open book? What if you were just an ordinary soldier, with ordinary skills and ordinary goals? What if you weren’t “The Chosen One” but still had to try to save the world?

“A Spell in the Country” is the story of that soldier – a young woman driven not by prophesy, but by circumstances and coincidence, and by the strengths and weaknesses that anyone might possess.

Lured into treason and only narrowly escaping the gallows, Keridwen was desperate to build some kind of life for herself. But between demons bent on death and mayhem, treachery at the very heart of the kingdom, and a prince who had every right to nurse a grudge against her, what were the odds that she could stay out of trouble for long?


You can find the book on Amazon: A Spell in the Country: A Novel of the Averraine Cycle

A Dragon’s Bargain

It’s the 15th and time for another tale. This month I’ve got a fantasy story for you with a knight and dragon. I’ve been fascinated by medieval lore for most of my life. Stories of Arthur and dragons have held a special place for me. This is not an Arthurian tale but I hope you find it entertaining. Let me know what you think in the comments below and feel free to share it with others that might like it. Thanks!


A Dragon’s Bargain

“Keep moving!” the knight shouted. Dragus listened and watched carefully. The knight in rough silver armor led a man in chains through the forest. Dragus was almost caught bathing but at the last minute he heard the chained man scream and that gave him the heads up he needed to hide. Now watching the pair trudge through the forest, he thought he recognized the chained man. His eyes narrowed as he stared, his nostrils grew large as he searched his scent.

Then the sensation overwhelmed him. Anger, fear, disgust all washed over him like a bath of evil. His eyes shot open. He knew the man. All dragons did. He was the Dragon-Slayer,  friend of man and bane of dragons. He was feared and hunted by dragons and now Dragus had him in his sights. Smoke swirled out of his nostrils, his anger stoking the flames within. Flexing his wings, he shot high in the air and with a great roar, Dragus swooped down ready to exact the furious vengeance of his race.

dragon-955348_960_720The dragon’s roar made both men look to the sky. Dragus bellowed loud. Fire belched forth from his mouth, trailing behind him. His giant leathery wings beat a rhythm of death in the air.

“By the gods! A dragon!” the knight holding the chains cried. The Dragon-Slayer tried to run but the chains held him back.

“Come on man, let me out of these bindings! He’ll kill us both!” the Dragon-Slayer said.

Dragus made a pass at them, breathing a line of fire in the forest alongside the men. The bright orange and red flames ignited the dried timber and soon a wall of flame trapped the men.

“Can you kill it Dragon-Slayer?” the knight said. He roar of the flames grew louder around them.

“Release me from these chains and I have a chance. Quickly! He’ll be coming back!”

Dragus circled above them, roaring and shooting long bursts of flame from his mouth. His chance at vengeance sent him in a frenzy.

“By the gods, kill it Dragon-Slayer. I release you!” the knight said. He unlocked the chains and thrust a sword in the hands of the Dragon-Slayer. Before he could turn away, the blade sliced through the air separating his head from his body.

“No man takes Aydan and lives,” the Dragon-Slayer said. The knight’s head rolled away from the force of the blow.

Dragus observed the men fighting and watched as the Dragon-Slayer betrayed the other man. The time was right. Alone with the Dragon-Slayer, he dropped from the sky intent on killing the bane of his kind.

A roar above made Aydan look up. Dragus breathed mighty flames towards the man. With his claws outstretched he exhaled a deep red flame but not far enough to injure the Dragon-Slayer. It was meant as cover so he could catch him in his long yellow talons.

His plan worked.

The Dragon-Slayer cowered from the flames and Dragus plucked him off the ground. The man screamed obscenities at the dragon. Dragus roared and spit flames in front of him. Aydan struggled but the talons kept him from moving.

Silver arrows pierced the dragon’s wings. Dragus cried out in pain. His wings smoked where the arrows struck. Volley after volley of the deadly silver arrows fly towards him from the forest below.

“Ha, that’s it dragon! That knight’s guard knows your weakness! Die dragon! Your head will look spectacular mounted on my wall.”

Dragus spun in the air. Arrows stung his large wings. When Aydan taunted him, Dragus clung tighter to his prey.

“That’s it dragon! Try and kill me! Use your energy on me while the arrows pierce your flesh!”

The arrows forced Dragus to the ground in a great crash. His claws were like a harness protecting Aydan who was freed from the talons when he struck the ground. Dragus roared as he tumbled across the forest floor striking trees with his tattered wings. He collapsed against a tall oak. Smoke rose from his nostrils. After a few moments, Aydan approached the wounded dragon with his sword at the ready. Dragus opened his eyes and pushed himself off the ground.

“I need you Dragon-Slayer,” Dragus said in a weak voice.

“Why would I help you?” Aydan said, “you do nothing but destroy our lands. You’re a menace that must be eliminated.”

Dragus collapsed on the ground unable to fly. Dark thick blood oozed from his pierced skin, smoking as it struck the ground around him. He tried raising his head to look at the Dragon-Slayer but was too weak to move.

“I need your help Slayer. I will die if you do nothing.”

“Precisely! That’s the point dragon. You will die. I am the last true Dragon-Slayer. My name is Aydan. You’ll go to the hell that spawned you knowing the great Aydan slew you.”

Dragus turned his head. “Aydan, you must save me. You cannot kill me.” The dragon coughed, small balls of flame shooting forth from his mouth and dissipating just as quickly.

“You’re mad dragon! I kill beasts like you, not save them. I have an entire hall of trophy heads of your kind. There’s a spot left for you.”

The dragon struggled pushing himself up and fell back to the ground. Smoke puffed from his nostrils

“Aydan!” he said, his voice booming despite his weakened condition. “You must save me! It is in your best interest to do so. When I die,” Dragus said. He coughed and wheezed, life clinging like a stubborn tick.

“My best interest?” Aydan laughed. “Dragon, that’s not the craftiest line I’ve ever heard from your kind. Go and die. Our lands need a reprieve from your destruction.”

“My life spares you from damnation Aydan. As long as I live, you will not taste the sting of a sinners death.” His eyes closed and his chest heaved. The energy of speaking exhausting him.

“Die already dragon! I tire of your chatter,” Aydan said.

Dragus opened his eyes and turned his head, the effort straining him. “Insolent fool. You know it’s true. Your dreams of death. The wailing and torture. That’s no dream, it’s your future if I die.” The dragon closed his eyes inhaling deeply. “The black pit, the never ending suffering awaits. Your actions against my kind have condemned you.” He inhaled again and lay motionless. For a moment Aydan thought he was dead. The dragon let out a long breath, groaning in pain. “Search yourself Aydan. The truth is as I speak. And if I die, nothing prevents you from it.”

Aydan wrinkled his brow. The dreams the dragon spoke of haunted him for months. Most nights he wished for rest but was cursed by the horrific images.

“How do you know this dragon?”

Dragus inhaled before speaking. “I am the gate. Through me you enter obliteration or paradise. If I die your choice it made and can never be undone.” The dragon wheezed. Aydan could see how much pain the dragon was in. “But if I live, if you share just a drop of your blood with me, I can escort you to paradise. But hurry Slayer, my life flickers.” The dragon lay motionless on the ground, his blood boiling under him, smoke rising up all around.

Ayden hesitated. “What if your words are false? How do I know you’re true?” Dragus coughed, his body losing strength with every passing moment.

“The dreams Slayer. Search yourself,” Dragus said, his voice now a low rumble.

With his dagger, Aydan sliced his arm drawing blood. The bloody dagger was thrust towards the dragon’s mouth and he dropped some of his blood on his tongue. When he did a bright flash consumed the dragon, blinding Aydan. When the light winked out, the dragon sat before Aydan full of life.

“Thank you Slayer,” Dragus said. His voice was deeper than before without a hint of weakness. Aydan held his sword in front of him.

“I saved you. I expect you’ll keep your word dragon! We have a bargain.”

Dragus sniffed the air. The scent of the archers nowhere to be found. He and Aydan were alone. He exhaled dark gray smoke from his nostrils. “Aydan, a dragon keeps its word. Always.”

Large heavy wings unfolded behind Dragus. He rose in the air, snorting smoke and fire.

Aydan howled when the flames engulfed him. Scorched flesh sizzled in the intense heat. Dragus roared his victory, the sound echoing throughout the forest. Aydan fell to the ground in a blackened heap of ash. Dead.

Dragus shot upwards, circling around the charred body. “The only trophy we need! The arrogant Slayer no longer a threat. And his paradise of wailing awaits. With the Slayers blood running through my veins, never can man slay dragon again. Never!” Dragus snatched the smoking body and flew fast across the forest, free and alive. The rest of the horde would soon share in the victory and dragon-kind would once again rule the land.

dragonbanner


If you like this story, you might find my book (Almost) Average Anthology perfect for you. It’s a collection of 16 flash fiction stories that span horror, scifi, and fantasy. You can get it now for just .99 or the paperback for $5.99. Click here to find out more: (Almost) Average Anthology: tales of adventure, loss, and oddity

King of the Hill: David Finn

Hey everyone, I wanted to give you a heads up that you’ll be seeing random posts like this one from time to time labelled “King of the Hill.” As part of a Facebook group to promote authors of science fiction and fantasy, we have a promo called “King of the Hill.” We try to help that author gain 50 sales and then they’re dethroned and a new one is crowned. All the books part of the “King of the Hill” promo are .99. These posts will show up about every 3-5 days or so.

Please take a moment and check out the newest King of the Hill, David Finn. If you like what you see please consider purchasing his book and leaving a review. If you think someone else might like the book, share the message with them.

Thanks so much!

51e0ibDKymL._SX331_BO1,204,203,200_

Book description:

Demorn: Blade of Exile (The Asanti Series Book 1)

Demorn. Blade of Exile. Wandering Sword. Dimensional Exiles. Demon Gods. Savage Assassins. Sexy, epic fantasy action!

Demorn will go anywhere, sell her blade to the gods themselves, to resurrect her dead girlfriend’s soul!

Reality is collapsing. Fracture Event aftershocks have destroyed the Mirror World of Asanti. Demorn, deadly sword for hire, has been the exile of a dead world since she was thirteen.

Demorn seeks vengeance. Her girlfriend Kate lies dead in a fantasy dimension, her soul ensnared. Underneath a sassy attitude and an addiction to card games and equally dangerous blondes, Demorn cannot forget the Fracture Event that tore Asanti and herself apart – even though the rest of the universe has…

Demorn is haunted by dreams of a magical dimension. She belongs to the Innocents, a Clubhouse of mercenaries and assassins based deep inside the dazzling future city of Babelzon.

On a secret mission for the Innocents, Demorn uncovers a terrifying conspiracy cult of multi-dimensional demon gods hiding in plain sight. Betrayed and forced to flee into the Grave Dimension, Demorn must face the horror of a reality virus, an Ultimate Fate destroying dimensions and worlds just as it destroyed Asanti!

Demorn, the ultimate mercenary, must risk everything in a dark, desperate quest for something bigger than a bounty if Babelzon and everything she loves are to be saved…

Enter the Dark

Psst…I write dark fiction. Most of my stories don’t end well. I don’t know exactly when the twists and turns in my stories started leaning towards the dark side. Growing up I always associated myself with the good guys. Whenever my brother and I would get new Star Wars figures I’d have the good guys and he’d have Darth Vader and the bad guys. Playing GI Joe I’d have all the Joes and he’d have Cobra. Same with Transformers. I’d have the Autobots and he’d have the Decepticons. I gravitated to the good guys because I felt “they were my people.”

But as I continue to write, my stories often have a dark theme. I don’t normally dwell in extreme horror with hacking and slashing. There’s a place for that however it’s not what I write. Instead my stories are more like the Twilight Zone or Creepshow. But why feature the dark side of life instead of celebrating the triumphs and good times of life?

Actually I think I do just that.

My stories often feature characters that end up doing something evil or lose something valuable. Following their struggles is cathartic. It helps those of us that don’t find ourselves in those crazy situations feel better about ourselves because we aren’t them! We get to live on when the story is over. We get to learn the lesson left behind by the character.

Not that I enjoy siding with the bad guy, but they serve a purpose. They always have. If you look at great storytelling, a compelling villain is almost always more interesting than the hero. They do things we won’t. They embrace their dark side and act on it while we tend to mute those instincts for a good reason!

Our world is filled with evil. Watch the news and you’ll see enough to last a lifetime. Why read about it? Because we can observe it knowing it’s not real and when we close the book, the evil doesn’t exist. Sure the echoes remain in our minds. Good stories stick with you. But unlike the evil we face daily, it’s created for us to experience in a safe way.

By doing that, we celebrate the good in life. We can honor the hero knowing how bad “bad” can be. So come on in and enjoy the experience, my stories are waiting for you!

to lean towards the dark side. Growing up I always associated myself with the good guys. Whenever my brother and I would get new Star Wars figures I’d have the good guys and he’d have Darth Vader and the bad guys. Playing GI Joe I’d have all the Joes and he’d have Cobra. Same with Transformers. I’d have the Autobots and he’d have the Decepticons. I gravitated to the good guys because I felt “they were my people.”

But as I continue to write, my stories often have a dark theme. I don’t normally dwell in extreme horror with hacking and slashing. There’s a place for that however it’s not what I write. Instead my stories are more like the Twilight Zone or Creepshow. But why feature the dark side of life instead of celebrating the triumphs and good times of life?

Actually I think I do just that.

My stories often feature characters that end up doing something evil or lose something valuable. Following their struggles is cathartic. It helps those of us that don’t find ourselves in those crazy situations feel better about ourselves because we aren’t them! We get to live on when the story is over. We get to learn the lesson left behind by the character.

Not that I enjoy siding with the bad guy, but they serve a purpose. They always have. If you look at great storytelling, a compelling villain is almost always more interesting than the hero. They do things we won’t. They embrace their dark side and act on it while we tend to mute those instincts for a good reason!

Our world is filled with evil. Watch the news and you’ll see enough to last a lifetime. Why read about it? Because we can observe it knowing it’s not real and when we close the book, the evil doesn’t exist. Sure the echoes remain in our minds. Good stories stick with you. But unlike the evil we face daily, it’s created for us to experience in a safe way.

By doing that, we celebrate the good in life. We can honor the hero knowing how bad “bad” can be. So come on in and enjoy the experience, my stories are waiting for you!


I’ll be at Contamination in St. Louis from June 17-19, 2016. It’s a horror/scifi/pop culture convention featuring actors, writers, and vendors of all kinds of fun stuff. Come on out and say hi, buy a book or two, and browse all the other great events. Hope to see you there!

Oh, if you bought my book from me or from Amazon, Barnes & Noble, or iBooks, please leave an honest review. The more I get the easier it is for new readers to discover my work. Thanks in advance for your help!